Legend of Swordsman

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One strong one after another, constantly came across the void, and some of them have been famous in the universe for a long time, and even hundreds of old monsters of the Chaos Age were born. After their arrival, they caused a lot of sensation.

There are weird rabbit Buddhas wearing hawks, but with rabbit heads, giants of the Titans who dominate the universe, descendants of dark demons from the abyss of the universe, and so on. The breath is extremely powerful.

This also made Jian Wushuang's eyes wide open, and his heart sighed that the size of the universe was far beyond his imagination.

If you are not a special creature with perfect level, I am afraid that in the face of these evils, there is really no battle.

"I'm afraid it's difficult to get the Fengshen Monument this time." Shaanshan leader shook his head, his expression solemnly.

His Majesty the King, in addition to removing the future illusory leader, a total of six leaders came to compete for the seal of the stele, each of them is a near-invincible dominance of the strong, the first commander of the cold wind, the strength is unfathomable, I'm afraid it's enough to be invincible.

Such a large force, as far as the universe is concerned, can basically sweep the invincible as long as it is not supreme, but for the sixteenth city, there can be no sense of deterrence at all.

The smell of fire in the air became stronger and stronger.

at this time.

The emperor Jinwu opened his face expressionlessly, "These five seal deities, this emperor takes three, and the other two, how you fight and fight, this emperor does not care."

After saying that, Emperor Jinwu stretched out his right hand, and immediately took a photo toward the Five Sealed Monument.

I saw in his hands, countless golden flames condensed, forming a gigantic giant arm, grabbed across the void towards Fengshen Stele!

When everyone saw this scene, hesitation suddenly appeared on their faces.

In the shadow of a person's famous tree, as the eldest son of the emperor Jinwu, Jinwu's strength is unfathomable enough to rival the giants, and no one wants to take the first shot to offend Jinwu.

"Shake the commander of the mountain, shall we take three Fengshen monuments?" Jian Wushuang asked with a frown on his frown.

Shaking the leader's expression was cloudy for a while, he glanced at the cold wind leader who did not speak, and replied: "We obey the cold wind leader."

Jian Wushuang nodded after hearing the words, and continued to look at the emperor Jinwu.

Although this emperor Jinwu is strong, there are also a few people in the field who are not weaker than him. He believes that someone will try to stop him.

really.

Just as the flame hand extended by Emperor Jinwu was about to touch the Fengshen Monument, a cold, low-pitched sound came from Jiuyou, and it suddenly sounded.

"Jinwu, you are thinking too good, right?"

Huh!

The next moment, a huge black horse pierced from the crowd!

This practice is like coming from Jiuyou Hell, filled with the feeling of cold and evil spirits, directly chopping the flame giant hand of Emperor Jinwu!

"Oh?"

Emperor Jinwu raised his eyebrows, and looked back towards the place where he practiced the splits.

I saw a tall man wearing black armor with a huge axe stepping out of the crowd.

The giant axe man had red eyes and a horned helmet, and his face was ugly, like an evil spirit walking from hell.

"Dark Descendants of the Abyss?" Prince Jinwu narrowed his eyes.

The abyss is located in the far north of the universe, where it is desolate all the year round and no one dares to set foot.

There was only a blood river flowing with countless Chaos Periods. There was a strong corrosive force in that blood river. Even if the invincible dominated it, it would be completely corroded in a few breaths and destroyed.

The land of the abyss, also known as the taboo land of the universe, can only be survived by the descendants of the Dark Demon born from the blood river.

"You want to stop me?" Prince Jinwu's voice gradually cooled.

The descendant of the Dark Devil twisted his neck and took off his huge axe with his backhand, his voice deepened:

"There are more than one or two Jinwu killed by this seat. Come on, let this seat see what is different about the Jinwu royal family!"

The words fell, the descendants of the Dark Demons stepped hard, and the body burst out instantly. The giant axe in his hand was like Pangu Kaitian, splitting wildly towards the emperor Jinwu!

Behind him, a pair of blood wings opened up!

"court death!"

Emperor Jinwu's face was cold, and the two sides of his trident were immediately covered with golden flames. A gorgeous tail flame was stroked in the air to welcome the descendants of the Dark Demon!

Suddenly, the battle between the Emperor Jinwu and the descendants of the Dark Devil was like a fuse, and the whole battle was started!

"kill!!!"

At this moment, countless ultimate masters roared and killed towards the five Fengshen monuments!

The killings are starting to happen!

This battle will be earth-shattering!

In this battle, only the most powerful of the masters can live to the end, step on the tired bones, compose a glorious epic, and get the gods monument!

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"Blood sword, it's time we got on the battlefield!" Shaanshan commander looked dignified and said in a deep voice.

In the distance, the blood **** son camp, led by blood maggots, has been killed in a mighty manner!

"Hanfeng, 500,000 years ago, you fled in Quyun Starfield. This time, I see how you escape!" The **** mouth corner brought a smile of evil charm, and looked at Hanfeng's eyes, full Playful.

Cold Wind Leader didn't reply ~ www.readwn.com ~ Just coldly spit out a word: "Kill!"

Suddenly, the two camps fought together!

Huh!

Huh! !!

Countless magical powers unfolded, and the bombarding void sounded loud.

At this moment, I saw Moruo Yangu, leading a group of Moruo people, striding towards the place where Jian Wushuang was.

Suddenly, the six leaders saw their faces, and their faces changed.

They are already struggling to face the blood **** son camp. Where can I go now to face the Mora family?

"Are the Mofei tribe united with the Blood God?"

The expression of shaking the mountain leader is ugly.

Standing next to him, Jian Wushuang's black hair flew, he took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, "No. They came to me."

"Coming to you?"

Shocked by the leader, hesitantly said, "Blood sword, have you offended the Mora family?"

Jian Wushuang didn't answer, but held the right hand in his right hand, and the repaired Wu Weapon Sword appeared in his hand instantly.

The next moment, Jian Wushuang stepped on his feet, and the whole man suddenly rose into the sky, passing the two camps that were being killed, and greeted Molu Yangu, who was striding.

Moruo Yangu paused, then twisted his neck, and said, "Little guy, the last battle in the eighth city is not counted, this time we are back!"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, nodded his head, and said gently, "Come on."

call out!

A sky-opening sword awn, condensed on the Wu-Crying Excalibur, and slashed towards Mo Luo!

When Mo Luo looked at the sword that seemed to have met him, his pupils shrank first, and then he laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, blood sword, it seems that during this time, you have improved and refined!"

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