Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1690: One enemy two

Void, already solidified.

Many powerful people hiding nearby are also holding their breath.

In vain ...

"Kill!"

A low drink, screamed from the cold spring god.

At the moment when this drink fell, the figures of the true gods of Hanquan and the true gods of Jiugong also suddenly attacked.

"Look at me."

Jiugong Zhenshen is full of a strong sense of destruction, like a demon who destroys the world, and he holds a large black sword in his hand.

"The Qingyou God is gone!"

Boom ~ Sky and Earthquake.

The black sword in the hand of the true **** of the nine palaces is a continuous imagination at this moment.

Every hallucination has a suffocating terror power. It has had 15 hallucinations, and the black sword in his hand has been chopped fifteen times.

Jian Wushuang is still standing on the ground, and the fifteen sword lights that destroy the world are attacked and killed at an instant.

Each of these fifteen sword lights is enough to easily kill the top chaos true gods, and each one is enough to make those strong around the battlefield frightened.

The sword Wu's eyes were frozen, his majestic powers surged up, his figure jumped, and the blood peak sword in his hand was also waved out.

Clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

The sound of dense crowds sounded one after another.

Every impact hits the void, plunging the world into a storm of destruction.

After fifteen full impacts, the power dissipates, while Jian Wushuang is still standing in the devastating storm.

"The sword method is good, but unfortunately the power is a bit weak." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly.

"This boy ..." Jiu Gong Zhenjin's face changed slightly.

His Qingyou God is destroyed, and fifteen sword light bombards one after another, but it is stronger than one sword, and he exerts it with all his strength. Even if the top ten of the true **** list is to resist, it is not easy, but the sword Wushuang gave him this move with ease.

"Dead!"

A cold, low-pitched sound suddenly sounded, and the void suddenly pierced behind Jian Wu's body.

The whole world becomes drowsy at this moment, and in this drowsy world, a glimmer of light suddenly flashes, whistling in the void, Jian Wushuang standing there, faintly heard that there is Wanlong Qi behind Qi screamed, and at the same time, an astonishing cold forced him.

But he didn't bother to look at him behind him, but just split it with a backhand sword.

A seemingly simple sword, but it contains the majestic power of the mighty, which directly overpowers people.

Peng!

A loud noise brought the heavens and earth back to normal, and the gloom dimmed, and even the figure with the true God of Hanquan burst out.

"Good strength!" Han Quanzhen's eyes shook with amazement and yelled, "Jiugong, this boy is very powerful, far more powerful than me, but his perception of the power of heaven, Not high, don't compete with him for strength, rely on skills, kill him! "

"Understand." Jiu Gongzhen's gaze was cold, and the destruction of his body soared again.

The breath of endless destruction rises up, and in the void instantly forms a huge family of destruction monsters.

This roaring beast roared, but opened his mouth sharply, oh! call out! call out! call out! Destruction beams burst out towards the sword unparalleled.

The power of these destruction beams is not too strong, but the speed is very fast, and the direction of the beam burst is very tricky.

As for the true **** of the nine palaces, he is turned into a mist and quietly floats out.

Jian Wushuang clasped the Blood Peak Sword in his right hand, but his left hand was a tremor. The force of horrible divine power broke out, directly shattering the emptiness in front of him, even the destruction beams that came from the smashing. After the shatter, the beast that destroyed the beam that emitted the beam was directly transformed into a huge and peculiar field, and the sword was unveiled.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang frowned slightly.

He found that in this field, his sight was greatly obstructed, and what he could see was at most ten miles around him. Not only that, but also the power of his soul was also greatly restricted.

"A bit interesting." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Om! !!

A stun in the void, a dark and swift movement, and a blade of light with endless destruction at the same time appeared on the side of the sword without arms, slicing straight towards the sword without arms.

This sudden sword, even though Jian Wushuang was quite surprised, but he still had time to react, and saw that his body turned suddenly, and the blood peak sword in his hand was already waving.

Jian Guang's method directly collects and distributes the incoming sword light, but around him, countless glooms appear suddenly in all directions.

"Endless starlight!"

Hanquan Zhenjin clenched his pressure and pierced his spear.

This thorn, the dense light of countless lights around Jian Wushuang's body, stabbed at him like lightning.

"What?" There was no change in the color of the sword, even though he couldn't resist so much light at this moment.

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Only one roar sounded, and the whole person of Jian Wushuang was completely drowned by those glooms.

The horrible divine power spreads wildly, and the earthquake trembles.

Oh! Huh!

The two bodies flashed and stopped in a void, which is the true **** of the nine palaces and the true **** of the cold spring.

"This boy, shouldn't he be dead?" Jiugong Zhenshen said coldly.

"Surely dead, my endless starlight trick, under the circumstances just now, he can't resist it, he must die!" Hanquan true **** is extremely confident.

"It will be possible for the two of us to work together to show the killing skill. This sword is unparalleled even if it dies," Jiu Gongzhen smirked.

However, the smiles on his two faces have just begun to unfold, but they immediately freeze.

I saw a horrifying sword shadow sweeping through the divine storm in front of me, breaking it down, and then a figure appeared again in front of everyone.

He, holding the sword with one hand, the blood robe worn on his body has been transformed into a scarlet battle armor covering the whole body. In the middle, although there are dozens of white marks on the Scarlet Warframe, the breath on his body has not weakened at all, but ... stronger and stronger!

"This?" Jiu Gongzhen Shen stared, "Don't you say that this kid is sure to die? But why didn't he die and didn't even weaken his breath?"

"How is that possible?" The true God of Cold Spring was also incredible.

But he didn't know that Jian Wushuang is not only powerful, but also terrible.

His divine power and divine body are all powerful. The trick just now is really subtle, but the power is too scattered. Even if Jian Wushuang was stabbed ten times by that spear, he could pass through the Bloodfeather Round After his weakness, the remaining power was simply not enough to shake the sword's unique body.

"Your methods have all been revealed, and then ... it's my turn."

(End of this chapter)