Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1075: Battle of the Ancient Gods
"Hum!"
Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, clasped his hands tightly, and the power of the mighty ancient gods gathered in his right hand.
His right hand fist also released a strong dark golden light, and immediately burst out.
The silver armor ancient **** transformed by the battle array is also a fierce blow.
Two huge fists hitting each other head-on.
Hard-hit, this is a collision of power!
Oh!
A loud noise spreads the power of the vast ancient gods.
Netherness was twisted into a twist almost instantaneously, and a large and narrow space crack spread like a spider's web, spreading tens of thousands of miles, and the terrible power made the surrounding battlefield watch the battle. Many of the strong, all sucked in the air.
At the very center of the battlefield, the sword has no two-sided color sinking, but the figure is stunned but it has retreated a few steps away.
The silver armor ancient **** transformed by the war, but just backed off for a walk.
"How is that?"
Many of the ancient demon clan are surprised when they see this scene.
It should be noted that the silver armor ancient gods transformed by the nine ancient **** guards have reached the level of four stars, and although Jian Wushuang is an ancient **** of the royal family, it is only the top of Samsung, which is far from reasonable. The former, but in the end, this ancient silver armor **** just barely prevailed?
They do n’t know that Jian Wushuang is not just the power of the ancient gods of the Samsung royal family. He is also wearing a blood evil armor, which is enough to directly increase his power by ten times, which leads to Jian Wushuang. The power is also the level of heaven.
"Come again!"
Jian Wushuang didn't get discouraged after a crash and a downwind. His huge figure was rushing, and he was killed again the next moment.
The silver armor ancient **** transformed by the battle array also came bursting out.
The two behemoths are lightning, and they fight again.
Oh! Huh! Huh!
Jian Wushuang did not perform sword art, relying on his own hands and feet, but still fully exerted his close-kill ability.
He spent some time with the real ancient gods, and also played against many ancient gods.
He knows the killing methods of ancient gods very well.
Even if he doesn't use weapons, he can fully exert the power of an ancient god.
But the nine ancient gods are different.
Although they all awakened the blood of the ancient gods, they did not know as much about the ways of the ancient gods as swordsmanship. The most important thing is that they were the ancient **** battle formation formed by nine people. Joined the war temporarily.
Although this battle line is overbearing, the cooperation between them is not perfect.
Kung has a arrogant power that is comparable to the middle Tianzun or even higher, but it has not been fully exerted, at most it can only play 70%.
In addition, Jian Wushuang is an ancient **** of the royal family, and the blood pressure that he has always carried, also makes these nine ancient gods uncomfortable.
Under the constraints of so many conditions, the silver armor ancient **** formed by the battlefield has fallen into a disadvantage, and the disadvantage is still very obvious.
"Haha, go aside."
Jian Wushuang laughed, stepped fiercely, shortening the distance from the ancient silver armor ancient god, and his shoulder hit the silver armor ancient god's body instantly, making the silver armor The ancient **** stepped back and forth, and then the sword Wushuang waved his large hand, sweeping away the huge body of the ancient armor of silver armor.
"I obviously have the power of the four-star silver armor ancient god, but I can't exert it at all ... no fun."
Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.
Jian Wushuang didn't bother to entangle with this ancient silver armor **** again, and saw that his eyes flashed with brilliance, and the power of the vast ancient **** was condensed towards his right index finger instantly.
The ancient gods formed by the battlefield are very different from the real ancient gods. This gap is not only reflected in some of the ancient gods 'fighting skills, but also with each other. Similarly, there are some ancient gods' unique skills , Above the mystery.
Now, with the strength of Jian Wushou's index fingers accumulating, the horrible finger is pointed out.
"The first finger of the ancient god, breaking the world!"
Jian Wushuang also issued a low drink.
In time, a golden giant finger exuding horror fell from the sky.
This golden giant finger seems to extend from the ancient times, carrying an astonishing oppression, and after a short time, it points to the ancient armor of the silver armor formed by the battle array.
The ancient silver armor **** also desperately gathered the power of the ancient gods, and cast a furious want to resist.
But the end result ...
Boom, the world is silent.
The ancient silver armor **** flies backwards at an amazing speed. While flying backwards, the power of the ancient **** on his body is also shaking trembling, apparently has reached the edge of the crash, and formed the silver armor ancient god. At this moment, the nine ancient ancient gods of Wei also spewed a large mouthful of blood.
The silver armor ancient **** that has no match for the sword unparalleled has already lost momentum.
"Stopped my finger, didn't I crash?"
Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and then the fingers of his right hand began to gather the power of ancient gods again.
"One finger is not enough, then another finger!"
A sharp flash in Sword Warrior's eyes.
In the ancient demon family camp, the withered heart saw this scene, and frowned sharply, "The ancient **** battle formation, can't hold it, Dongming, you quickly get out."
"Me?"
Dongming Tianzun stood beside Kuxin Tianzun, his face became quite ugly.
If he is going to join forces with the ancient silver armor **** now, it will obviously be more bullying and less bullying.
If it's not usual for Dongming Tianzun to do so, but he can't take care of the situation at hand.
Oh!
Dongming Tianzun immediately turned into a scarlet streamer and shot straight out.
"Huh?"
Jian Wushuang ’s right index finger has been raised. He believes that he only needs to point out another finger. The ancient silver armor **** in front of him should be enough to break away, but at this time he found that the surrounding area was rushing and The scarlet streamer that came.
"Dongming Tianzun?" Jian Wushuang's mouth slightly tilted.
The battlefield powerhouses saw this scene, but it was a commotion.
"Is Dongming Tianzun? He's going to shoot!"
"That ancient **** battle formation already has the power of Tianzun, and now this Dongming Tianzun appears again. Is this two to one?"
"Well, that sword Wushuang is just an eternal state. How did the ancient demon family behave like this, a bit unjustifiable?"
"Well, it's eternity when swordsman is unparalleled? Look at his revealed strength. In addition, he is already an ancient **** of Samsung. The ancient **** of Samsung is equivalent to the Taoism of mankind."
A sound came from outside the battlefield.
Jian Wushuang, however, showed a bright smile, "It's good, let's go together."
The moment the words fell, a sky of war was rising from Jian Wushuang's body. At the same time, the Blood Peak Sword also appeared in Jian Wushuang's hands.
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