Legend of Swordsman

When Jian Wushuang studied and studied those sword tactics in the ancestral sword tower, the Nanyang continent gradually calmed down.

Blink, a year passed.

After spending a full year in the sword tower, Jian Wushuang finally walked out of the sword tower.

For one year, he has been quietly studying and practicing in Jianjue. Now one year later, he is completely different from before. Not only has he improved tremendously on the kendo, but he also has a great understanding of the origin. Increased.

His own talent is extremely high, and with the awakening of Shuang Yi Pin Soul, the pair of Sword Spirit has an incredible effect on both Kendo and the origin.

After one year, his perception of the origin has already reached the "pole" level.

However, when he truly reached this level, he also had a new understanding of the origin.

There is also a new understanding of this so-called "pole" level.

Extreme, collectively known as the ultimate of the holy realm.

It ’s completely different from “potential” and “domain”. The ultimate state of sacred state is just a vague concept, which represents that your perception of the origin has reached this level. In fact, it is also the ultimate state of sacred state, but the gap is large. amazing.

If the vast source is likened to a vast ocean, then you only need to understand one drop of water, even if it is the ultimate of the Holy Land, but you understand that ten drops, one hundred drops of water, is also the ultimate of the Holy Land, but the gap in strength can be Reach ten times, hundred times!

Now the sword is unparalleled, and it hasn't been long before it reached the end of the sacred realm. The origin of perception can only be regarded as a drop of water in the vast ocean, which is trivial.

As soon as he stepped out of the sword tower, Jin Ling and Mu Shan immediately greeted Jian Jianshuang.

"I only stayed for one year." Jin Ling's surprised Chao Jian looked at him, "Not staying in that sword tower for a longer period of time?"

"No." Jian Wushuang shook his head.

This year, his gains in that sword tower have been very huge. He has also practiced the sword tricks he needs. Even if he stays on, he can at least get some improvements in kendo. slow.

"Three chances, two have been obtained, what is the last?" Jian Wushuang asked directly.

"The last chance is it." Jin Ling waved a blood light, and then a **** figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

This is a burly man wearing a **** armor and a **** helmet on his boots. He embraces his hands, looks indifferent, his eyes are cold, and he does not carry the slightest emotion.

"Trenches?"

At first glance, Jian Wushuang saw that this burly man was not flesh and blood, but was the same trench as Bai Ling and Mu Shan.

"This is the blood **** soldier puppet." Jin Ling Chao Jian Wushuang said, "Unlike the ordinary trenches, this blood **** soldier puppet is purely a killing and destruction-oriented trench. He does not bring any spiritual wisdom, Just follow the orders of the master. "

"When the ancestors of the sword crossed the world, in addition to being called the ancestors of Kendo, their accomplishments were also very high in the refining. Like Mushan and I, they were all made by the sword ancestors and were given Self-awareness. "

"The blood **** soldiers are the most powerful ones among the many trenches crafted by the sword ancestors!"

Jian Wushuang stared at the blood **** soldier in front of him.

There is no need to fight, just standing in front of him, but Jian Wushuang has already felt the terrifying pressure from this blood **** soldier.

"The blood **** soldiers are physically comparable to the soldiers. They are very good in terms of attack, speed and defense. There are almost no weaknesses. The only flaw is that the blood soldiers are very difficult to drive. Every time they drive, All have to consume ruby. "Jin Lingdao.

"Sparite?" Jian Wushuang looked.

"That's it." Jin Ling turned her hand, and three light yellow crystals appeared in her hand.

"Sparite is the only thing that can drive this blood **** soldier. There are three of them here, and they are also given to you." Jin Ling handed the three pieces of red crystal to Jian Wushuang.

Sword Wushou took it and held it in his hand. He could feel the horrible energy contained in these three ruby ​​stones, and was surprised.

"Three red spar stones can make this blood **** soldier puppet three shots. Of course, you can also consume all three red spar stones at the same time, so that this blood **** soldier puppet has a stronger power." Ling said, "But under normal circumstances, even if only one spar is consumed, the fighting power of this blood **** soldier burst out is far stronger than the ultimate in the holy realm."

Upon hearing this, Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "In other words, the more sparite consumed, the stronger the combat power of this blood **** soldier?"

"Yes." Jin Ling nodded, "But at most ten spars can be consumed at the same time, and the combat power of the Blood God Soldier can erupt to the extreme."

"I see." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly.

Although this blood **** soldier had never really shot, but just standing in front of the sword without double-sided, it caused him a lot of pressure, and its combat power can be imagined.

The blood **** soldier is holding in his hand, and in the future he will have an extra arrogant hole card.

"Three opportunities have been given to you, you can leave." Jin Lingdao.

Jian Wushuang nodded, but asked, "I don't know the third test, what level do I need to reach to be eligible?"

"The third test is different from the previous two tests. I do n’t know what the test is. I only know that the third test is a big secret. As for what level to reach ..." Jin Ling groaned. After a while, "When your strength is close to the sword ancestor of the peak period, you are qualified to take over this third test."

"Sword ancestors near the peak?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but startled.

With a bitter smile, Jian Wushuang did not continue to stay in the ancestral land, and soon left the ancestor land with a space wormhole.

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Tianzong Dynasty, Dark Forest.

Jian Wushuang was on the top of a mountain, but sat quietly and closed his eyes.

And not long after, from his body, a black figure came out slowly and condensed ~ www.readwn.com ~ It is the killing clone of Jian Wushuang!

"For more than a year, the killing clone was finally reborn." Jian Wushuang also secretly sighed.

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he was chased and killed by Tan Feng, and the killing clone was destroyed. Since then, he has been reborn to consolidate a new killing clone. After more than a year, he has given birth again to the killing .

"Zhu Di and his party, I have learned a lot, and my strength has soared a lot!"

"I have countless swords, and I have a lot of cards in my hand, and my clones have been reunited. Then ... it's time to completely break the grudges between me and the Holy Palace."

Jian Wushuang raised his head, staring directly at the endless sky above him, and in his eyes there was a faint ray of light flowing there.

An astonishing killing intention also rose sharply at this moment, sweeping away from the sky!

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