Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1750: Enemies are narrow
Jian Wushuang's figure just stopped, and he immediately made a "wow" sound.
He previously forced the second seal of the Kyushu Seal, which was too heavy for his body and damaged his body. He was then attacked by the chill of the ancient dragon, burned with all his internal organs, and wounded.
Just now, he was thrown by a star star. Although this throw was to save him and get him out of the battlefield, the power it contained was really amazing. In the process, his injury was aggravated again.
By now, his condition is quite miserable.
Jian Wushuang resisted the severe pain from his body and looked around.
After seeing the surroundings clearly, his pupils have shrunk sharply.
"Here ... is Fanatic Overseas?" Jian Wushuang's incredible face.
It should be noted that although the triangular island where he had previously sunk and disappeared, although it is not the inland sea of the Vatican Demon Sea, it is relatively deep in the open sea. If it is at the speed of the sword Wushuang, come from that triangular island to Vatican. Magic Overseas, at least one or two years.
But now, just a throw!
With a throw, he threw him directly from that battlefield to the Fanatic Overseas!
What is this strength?
What means is there?
"One star."
Jian Wushuang has deeply remembered the name.
He knows that this time he was able to escape from the dead thanks to the help of the one-star senior.
Otherwise, he would have been swallowed by that ancient dragon.
"I don't know what this senior's identity is. Looking at his appearance, it seems to be related to Qixing Xuanzong, and the person who fights with him ... may be the antagonist of Qixing Xuanzong." Jian Wushuang muttered. With, "Anyway, this human relationship, I have the sword in mind."
One star saved him and even gave him a chance.
The palm he cast has been deeply imprinted in Jian Wushuang's mind, and that palm has been invaluable to Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang is groaning, but suddenly ... in the distance, three streams of light rush forward.
"Huh?" Jian Wushuang frowned, and when he could clearly see the three figures, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
Of the three, two of them knew Swordless.
Thousands of gods Lan Qian, Zhenquan Zhenshen, the two strongest of the Xiao Xiao Bao Dian, they had collided with him in the eighth lair.
Jian Wushuang's prestige is achieved by stepping on the shoulders of these two powerful men.
Now the two sides have met again in this Brahma overseas.
"It's really a narrow road for enemies." Jian Wu's eyes were cold.
The three figures also paused, and saw the sword unparalleled suspended in the void, and the figures of the Emperor Qianlan and the true God of Hanquan were shocked.
"Sword unparalleled!" Qian Lan Shenjun shook his hands fiercely.
"It's him!" The true **** of cold spring showed fear.
In the first battle of the Eighth Lair, Jian Wushuang destroyed the Emperor Qian Lan heavily, and then suppressed the cold spring true god, which cost Ling Xiao Baodian a great deal before returning.
Thousand Lan gods are unparalleled to the sword, that is full of anger, and the true **** of the cold spring is extremely fearful.
It's the same true god. Hanquan true **** is good. He is also a strong player on the list of true gods. But before the sword has two sides, he still can't stand the slightest courage.
"Is he the streamer that just burst out from the Brahma Sea?" muttered the **** Qian Lan.
"Lord Qianlan, let's go quickly." Hanquan Zhenshen said with a hint of panic.
Qian Lan Shenjun nodded slightly. He played against Jian Wushuang and suffered a great loss. Without a certain reason, he naturally did not intend to fight against Jian Wushuang again.
But just as the two of them turned to leave.
"Wait." The eagle-cloud true **** next to him who had never spoken stopped him.
"Thousand Lan gods, Hanquan true gods, don't you two find the breath of this sword unparalleled, does it seem very weak?" Yingyun Shinto.
"Weak breath?" Qian Lan Shenjun and Hanquan Zhenshen also carefully looked at Jian Wushuang.
At this point, both eyes are fixed.
Indeed, the sword is unparalleled at this moment, the breath is very weak, and it is also extremely weak.
They even feel like the sword's breath may be wiped out at any time.
"What's going on?" Thousands of Lan Lan frowned, "He just came out of the Brahma Sea. Could he have encountered a crisis in the Brahma Sea and was seriously injured?"
"It's very possible." Yingyun Zhenshen nodded and smiled: "When he just came out of the Brahmin Sea, he didn't come out by himself, but a state of involuntarily, as if being Life is thrown out in general, no accident, he must have encountered something in that Brahma Sea, seriously injured, and strength, it will certainly decline significantly. "
"Mr. Qian Lan, this is a rare opportunity for us."
Hearing this, Qian Lan's face also became cold.
There is a grudge between Jian Wushuang and Ling Xiao Bao Dian, and the grudge is deep!
Jian Wushuang made Ling Xiao Bao Dian eat such a big loss, and even made a joke for Sheng League. Such hatreds, of course, Ling Xiao Bao Dian did n’t want to take it, just because Jian Wu Shuang has strong strength, And with the backing of stars, it is not easy to kill him.
But now ... this is in the sixth lair. No one can come to the rescue from the veins of the stars. Jian Wushuang himself is also seriously injured.
This opportunity is indeed rare.
"This opportunity is not to be missed." The **** Qian Lan shook his hands and flashed a light in his eyes. "Hanquan, Yingyun, the two of you retreat to the distance first, don't let the sword Wushuang find a chance to take you They were captured. "
"Yes." The true **** of cold spring and the true **** of eagle cloud nodded.
With the lesson of the true God of Hanquan last time, since they are going to do it this time, the two true gods will naturally retreat far away.
When the two true gods retreated, Qian Lan Shenjun slowly walked towards Jian Wushuang.
"Sword Wushuang, don't come without worries." Qian Lan Shenjun's mouth had a playful smile.
"It was the Emperor Qianlan of Lingxiao Palace. It was not long before you and I met. I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but it looked like a light cloud, "Why?" , The last injury, so soon? "
"Hum!" Qian Lan Shenjun could not help humming.
Last time he was carelessly injured by Jian Wushuang for the time being, creating the reputation of Jian Wushuang, which was a shame to him.
"The old man didn't check for a while last time. Now that I saw him again today, the old man would find it back." The **** Qian Lan had a loud voice, his palm was turned over, and a crimson stick appeared in his hand The arrogant breath also spread from the body of Qian Lan.
"Want to get started?" Jian Wushuang grinned, waved his hand, and two golden lights lit up suddenly.
(End of this chapter)