Legend of Swordsman

As the dojo transformed from supreme grievances swept over, Jian Wushuang waved his hand directly in the air to stroke it.

The intangible and intangible avenue rule centered on him, sheltering everyone.

Looking into the eyes, I only felt that the heavens and the earth fell into the extreme darkness. The mud tire was the pinnacle of the universe, and the ancestral aura could even be resisted by Jian Wushuang.

Located at the very center of the evil dojo, the mud tire smiled sullenly, and under the wave of his palm, the void broke into the abyss of heaven, while countless horror and strange souls struggled from within, sending out painful and hysterical crying.

The shocking magic sound shouted at the moment, the jackdaw and the young man were lost directly, and blood was pouring from their mouths and noses, and it was almost dead.

The scepter in the hand of Lao Zun gave a light meal, and the Blackwater Enchantment wrapped the two of them, and then pushed away from the fighting range.

The innumerable souls are all mud tires who madly engulfed and engulfed monks in this million years. Their uncomfortable resentment and the power of terror, even the swordsman, had to keep their hearts on the platform to avoid being eroded by the magic sound.

Tai Luo Excalibur started, but then it surprised him.

The tyranny of the Tailuo Jianjian fetus was unexpectedly released, and he may bite the master at any time.

Sword Wushuang frowned slightly, and put the Tai Luo Excalibur in the sheath, and then called out the invisible sword.

The invisible sword is formed by the purest sword intention after he mastered Wushuang Kendo, Xinghehuhai sword intention.

Is one of the Taiji Excalibur, one of the ancestors of Lianji Dao. No matter how fit or pure it is, it can no longer be compared with it.

In a certain way, the invisible sword is also the ancestor, and it belongs to the ancestors of Jianwushuang only.

Started with the invisible sword, Jian Wushuang did not stay at all, and directly released the first form of Xinghehuhaijianyi.

"Star."

The majestic view, the rules of the avenue are condensed in this sword, and it is turned into the sword of Chongxiao.

At the same time, a tremendous pair of treasures appeared in the back of Jian Wushuang, and he also wielded the heaviest sword.

The evil dojo collapsed in an instant, and the countless souls rushing out of the fissures of the heavens only came out and uttered a scream, and they all vanished in the vast sword.

Hundreds of thousands of pillars rose up, completely crushing the layout of Qiting mud tires.

Under this contrast, even the big sun hanging above the star field faintly fell.

The Qiting mud tire has a deep and evil gaze, and a large array of compasses with cipher texts appears quietly, besieging Musou Musou and Lao Zun at the same time.

"Turn it into my nourishment, I promise to take you to find that arrogant realm." He opened his arms and looked at Jian Wushuang intoxicated.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, he felt that the large array of compasses under his feet was constantly weakening the divine power.

Immediately after the next moment, from that compass array suddenly rushed out countless grievance ghost hands, and madly dragged towards the two.

Lengheng Sword Wushuang was about to take the shot, but Lao Zun took his first step, and the black water scepter suddenly stopped.

The unique power beyond the level of divine power spreads like ripples in the waves, and the newly raised ghost hand directly perishes.

Even with the grotesque compass array, there were numerous cracks.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang stepped out in one step, with a steady momentum, held up the invisible sword in his hand, and threw it straight at the Qiting mud tire.

The brilliant divine power punctured the ancient darkness and hit him in the heart.

There was extremely bright light flashing, and the Qiting mud tire, which was almost cut into two sections by the invisible sword, stood blankly as if it had not yet reacted.

At the next moment, the void twisted rapidly, the mud tire smiled strangely, and the almost chopped body recovered instantly, leaving no trace of trauma.

Jian Wushuang's heart sank. In a million years, he has grown to such a degree?

Still with arms wide open, Qi Ting mud tire smiled sullenly, "I am Dadao, who can kill?"

Just after his words just fell, a scepter, like a pillar of Optimus, was directed at him and fell down.

Only heard the sound of "Bang", the left half of Qiting Mud Tire was directly broken.

An ancestor-level power surge that could not suppress the crazy spout, he groaned loudly, covering the torn wound hard.

Jian Wuwei exposed the sarcasm, "Just dare you dare to call Dadao? Are you afraid of this newspaper?"

Reluctantly to stop the energy released in the body, the Qiting mud tire has already weakened to another level.

Looked at him bitterly, and Qiting's mud tire turned around directly, turning into thousands of faint lights scattered in the void.

"Want to go?" Jian Wushuang sneered, reaching out in the void for a while when the rule of the road collapsed and collapsed.

And the mud tires that turned into scattered light were directly caught by the rules of these avenues and could not move at all.

"No, you can't kill me!" Perhaps it was a premonition that he was facing the great horror of life and death, and Qiting's mud tires were terrified.

"I am the incarnation of the rules of the Dadao, no one of you can kill me!" He continued to yell.

Using the supreme supernatural power, after compressing it into a dust-sized shape, Jian Wushuang looked at the mud tire struggling between his fingers and was ready to kill.

But to his surprise, although the figure of the mud tire was easily twisted out ~ www.readwn.com ~, but after a while, it reunited again, which is extremely erratic.

"He has surpassed the rules of this universe, you can't kill him." Lao Zun said calmly.

Jian Wushuang also understood it when he thought about it, no longer insisted on killing the mud tires, and then extracted his source to seal it up.

After doing all of this, he took a breath. Before the disappearance of the Qiting mud tire, he became a heart disease for millions of years. After being suppressed, everything finally returned to the right track.

"This is finally completely settled down." Jian Wushuang slightly sighed.

"What is the next step?" Lao Zun asked.

Sword Musou replied, "Return to Yunxiao Palace, after finishing some things, lead the army into the virtual universe, and destroy it completely."

Lao Zun nodded and did not speak again.

Using the power of the avenue, Jian Wushuang waved his hands back to restore the star field that was destroyed by the battle.

The spring grass was resurrected, the refuge water was surging again, and all creatures were bred in the meantime.

However, the countless monks who were trapped by the Qiting mud tires could not be resurrected. With the rebirth of everything, countless corpses gradually turned into a cup of flying sand.

Feeling a tingling pain from his body, the young monk comatose on the coffin board woke up from the coma.

"What's going on, I remember this place has not been destroyed yet?"

Looking at the grassy ground, the young monk murmured, but soon his eyes turned to himself, and he could not help but exclaim. .

Saw that his entire body escaped countless white mans.

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