Strongest Eccentric Consort

call out! call out! call out!

Several sword auras suddenly radiated from Jian Wushuang's body, he snorted, and several sharp silver swords hovered around him.

He has been the most outstanding kendo genius for several years in the Tianshan Sword Sect-except for Lou Qianxue of course.

He is second only to Lou Qianxue in the battle of Saint Son!

In this flourishing age of martial arts, his cultivation, seriously, even higher than Lin Qingge.

It's just that the Sacred Tower Array fetters his every move.

"puff--"

He opened his mouth and spouted a stream of blood. The blood was clearly dripping, densely suspended in the air, and then turned into bright red blood, dyed on the sharp sword suspended all over him.

The original cold and sharp sword instantly turned into a monster blood red.

At the same time, a more terrifying aura diffused from the several blood red monster swords.

Several blood swords trembled in the void, and they rang out!

In the iron cage, the Sect Master of the Tianshan Sword Sect looked at this scene in amazement, the sword technique used by Jian Wushuang was not the sword technique of the Tianshan Sword Sect.

Before this battle of the saint son, this world-renowned number one swordsman had been in the lower reaches of the world, and he did not return until the eve of the battle of the saint son.

He experienced a lot of life and death outside, and he naturally got a lot of good things, and he also had his own way to save his life!

"go with!"

Jian Wushuang gave a low cry.

call out! call out! call out!

Several long swords exuding monster blood, with an unstoppable force, fired all around...

"Ok?"

Lin Qingge was taken special care of because of his attack on Mu Zhanfeng, and most of the monsters and blood swords were shot at him.

At that moment, a sense of extreme danger instantly grabbed him.

He was shocked, and he didn't care about Chao Mu Zhanfeng's shot, so he hurriedly avoided the blood sword.

It's just that the blood sword seems to have eyes, and before the sword hurts him, it will actively track it!

All of a sudden, there were blood swords chasing after the guards of the tower and the power of the tower in the field!

"So strong! Is this the power of the first sword in the Profound Sky Continent?"

Many people secretly exclaimed when they saw this scene.

Even some of the great figures of the holy tower watching on the holy tower are in a mixed mood at this time.

Unexpectedly...Prince Ziyu would do that, not to mention that Mu Zhanfeng would be so strong!

"He is able to get rid of the suppression of the Holy Tower Great Formation, even for that moment, it shows that he has also realized a trace of Martial Ancestor power... This time, the strength of the predecessor of the Saint Child Competition is really terrifying!"

Some people sighed and said among the great figures of the tower.

Some people even hesitate: "They are so young, so they have such achievements, if they are given time...or else, even if..."

"Shut up!" Before the person finished speaking, someone coldly reprimanded: "It is rumored that there are martial ancestors in other continents! Only my Profound Sky Continent has no martial ancestors, they just realized a trace of the power of martial ancestors, It does not mean that he can become a martial ancestor. On the contrary, he is only one step away from the martial ancestor! For the Profound Sky Continent to be able to appear a martial ancestor, for the holy pagoda, in any case, we must get the holy luck in their hands. And Ming Wen!"

The holy fortune in the holy land is transformed by the blood of the martial ancestor. The inscription on the white jade seat possesses the spiritual power and spiritual insights of the martial ancestor.... In every battle of the saints, the lines on the white jade seat are are different!

From the beginning, they sent ten disciples into the Holy Land, just for those holy luck and inscriptions!

It's a pity that the Holy Tower disciples could not get it! If the Holy Tower disciples got the holy luck and those inscriptions, how could things get to the point it is today?