Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1103: Myself

"Are you gone?"

Looking at the golden armored man leaving, Jian Wushuang did not have the slightest intention to go after him.

Actually, even if the man in the golden armor does not leave, Jian Wushuang will have to leave.

After all, Jian Wushuang has done everything, but it is just just one arm of the man in the golden armor. The latter's ability can be restored in an instant, and the combat power is still not lost.

Continue to fight, Bacheng is invincible.

"My style is perfect. After my perfection, the combination of fast and slow moods is the most important. The most important thing is the implied consciousness and evil spirit attack, but he easily resisted that consciousness attack. Affected? "Jian Wushuang secretly stunned.

Attack of consciousness, combined with the attack of evil spirits in the evil bead, the combination of the two, from the perspective of Jian Wushuang, even the high heaven can hardly be blocked, let alone not affected much.

"It is also a high heaven respect, but this person's strength is a lot stronger than the tyrants of tyrants, especially the consciousness, extremely arrogant." Jian Wushuang muttered.

"The powerhouses of these golden nations are from the chaotic world of ancient times, and they have all wandered through the chaotic world of ancient times. In terms of quality, naturally they are not inferior. Your Qinghuo Palace is also because of this giant battlefield. Only after getting a lot of chances and treasures, can I compete with Jin Guo, or else ... "The king's voice sounded in Jianshuang's heart.

Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly and didn't think much, but walked directly to the bronze stone pillar that the golden armor man had stayed before.

At the stone pillar, Jian Wushuang saw the word "kill" in the center of the stone pillar at a glance.

The moment I saw this killing ...

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Burning roar from Jian Wushuang's heart, the horror of the shock hit directly, causing Jian Wu's eyes to shrink fiercely, but his figure burst back a few steps away.

Backed a little distance away from the word "kill", the sword looked up again without both sides.

"The terrible evil shock is better than the evil shock I exhibited with the evil bead." Jian Wushuang secretly amazed, and at the same time knew in his heart, "No wonder the Jin Guoqiang can easily resist it. My consciousness attacked, he turned out to be staying in front of this stone pillar to practice. "

The word "kill" on this stone pillar contains such a terrible evil spirit shock. If this evil spirit shock can be used to hone one's consciousness.

The Golden Warframe man has been here before, apparently to hone his consciousness, which is naturally overwhelming.

"Jian Wushuang, this stone pillar's shock is pretty good. Would you like to learn from the Jin Guoqiang just now, stay here for a while and hone it?" Wang asked.

"Stay here to hone your consciousness?" Jian Wushuang groaned for a moment, but shook his head slightly. "No, although the blast of this stone pillar is overwhelming, but my consciousness is already overbearing. This blast of shock also has a honour effect on me. Not too much, it's not worth spending too much time here. "

"Also, the Jin Guoqiang has just left. It is difficult to guarantee that he will come back after a while. He may even bring other Jin Guoqiang with him, so I'd better leave."

After Jian Wushuang made his decision, even when he continued to go to the surrounding battlefields to fight.

Time passes by quietly.

...

This battlefield is really too big.

Although there are a lot of Celestial Strongmen and Jin Guo in the battlefield, but these people are simply inconspicuous in this battlefield.

Jian Wushuang also met the man in the golden armor before, and after 30 years passed, Jian Wushuang did not encounter another figure.

In these thirty years, Jian Wushuang has focused on some opportunities in this battlefield.

The opportunities on this giant battlefield are too numerous to count, let alone say that there are many marks of battle left by some strong ones, such as some knife marks, sword marks, etc., there are many, including Many are mysterious even after a long time.

These are all opportunities.

On a raised hill, Jian Wushuang sat quietly, looking down at the ground below.

There are five bottomless cracks on the desolate ground below. This is a huge claw mark.

This claw mark permeates a hundred thousand miles away, and even after so many years, this claw mark still has heartbreaking power. This power is also extremely violent, fast, with A little pure yang.

Jian Wushuang has been on the hill for two years. In the past two years, he has carefully studied some mysteries left by this claw mark.

In this claw mark, it is quite similar to his Chiyang Kendo.

But after all, it was just a trace left in the fierce battle, and it was not intentionally set by the strong man, nor did it contain any picture. Jian Wushuang also stood up for at least two years and stood up went.

In the void, Jian Wushuang slowly moved forward, but with a faint smile on his face.

In the past 30 years, he has been wandering in this unexplored area by himself, and he also got some chances. Although these chances are very subtle, they add up to a lot of his strength. As for treasures, He also got a few magic soldiers, which are worth more than 2,000 points. It can be said that he has gained a lot.

Just then ...

"Huh?"

Jiang Wushuang's expression suddenly moved, and his pace stopped subconsciously.

I saw that he flipped his hand and immediately took out a note, which was the one given to him by Tang Emperor, which could sense the position of his nearby companions.

Since he left Qinghuo Palace and wandered into this gigantic battlefield, he has never encountered the strong in his own camp.

"It's so easy to meet your own person, and you are still in this unexplored area, say hello in the past." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and then, following the instructions of the order, swept toward the strong side of his own camp. .

In front of a mountain made entirely of purple spar, two figures are suspended side by side.

These two, one of them is a black robe, with a lean face, a light breath, and looks middle-aged.

Another is a hump-backed old man with short stature and bright eyes.

"I feel that thing should be under this mountain." The humpbacked old man said.

"In this case, what are you waiting for, just go straight in." The black robe was lean and middle-aged.

"Don't worry, someone is coming." The old man with a humpback stared into the void beside him, looking indifferent.

Sure enough, in his sight, a figure slowly came.

"It's okay, it's my own."

The old humpback laughed.

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