Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2352: Hongjun magic stick

"In the early days of the Chaos Realm, you won’t die with a punch. Your talent is indeed not trivial, but you are credible. You did things you shouldn’t do and provoke people who shouldn’t be provoked, so die! "The killing intent in Xiang Yi's eyes rose to the sky, and when the voice fell, a dark golden long stick suddenly appeared in front of him.

This dark golden long stick is very long and very thin, with mysterious secret patterns on its body.

"This is?" Jian Wushuang's heart moved.

He knows this dark golden stick!

Even he once manipulated it himself, although it was just an imitation.

Om!

Under the control of Xiang Yi's soul, the dark golden long stick appeared in front of Jian Wu Duan across a long distance in an instant.

Then this dark golden long stick, like a towering mountain, slammed directly at Jian Wushuang's fierce anger.

The power contained in the long stick is enough to make normal third-class gods and demons despair.

Jian Wushuang was also secretly surprised, but he waved the Blood Peak Sword in his hand for the first time.

A unique sword intent swept out, and Hun Yuan's one-qi swordsmanship had already been used.

Clang!

The dark golden long stick smashed on the blade of the Blood Peak Sword arbitrarily, and the strength of the sword might make the blade of the Blood Peak Sword tremble slightly.

Jian Wushuang's figure was also staggered, and then he sank a little.

But that wing was not forgiving, and the dark golden long stick quickly zoomed in, and then slammed at Jian Wushuang frantically.

One stick after another, not giving Jian Wushuang any chance to breathe.

Jian Wushuang can only use swordsmanship, trying his best to resist the crazy attack of the dark golden long stick, but because there is a gap in the strength of the two sides, and this dark golden long stick is obviously the absolute power that it focuses on. Under such circumstances, Jian Wushuang was extremely difficult to resist.

Clang! clang! clang! clang!

One after another arrogant impact, Jian Wushuang's figure was smashed into an attic below the Lin Mansion by the dark golden long stick, and the attic was torn apart.

But Xiang Yi still didn't stop there.

"Dead! Dead!!"

Xiang Yi's eyes are scarlet, with a trace of cruelty and madness. The dark golden long stick is still a steady stream of madness smashing into the ground where Jian Wushuang is.

The sky-shattering roar sounded, and everyone was able to sense the terrifying power contained in this dark golden long stick.

"Shuanger!"

"Unparalleled nephew!"

When Zhuo Yunfeng and Lin Tiefeng saw this scene, they were both anxious, but they had no way. The two of the Xiang family and several other powerful men of the Golden Ding Sect had already stopped in front of them. There is no chance to shoot at all.

"Fairy Fire, can you think of something?" Lin Tiefeng continued.

At this juncture, they only hope that Lei Yinzong can help Jian Wushuang.

"Patriarch Lin, you also know the situation of my Lei Yinzong. After repeated invitations, Jian Wushuang still refused. Naturally, my Lei Yinzong has no reason to make another move, and now even if Lei Yinzong wants to come forward, It's too late. There are two big second-class gods and demons at Jinding Gate, and I can't do anything about it." Fire Fairy said directly.

A peerless evildoer like Jian Wushuang, she really hopes to bring it to Lei Yinzong. If Jian Wushuang promised from the beginning, then she could think of something, but it was a pity that Jian Wushuang refused. .

Now Jian Wushuang is facing danger, and that Yi Xiang has made it clear that she will not give up. At this time, even if Jian Wushuang really agreed to join Lei Yinzong, she will not be able to save Jian Wushuang, so she can only feel sorry.

"It's a pity that a super genius." Fire Fairy sighed secretly, "But I can't blame me, I can only blame her for being too arrogant. If she joins some sects early, there will be sect protection, which Are there these things now?"

At this moment, on the battlefield, the dark golden long stick that was constantly coming down and crushed finally came to a halt.

Xiang Yi stood high up, standing there, the dark golden long stick shrank and hovered in front of him, his gaze was overlooking the ground below.

There, not only the original attic, but also many buildings around the attic, have already been completely crushed into powder by divine power, and the entire surface has completely disappeared, replaced by a huge pothole. , This pothole was uneven, obviously not caused by a single attack, but caused by successive brutal crushing bombardments.

Everyone looked at the pothole.

"Jian Wushuang, is he dead?"

This idea came to everyone's mind.

Of course, more shocking.

"Too strong, is this the strength of the second-class gods and demons?"

"It is worthy of being a second-class **** and demon, far more powerful than a third-class **** and demon."

"Jian Wushuang can kill the third-class gods and demons, and his strength is already extremely strong, but compared with the second-class gods and demons, the gap is still too big."

Countless people are embarrassed by it, and their hearts are full of emotion.

With emotion, a real evildoer has come to an end like this.

However, everyone almost thinks that Jian Wushuang has fallen under the attack of the terrorist stick shadow just now.

Wow!

Under the pit, a large amount of rubble was mercilessly lifted up, and immediately a figure slowly rose from the bottom of the pit.

Soon, he appeared in front of the wing again.

"How is it possible?"

Xiang Yi stared at Jian Wushuang who appeared before him again, but his heart was full of incredible.

In order to avenge his sister, his murderous intent was soaring. Just now, he went all out. The crazy bombardment of the cudgel, every stick he exerted his ultimate power.

Under such a terrifying offensive, even if Jian Wushuang was immortal, he would at least have to take a heavy hit.

But in fact, Jian Wushuang, who was standing in front of him at the moment, looked a little embarrassed and had a trace of blood at the corners of his mouth, but the aura on his body was not weakened at all.

Obviously, he was not injured much in the stormy offensive just now.

"This, this..."

The people around were also stunned.

In their view, those stormy attacks, even with the body protection ability of a third-class **** and devil, are probably dead, and Jian Wushuang is just an early stage of Chaos Realm?

He didn't even die, and was injured very lightly?

They don't know that Xiang Yi's attack just now was very tyrannical, but the power that really affects Jian Wushuang is very rare.

In addition to Jian Wushuang's body protection ability, although he does not have a body armor, his current divine body alone is still far more than the average third-class gods and demons.

The divine body of the perfect chaotic creature, coupled with the first volume of the Primordial Void Celestial Body, is actually so vulnerable to damage?

"I did not read it wrong, you control the Hongjun magic stick." Jian Wushuang smiled and looked at Xiang Yi, to be precise, the dark golden long stick in front of Xiang Yi.

Hongjun's magic stick, a magic weapon as famous as Hongjun's golden sword, is mainly controlled by the power of the soul.

In the previous life, in the independent space of the Eighth Lair, Jian Wushuang encountered Long Qi, the imitation Hongjun Golden Sword he obtained from Long Qi.

At that time, in order to master Hongjun's golden sword, Longqi first practiced the imitation Hongjun magic stick.

(End of this chapter)