Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2051: The power of the devil

(Fifth more!)

In the moment of the confrontation between the two, Jian Wushuang clearly felt an unprecedented mad impact.

This mighty power, even if the sword is unparalleled in performing the mixed sword sword technique, it will not be able to completely remove the power, but still some of the power is passed directly to the sword Wushuang deity through both hands, the sword Wushuang deity. Overbearing, but still showing some damage.

Although his body recovers instantly as the divine power moves, the punch of the dust rain demon does indeed damage his body.

Moreover, the fist of Dust Rain Demon was not really bombarded on him, it just collided with his sword skill, and the reaction force generated by it shook his **** body.

This kind of mighty power is definitely stronger than Jian Wushuang himself.

"It seems that I underestimate the three kingdoms. There are even more terrible emperors in these three kingdoms."

Jian Wu's eyes were cold, his body was shocked, and he stood firmly in the void, but immediately turned into a fierce fantasy.

Just like a ghost, Jian Wushuang has already appeared on the side of the Dust Rain Demon King, and at the same time, a fierce burst on the blood peak sword in his hand.

Sen Leng's sword explodes. Above the sword's edge, there is a drop of blood condensing.

Xuan Luo Sword Art. In the four types of sword arts, the swordsmanship that focuses on the extreme penetration of the moment bursts out. This sword is named ... Blood Extreme.

"Funny!"

The dust rain demon dismissed a smile, waved his hands at random, and a large dark cloud covered him.

The Naseng cold sword light exhibited by Jian Wushuang has not appeared in front of the Dust Rain Demon King, but has been crushed by a large area of ​​magic domain, the power has been greatly weakened, and the entire sword power has finally collapsed.

"It's good to be able to take this punch directly, but in the end, you still have to die!"

Dust Rain Demon Devil Weihehe, when the voice fell, his two-meter-high body suddenly rose suddenly, soared to ten feet high, his skin was completely turned into bronze, and his arms were Also extended out, with eight arms.

And among these eight arms, various weapons were clenched tightly.

Big sword, big stick, bronze mirror, big seal ...

Dust Rain Devil's eyebrows have a third eye open suddenly. This eye is upside down, releasing a scarlet light from it, charming people.

"Kill!"

With a swift drink, Dust Rain Demon waved his eight arms together and instantly killed the sword without double sides, and all kinds of magic soldiers in his hand swept across.

I saw the big sword waving, and the surrounding void was stained with blood. The big knife was infinitely enlarged, covering the sky and covering the sky, forming a multitude of shocking blades, which were instantly cut off.

The **** stick was fierce and violent. It turned into a black lightning and it suddenly smashed out.

The bronze mirror emits a purple beam. This purple beam contains the atmosphere of destroying the sky and destroys Xiang Jianwushuang.

The big seal was originally just an ordinary big seal, but with the spread of an earthy yellow power, this big seal actually formed a mighty giant mountain, and it was directly crushed towards the sword Wushuang. .

...

Eight different kinds of magic soldiers show their respective means in the hands of this dust rain demon.

Well-powered, but they are all shocking.

Seeing this crazy attack in front of him, Jian Wu's eyes flashed a little surprised, but he was not afraid.

Om!

The sword Wushen deity also skyrocketed. Nine heads and eighteen arms appeared instantly, and all eighteen arms clasped the sword.

"Come on !!!"

Suddenly, Jian Wushuang and the Dust Rain Demon are fighting together in an instant.

These fierce battles, even though Jian Wushuang has eighteen arms and only eight opponents, seems to be dominant.

But in fact, these eighteen arms have very limited improvement in the sword's unparalleled strength, but the dust rain monster is completely different.

His eight arms each drive a different kind of magical soldier, and the magical power of that magical soldier is perfectly displayed, and it is extremely powerful.

Puffy! !! !!

I heard only a sound of violent collisions, and the whole world was completely under a storm of divine power.

The horrific power and breath spread continuously, making the 13 emperors such as Ling Zong watching on the edge of the battlefield scared.

There is no doubt that Jian Wushuang's current strength is better than that of Ling Zong and any of the 13 emperors.

But now the Dust Rain Demon who fights with him is even more terrible!

That's one of the three emperors that the Three Emperors have always believed in! !!

Boom!

A violent roar resounded again. Within the battlefield, the sword had no double-sided color and was extremely dignified. "This man is too strong, at least ten times stronger than that of Ling Zong, and much stronger than me. I fought fiercely with him. , Was completely suppressed? "

Jian Wushuang has an incredible hint in his heart.

After his breakthrough reached the second stage and his strength skyrocketed, even if the 13 emperors such as Ling Zong joined forces, he could not be scared or even seriously wound those emperors one by one.

In his view, in the chaotic world of ancient times, no one should be his, except for those old monsters from ancient times, including Baidi, Emperor XIII, and those who have fallen asleep. The opponent is right.

But now, the Dust Demon King in front of him is stronger than him, and it is still a lot stronger.

"In the Three Realms, there are still such powerhouses?"

Jian Wushuang murmured, but his heart had already retreated.

Knowing that the strength is not as good as the opponent, and there are still thirteen Emperor Tigers sitting next to it, Jian Wushuang will not be stupid enough to continue to fight with this dust rain demon king.

A surging divine power, bursting with the blood of the ancient clan, burst forth from Jian Wushuang's body.

Behind Jian Wu's body, however, there are a myriad of ghost images of ancient people appearing out of thin air, and there are hundreds of thousands of ghost images.

"Ancient gods, heaven and earth!"

"Give me it!"

Jian Wushuang slaps with a single palm, and the reincarnation bursts out suddenly.

The dense shadows of the ancient gods behind him also slap the palms along with his movements, and each palm contains majestic power.

Various palm prints are covering the dust and rain monarch at the same time.

As for Jian Wushuang himself, at the moment when many heavens and earth are shooting together, his body has already burst out.

"Get out of me !!!"

Dust Rain Demon Demon Power soared, and eight methods were swung out one after another, easily smashing the numerous palm prints that covered it, and at the same time he had already seen Jian Wushuang's retreating figure.

"You can't escape!"

Dust Rain Demon is so killing. When he gives out a big drink, he sees a jade ruler gripped tightly among his eight arms swept out.

The jade ruler blends into the heaven and earth, and the yellow sand around it suddenly rolls.

The wild and savage sands swept wildly, and a huge yellow sand prison was formed in an instant, covering the heavens and the earth, and naturally covering the sword unparalleled.