Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4951: Jiang Liyan Return (Part 2)

How strong is the kendo that can destroy the fairy source of the Sixth Rank Dayan Immortal?

And how strong is the guy who can use this kendo?

"In other words, it was this junior who caused the shock on the road to the bones?" the middle-aged man asked slowly.

The heroic woman nodded immediately, "Yes, I just witnessed that battle, it was exciting enough."

"If it's him, it seems that it's time for me to wake up." The middle-aged man looked at Jian Wushuang, his mouth slowly conjured up a smile.

Jian Wushuang unconsciously felt a cold behind him. He could feel these two sword companions. Although they did not show any strength, they were definitely more terrifying than Rank Six Dayan Immortal.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized something.

The dead fairy bone said before his death that there were sword immortals on the white bone road. Are these two swordsmen the sword immortals? !

"That big guy still had the strength that he could barely see before his death. Now his strength after death is no more than three ranks. It is not impossible to be beheaded by a powerful swordsman. It just makes me a little curious,"

The heroic woman paused when she said that, and looked at Jian Wushuang with interest, "Junior, which sword is your own kendo?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words and nodded after a little thought, "Yes."

"If you really created it yourself, the future achievements are immeasurable." The heroic woman said, and then stretched out her palm to flick in the air.

In an instant, a picture scroll appeared in this chaotic void.

Jian Wushuang saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The battle between him and the dead fairy bones in that scroll!

In the picture scroll, the Tianhe River turns, and the bones of the dead fairy are finally penetrated by the Tianhe Xianyuan, all kinds of kneelings sit on the Bone Road.

Jian Wushuang never expected that the scene of the fight between them would be completely rubbed out.

This heroic woman is definitely an extraordinary swordsman!

When the picture scroll finally dissipated, the middle-aged man looked at Jian Wushuang, his eyes bright.

"It's really strong, I like this junior!"

"Come on, junior, fight with me for three rounds. I haven't seen such a good piece in a long time."

Jian Wushuang's eyes twitched slightly, looking at the extremely excited middle-aged man, then he said, "I'm afraid it won't work. I entered this place by mistake. I need to leave here as soon as possible. If I consume too much, I'm afraid I will be on the next journey. Will fall into a passive state."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "It turns out that you are going on the road, that would be easier. If you walk three rounds under my hands, we will all let you go all the way. If you It’s hard to say if you avoid fighting without fighting."

As he said, he patted the six long swords on his waist.

Jian Wushuang felt that the battle was big, and he could feel that these two invisible swordsmen were definitely more terrifying than they showed.

It doesn't seem to be a simple thing to last three rounds.

"How are you thinking about it?" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said with a meaningful smile.

After a short period of thought, Jian Wushuang replied, "Come on, let's talk first. I only need to last three rounds, and you will let me go."

"Happy!" The middle-aged man laughed loudly and flew directly to Jian Wushuang.

The hem of the black gold gown fluttered with the wind, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the six-handed long sword at his waist, unspeakably wanton.

And Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, an invisible sword condensed directly in his palm.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes shined again, "Invisible and innocent, using kendo as a sword, juniors, you are bold."

He then said, "Don't dare to say, the saber is destroyed, so I can only do this."

The Tai Luo Divine Sword was destroyed by Ding Beichun. This is the fundamental reason why Jian Wushuang condensed the invisible sword.

The middle-aged man smiled, stopped talking, and nodded slightly, "My name is Yan Fan, and that woman is my wife, named Jiang Li."

Jian Wushuang immediately bowed his hand, "Jian Wushuang."

"Kendo Wushuang, good meaning, let's start."

As the voice fell, the entire Wanggu battlefield was silent.

The middle-aged man named Yan Fan didn't seem to want to take the lead, but just looked at him with a smile.

Jian Wushuang converged his mind and purely competed in Kendo. He was not afraid. What he was thinking about was how to draw three styles in the next fight.

The next moment, Jian Wushuang moved, like a thunderous force, swinging the sword to the extreme speed, sharp and unparalleled blade, straight to Yan.

This unremarkable sword, even Dayanxian dared not underestimate it.

But then, a shocking scene appeared.

Faced with this sword, Yan Fan stood in place without evasiveness, and then raised the middle **** of his right hand to clamp the invisible sword that was slashing down.

The invisible sword that was transformed by Wushuang Sword's props was actually caught by **** at this moment!

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank, and he found that the Invisible Sword could hardly advance even more!

"The power is not small, but it is too impetuous, and it is easy to be seen." Yan Fan said with a smile, then pushed it away.

Backing a few feet, Jian Wushuang was completely solemn, and Yan Fan, who did not show any signs of dew, was like the sacred peak of Yuanzhu Yuezhi at this moment, making it impossible to guess what he was going to do next.

Yan Fan still smiled, pressing her right hand on the hilt of her waist and walking slowly to Jian Wushuang.

"Come again."

Jian Wushuang restrained his mind and prepared to compete again.

This time, however, he just raised the invisible sword in his hand and received a head-on blow.

Yan Fan's right hand, which was pressing the hilt around his waist, suddenly picked it up, and a long sword was directly unsheathed. With the hilt as the head, carrying infinity, it instantly hit Jian Wushuang's chest.

"Boom!"

All this happened so quickly that when Jian Wushuang reacted, everything was over.

He only felt that his chest was about to shatter, and his body retreated several tens of feet before he could digest the huge force.

The unsheathed sword returned to its sheath, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Fan still looked at Jian Wushuang with a smile, always in an unhurried appearance.

Rubbing his aching chest, Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth secretly. It was only these two fights that he fell into a passive state, almost suppressed by Yan Fan.

While this made him depressed, he also had a certain understanding of Yan Fan.

"From the moment I practiced swordsmanship, I just unsheathed, and I have finished it for a Chinese year. During that Chinese year, I only tried to achieve the speed of unsheathing. The ultimate, so as to take the lead."

"So far, none of the fairy gods can stop me from getting out of the sheath."

Yan Fan blinked, "How is it, are you interested in learning swordsmanship with me?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words and couldn't help but confuse himself.