Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1520: White Robe Swordsman


"Jian Wushuang, you can't escape!"

"Stop it!"

The Zidong King and his lord are killing each other. Among them, the Zidong King is still approaching the sword unparalleled.

"Trouble!"

Jian Wushuang's brow frowned tightly, but suddenly ...

"Huh?"

Jian Wushuang's expression moved, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes. He clearly felt that there was a white robe coming galloping from the void less than ten thousand miles away.

Through the power of the soul, he can clearly see the appearance of the figure in the white robe.

"It's him!"

Jian Wushuang was so happy, but immediately turned the direction without hesitation, rushing towards the figure of the white robe.

He soon appeared in front of the white robe figure.

"Haha, Duan Lingfeng, I haven't seen you in a long time!" Jian Wushuang laughed heartily.

"Jiang Wushuang, it really is you." The man in the white robe carrying the sword raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang, with a smile on his mouth.

Duan Lingfeng ... It was a peerless genius that Jian Wushuang encountered in the crisis-filled ancient Xinghai when he came to the top ten cultivation holy places, and the two had a great friendship.

In the ancient Xinghai, Jian Wushuang rescued the two men escorted by Duan Lingfeng, and Duan Lingfeng and Jian Wushuang joined forces to solve a crisis of Jian Wushuang.

This is the same, and both of them are peerless geniuses.

After passing through the ancient Xinghai, the two separated because they had their own things to do. After thousands of years, Jian Wushuang didn't expect that he would see Duan Lingfeng again in this Wubeidong. And just when he was in trouble.

"Do you need any help?" Duan Lingfeng stood there with a smile, and he also noticed the existence of Zidong Wang and his lord.

"Of course it is needed." Jian Wushuang grinned, and his body stopped by Duan Lingfeng.

"The second Zidong king in the world **** rankings, and the sixth heart lord!" Duan Lingfeng stared at the two men who were chased from a distance, but his eyes were stunned. The next moment ...

Boom!

A shock of sky-rocketing sword suddenly exploded, and time rushed into the sky.

Most of the world around us seems to be completely caught in the sea of ​​swordsmanship.

Jian Wushuang stood next to Duan Lingfeng, and he knew the knife most clearly. His eyes and pupils shrank sharply.

"This sword is meant to be ... so it is." Jian Wushuang knew inside.

While the rushing Zi Dong Wang and his lord, both of them stopped suddenly.

"Good sword intention! This sword intention seems to be able to cut through everything in the world, but it makes me feel a little palpitated." King Zidong frowned and looked at Duan Lingfeng immediately.

White robe, carrying a sword, the sword is so powerful ...

King Zidong and Xinzhu immediately understood the identity of the person who came.

"You are the third white-robed swordsman in the world **** list?" King Zidong's voice was cold.

"The one who defeated the demon Milo?"

This time Wubei Dongfu was born, countless world gods participated in the fight for killing. Among them, many strange strong men appeared on the world **** list.

The mysterious white-robed swordsman is the strongest among these strange strong men.

He defeated the demon girl Luo Luo directly, ranking third in the world **** list, second only to the **** of destruction and king Zidong.

But it has been a while since this white-robed swordsman defeated Miluo, but he has not yet known his real name. Even in the ranking of the gods, the name is “White-pawed swordsman”.

Now, the white-robed swordsman really appears in front of them.

"The third place in the gods ranking, Duan Lingfeng, really has you." Jian Wushuang strangely said, as early as in the ancient Xinghai, he knew that Duan Lingfeng was a real genius, even the King of Kings highly appreciated it, After thousands of years, Duan Lingfeng's strength has obviously improved a lot.

"Don't you also rank fifth?" Duan Lingfeng smiled slightly. It must be noted that when he saw Jian Wushuang in Gu Xinghai before, although Jian Wushuang showed an amazing talent, he was not strong in strength. At the time, Jian Wushuang was just a heavy heaven god.

But now ... but one of the top people among all the gods in the chaotic world of ancient times. In terms of progress, Sword is faster than him.

"Baipao swordsman, what we have to deal with is Jian Wushuang. We have no relationship with you. If you want Bai Yanguo, we will share your share when we kill Jian Wushuang. How about it?" Zidong Dynasty Duan Lingfeng Looked over.

Duan Lingfeng's gaze toward King Zidong was unusually indifferent. "First of all, I'm not interested in Bai Yanguo. I came to this cave for purely to fight the strong!"

"Secondly, Jian Wushuang is my friend!"

"I have n’t had many friends so far, but Jian Wushuang is one of them. If you want to kill him, that means kill me!"

When the words came out, Jian Wushuang's brow lifted, and his heart was quite touched.

The face of Zidong Wang and Xinzhu became ugly.

"It seems that we can't talk about it, we can only do it!" King Zidong muttered.

"Who's afraid, who is going to do it?" Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and the blood peak sword in his hand was trembling fiercely.

Before him, he was the only one who escaped in the face of King Zidong joining hands with Xinzhu.

But now Duan Lingfeng is helping out, he really is not afraid of these two people.

"My purpose here is to fight against the strong, and the Lord is only ranked sixth in the world **** list. I am not interested. My opponent is King Zidong." Duan Lingfeng said.

"That being the case, the Zidong King will give it to you, and the Lord will give it to me to deal with it." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Huh." Duan Lingfeng nodded slightly.

After the two have a tacit understanding, hey! Duan Lingfeng took the lead.

Booming ~ The horrible sword is still full of heaven and earth. Duan Lingfeng has appeared in front of the Zidong King with an illusion of his shape, and the sword behind him instantly emerges from the sheath.

"Eleventh!"

The heavens and earth suddenly dim, and in this endless dim, a bright blood-colored knife light suddenly came.

Seeing this blood-colored knife light, even though the eyes of Zidong Wang were also shrinking sharply, but immediately there was a surge of divine power, all gathered in his palms. Both of his palms were wearing purple gloves. At this moment, it was purple.

"Purple Sky Fall!"

Boom!

The power of terror suddenly explodes.

While Duan Lingfeng and Zidong Wang played against each other, Jian Wushuang's figure also moved.

"Heartmaster, you and I were wary of the previous battle, and now, you and I will fight again!" Jian Wushuang's voice echoed.

"Well, whoever is afraid of whom, I just want to regain my ranking, the fifth in the gods list, it is mine!" The heart-lord was arrogant, the arrogant consciousness swept away, and reappeared in front of him instantly. Two tall headless soldiers.

Oh! Huh!

These two headless warriors armed with spears and their feet stomping in the void, rushed towards the sword unparalleled.

(End of this chapter)


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