Legend of Swordsman Chapter 770: Golden Armor Ancient Sword Warriors

"Yunfan, he has become a demon!"

"Elder Duke Yunxian Fairy Palace, to deal with a god-level little guy, even turned into a demon?"

"This sword is unparalleled ..."

The distant Zongmen powerhouses who have already retreated in the void have a strange look.

And the five-meter-high silver armor ancient **** Yunfan, which looted out of the giant pit, stared at the sword Wushuang with silver eyes.

He never expected that Jian Wushuang would push him to this step, but just after a fierce battle, he already understood that although Jian Wushuang was only a god, he had extraordinary strength.

"Boy, you can be proud of being able to push me to this step, but that's it, too," Yunfan growled.

"So far?" The sword has no double-sided indifference, even if you see Yunfan turn into an ancient god, there is still no change.

"I don't think so."

Jian Wushuang spoke coldly, and the moment his voice fell, the power of the blood in his body burst out instantly.

Bang Rong ~ Jian Wu's eyes exploded with dark gold. Immediately, his body began to skyrocket at an alarming rate.

In just a few moments, it has been transformed into a fifteen-meter-tall ancient gold armor god.

This scene surprised everyone present when they met.

"This, is this?"

"Gold armor, gold armor demon!"

"Oh my god!"

"Too big, too big, I've never seen such a tall demon."

There was a loud noise all over the world, and there was a sound of anger in the noise.

"Yes, it's him!"

Wizou Mozong, a purple-haired demon strange man with wide eyes and frightened face.

"Kang Jing, have you seen him?" The Prom. Demon Strong next to him looked over.

"I've seen him in the Tianqi Mountains, beheading Xia Yuan." This Kang Jing growled.

In the Tianqi Mountains, he ran together with Xia Yuan, Anyang, and another Promised Demon strong, but encountered an extremely scary one-star Jinjia ancient god. Four of them died and three of them died. Only he escaped by chance.

At that time, he saw with his own eyes that the one-star Jin Jia ancient **** killed Xia Yuan.

Jian Wushuang hasn't turned into an ancient **** just now, and he didn't expect to go there, but now Jian Wushuang became an ancient god, and he immediately recognized it.

There is no doubt that Jian Wushuang is the one-star gold armor ancient god.

"You said that Xia Yuan was killed by this sword Wushuang? How could it not be that Xia Yuan died in the hands of the demon gods?" A few of the endless Prom Sects were stunned.

"It's him, it's him!"

In the imperial dynasty camp, a purple-haired woman shouted in horror.

Jian Wushuang had just arrived in the Tianqi Mountains. For the first time, he encountered three of the imperial dynasty. As a result, Jian Wushuang beheaded and killed two of them. Only this purple-haired woman escaped.

The purple-haired woman now recognizes Jian Wushuang.

Similarly, in the ten days of the Tianqi Mountains, every strong man who has met the sword unparalleled has recognized him.

On the ground, two towering figures stand facing each other at a distance.

The silver armor ancient **** transformed by Yunfan, although it can also be called tall, can be called a small point in front of the fifteen-meter gold armor ancient **** transformed by Jian Wushuang.

Yun Fan's eyes were cold and cold, and he looked at Jian Wushuang. The cold voice spit out of his mouth, "It turned out that you were the gold armor demon who blocked me at first, no wonder you came straight to me, but you never deal with ancient The strong of the door. "

"Yes, it was me who blocked you at the beginning." Jian Wushuang admitted generously.

"Hehe, you said before that you hid for a hundred years in the eternal realm of life and death. Now it seems that it is a joke at all." Yun Fan chuckled, "If you really hid there for a hundred years , Then where do you get the chance to turn into a gold armor demon? "

People around me also watched Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang's previous words did not have any convincing power to them. Now when they see Jian Wushuang becoming a demon, they are even more convinced that Jian Wushuang has a big secret on his body.

"Gold armor demon!" Many people around showed greed.

The strong men from all sides of the sky dome are eager to be transformed into demon gods, which is enough to increase their strength to a large level.

But after so many years, only a few people have turned into demon gods, and almost all of them are bronze armor demon gods.

Yun Fan, luck is the best, and he has only become a silver armor demon.

But now, in front of them, someone turned into a gold armor demon?

How does this keep them from shaking.

Seen by so many people, Jian Wushuang's expression did not change at all. He looked at Yunfan coldly and drank, "You have too much nonsense, I said, as long as you can beat me, I I'll follow you to Yunhai Xiangong. I can tell you what you want to know. "

"Very good, that deity is no longer polite." Yunfan said, "Just because this deity is too undervalued and too underestimated, this only gives you a head start, but now it is different, just Let me see, what kind of strength has you, the peerless genius of the ancient gate, spent a hundred years in the realm of life and death and eternity.

Yunfan stood there, and the dark cudgel in his hand soared in volume, and the mighty mighty power burst out slowly.

After hearing this, everyone around him nodded secretly.

They can all see that although Jian Wushuang had the absolute advantage just now, they even smashed Yunfan twice to the ground below, but it was clear that Yunfan was too undervalued at first. Put Jian Wushuang in my heart, and that's a bit of a loss.

Now, Yunfan is obviously going all out.

"I would also like to know, the elder of Yunhai Fairy Palace, the eternal realm who is recognized as the second-best strength in the heavenly dome, how strong can he be?" Jian Wu's eyes were indifferent, while he spoke The sword of Shao Di in his hand had skyrocketed to ten meters in length, and a wave of shocking sword intentions swept wildly around.

The dark golden light permeated in his eyes, a skyrocketing warfare had already skyrocketed.

Jian Wushuang at this moment, his blood is already boiling.

Deep in his head, he kept screaming for a while.

"War! War! War!"

The war is overwhelming, and the sword is overwhelming.

It seems that the mighty warrior of Jian Wushuang felt the sky, and the strong men of the various sects who watched the battle in the nearby void held their breath.

Everyone is watching.

The vast world, at this moment, also fell into a dead silence.

The crow is silent and the needle drop is audible.

Hoo ~ There is only a faint breeze passing through the void.

But this subtle voice sounds like the drums that are suddenly ringing on the battlefield.

On the vast ground, the two figures that originally faced each other across the distance, took time and moved at the same time.