Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1629: Last hand

"Reincarnation world!"

With a big wave of sword Wushuang, the surging forces of rebirth surged up, forming a stream of gray air, these gray air frantically condensing finally formed a huge gray world.

This gray world directly oppresses the red-haired burly man.

The red-haired and burly old man has four heads and four pairs of eyes and pupils are exhaling strong evil spirits at this moment. Even in the world of reincarnation, his breath has not weakened.

At the same time, his eight stout arms moved at the same time.

Eight arms, either a fist, a clap, a claw, or a fingertip, are perfectly matched by the other methods of attack.

In addition, his four heads sometimes opened his mouth wide, emitting horrific sonic attacks in his mouth, or flashing lightning bolts in his eyes.

For a while, Jianchao Jian of the whole Dynasty greeted him.

"Oh my god!"

Jiang Wushuang worked hard to fully realize the sentiment of reincarnation, time and space, and his close-kill ability. He could fight this red-haired and burly old man, but it was still suppressed or even crushed instantly , Just one face-to-face

Oh!

Jian Wushuang's figure exploded wildly.

After standing still, he can feel the trembling and tumbling sensation in his body, as well as the severe pain from his shoulders and chest.

On the blood feather reincarnation of those two parts, there are marks left by the claws and fists.

"I was hit twice by him, and I was stunned by sonic attacks. This close-kill ability." Jian Wushuang secretly muted.

Awful!

With four heads and eight arms, the close-kill killing ability revealed by the perfect cooperation of the attack method is far more terrible than any strong person that Jian Wushuang has encountered.

"Ancient god, who is good at close-killing, and in combination with this unique peerlessness, among the many ethnic groups in the chaotic world of ancient times, it can definitely be called the first-killing of close-killing. Now the ancient **** that fights with you Fortunately, there are only four heads and eight arms. At that time, my old master, King Luo Zhen, had cultivated eight heads and sixteen arms, and he was an ancient **** of the eight-star royal family. If he killed himself in close proximity, it would be like a human star. Two or three of the powerful men of this level joined together, and he was not afraid of it! "The king's voice sounded.

Jian Wushuang can't help but admire.

The Lord of the Xingchen Palace and King Luozhen, the ancient **** of the eight stars, are at the same level, and their strengths should be similar.

But Shanbi's close-killing ability, with eight heads and sixteen arms, King Luo Zhen can compete against two or even three star palace masters, which is definitely not empty words.

The ancient gods are recognized as close firsts.

"I ’m close to killing him like this. My body skills and swordsmanship are useless to him. I can only rely on the tricks." Jian Wu's eyes fixed, his body's divine power surged wildly.

The golden ape wearing a golden armor covering his body is also roaring in the sky, immediately holding the sword with both hands and raising it high.

The moment it was lifted, the sword that was enough to take over the world also rose.

On the void of this sixth floor, hum! Hum! Hum!

A total of sixteen **** sword shadows condensed quickly in the void.

Each of these sixteen blood-colored sword shadows is suffocating, like an eternal true god. If you encounter any of these sword shadows, you will be shocked.

But at the moment, these sixteen blood-colored sword shadows are suddenly superimposed and merged together.

Booming

The larger sword image formed by the fusion of sixteen **** sword shadows is powerful.

"Wang Zhonglang, kill!"

Jian Wushuang screamed sharply, and the long sword in his hand slashed down. The new sword shadow formed by the sixteen **** sword shadows was suddenly cut out fiercely.

At this moment, the world is moving.

Majestic!

And seeing this huge **** sword shadow, the eight eyes of the red-haired burly old man's eyes were all shrunk.

Following him, his sixteen arms all gathered together.

"Eight pole **** mountain."

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

I saw the towering giant golden mountains suddenly coming down.

Each of these golden divine mountains is so tall that it emits a dazzling golden light. Under the count, there are a total of eight such magnificent mountains.

The eight magnificent mountains appear in front of the red-haired and burly old man, and they form an obstacle.

When the sword-shaking sword that Wushuang swayed came down, the sword slashed on the foremost mountain in front.

The first Manzhang Shenshan was split in an instant, and then continued to the second and third.

Break through the five **** mountains in one breath, but when the sixth ten thousand **** mountains, the **** sword shadow was greatly hindered, and it was only a moment before the sixth **** mountain was reluctantly defeated, and the remaining power was split To the seventh mountain, it is no longer able to break through the obstacle of the seventh mountain.

Soon, the sword shadow dissipates completely.

Jian Wushuang stood there, looking at the two magnificent mountains that still existed in front of him, but his face was abnormally dignified.

"My strongest trick, Wan Zhonglang, was so easily resisted by him?" Jian Wushuang muttered.

"It's not easy. He is using the eight pole gods of the four great sects. This is the only one of the four great sects of ancient gods to defend. Although he used to block your sword skills, but The consumption of his ancient **** power is certainly not small. "King Wang said.

"This is what he said, but he finally stopped it, and my means have been almost exhausted, but he still can't help him. He continued to fight with him, was suppressed, and was finally killed. Absolutely. It's me. "Jian Wushuang frowned tightly." There is no way but to use the last hole card. "

The final hole card, Jian Wushuang was originally not intended to be cast.

Unfortunately, the strength of the sixth-level gatekeeper is far beyond his imagination. It is not only the six-star ancient **** at the top of the second extreme. The key is that the ancient **** he has used is extremely powerful.

Jiang Wushuang can only use that trick.

Om a wonderful power rises from Jian Wushuang and spreads all over the body in an instant.

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"I only have one breath."

"Kill!"

Sword without twins stepped fiercely, rushing out like ghosts.

"Are you still struggling?"

The red-haired and burly old man looked at Jian Wushuang, followed by a fierce finger on his right hand.

Void is broken, a huge giant finger exuding endless light appears out of thin air, and it is the fifth finger of the ancient god, a finger!

Big finger strikes, the blood peak sword in the sword without hands is a fierce wave.

A relentless sword rips the air, tears everything in the world, and smashes the giant finger in front of it in an instant.

(End of this chapter)