Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1584: Eternal True God

"Boy, suffer!"

An angry drink rang through the world in vain, and an ancient silver sledgehammer appeared in the hand of the sizzling Xuewu Zhenshen. eww ㄟ w ん

At first glance, this silver sledgehammer is as huge as a mountain, and it is extremely heavy.

Xuewu Zhenshen held the hammer alone, and a layer of silver armor was revealed on his body. The whole person turned into a world-fighting **** of war, and the air in front of him blasted towards the sword without a hit.

The magic power of the sword Wushuang is also completely wielded, and the eyes are shining with brilliance.

"I want to see, how strong is the eternal true God!"

With endless excitement, Jian Wu's double figure burst out suddenly.

Two streamers, head to head, collide together instantly.

Hard hit!

"No regrets with one sword!"

Boom!

Chongtian Sword Yi swept up instantly, this Sword Yi took a wave of perseverance, and wanted to break the whole sky.

Voids are completely frozen, extremely cold.

"Booming Hammer!"

Xuewu Zhenshen wields a sledgehammer, and his offensive is much more violent than Jian Wushuang.

The silver sledgehammer crushed the void and slashed down. The mighty power had not yet been revealed, but the void in front of it had been blasted out of a huge cave.

It seems to blow the whole sky.

Oh!

A loud noise, immediately after the sound rang, immediately a ripple of divine power swept out.

The sword has no double-sided color and suddenly sinks. When the silver sledgehammer hits his blood peak sword, he can clearly sense a huge force transmitted from him, even if this huge force is weakened by the blood feather reincarnation. The impact on his body still caused his blood to tumble a little, and the arm holding the Xuefeng Sword was even hemp.

Jian Wushuang's figure exploded directly, and he retreated hundreds of miles away before he stood firmly.

"Good power!" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but marvel.

They are also true gods, but the eternal true gods in the second stage are much stronger than the void true gods in the first stage.

Only this magical aspect is absolutely crushing.

"This Xuewu Zhenshen, I'm afraid I haven't tried my best." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

At this moment, Xue Wuzhen, who was wearing a silver armor and soaring into the sky, shook the ancient silver sledgehammer, and struck him again.

The majestic breath is crushing like a stormy sea.

"Hard, I'm not his opponent."

"However, it's not just that the two are strong enough to fight each other."

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, then fluttered in shape.

Fully ninety-nine phantoms emerge at the same time.

Each of these ninety-nine phantoms is extremely fast, like ghosts, easily piercing through the void and killing Xuewu Zhenshen, even though Xuewu Zhenshen can't tell for a moment which of these phantoms is the sword Unparalleled true god.

"This way?"

Looking at the overwhelming and dense phantom in front of him, Xue Wuzhen was also surprised.

Om!

A slight burst of air sounded and the sound was very thin, but Xuewu Zhenshen was still aware of it for the first time.

"Behind me!" Xue Wuzhen's gaze fixed, and he turned in vain, just to see the sword Wu Shou, who was stabbing directly into his heart.

"Go!"

As Xuewu Zhenshen drank, the silver sledgehammer in his hand immediately turned into a silver lightning rage.

The silver lightning blasted the void and easily blasted the swordless twins in front of him.

"Phantom?" Xue Wuzhen's face changed slightly.

"Your degree, it's too slow."

The cold voice sounded beside Xuewu Zhenshen's ear, but a fierce swordmang was silently directly on Xuewu Zhenshen's silver armor.

The silver battle armor is a true god-like chaotic treasure, and its body protection ability is very strong. Under the sweep of this sword light, there is a silver light. Xuewu Zhenshen just stepped back in shape, then He paused immediately, he just wanted to fight back, but Jian Wushuang's figure disappeared in front of him again.

"This kid's body is so weird." Xue Wuzhen frowned and followed his figure, and saw that four thick arms suddenly extended from him, plus himself At this moment, he has six arms, and he has a sledgehammer on each of his six arms.

"Six arms?" Sword Wushuang looked.

"Kill!" Xuewu Zhenshen screamed, his figure was instantly killed, and six arms were waving at the same time.

Jiang Wushuang has already completely exploded his body, but although his body is strange, Xue Wuzhen ’s feet are full of six arms at the same time, and he can completely resist his offensive relying on his body. , And the counterattack again and again, can also force him to be quite embarrassed.

"I won't waste time with you!"

Xuewuzhen's eyes suddenly became cold. Behind him appeared a tall ancient phantom. This phantom looked like a strange beast, but also a giant, but he couldn't see it at all. In appearance, at the moment, with the mouth of Xuewu Zhenshen, this tall ancient ghost image also opened his mouth wide.

"Roar!"

A terrifying roar echoed suddenly.

This roar carried the horrible sound waves, which shattered the surrounding void, but around Xuewu Zhenshen, Jian Wushuang was also affected by this horrible sound wave and could not help but reach out to him. Ninety-nine phantoms disappeared under this sound wave.

"Boy, I found your true body."

Xuewu Zhenshen had a smirk in his mouth, and his cold eyes had completely locked Jian Wushuang.

The next moment, he made a stride.

Above his six arms, the six sledgehammers all exorbitant power.

Like a **** of war.

"Eighteen Heavenly Fires!"

Driven by the powerful divine power of the eternal true god, these six sledgehammers were smashed at the same time.

A hammer followed by a hammer.

In an instant, it was 18 hammers, and each arm used 3 hammers.

Each hammer has the power to easily kill ordinary Void true gods.

These eighteen hammers were obviously cast in succession, but they came towards the sword unparalleled almost at the same time.

"It's the Eighteenth Heavenly Fire!"

"Master Xuewu's best trick!"

The real gods in Sixiang Mansion are showing horror.

Jian Wushuang is a gaze, a supreme sword will suddenly rise, wanting to tear the **** of this world.

Following the sword in his hand, he slashed out very quickly.

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

A loud bang resounded wildly in this world.

Every loud noise, every collision, makes the void gods watching around the throat agitate.

They know very well that if they encounter such a collision with their strength, they are afraid that there is no room for survival.

(End of this chapter)