Legend of Swordsman Chapter 118: Desperately!

"Death!" The sword in the swordless hands reappeared silently in front of the third golden-faced killer. The golden-faced killer still had no time to respond and was killed directly.

"How is that possible?"

"How can it be so fast?"

The rest of the gold-faced killers are terrified.

They don't know. Jian Wushuang's perception of the wind sword is extremely high, and he can already use the sixth sword in the virtual sword technique!

Xu Jian, how terrible it is known as the first sword of the Tianzong Dynasty?

The sixth form of Void Sword is terrible.

Jian Wushuang played against Xiao Mang because the latter was too strong, and Xiao Mang was also aware of the wind and mood, and his perception was even higher than him. Therefore, even if the sixth form of his virtual sword skill is fully used, it is also very good. Difficult to threaten Xiao Mang.

But if you use virtual swords to fight against this group of golden-faced killers who are not even qualified to enter the Dragon List, it is a complete slaughter.

A sword comes out, and the terrible speed bursts out. These gold-faced killers have no room to struggle at all.

"Fourth." The sword-unparalleled long sword swept out again, spanning a distance of ten meters in an instant, directly penetrating the throat of the fourth gold-faced killer.

But right after he killed the fourth gold-faced killer ...

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang raised his head fiercely, but found that a dark shadow appeared in his sight. It was originally dozens of meters away from him, but this dark shadow came to him in a flash. The speed in front of him is like a teleportation.

"This speed!" Jian Wushuang was startled, and the black shadow was already a fierce palm and slammed directly at his skull.

The fearful power of this palm makes Jian Wushuang's heart stunned. There is no doubt that if this palm was shot on his skull, he could be killed instantly.

At the critical moment, the sword with three hands stabbed out without hands, pierced through the void, and stabbed directly into the palm of this shadow.

Oh!

The palm collided with the sword front of the three-killer sword, but the palm was not directly pierced. It was still invincible, crushed with unparalleled terrible power.

Jian Wushuang only felt a huge force coming from his arm, his throat was immediately sweet, a blood spewed out, and his shape was like a cannonball, which burst out fiercely.

Peng!

Jian Wushuang's body hit heavily on the ground ten meters behind, causing the ground to crack immediately, but his body continued to roll backwards, rolling directly along the ground and rolling out his feet again. It was tens of meters away and fell into the Jingyue Lake.

Silent, the whole Jingyue Lake is silent.

Everyone stared wide, looking at the figure of the black robe suspended in the void.

Black robe, purple face, and most importantly, he walks in the air!

The identity of the person is immediately clear at a glance!

"Purple Face Killer!"

"Yin and Yang Virtual Reality!"

"The purple-faced killer of Xueyulou actually shot it himself?"

"It's over, the swordsman is over, it's dead!"

Everyone is screaming.

The yin and yang vanity powerhouses are not many in the entire tianzong dynasty. It is rare to see one on weekdays, and the purple-faced killer of Xueyulou is more horrible than the ordinary yin and yang vanity powerhouses. .

A purple-faced killer shot himself, only Jin Dan Xiaocheng's Jian Wushuang. Few people at the scene thought he could survive.

"Boss!"

Su Rou took a look at Jian Wushuang, who was slowly sinking, lying on the water of Jingyue Lake, his eyes flashed, and his beautiful face became stunned at this moment.

"You, **** it!"

Su Rou stared at the purple-faced assassin in front of her, a sudden breath of soaring sky rising from her.

This breath has been raised a few times before, but never before has it been so strong.

The terrible breath was so strong that even the purple-faced killer couldn't help but look at Su Rou immediately.

"This girl ..." The purple-faced killer saw Su Rou's increasingly scary breath, and his mouth twitched.

At this moment Su Rou feels very dangerous to him.

Su Rou is glaring at the purple-faced killer, and whispered coldly, "Old thing, die!"

The huge sword in his hand slashed out sharply ...

Wow!

The giant sword rolled over, and easily passed through the void, so that there was a buzzing and violent wind breaking sound in the air, and the fierce Jian Feng Sen Leng also swept across the ground. Wow, the ground cracked open. A large fissure wide enough to exceed two meters.

Mighty.

The purple-faced killer didn't dare to carelessly when he fixed his eyes. At this moment, his right hand was clenched, and the majestic spiritual power burst out. Without hesitation, he punched out with rage. On the occasion, a crisp explosion from inside his body also rang through the world.

Oh!

The two collided, but the purple-faced killer snorted, and immediately exploded, hitting a tree tens of meters away.

click!

The big tree obviously couldn't withstand this terrible impact force, and it burst directly.

"This, this power ..." The purple-faced killer looked at his still numb palm and looked up at Su Rou again. "This girl is actually a person from that place? By this alone, You must not kill her. "

At this moment, Su Rou, after her strongest blow, her breath has begun to fade, and the beautiful face is also full of sweat. Obviously, there is no more power to fight, but at this moment her silver Teeth clenched, still staring at the purple-faced killer.

"I don't dare to kill you." The purple-faced killer shook his head and had no intention of entanglement with Su Rou. He walked out of shape and appeared over the surface of that Jingyue Lake.

As for Su Rou, at this moment, he can only look at it, but he is powerless.

"Boss!" Su Rou shivered, staring at the lake.

Jingyue Lake is extremely calm on the lake. As for Jian Wushuang's figure, it has long disappeared.

In Jingyue Lake, Jian Wushuang is surrounded by the endless lake, but his eyes are open.

Wow!

A mouth, a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

The super strong in the yin and yang realm is indeed much stronger than the Jin Dan martial arts. Just one hand, just one hand, caused him serious injuries. He even felt that he was completely cleaned. Displaced in general.

It's hot, it hurts extremely.

It is his limit to bear such an attack once. If he does it again, he will surely die.

"I had long guessed that since Xueyulou was doing something to me, it would never be as simple as the ten gold-faced killers on the surface, and the fact is true, but I did not expect that Xueyulou would deal with it. I ’m a Jin Dan Xiaocheng, and they all sent purple-faced killers. "

Even though Jian Wushuang was seriously injured, the war-fighting in his eyes was still towering.

"This time, you're desperate!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Mystery ... Soul Capture!"

Om ~ The whole Jingyue Lake shuddered.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's body seems to be a black hole that can hold everything. A force of life from all things in the heavens and the earth is bursting at him at an amazing speed.

With the infusion of the power of life, the breath on him also rose suddenly.

After a year, Jian Wushuang once again performed the Spirit Secret!

He's desperate!

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