Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2451: Siege

"The team of four elephants formed by the Dragon King Zishan, Yu Aoqing, and four first-class gods and disciples has lost together?"

"Not only was it defeated, but it was also miserably defeated. Long Zishan was hit hard. The four first-class gods and disciples had no chance of crushing the security command, and they were killed directly."

"It's too fast. Just now, Longzi Mountain still has the absolute upper hand, but in a blink of an eye, the situation has completely reversed. This sword is unparalleled, so terrible!"

The void around the battlefield has long been uproar.

The genius disciples of all ancestors are terrified.

"Huo Huo, let's do it!" Huanchen sighed.

"Do it now?" Huo Hu frowned. They planned to wait for Long Zishan and others to push the sword unparalleled to the limit. They went to pick up the ready-made, but now ...

"The strength of this sword is beyond our imagination. The people of the Great Tragedy ca n’t wait for him and ca n’t wait any longer. I have to take an immediate shot and join forces with Long Zishan and others to hope for the sword. Wushuang beheaded. "Huanchen's voice was cold," Don't think so much, let's go! "

"Okay." Huojiao was not hesitating.

The strong men of these two twelve little kings set off directly.

It's not just them. Many of the talented disciples around the gates were thinking about the same idea as Chenchen and Huojiao, but now the strength revealed by Jian Wushuang is completely beyond their expectations, why would they have to? Do it in advance.

"Let's go!"

"Shoot together. Only then will it be possible to kill this sword."

"Kill the sword unparalleled first, as for his skull and the seat command on him, it's his own skill."

Dozens of figures started at a time almost at the same time.

These shots are the top geniuses of each sect, and they are no surprises.

No way, the fierce battle to this day, they have witnessed the strength of the sword unparalleled. Under these terrible strengths, if the second-level demon is participating in the battle, it is death.

Only those first-level demons who are qualified to take the sword and have a threat to it.

Therefore, there are almost fifty first-class gods.

It can be said that more than half of the first class disciples who entered the saint's tomb have already shot.

Their goals are all swordsman.

Although these nearly fifty first-class gods come from different ancestors, they have a tacit understanding with each other, that is, they will first join hands to kill and defeat Jian Wushuang, and then compete for swords that can be exchanged for bounties. Wushuang's head, and the seat command on Jian Wushuang.

This kind of tacit understanding can't be helped. After all, Jian Wushuang's displayed strength is really scary.

Jian Wushuang stood in the middle of the battlefield, his soul's power was covering all the time, but when the nearly fifty geniuses around him shot all together, he immediately noticed.

"Finally can't help it?" Jian Wushuang raised his head, but with an unprecedented coldness in his eyes, "I want my head, to get a bounty?"

"So, come on."

"Today, I will kill you happily, until the sky changes color!"

The icy voice is like the low howling of death. In the whole battlefield, the entire tomb of the saint, the whole world resounds and sounds for a long time.

Jian Wushuang's body immediately surging up with the voice falling to the extreme.

These magical powers condensed wildly, and instantly formed a huge golden **** god phantom behind Jian Wushuang.

Seven Star Xuanzong, one of the five strongest mysteries, punishes the gods! !!

Different from the previous one, with the improvement of Jian Wushuang's realm, the divine power has been greatly enhanced. The ghost of the **** he is now condensing is not only a hundred feet high, but a full five hundred feet!

Five hundred feet high, though still belonging to the first level of punishment, is much stronger than one hundred feet high.

When this five hundred feet tall golden **** of **** appeared, the sword Wushuang screamed.

The roar is screaming, like a wave rolling out.

In the surrounding void, the two different areas of gray mist and dark air are still suppressed on Jian Wushuang. After this roar, your gray mist has completely subsided, and the dark air has completely disappeared. The limitations of the sword unparalleled, also completely vanished.

Jian Wushuang's strength has reached the highest level that can be reached now! !!

"This guy is still hiding his hole cards?"

Yu Aoqing noticed the collapse of her two major areas, and she was extremely shocked.

Those geniuses who came from the sword and attacked insanely, although they also saw the appearance of the golden **** god vanity, they noticed the change in the sword's strength, but they didn't care.

After all, they now have nearly fifty first-class gods and shots at the same time, and they are all geniuses, and their combat power is extremely good. Among them, there are several powerful men at the level of twelve kings There are also many who are close to the twelve Xiaowang.

So many people join forces to besiege. Unless it is God ’s presence, no one should be able to compete.

Jian Wushuang, of course not.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

Crying shouts sounded, these geniuses are killing.

"Kill!"

Jian Wu's eyes also carried a trace of scarlet, and his body was swept away by murder, and someone from Hell of Hell.

His body is also grappling, rushing towards these geniuses.

He must face up!

"Dead!"

The two magical celestial bodies and the fire urns rushed to the front, and also played against Jian Wushuang the first time.

Hunchen holds a scarlet sickle in his hand. He looks at the sword Wushuang with a strange light.

Om ~~~ The invisible soul attack has penetrated Jian Wushuang's mind.

Unfortunately, Jian Wushuang is a perfect chaotic creature, and he is turned and reborn. Although the soul level is lower, he is very strong and powerful. In addition, there is an exquisite pagoda to guard the soul. It has no effect at all.

Magic Chen had to wave out the **** sickle in his hand, and the **** streamer was fleeting.

As for the fire urn, it was the carrier of the sky, and he blasted out with a punch. The time erupted like a volcano that had been silent for billions of years.

The whole world has become extremely hot.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and Xuefeng Sword in his hand seemed to feel the surging killing intention at the bottom of Jian Wushuang's heart.

With Jian Wushuang's big hand for a while, this blood peak sword has nothing fancy, it is a straight cut.

This cleavage is with terrifying power and surging sword.

As if heaven and earth were under this sword, they had to be halved on the battlefield.

Jianguang swept across, smashing all the way.

The **** streamer from the attack directly flew out, and the suddenly erupting volcano seemed to be poured into the sea and disappeared instantly.

Just just a confrontation, Huanchen and Huojiu joined forces, but they were obviously forced by the sword unparalleled. nt