Legend of Swordsman

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On the battlefield, Duan Lingfeng has already fought with the cold old man (yin yīn).

(Yin yīn) Although the cold old man is a god-monarch strong, but Duan Lingfeng ranks first on the list of true gods, it is enough to fight with him, and in a short time, he will not lose.

"Sir, you just said that Duan is the first true **** of all ages. The person who now fights with him seems to be slightly stronger than him. Is he the legendary mighty one?" Luo Tianhong could not help asking .

"Yes, it is powerful." Jian Wushuang replied.

"Really." Luo Tianhong took a breath of air.

The Mighty One, for many practitioners who have stayed in God for many years, the Mighty One is definitely a character in mythology.

"Master Duan is a true god, but he is able to fight with the legendary mighty man like this. The first true **** of all ages is well-deserved." Luo Tianhong sighed.

"Jian Wushuang, let's do it, otherwise your friend is afraid it won't last too long."

"Um." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

Immediately the king of the king (body shēn) shook in shape, and had once again returned to Jian Wushuang's body.

"Qiuyue, you and this little guy will stay on the spaceship." Jian Wushuang said.

"Yes." Qiuyue nodded.

The sword Wushuang was swept away by the giant continent directly ahead of Jian Yi.

While stepping on that continent, the thunderous and mighty divine power was released directly from Jian Wushuang (body shēn).

This might of God's might is dozens of times stronger than that of the old man who exerted with all his power.

Divine power is like prison, completely covering the entire land.

Many practitioners on this land, including the people of the Bewitching Palace, were all terrified.

And such terrifying power finally shocked a strong man hidden in the deepest part of the continent.

I saw a violent breath erupting one after another. From the deepest part of the land, that is, in the old nest of the dreaded palace, several shadows (body shēn) came one after another.

Gathered with the cold old man (yin yīn) at the beginning, and there were seven figures floating in the sky.

Like the seven gods.

"So many people?" Jian Wu's eyes narrowed.

He knew that there were some strong men in the blood-threatening palace, and even the mighty, but he did not expect that a small soul-gathering palace had hidden seven powerful men!

The most important thing is that these seven mighty men are not only the gods, there are only four gods, and there are three others, which are three great gods! !!

The three great emperors, the four great kings, this is the tyrannical lineup that appears at the moment in front of Jian Wu.

Among the three emperors, the head is a man in a gold robe wearing a scarlet ghost mask. The man in the gold robe mask stood there, which brought some pressure to Jian Wushuang. No doubt, this gold robe The mask man is a real peak god! !! !!

"My dear, this little temple of the Beast Palace is really capable. It has enough seven great gods, even one of the peak gods." Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, his smile was cold, like a blade.

The seven powerful men all stared at Jian Wushuang.

Among them, the man in the golden robe mask was exposed outside, and the pair of weird golden eyes was showing endless resentment while Sen Leng looked at Jian Wushuang.

"You are swordless !!!!" The voice of the man in the golden robe mask was cold, and the air solidified instantly.

"Know me? It looks like I'm in the blood evil gate and I have a certain reputation." Jian Wushuang touched his nose.

"The owner of the seventh house of this blood-shaking gate!" The man in the golden robe mask stared at Jian Wushuang, and swept across the sky with a murderous look. "Sword Wushuang, this seat finally found you, and my life is here!" "

Sword Wushuang stunned.

"Your son? Is that Mu Hong (the diàn)?"

Although Jian Wushuang had dealt with Xuesha Men, but the strong one who really died in his hands was only the Mu Hong (Dian diàn).

And Jian Wushuang always felt that there should be some background under that Mu Hong (Dian diàn). Now it seems that his background should be his father, the man in front of the golden robe mask.

"There is a father of the peak **** emperor, no wonder that Mu Hong (Di din) will be so arrogant." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"No more nonsense, today (ri r) will take revenge for my child!"

"kill!"

The man in the golden robe mask snorted, and the breath of the peak emperor locked in toward the sword unparalleled. His body (shyn) also suddenly skyrocketed, rising to ten feet high directly, and the (robe shēn) swept into Endless golden clouds.

A huge golden mountain rumbling rumblingly appeared above the sky above.

The golden mountains are magnified infinitely, and Hao Hao's ((dàng) dàng) ((dàng) dàng) crushing the heavens and the earth, at this moment is also the oppression of the sword.

Looking at the golden mountains above, Jian Wu's pupils could not help shrinking.

When the golden mountains oppressed him, he clearly sensed an extremely forceful repression.

Not surprisingly, this golden mountain is a very rare repressive treasure, and this power has already reached the level of Chaos God Treasure.

"Chaos Divine Treasures are rare, and repressive Chaos Divine Treasures are even rarer." Jian Wushuang muttered, even though he was faintly feeling a sense of crisis under this golden mountain ~ www.readwn.com ~ My seven stars completely collapsed, and the ancient bloodline power recovered slightly. The strength was not at its peak, and I was a bit disadvantaged by the seventh house owner who had the suppression of chaos. "

Jian Wushuang turned his mind, but immediately glanced at the sword next to him.

"Here is the man, kill him!" Jian Wushuang commanded.

"Yes." Sword nodded respectfully, and immediately (body shēn) rolled on the cloud of blood.

The blood mist gathered in the sky, and a **** ocean was formed in an instant, completely covering the huge golden mountain.

The golden mountain power can show, Hao Hao ((dàng) dàng) ((荡 dàng) dàng), extremely powerful, but crushed and bombarded in the blood-colored ocean, it seemed to be bombarded on a ball of cotton.

"What?" The man with the golden mask, that is, the seventh house master, changed his face and couldn't help but glance at the sword.

But the sword didn't stop for a moment, (body shēn) had an illusion, and had already attacked and killed the seventh house master.

"Humph!"

The Lord of the Seventh House snorted coldly. Before the sword approached, he rolled his hands and took out a large seal directly.

On this large seal, there is a golden dragon, with a strong breath, and it is a very special chaos treasure.

As the master of the seventh house slaps his handprint, Dah Yin bursts into a strong golden light, and the golden dragon above the Dazhan comes to life instantly.

"Roar!!!"

Jingtian Longming returned ((dàng) dàng) heaven and earth.

Immediately, this golden dragon skyrocketed, with endless majesty, and struck directly at the sword.

This golden dragon alone gives the sword unparalleled feeling that it is enough to compete with the general peak gods.

"This seventh house master, there are so many treasures in his hands?" Jian Wushuang was surprised inside.

(End of this chapter)