Legend of Swordsman

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This sword, scarlet is like an endless sea of ​​blood, it is a blood peak sword.

The opponents he now faces are, after all, real strong men at the top of the sixth step, so he doesn't dare to carelessly, and naturally takes all his strength with one shot.

Seeing Jian Wushuang fighting with the Purple Eagle, the head of Hong Tong frowned, but did not stop, and the other three-claw blood eagle guards around them also gave way to give way, leaving a battlefield.

"dead!"

The purple carving was fierce by nature, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were vaguely murderous. When the figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, he had already wielded the sword with a purple thunder, and slashed towards the sword. Come.

Hiss ~~~ Daoguang easily tore open the void and marked a huge space crack.

Speed ​​is incredible.

But in the face of this sword, Jian Wushuang looked very calm. With the movement of his wrist, the huge blood peak sword had already blocked the sword.

clang!

There was a loud noise, two arrogant powers, making direct contact.

"Stopped it?" A hint of wonder appeared in the purple eagle.

It should be noted that his sword technique is known for its fierce speed, especially speed. At this moment, he burst out with all his strength, how fast the speed of the knife light is.

Of course, despite being blocked by a knife, Zidiao didn't care too much. I saw him snorting, and the next moment his fierce sword broke out.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Each blade of light is as fast as lightning, making it hard to see at all.

In just an instant, this purple carving slashed hundreds of knives in succession, each of which was not only fast, but also extremely tyrannical.

Under such a crazy offensive, the sword has no two-sided color but is very indifferent. The long sword in his hand is still snatched out naturally, one after another to resist.

The Purple Eagle is attacking insanely, while Jian Wushuang is resisting.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

In a short breath time, the two men on the battlefield have already faced each other hundreds of times, each time generating a huge roar, shattering those decorations in the temple. Fortunately, this temple has been specially led by Hong. Refined by means of attack, the attack of the two people could not cause damage to the temple.

This fierce battle has continued in high-speed collisions.

The Purple Carving was already doing his best to completely explode his sword, but in the end the sword unparalleled all resisted, and the resistance was very calm.

"How is that possible, kid?"

Purple Eagle glanced at Jian Wushuang in amazement, but the anger suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Carved!"

A surge of spiritual power.

Wow! A predatory knife light appeared in vain, as if an eagle opened its wings and suddenly plunged down at its prey. The knife light was mercilessly cut off. Don't split a huge crack in space in an instant.

It's too fast, and many three-claw blood eagle guards in the surrounding area are surprised.

This knife is amazing.

It can be seen that this knife light strikes, and Jian Wushuang is still loose and windy, and the sword is rushed out, stunned, and collides with this knife light again.

Purple Eagle's strongest trick is also his strongest sword, still blocked by Jian Wushuang's front.

"impossible!"

The Purple Eagle was finally shocked, but this shock quickly turned into madness.

"I don't believe it!"

A low drink came out of Zidiao's mouth, and the Zidiao eyes became scarlet, and then a step, the figure stepped out again, and he was planning to wave the sword again.

But just then ...

From the fierce battle to the present, it has been only passively resisting the attack of the Purple Eagle. Jian Wushuang, who has never taken the initiative, has suddenly raised his eyes.

Those cold eyes glanced at the Purple Carving, the next moment a strange force swept out.

Ancient mystery, fantasy god!

Fantasy mystery is aimed at consciousness.

After unfolding from the sword without hands, and then passing through the amplitude of the blood disintegration stone, this conscious attack became particularly arrogant.

This consciousness is like an invisible sharp spike, stabbing towards the Purple Eagle.

The Purple Eagle didn't notice it at all, and his eyes were still scarlet, and he wanted to continue to fight with the sword unparalleled.

Hum!

The invisible sharp spike slammed into the eagle's consciousness. It was as if someone held a huge drumstick on his head and knocked it on the head. The eagle trembled all over, and his eyes instantly Becomes hollow.

At this moment, his consciousness was plunged into unprecedented chaos. Although this chaos lasted for a short time, it took a moment to work.

But that was the moment when Jian Wushuang shot.

On the battlefield, the sword flew without both hands and wrists.

Sword out, sword out!

It's clean and neat.

And the head of the purple eagle in the temple had flew to the rear.

When he flew, his gaze was still empty, and he did not fully react until his head fell to the ground.

Om ~~~ A large number of spiritual powers are madly gathered, and the body of the purple carving is combined with the skull again at a time ~ www.readwn.com ~ Although Jian Wushuang shot and cut off the purple carving, he did not smash the purple carving's life core As a strong eternal realm, the Purple Eagle naturally does not really die.

At this moment, this fierce battle is finally settled.

"What, how?"

The purple eagle, who reassembled his body, widened his eyes and stared at Jian Wushuang, muttering constantly in his mouth.

The other three-claw blood eagle guards looked at each other in the surroundings, and looked strangely strange.

Before that, the Purple Eagle obviously looked down on Jian Wushuang, thinking that Jian Wushuang had just become a three-claw blood eagle guard, and his strength must not be stronger.

As a result, the Purple Eagle was defeated by Jian Wushuang in front of so many people, and his head was also beheaded.

This is definitely a big mouth for Zidiao.

The purple eagle was now bleeding, afraid.

"Boy, do you have a means to directly attack people's consciousness? I didn't check it for a while, it was so sinister." Zidiao's crazy roar sounded in this temple, "I don't agree. If it wasn't for your insidious means, it would be me to win."

"Don't agree?" The sword was cold without a double-sided color.

He had been sympathetic to his men, but the purple eagle was a little ignorant.

"enough!"

A cold drink rang, and the whole hall became quiet immediately.

The purple carving that Ben still wanted to say, stopped at this cold drink. He turned his head and looked at the commander Hong at the top of the palace. "Master, I don't agree, this blood peak, He just relied on that sinister conscious attack method. Weakness on the true strength, he was definitely inferior to me. "

"Oh, right?"

Leader Hong Tong glanced at the Purple Carving, and a icy flash of light flashed through his eyes. "If you had just been sympathetic to Xuefeng, do you think you still have a life?"