Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2027: Torment

The second round of qualifying starts soon.

A strong man at the beginning of the chaotic realm, advances to the battle in the order of their respective draws.

And among the crowd, Qiu Ming, the man in the purple robe, kept his dignity.

"Brother Qiu Ming, you don't have to worry too much. Although the power of the beast is overbearing, as long as you are not stupid to go against him, it is still a battle force, not to mention that this beast is only a lone one What great mystery can a strong man have? How can it be compared to the mystery of your Qiu family? "Lin Tianhao looked over.

"Well, that's true." Qiu Ming nodded, and he felt a little more confident in his heart.

It didn't take long for Jian Wushuang's turn to play against Qiu Ming.

Oh!

Jian Wushuang flashed in the empty space in front of him. He looked at the man in the purple robe Qiu Ming who was walking slowly with a smile, "Hurry up, don't grind, if it is If you're afraid, you just give up, and I'm too lazy to fight against you. "

"Admit defeat, it's up to you?" Qiu Ming's eyes were cold, and he turned his hands, and a black spear exuding Sen Leng's beads appeared in his hand.

"Start." The vicissitudes of the old man who presided over the qualifying battle said.

"Haha, come on!" Jian Wushuang laughed loudly, and his body was already out, like a living brown bear rushing towards Qiu Ming.

The horrible fierce breath completely covered this Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming was startled, but the hand holding the spear was a bit harder again, and when Jian Wu's stature was about to come in front of him, his shape was stunned.

Like ghosts, two jumps in succession, with a spear in the hand, and two beams of light formed by the convergence of divine power towards the sword.

Sword Wushuang's big hand smashed the two beams with a wave, but when he stepped out to shoot Qiu Ming, the latter's figure had already moved to the side again.

"What do you guys jump on and off, have the courage to take a punch from Lao Tzu." Jian Wushuang pretended to be angry.

"Stupid, knowing that you are strong, would I collide with you head on?" Qiu Ming smiled coldly, and after a brief fight, he was more confident in his heart.

"Tian Hao is right. This guy has nothing but brute force, but other aspects are very ordinary. With my Qiu's unique body magic and my marksmanship, as long as Be careful, you can always press him to fight, even play him, this battle, you can win! "

Qiu Ming's eyes are shining brightly, his figure is constantly moving, and he keeps away from the sword with the sword, and at the same time, he uses his body to flexibly and continuously use the marksmanship to go away.

For a time, Jian Wushuang was completely passive.

"Asshole, asshole!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes stared like bronze bells, and his complexion became extremely red. Obviously, it was angry, and it felt like there was no way to take the other side.

But around everyone thought that Jian Wushuang was going to be defeated to the extreme, only to find a flash of madness in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

Oh!

Now Qiu Ming wields a spear into a serpent. At this moment, the sword is backing towards the sword Wushuang. Normally, in this situation, the sword Wushuang should retreat to avoid the spearhead, but sword Wushuang is here For a moment, he turned abruptly, ignoring the assault from the assault, and letting the gunner bombard his body.

Oh!

A deep, loud noise, Jian Wu's double shape barely shocked, but he never backed off, but the fists in his hands blasted out one after another.

"Boy, you can also pick me up and try!"

"Fist of the Beast Emperor, Eighteenth Style!"

Boom!

A huge fist, like a tall idol, is fiercely impacting Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming apparently did not anticipate this scene, and was too late to dodge, and was hit by this fist.

"Oh!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body looked like a kite that had fallen out of line, unable to flew towards the rear.

In this battle, the sword is unparalleled!

"Hum, son of a bitch, I really ca n’t help you when I get you."

Jian Wushuang gave a cold hum, scolding him, while patting his chest where Qiu Ming had just been pierced by a spear.

There is a white mark left by the spearhead, but it is just a white mark.

The crowd watching around was shocked.

"This guy, he resisted Qiu Ming's attack and defeated Qiu Ming?"

"A very strong deity, resisting Qiu Ming's attack without any damage, and his body is still. He immediately defeated Qiu Ming after coming out. This deity is really too strong.

"The strength is stronger, the **** body is stronger, the only weakness is estimated to be in speed and shape, but his overall strength is still terrible."

The people sighed.

At most, they thought that Jian Wushuang could only be ranked in the top ten in the early stages of this chaotic many chaos, but now, at least, they can be ranked in the top five.

Of course, this is just what they think.

As for how strong Jian Shuangshuang's strength is, as long as he does not show it, no one knows.

After defeating Qiu Ming, Jian Wushuang retreated to the edge of the battlefield, stood there with a big grin, in an outrageous gesture, and in the dark, the three masters of the Nine You Saints who were staying inside the Blood Peak Sword were joking at the moment. Sword unparalleled.

"Sword Lord, how does it feel to bully the little one?" Emperor Luo smiled.

"Sword monarch, you are too good to pretend. If I hadn't waited until I knew your truth, I'm afraid you would only be a arrogant and stronger god." Jiujiao Emperor also laughed With.

Jian Wushuang is full of bitterness: "Three don't make fun of me. If you want to come, you know that fighting a fierce battle with these little guys is harder than fighting a great emperor. "

The fact that Jian Wushuang said.

The fierce battle with the emperor, at least he is upright, without any restraint, and the strength can be completely exploded.

But in this qualifying battle, he was tied up. From words and deeds to bursting out of strength, he was trying hard to disguise, especially in the fierce battle, his control over strength, speed, and so on. How hard is it to grasp the right benefits?

This battle is a torment for Jian Wushuang.

He'd rather go to a mighty battle with the Emperor.

"Be patient, but there are still a lot of battles waiting for you." Lord Jiuyou laughed.

"Sure, Lord Sword, the three of us are too high to show up, these things can only be given to you." Emperor Luo also knew.

Jian Wushuang felt helpless.

Everything is smooth in the next qualifying battle.

Jian Wushuang defeated another chaotic early stage and entered the strongest nine.

Nine people then started a one-on-one battle, that is, one person had to fight each other with the other eight, so the best five were selected.