Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1408: Eight battles and eight wins!

When these three dragons appeared, many pupils around them shrank.

Jian Wushuang just defeated Xiao Yue with these three magic dragons.

But now, the opponents of these three magic dragons are Xia Feng stronger than Xiao Yue.

"Hum!"

Only heard Xia Feng's cold hum, and then the golden urn in his hand gave out extremely bright golden light, using both hands, the two golden urn appeared through the void directly above the heads of the three magic dragons.

Oh! Boom! Boom!

Three low-pitched roars rang out, and the arrogant divine power exploded. At this moment, the heads of the three demon dragons were blasted by life, and a large amount of soul power escaped.

While Xia Feng's figure was shaking, she appeared before Jian Wushuang, without any fancy, two golden handles smashed one after another.

Jian Wu's eyes narrowed and he didn't dodge, but the tortoise on his body suddenly shone out to dazzle.

Clang! clang!

Golden turtle smashed into the shell of the tortoise, and the giant tortoise trembled wildly, but there was no trace of collapse.

"This turtle shell is quite stiff."

Xia Feng couldn't help but admire it, but it was abrupt. He had a rush of golden light on his body. It was originally only two arms. At this moment, there were two thick arms extending out, four arms. Each arm was holding a golden handle.

"Break me!"

Xia Feng shouted violently, his four arms waved together, and the four handles of the golden cymbal all carried immense power and smashed towards the black turtle like lightning.

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

I heard only a series of violent impact sounds, and Jin Zhen hit the turtle shell again and again, each time causing the turtle shell to tremble violently.

As the golden turtle hit the turtle's shell more and more times, the entire turtle started to crumble.

"This Xia Feng's strength is obviously much stronger than that of Xiao Yue. It is indeed a disciple of the Star Palace." Jian Wushuang secretly exclaimed, but followed him suddenly and looked up.

"Xia Feng, don't you want to teach me the illusion? I meet your requirements!"

While Jian Wushuang was speaking, a thick blood light burst out in his eyes.

This thick blood is like a huge blood-colored sun, scarlet and dazzling, so everyone in the audience can't help looking at it.

Xia Feng naturally saw the 'blood' sun for the first time, and the surrounding scenes turned instantly. He has reached the first floor of boundless hell.

"It's a fantasy!"

"Break it for me, break it !!!"

Xia Feng roared loudly, and the consciousness in the sea of ​​knowledge burst into madness, trying to escape from the illusion.

But at the moment, the sword unparalleled in the cover of the black turtle was a fierce charge, and the blood peak sword in his hand suddenly swept out.

"Break !!!"

Xia Feng is roaring physically and mentally. With his perseverance and consciousness, he finally broke away from the illusion.

"Get out of here!" Xia Feng just showed his joy, but a cold sword light continued to enlarge in his eyes and pupils.

It's too close. It's too close.

When he reacted, he was unable to use any means to resist.

Oh!

Jian Guang paused for less than a centimeter from his throat, and then a cold voice came.

"Xia Feng, you lost!"

The voice is indifferent without any emotion, but it can stop in Xia Feng's ears like a bombshell.

"How come?" Xia Feng was trembling, and he was unwilling.

After all, he has freed himself from the illusion, but as a result, he still lost!

"A little bit worse, a little bit worse!"

"If I can break away from the illusion earlier, I will have time to resist his sword skills!"

Xia Feng murmured, he already saw the reason why he lost to Jian Wushuang.

After all, it's still a little worse in consciousness, and I couldn't break away from the illusion earlier.

After all, Jian Wushuang can take the shot when he is caught in a fantasy, and although he has broken away from the fantasy, he is slightly slower in time, and it is too late to resist Jian Wushuang's sword skills.

"Jian Wushuang." Xia Feng looked up and looked at Jian Wushuang again. "Your consciousness and this fantasy attack are indeed very strong. No wonder you can defeat Na Luoquan so easily. Entering this place The eight other disciples in the second round of reincarnation, except for Ling Feibai, are afraid that no one can block you. Even if you break away from the fantasy, you have no time to resist your sword skills.

"As for that Ling Feibai, his consciousness has already reached the level of the triple heaven peak, and it is impossible for him to rely on your illusion alone."

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

"Okay, announce the results." Xia Feng looked at the law enforcement elder next to him.

The law enforcement elder also announced the result immediately. The victory in this battle is still swordsman.

But although this War Sword Warrior has won, many disciples still feel sorry for Xia Feng, because Xia Feng has been freed from that illusion. Unfortunately, it ’s a little bit slow to resist the sword. Sword art performed by Wushuang, otherwise ... whoever wins or loses this move is really not sure.

On the endless galaxy.

"Even Xia Feng was defeated by this sword Wushuang. It seems that the only one who can defeat him in this round of battle is Ling Feibai."

"Well, this Xia Feng is actually a pity. If his consciousness is stronger, he doesn't need to be too strong. As long as he is a little stronger and breaks away from the illusion a little earlier, then he will defeat Jian Wushuang. Hope. "

"It's a pity, but it's not absolute, because I always feel that the sword is unparalleled, and I still have some hole cards or means."

"I feel the same way."

"Haha, keep watching."

The law enforcement elders laughed at random, and they were all in a good mood.

They are very happy to see the fierce fighting of His Majesty's disciples.

On the starry sky, reincarnation warfare continues.

The next battle is the same as what Xia Feng said. The remaining disciples, except Ling Feibai, can resist the fantasy of Jian Shuangshuang. Even if they can resist the breakout, they have no time to block the sword. The sword techniques that Wushuang performed at the same time could only be defeated one by one in the hands of Jian Wushuang.

Time passes. After half a day, this round of war is nearing completion.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's nine games have been played for eight games.

In these eight matches, he met eight disciples, but the result was eight matches and eight wins, only the last match.

And his opponent in the last game is the same genius who has experienced eight battles and eight wins. His name is Ling Feibai!

In the vein of the stars, the two heavenly **** disciples compete for the battle. The final reincarnation battle is won by the strongest two!

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(End of this chapter)