Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1582: Let’s kill the ring

These true gods of Sixiangfu have not shot all together before, which is a jeopardy of the identity of Sword Unparalleled.

Jian Wushuang, after all, is the best disciple of Xing Chen's pulse. If they killed Sword Wu Shuang, Xing Chen's pulse will definitely go crazy. Sixiangfu also does not want to completely tear his face with Xing Chen's pulse, so Ming Knowing that Jian Wushuang might have killed the Qingling true **** before, they did not want to kill Jian Wushuang, but just wanted to capture Jian Wushuang.

Furthermore, Jian Wushuang is nothing more than a world god. It is excessive for them to let the four top-level void gods join forces to suppress them. If all the gods rush together, it will surely make people laugh.

But now ... seeing Jian Wushuang's strength, plus the people who Jian Wushuang didn't care about killing them, these true gods in Sixiangfu are also angry.

I don't care about any identity.

Many true gods swarmed up and killed the sword Wushuang directly from all directions.

Jian Wushuang is standing there, watching all this indifferently.

He doesn't have any hatred with Sixiang Mansion, but Sixiang Mansion now wants to put Duan Lingfeng to death.

Duan Lingfeng is his friend. Whoever kills Duan Lingfeng will kill him. There will never be a trace of mercy.

"Killing one is killing, killing a group is also killing. In this case, I am going to kill today!"

Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, reverberating in this world, and a violent explosion from his body burst out from him.

The Blood Peak Sword in his hand also trembled wildly, seeming to be cheering because of the imminent killing.

The next moment, the sword is double!

Om!

The dense phantom suddenly burst.

"What?"

"So many phantoms?"

"Where, which one is true and which one is false?"

The multitude of true gods who came in was taken aback,

I saw the emptiness in front of them, all phantoms marching strangely, and there were nearly a hundred phantoms at a glance!

Be aware that Jian Wushuang ’s mere appearance of eighteen phantoms is already terrible, enough to scare them, the true gods of the void.

Now a hundred words?

These true gods are all stunned.

But at this time, Jian Wushuang's deity appeared on the side of a true god, and the blood peak sword in his hand was chopped out.

The faint humming of the sword sounded, and when he heard the sound of the sword, the consciousness of the true **** was already drowsy.

After the third invasion, Jian Wushuang ’s soul power has also been greatly improved. Now he has reached the extreme limit of the true **** of the void. The soul attacked by him now, even if he does not perform the secret elemental skill Only the soul attack integrated into the sword art, but still has to have a strong sense of consciousness at the peak of the Void True God to be able to resist.

A general **** of vanity is completely irresistible.

Jianguang passed by easily. The true **** had no ability to struggle and was already killed.

Then sword Wushuang's deity one illusion appeared on the side of the second true **** again. The same sword light whistled, and the ending was the same.

In a moment, the two true gods are killed, and Jian Wushuang's figure continues to move.

Third, fourth, eighth ...

Slaughter!

It is obvious that nearly forty true gods are embracing each other in an attempt to kill the sword unparalleled, but now they have been slaughtered by the sword unparalleled.

Jian Wushuang's body is so weird, there are nearly a hundred phantoms, they can't judge where the real body of Jian Wushuang is, they can only watch Jian Wushuang appear beside a real god, and then Sword out and kill the true god.

Under the attack of Jian Wushuang's soul, these true gods are just like fools. No one can block Jian Wushuang's sword.

Every swing of his sword will kill a true god.

These forty true gods, at this moment, have become the living targets of Sword Unparalleled.

Jian Wushuang only killed them, but they could n’t even touch Jian Wushuang ’s hair. Occasionally, some real gods were furious and shot wildly, but they only encountered the shadow of Jian Wushuang and they cast Instead, the attack spread to his neighbors.

These situations, completely reduced to living targets, startled these true gods.

"Escape, run away!"

"Run away!"

For a moment, these living true gods fled madly toward the rear, all of them desperately fleeing, but in the process, several true gods were beheaded by swords.

Sometimes, these true gods finally fled into the distance.

At this moment, these true gods are gathered again, looking at the corpses of the void in front of them, and then looking at the few true gods still standing around them, these true gods are suddenly silent.

Seven!

Yes, the true **** who survived the mad slaughter of Jian Wushuang, and escaped, including the bald man, Tong Yizheng, and Zhong Huozhen, including only seven people!

You know, since these true gods rushed up to now, their seven true gods fled to the void, and only two breaths passed.

Two breaths, but only for a moment.

But, in this extremely short period of time, nearly forty true gods, and only seven were slaughtered by the sword unparalleled!

Silent!

There is silence between heaven and earth!

Only the sound of the faint cold wind whistling in the air, the wind blew over the corpses, and the air was filled with a strong **** smell.

Some strong men are hiding there around this battlefield.

The strong are not from Sixiangfu, but for the reward of a billion chaos crystals. When Sixiangfu locked the position of Jian Wushuang and Duan Lingfeng within one billion miles of the Fire Magic Cave At the same time, these powerful men also searched here, and immediately noticed the movements here.

They all saw the scene just now.

A true god. In just two breaths, there are nearly forty true gods. Only seven people are slaughtered.

These powerful men also set off huge waves.

"Did you just record the scene with a mirror image?" A bronze-skinned man looked at a red-haired girl next to him.

"Remember, record." The red-haired girl nodded slightly, but her eyes were shocked.

"That's good." The bronze-skinned man focused his head, but his eyes were full of strong light.

On the battlefield, there is still silence.

Jiang Wushuang held the sword alone, and there was a faint blood dripping on the blood peak sword blade.

"I was indeed an ordinary person during the 21,000 years of rebellious repairs. Not only does he have no strength, but he does not sense the existence of any heavenly path. On the other hand, I naturally came up with a lot of enlightenment, and the samsara and space-time paths I have enlightened on have been greatly improved! "

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