Legend of Swordsman

A fine ghost-like Yan Xian took a step forward and said with a high arrogance, "Get me off the boat! After entering my whirling days, everything will be under our control, and if you know each other, you will be able to return you a way of life Otherwise, they all die without a burial place! "

No one would believe the words of these desperate men. Jian Wushuang was sure that even if the archers sent the spars of these ships, the desperate men would never let them go.

Everyone was ridiculed, and Chunqiu pulled out a long knife from the waist.

With the existence of the one who can destroy the supreme monster with his own strength, it is inexplicably reassuring.

"Go away." A simple and concise word echoed through the world from Jian Wushuang's mouth.

All the gangsters were startled, and then they laughed at each other.

A total of ten Yanxian, nearly a hundred quasi-Yanxian, are terrifying to the extreme in any world.

And at most there were only five Yanxian in these ships, so they dared to speak eloquently. How could they not make them stunned and laughed.

The fine ghost grinned, when even pointing at Jian Wushuang blasted a huge wave of fire.

However, the next moment, waiting for Jian Wushuang's shot, the woman in the shirt named Zheng Ying next to him shot directly, and a thicker force burst into the sky, instantly destroying the fire wave.

Then Yanli castrated, went straight to the door of the fine ghost face.

"boom!"

The fine ghost flew directly hundreds of feet, and then barely stopped his body. A face was covered with dye shop, and the blood of the gods flowed from the Qiqiao.

Jian Wushuang glanced at the extremely cold woman in the shirt, and after a slight smile, he jumped to the bow.

Stretching his hand and pulling out the broken Tarot Excalibur in his waist, thousands of swords were brought together.

"Okay, since you are not willing to disembark, then stay here all wandering." The head and strong man smiled abruptly, and a great magical power surged in his palm.

A picture of Liu Yao and Eight Diagrams, which is very inconsistent with his shape, sprang up from under his feet, among which there was a horror force.

The two fists are all out, and a total of one hundred gossip shapes are like a dense net, covering all over the world.

Originally still holding the relaxed mind of Wushuang, seeing this system of gossip shape, could not help but be surprised.

These guys are definitely not like the wild fox Zen with the same smell, it is most likely a hidden secular ancestor of some kind of organizational system, in order to teach these moves.

The Tailuo Excalibur is broken, but the entire Tailuo Jiandian is in the heart of Jian Wushuang, and there are star points of Huamang condensed on the broken body of the Tailuo Excalibur, serving as the blade.

One sword is done, the initial star-cutting magical power is now the same as the same day, and it is turned into a sword of heaven to completely disperse the dense network-like gossip graphics.

Then, Jian Wushuang stepped on the bow of the boat, stepped into the void, and spurted out with a sword.

The violent sonic boom rang loudly, and ripples spread across the giant sea.

The strong man who stepped on the gossip shape gazed, his left hand pinched tactics again, and a more magnificent Taiji dense gang was in front of him.

The sword without any disadvantage was actually dissipated after piercing dozens of layers of Tai Chi.

The strong man smiled with pride and urged his body to bombard Jian Wushuang again.

As the two of them fought in the void, more than a hundred gangsters rushed towards the giant ship with a grin.

In their eyes, they were already regarded as lambs to be slaughtered, and rushed forward rushing forward.

"Buzz!"

A pure pillar rises, and the breath of Yan Xian's extraordinary peak is rushing out like a river.

The thin purple robe suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a gentle force like the breeze but irresistible rose, and directly caused the first ten robbers who had swept back.

At the same time, Zheng Ying also moved, and the big cloak fell to the ground. Her entire figure was like a hazy cloud of smoke standing on the outermost side of the giant ship.

Chunqiu opened his mouth, swallowed the words he stopped, and then stood side by side with Zheng Ying, waiting for him.

More than thirty other purple robes also jumped into the air together and began to fight hard.

With a sword chopping off the gossip treasures coming from all directions, Jian Wushuang's eyes became more and more prosperous. Today, none of these robbers can live. Otherwise, if they escape one, they will most likely suffer a counterattack.

It was another sword that forced the strong man back, and Jian Wushuang completely slayed his heart.

Immediately, the strong man only felt that his whole body was broken in the void, and a supreme power could bind it firmly, and he ran towards Jianwushuang uncontrollably.

A great horror between life and death flooded his mind. He didn't dare to hesitate any more, pinched his hands in succession, and thousands of layers of gossip treasures appeared around his body to cut off the invisible bondage.

However, Jian Wushuang had expected that the talented supernatural primitive universe had been released as early as possible, directly weakening him unconsciously.

The strong man was terrified, but it was hard to escape.

Jian Wushuang lifted his sword straight ahead, without any difference falling on his head.

The wailing sounded, but the imaginary origin was broken, and the scene of the god's annihilation did not appear.

Tai Luo Excalibur actually deviated an inch, and cut off his ears.

The strong man finally got rid of the shackles, clutching his blood-sprayed head and exasperated, "You dare to hurt me? Do you know that hurting me is the enemy of the entire whirling heaven!"

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, shaking his arms and flicking away the blood on the Tai Luo Excalibur.

"Okay, okay, then I will let you be completely buried in this whirling sky!" The strong man hated the sky, but the next moment was like a meteor, and he fled billions of miles in a blink of an eye.

The rest of the gangsters fled when they saw it.

Jian Wushuang used his magical powers, and only stopped after killing nearly twenty ancestors.

Rao is so, or more than thirty gangsters escaped.

Zheng Ying drifted forward, apparently intending to cut the grass.

Jian Wushuang reached out and pulled her out ~ www.readwn.com ~ and then shook her head, "The poor Kou Mochai, if attacked in this sea will be very troublesome."

Zheng Ying's face flashed unnaturally, flicking away Jian Wushuang's palm, and returned to the ship.

After releasing so many gangsters, this is something that Jian Wushuang did not anticipate. If it is really as he guessed, behind these gangsters is the so-called hidden world in the so-called whirling sky. May fight back.

"Brother Jian, what are we next?" Chunqiu asked.

He glanced at the dozen or so people left on the deck, and Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice, "Go forward at full speed and never stop in the middle."

The giant ship broke through the water, and every moment counted in millions of miles. Rao was traveling at such a speed. When he was about to leave the whirling sky, Jian Wushuang still felt that a strong atmosphere emerged from the end of his childhood.

The undercurrent was surging, and everyone's heart was calm. They did not expect that such revenge came so quickly.

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