Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1739: Fight the five gods!

Boom!

The void in front of Sword Wu broke open suddenly, and a figure of black robe stepped out directly. This figure of black robe sneered at Sword Wu Shuang, and his right hand was blood red from arm to finger.

"Ghost Blood Hand."

The **** hand waved suddenly, tearing the sky and earth, like a blood streamer, and the violent wind alone was enough to tear a chaotic true **** easily.

Jian Wu's eyes were cold, like a flash of electricity. The blood peak sword in his hand shook slightly, and the majestic sword exploded. As the blood peak sword waved, the sky-shaking sword was split into three at once. The huge blood hand that came was also cut in three.

While wielding the sword, there are two bright golden lights around the sword Wushuang, which burst out from left to right.

Clang! clang!

Two low-pitched impacts sounded in the void. Both golden lights were knocked out by Zhenfei, but immediately after calming down, they continued to rush away at a faster speed without fear of death.

"Haha, this golden sword is pretty good. It has only two handles, so few."

The strange smile sounded in Jianwu's ears, and I saw that the four figures easily shook the two-handed Hongjun Jinjian back, and his figure was quickly approaching Jianwushuang.

The instant effort has already appeared on Jian Wushuang's entire body. Four of them use blood claws, one uses a battle knife, one holds a sledgehammer, and the last one uses a weird hook and simultaneously shoots.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

The light flashes, and the speed is amazing.

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, but his figure suddenly rose into a dark golden ancient **** ten feet high, with six stars upright at the eyebrow.

In addition, his huge body immediately began to undergo great changes, and saw only one skull, thick dark golden arms coming out, five heads and ten arms!

Five heads and ten arms!

The five heads, and five pairs of cold eyes and pupils, were filled with anger, ten arms gripped a long sword, and the majestic power burst suddenly.

"Get out of here!"

A long-handled sword, with the supreme sword intent, is like the punishment of extinction, one after another slashing out, colliding directly with the four offensive attacks.

Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

A series of terrible roars, one after another, each roar dissipated with the horrible divine power, so that the dark storm in which it was located was teetering, and a large number of dark wind blades were blowing relentlessly, sometimes also The meeting swept the battlefield.

However, these dark wind blades alone or two are not a threat to the top princes present.

"Stop it, kid."

A roar, and one of the men in black robes suddenly lifted the sledgehammer in his hand, and the majestic power condensed, as if the whole world was oppressed in an instant.

"Funny."

The sword Wushuang is arrogant, with five heads and ten arms, waving madly, and exerts close-kill killing ability to the extreme.

At the same time, the two golden swords of Hongjun were also under the control of the soul power of the sword unparalleled, and they burst out in a frenzy.

Although the four great gods around them are all amazing in strength, they have also brought tremendous oppression to Jian Wushuang by joining forces. They can perfectly combine with Hongjun's golden sword by close-killing. In a short time, Jian Wushuang Can remain undefeated.

"This boy has a terrible ability to kill in close quarters. The four of us teamed up and only suppressed him slightly? And this is still under the premise that I have a great advantage in the perception of Tao."

"It's normal, he has the blood of the ancient god, and the ancient **** is recognized as the first close-killed killer in the chaotic world of ancient times."

"Haha, this is fun and more fun."

The four great gods are all enthusiastic, with excitement, Jian Wushuang's strength is strong, but gave them greater excitement.

At the same time, the strength of the four is gradually revealed, and Jian Wushuang's pressure has surged.

Just as Jian Wushuang fought against the four great gods, an intense chill came from behind Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang understood immediately that the assassin's shadow, which had been hidden in the dark, shot.

"King of Kings!" Jian Wushuang burst into drink.

"Leave it to me!" A thick voice sounded from Jianshuang's heart.

In the void behind Jian Wushuang, a space black hole appeared out of thin air, and a ghost-like ghost figure appeared out of thin air.

I still have a dagger in my hand. Is it the cold light that suddenly burst out at this moment, regardless of the timing of the shot, or the proper method of shooting?

Jiang Wushuang fell under the siege of the four great gods. Even though he had ten arms, he couldn't use his sword to resist.

Suddenly, the muscles of the back of Jian Wushuang's huge dark golden ancient god, the muscles of his back squirmed in madness, and then he woke up with three crickets of dark red tentacles, suddenly attacked.

The three tentacles, like three dark streamers, pierced through the void easily, and struck lightning on the dagger that struck.

The dagger is sharp and cold, and the power is extremely tyrannical. It instantly pierced the tentacles by more than half. According to the majestic force carried on the tentacles, it flew out the ugly woman.

Following it, the surface of the ancient **** of Wu Jian Shuang wriggled madly, but a worm and beast came out of Jian Wu Shuang.

As soon as it came out, the volume of this worm and beast immediately began to skyrocket at an incredible speed. It was hundreds of feet long, thousands of feet long, and thousands of feet long.

A terrifying worm and beast appeared in this dark storm, almost breaking through the dark storm.

The huge body is covered with crimson scales, with a faint luster, and around these scales, there are thick and stubborn tentacles extending.

It's so dense that you can't count it. You can look at it at once, for fear that you have tens of thousands of tentacles.

On the top of the continuous crimson body, there is a large dark red head. There is only a pair of scarlet pupils the size of the sun, and there is also a blood that stretches outward. Basin mouth.

The horror breath spread from the king's upstairs.

Seeing this behemoth in front of him, even the five gods present were shocked.

But Jian Wushuang understands that this body is not the peak state of the King of Kings. His body in the peak period curled up, but turned into a huge island.

"Wang Wang, how have your tentacles changed?" Jian Wushuang, the ten-foot-tall ancient god's body, stood on top of Wang Wang's head, looking around, but showing a touch of wonder.

As far as he knows, King Wang is full of moons and moons, and his tentacles are only a thousand, but now there are tens of thousands of tentacles.

"Haha, sword unparalleled, this is still your blessing. You are an inverse cultivation and an ancient royal god, which also affects my bloodline."

"After this transformation, I have transformed into the supreme hopeful moon family.

(End of this chapter)