Legend of Swordsman Chapter 254: The power of three fingers

The words of Qi Luosheng made the whole insane island innumerable and powerful.

30% strength?

The finger that just made everyone feel terrified, he only used 30% of his strength?

"Is Sancheng a force?" Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The most powerful and holy of the most holy is far more terrible than he imagined.

On that finger, he has gone all out to use the blood-bursting style to counter it, and he is still in an absolute disadvantage.

That finger, Qi Luosheng only used 30% force.

Three powers are like that, what about 60%?

"Boy, ready, this second finger of this seat is coming." Qi Luosheng smiled slightly, followed his right hand finger at this moment, and stretched out again.

Boom ~ The void in front of Jian Wushuang is broken again.

The same giant finger that extends from ancient times is exactly the same as the previous giant finger, but it is obviously too much stronger in strength. When this giant finger appeared, the terrible coercion ordered The whole world was quiet.

Jian Wushuang looked dignified, staring at this giant finger, the next moment the three killing sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

The second-ranking low-level divine power was triggered, then the long sword was raised high, and the instantaneous accumulation of power reached the extreme.

No self sword, sixth style!

The sword of selflessness is based on the origin of the world. Power is stronger than one.

In the ancestral land, after a month of intensive repairs in the Rain Palace, he successively realized the fourth and fifth forms of Wujian Sword, and he was only one step away from the sixth form, and left Zu One month after the ground, he finally mastered this sixth form while he slaughtered the Blood Featherhouse stronghold.

Now, he is using this sixth form.

Gorgeous sword.

A sword is split, as if it can split the sky of all things.

However, even though it is such an overbearing sword, when it really collided with the ancient giant finger that struck, the powerful force of the bang was squeezing and colliding, but only for an instant. It was directly defeated.

Oh!

A powerful force passed, and Jian Wu's double figure burst out again, and this time with a mouth in the middle of the burst, a wow of blood spewed out.

With one finger of six points of strength, Jian Wushuang has been seriously injured.

"One more finger."

Qi Luosheng's eyes were indifferent, Chao Jian Wushuang looked over, "This last finger, I will use Jiucheng strength, you have to pick it up."

Qi Luosheng's voice dropped, and his third finger immediately pointed out.

Boom!

The void above Jian Wushuang suddenly broke through a large hole, followed by a giant finger, extended from the broken hole, and rolled down towards the ground where Jian Wushuang was.

This finger is far more scary than the first two fingers.

At the moment when this finger appeared, countless strong men in the room couldn't help sucking in the air.

With such a terrible finger, even if you kill ten or so digits of Yang Xujing at the same time, it is normal.

Seeing this finger, Jian Wu's pupils also narrowed sharply.

Just 60% of the power caused him serious injuries, 90% of the power ... This finger almost exceeded his range.

"Anyway, you have to do your best." Jian Wushuang looked up, and a sudden burst of murderous intention burst out.

The origin of the killer swept his body, making him look like a peerless Shura coming out of **** at this moment.

He lifted the three killing swords in his hand again. The moment he lifted the long sword, the soul of the sword in the sea also trembled wildly, and then behind him, a huge ghost.

This phantom is more than ten feet tall. It looks like a giant. He is tall and slender, and the icy gaze emerges into the sky without any emotion.

This look contains absolute domineering and everything in the world. He stands behind Jian Wushuang, like a **** of war.

This giant is also like Jian Wushuang, holding up the giant giant sword in his hand, and then slashing down with Jian Wushuang.

Blood empty sword tactics, the first style, a sword broken mountains and rivers!

A sword in the world!

Sword of Killing!

Direct outbreak.

Notice that on the power of attack, the origin of killing is stronger than the origin of the world.

And this blood-empty sword tactic is also the strongest move of Jian Wushuang at this stage. His killing roots are exhausted to the limit.

This sword is very powerful. Even if Qi Luo was born, she could n’t help but be surprised, but she still sneered, "Sword art is good, but unfortunately, the power gap is too big. In front of absolute power, Everything is a cloud. "

As soon as the voice falls, the ancient giant finger from the void comes directly, even if it collides directly with this sword of killing.

Boom!

The sky is falling apart.

The confrontation between the two forms a shock wave that seems to be able to destroy everything, sweeping wildly.

This shock wave swept through many fierce warriors in the surrounding area. The yin deficiency and even the strong warriors in the virtual realm showed their horror, and then their bodies broke out involuntarily.

"Dead." Qi Luosheng said softly, his eyes were cold.

Oh! The sword's double-sided color suddenly changed, and the giant figure behind him immediately dissipated, and the ancient giant finger directly crushed his sword skills, and then ruthlessly impacted on him, and continued to The bottom blasted away, but in the end it was a fierce bombardment on the ground of Wuxin Island.

Boom!

The whole unintentional island is an unprecedented shaking. After everything calms down, everyone can't help but look at the center of the unintentional island. There, a circular shape with a diameter of more than tens of meters and a bottomless depth appears. Potholes.

The sword Wushuang, however, fell into the bottom of the pit, and was unknown.

"So terrible!"

"Is this the strength of the most sacred and most powerful?"

"No, he hasn't tried his best. He just used nine points of strength, but the result ..."

There are countless strong people inside and outside the Island of Unconsciousness.

It's too scary. The most powerful person who is extraordinary and holy. The strength is incredible.

Strong horror, suffocating despair!

"That sword is unparalleled, is it dead?"

While the strong players from all sides were shocking, their eyes also turned to the bottom of the pothole. Everyone wondered whether Jian Wushuang survived such a terrible offensive.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Wang Yuan and Su Rou are worried.

At the same time, there was Jian Nantian, who had been lying on the school field and drinking himself.

At the top of the pit, there is a blood robe, Qi Luosheng with a **** demon mask standing coldly, looking down.

"A small yang deficiency can make me use nine points of strength. Even if you die, you are proud of it." Qi Luosheng sneered, but suddenly his laughter came to an end.

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