Legend of Swordsman

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The dazzling sword light contains the majestic killing power. A little ≥ say <﹤ ≦ <≦ ＜ ≦≦ ﹤

Si Tianzun is still in the midst of a retreat. In the face of Jian Wushuang's brilliant sword, he has no ability to resist.

Jian Guang ruthlessly passed over the Four Heavenly Master, who was filled with a thick unwillingness, but his voice began to dissipate.

"Four younger brothers!" One day Zun was startled.

The swordless double figure turned out like a ghost again, but this time it appeared in front of the cold woman.

This cold woman saw the scene where Si Tianzun was beheaded by Jian Wushuang and one sword. At this moment, when she saw Jian Wushuang appearing in front of her, her face suddenly turned white, but her eyes became crazy.

"dead!"

The cold woman clenched her teeth, the poisonous black in her hand turned into a dark streamer, bursting through the void and stabbing directly. This knife, the cold woman has already reached her extreme strength.

This is her most pinnacle and strongest sword.

The sword Wushuang is just a random sword.

Jian Guang and the black front collided together, and two mighty powers burst out at the same time.

Huh!

A low-pitched attack sounded, and the cold woman's complexion changed suddenly. She felt only a terrible force that made her completely irresistible, and the black in her hand flew out the first time, and that road Jian Guang, however, remained intact and swept along her arm.

Wow! The horrifying strangling force exploded.

The cold woman's arm was directly smashed by the strangulation burst, but Jianguang continued to sweep along his arm to his chest, and immediately penetrated her chest, and a lot of flesh flew, and the voice of the cold woman was instantly cut off.

"Sanmei!" One day Zunzhuang saw this scene even more torn apart.

But Jian Wushuang grinned at him, but his figure turned out again.

"Second brother, retreat, retreat!" One day screamed out loudly.

He was not afraid that Jian Wushuang shot at him. Although he knew that he was not Jian Wushuang's opponent, at least he could barely fight somewhere against Jian Wushuang, but the other three celestial deities couldn't do it anymore. Two people, Ertianzun is the last one left. He never wants Ertianzun to die in the hands of Jian Wushuang.

The two-day respect is indeed cunning.

As early as when Jian Wushuang shot and killed the Four Heavenly Masters, he had already noticed that he was not good, so he fled out early. When Jian Wushuang besieged Tian Tianzun and San Tianzun, he wanted to kill him again Escaped to the edge of the Blood River.

Without the restrictions of the blood river, his degree has not been affected, and it is even faster to escape, and Jian Wushuang failed to kill him immediately.

Ertian Zun fled to Yi Tianzun's side. They looked extremely ugly and stared at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang stood with three killing swords standing in the middle of the blood river, like a peerless swordsman from ancient times.

The strong men who watched the battle and the young warriors who came to participate in the palace selection have already held their breath.

When they saw the sword Wushuang burst suddenly, one sword defeated the four heavenly deities, and then they killed two heavenly enemies one after another, and the entire Holy Emperor Island was completely boiling.

Tianzun!

In the eyes of the six parties in the Nanyang University, the four heavenly respects of the Holy Palace have always been unattainable and almost invincible.

But now they can see that Jian Wushuang defeated the four Celestial Masters with one enemy and four opponents, but in a short moment they slayed two of them. Such a proud record is incredible, making everyone feel like Shocked.

Those young warriors are enthusiastic one by one, and the worship of the sword unparalleled has reached an unprecedented level.

On the other hand, the Holy Palace side is ashamed.

"Haha, Holy Palace, it's over!"

Wang Yuan, one of the many powerful men gathered in Danmen, was very excited at this moment, and his face shouted with a smile.

When Wang Yuan beside Wang Yuan heard this, he shook his head slightly, "Maybe."

"Not necessarily?" Wang Yuan frowned, and even looked in the past, "Father, this Holy Palace has been directly defeated by the youngest of the four strongest celestial deities, and killed two of them. What else is there to stop the third? Three will definitely uproot the Holy Palace! "

"You look down on the Holy Palace too much." Wang Yan glanced at Wang Yuan with a low voice. "If the Holy Palace was so simple, I wouldn't be so afraid of it."

"What do you mean?" Wang Yuan sank.

"Looking at it." Wang Ye didn't explain too much. "But your brother is really strong and has a very strong mind. He should have known for a long time that the Holy Palace is not as simple as it seems. From the beginning to the present, he has retained his strength. "

"The third child hasn't done their best yet?" Wang Yuan stunned, but continued to watch the past.

In front of the palace of the Holy Palace, many powerful people of the Holy Palace gathered there, but at the moment, all of them looked ugly, and the swords watched by them were indifferent and indifferent. Behind him, the two swords honored the ghost. Still towering, the towering sword is spreading.

Suddenly, the sword lifted his feet without a step, and the steps began to slowly move out.

Step by step, slowly walk inside the pilgrimage palace.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The low footsteps sounded like drumsticks in the hearts of the strong men in the Holy Palace, and the hearts of the strong men in the Holy Palace gradually sank to the bottom.

"How to do?"

"Master, what should we do?"

An elder growled at the two deities.

The gloomy faces of one day and two days are helpless.

On that day, even though Zun had a lot of unwillingness in his heart, he also understood that he alone could not stop Jian Wushuang.

But at this moment ... The sword Wushuang, who came slowly to the pilgrimage palace, stopped abruptly ~ www.readwn.com ~ looked up, but looked deep into the gate of the pilgrimage palace, looking at the end of the line of sight past.

There, there was a gradual build of stature.

His pace is very slow and light, but he can take a random step, but he can cross a distant distance. He is clearly at the end of the line of sight, but in a blink of an eye, he has already passed the many powerful men in the Holy Palace and passed the two great deities , In front of Jian Wushuang, only less than ten feet away from Jian Wushuang.

This man, handsome and very young, was dressed in a golden robe and polite.

The most noticeable thing is that in his eyebrow there is a scarlet mark standing upright, and that mark is a sword mark.

The young man in the gold robe stood calmly in front of Jian Wushuang, and there was no trace of breath spreading out, so he stared at Jian Wushuang with a playful smile on his face.

Seeing the person, Jian Wushuang's eyes and pupils shrank sharply.

"Is this man the last resort of the Holy Palace?"

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