Legend of Swordsman

(Fifth more!)

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"Kill my disciples?" Feng Laoqi smiled.

"Master, don't worry about me, you ..." The big man next to him just spoke, but his words were not finished, but his eyes stared round.

A dry and old palm had penetrated his body, and the terrible power had completely crushed his internal organs.

The sturdy man still had an incredible face, but his body had fallen.

"Suddenly killed his own disciples?" Jian Wu's face changed.

"This kind of old man is cruel and hot-handed, and he is very lonely. How can he really accept his disciples? I am afraid that this disciple is just a plaything he collects at will." Yun Zhen said.

"Well, it really is Yunzhen that you know the oldest husband best." The old wind waved his palm and grinned, "Now that there are no people in trouble, let the old man look at this, the worst in the history of Wusha Wasteland How powerful is one of the gods and demons? "

At the same time as talking, the surging breath of the wind-evil body rises up directly only to the gods.

This breath was a bit evil, and filled the whole world.

Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, purely on the breath, this windy and weird breath is stronger than any one of the three elders of the Great Tragedy, but it is not as good as Yun Zhen, a higher god.

"The top of the elementary deity." Jian Wushuang has understood the strength level of this wind old man.

At this time, the windy man's figure moved directly.

As if a cold wind swept across the sky, the terrible speed erupted directly.

It is amazing that after the wind erupted at a speed, it didn't swipe in the direction where the sword Wushuang was, but instead turned and stormed away.

"Want to run?"

As soon as Jian Wu's eyes were cold, his figure came out immediately.

"Haha, the old man is not stupid enough to compete against you both at the same time." This strange and arrogant laughter sounded in the world.

"This old thing is still that kind of cunning." Yun Zhen looked cold and cold, and he followed and killed behind the wind old monster together with Jian Wushuang.

All three were extremely fast, but after a short time, they had already appeared outside the city.

"Jian Wushuang, I have dealt with this old wind monster, he is extremely fast, and his life-saving ability is very strong. The speed of his outbreak now is already very amazing, but he still has a life-saving secret. Once the mystery is cast, the speed is enough to raise it again. Once he performs the mystery, he can immediately throw me off. "Yun Zhendao.

"But it shouldn't be easy for him to perform such a secret technique?" Jian Wushuang asked lowly.

"Well, it's not easy, but if it comes to the last minute, he will definitely show it." Yun Zhendao.

"Then let him have no chance to perform that secret technique." Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he was walking side by side with Yun Zhen. The abrupt two phantoms burst out at the same time. Directly surpassed Yun Zhen, chasing after that wind monster.

The distance between him and Feng Laogua is also getting closer.

"Ok?"

"This sword is unparalleled, so fast?"

The wind monster noticed the movement behind him and couldn't help but look.

"That's ... time and space incarnation, and it's still quite different. It's no wonder." The wind is strange. "But he alone can't help me even if he catches up."

Fengguai didn't care too much.

As for his life-saving mystery, he was not in a hurry to perform it.

The distance between Jian Wushuang and the wind boss is getting closer, and Jian Wushuang's eyes are getting colder and colder.

Finally, Jian Wu's eyes flashed.

"it's time!"

Buzz! !! !!

The majestic golden divine power abruptly condenses behind Jian Wushuang.

In the blink of an eye, a huge golden **** god phantom condensed.

This golden **** of ghosts is completely different from the sword Wushuang cast four months ago.

Four months ago, Jian Wushuang performed the mystery of punishing the **** of heaven. The condensed shadow of the **** of heaven was only nine hundred feet, but these four months, Jian Wushuang stayed in the city of burning moon, and has been studying the major aspects of his cultivation Mysticism is trying to improve the power of mysticism, like the golden ghost of the re-condensed god, now more than a thousand feet! !!

Thousands of heaven gods shadow!

Don't look at this is only a small one hundred feet, but you must know that thousands of heaven gods, the shadow, represents the second level of punishment to the gods!

Those are two different levels, and the power is naturally completely different.

Under the amplitude of Tenjin's shadow, Jian Wushuang's breath suddenly skyrocketed, and then he shot with his big hand straight ahead.

"The prison of punishment!"

Banging ~~~

The golden divine power of the sky swept wildly out of the golden shadow of the golden deities, and the sky that covered the sky directly impacted in all directions.

The old wind monster is not far from Jian Wushuang, and his escape speed is very fast ~ www.readwn.com ~ but no matter how fast, it can't compare with the spread speed of these golden divine powers.

In just a moment's effort, the vast golden divine power had passed by him, and then the void in front of him condensed into a golden barrier.

A huge golden prison has taken shape.

This golden prison completely covered both swordsman and wind boss.

"Jail?"

The wind old man finally changed his face, but followed him with a cold hum, a dark red spear appeared in his hand.

This dark red spear with endless evil spirits, spurred by the mighty divine power of the wind monster, turned into a violent thunder, and stabbed fiercely towards the golden barrier ahead.

Huh!

A loud noise.

A bucket-like spiral pothole appeared on the golden barrier, but the barrier was not penetrated directly by this spear.

"This jail is so hard?" Feng Fengguai was surprised.

He did not know, however, that punishment for the **** of heaven is one of the five strongest mysteries of the Seven Star Emperor Xuanzong. The punishment for prison is also extremely powerful and well-known.

Four months ago, Jian Wushuang only condensed the nine hundred feet high ghost of the **** of heaven, and the punishment prison he cast was not an ordinary deity that could be broken. When outside the tomb of the saint, the three elders of the Great Tragedy were trapped in In his prison of punishment, finally, Lei Ling took out the dark thunder beads that he had made at great expense before he blasted the golden prison into a hole.

The Dark Thunderbolt exploded, but it was equivalent to the power of the High God.

Now that the ghost of the **** of heaven has reached a thousand feet high, the power of punishment in prison has been greatly improved again. At this time, even if the high deity, such as Yun Zhen, took the shot himself, I am afraid that he can only use his strongest blood trick, Maybe we can penetrate this golden prison.

This wind is weird, it's just the top of the elementary deity. It is impossible to defeat this golden prison with a single blow.