Legend of Swordsman

"Are you gone?"

Watching the golden armor man leave, Jian Wushuang did not have the slightest intention to chase.

In fact, even if the man in the golden armor does not leave, Jian Wushuang has to leave.

After all, Jian Wushuang has done everything, but it is only just one arm of the man in the golden battle armor. The latter's ability can be restored in an instant, and the combat power is still not lost.

Continuing to fight, Bacheng is unmatched by Jian Wushuang himself.

"My style is perfect. After my perfection, the combination of fast and slow moods is the most important. The implied consciousness and evil attack are even more arbitrary, but he easily resisted that consciousness attack, and was hardly affected. ? "Jian Wushuang secretly surprised.

The conscious attack, combined with the evil attack in Shazhu, is a combination of the two. From the perspective of Jian Wushuang, even the Supreme Celestial Master is hard to stop, let alone not affected much.

"It is also a high heavenly respect, but this person's strength is much stronger than the ancestors of Batian, especially the consciousness, extremely arrogant." Jian Wushuang muttered.

"The strong men of the Golden Kingdom are from the chaotic world of ancient times. They have all smashed through the chaotic world of ancient times. As far as quality is concerned, naturally they are not inferior. Your Qinghuo Palace is also because of this giant battlefield. Only when there is less chance for treasure, can we compete with Jin Guo, or else ... "The king's voice sounded in the heart of Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly and didn't think much, but walked directly towards the bronze stone pillar that the golden armor man had stayed before.

When he came to the stone pillar, Jian Wushuang saw the word "kill" in the center of the stone pillar at a glance.

The moment I saw this killing ...

"kill!"

"kill!"

There was a burst of roar from the sword Wushuang's heart, and the horrible evil bounced directly, causing Jian Wushuang's eyes to shrink fiercely, but his figure exploded a few steps away.

After retreating a little distance, far away from the word 'kill', the sword regained its head only after both sides.

"The horrible evil spirit shock is stronger than the evil spirit shock I exhibited with evil beads." Jian Wushuang secretly marveled, and at the same time knew his heart, "No wonder the Jin Guoqiang was able to easily resist my Consciousness attacked, he had been staying in front of the stone pillar to practice during this time. "

The word "kill" on this stone pillar contains such a terrible evil spirit shock. If this evil spirit shock can be used to hone one's consciousness.

And the man in the golden armor has always stayed here before, obviously to hone his consciousness, the consciousness is naturally overwhelming.

"The sword is unparalleled. The evil impact contained in this stone pillar is also considered good. Would you like to learn from the Jin Guoqiang just now, stay here for a while and hone it?" Wang asked.

"Stay here to hone your consciousness?" Jian Wushuang groaned for a moment, but shook his head slightly. "No, although the blast of this stone pillar is overbearing, but my consciousness is overbearing. This blast will not have too much effect on my training. It ’s not worth it to spend too much time here. "

"Also, the Jin Guoqiang has just left, it is difficult to guarantee that he will return again after a while, and may even bring other Jin Guoqiang with him, so I'd better leave."

After Jian Wushuang made his decision, even when he continued to go to the surrounding battlefields, he broke out.

Time passed quietly.

...

This battlefield is really too big.

Although Qinghuo Palace and Jin Guo have a lot of celestial beings in this battlefield, but these people are simply inconspicuous in this battlefield.

Jian Wushuang also met the man in the golden armor before, and after 30 years, Jian Wushuang did not encounter any other figure.

In these thirty years, Jian Wushuang has been focusing on some opportunities in this battlefield.

There are many chances on this giant battlefield. I won't say anything else. There are many battle marks left by the strong ones, such as some knife marks and sword marks. There are many, many of them even A long time has passed, but still mysterious.

These are all opportunities.

On a raised hill, Jian Wushuang sat quietly, looking down at the ground below.

On the desolate ground below, there are five deep bottomless cracks. This is a huge claw mark.

This claw mark permeated a hundred thousand miles away, and even after so many years, this claw mark still has heartbreaking power. This power is also extremely violent and fast, with a little purity Yang Qi.

Jian Wushuang has been on this hill for two years, and in the past two years, he has carefully studied some mysteries left by this claw mark.

Among these claw marks, they are quite similar to their own Chiyang Kendo, they are all just to the yang.

But after all, it was just a trace left in the fierce battle, and it was not intentionally set by the strong man, nor did it contain any picture ~ www.readwn.com ~ Jian Wushuang also had at least two years of understanding and stood up He walked away.

Above the void, Jian Wushuang slowly moved forward, but with a faint smile on his face.

In the past 30 years, he has been wandering in this unexplored area by himself, and he has also got some chances. Although these chances are very subtle, they add up to a lot of his strength. As for treasures, he also I got a few magic soldiers, which are worth more than 2,000 points. It can be said that I have gained a lot.

at this time……

"Ok?"

Jian Wushuang's look suddenly moved, and his pace was subconscious.

I saw that he flipped his hands and immediately took out a note, which was the one given to him by Tang Emperor, which could sense the position of his nearby companions.

Since he left Qinghuo Palace and wandered into this giant battlefield, he has never encountered the strong in his own camp.

"It's so easy to meet your own people, and you are still in this unexplored area, say hello in the past." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and then, following the instructions of the sign, swept towards the strong side of his own camp.

In front of a mountain made entirely of purple spar, two figures are suspended side by side.

The two of them, one in a black robe, were thin-skinned, breathing a little, and looked middle-aged.

Another was a hump-backed old man with a short stature and a bright eye.

"I feel that thing should be under this mountain." The humpbacked elder said.

"That being the case, what are you waiting for, just go straight in." The black robe was lean and middle-aged.

"Don't worry, someone is here." The old man with a humpback stared into the void beside him, his face indifferent.

Sure enough, in his sight, a figure came slowly.

"Fortunately, it's my own."

The old humpback laughed.

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