Legend of Swordsman Chapter 339: Fish in the water, terrifying speed!
Boom ~
Blood River oppresses the past, as if the whole world is squeezing in all directions.
In time, the seven sacred powerhouses from the Holy Palace have not changed in the slightest.
Almost desolate, the domains of the seven sacred powerhouses were crushed and crushed directly, and all seven of them felt as if they had a mountain of billions of pounds, directly oppressing them. They were out of breath when they were under pressure.
"How is that possible?"
"My domain has been directly crushed?"
"No, my strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%!"
The seven sacred powers of the Holy Palace are all furious.
They all feel the horror of this blood river!
The power of this **** river is beyond their imagination, and his realm of seven people has no trace of struggle and is swept directly.
However, if they knew that Jian Wushuang could suppress Qimei's strength by 70% without performing the Secret Secret, they would not think it was so strange now.
"This kid is very weird, and the means are endless. Don't entangle him, and kill him directly." Mo Yun growled.
The strong men in the Holy Palace also have a look of anger, and there is no slight cricket to Wushuang of the sword.
The seven sacred powers immediately launched their killing moves.
"Arc light!"
A woman in black looks cold, and a **** soft sword in her hand bursts with a dazzling black light. The black light is extremely dazzling, replacing all the light between heaven and earth, passing through the void, like a beautiful arc. Too.
"Hate the sky!"
A middle-aged man in a blue robe screamed in his mouth. His palms shot at the same time. At the moment of his shot, his body suddenly became taller, and the palm of his hand was infinitely enlarged in the void. Enveloped half the sky.
"Scythe of death!"
The scarlet bald man has a burst of spiritual power. He is holding a scarlet sickle with a scarlet sickle. The scarlet sickle swept across the void. Three blood shadows emerged in a hurry, and a horrifying death filled the air.
"Snake shadow!"
"The dragon is looking up!"
"Sting!"
The seven sacred powers did not retain the slightest trace, and at this moment they directly performed their own killing moves, and at the same time, the sword swordsman stormed.
In this scene, the people watching the battle around couldn't help holding their breath.
The seven horrific offensives, even though their strength has been suppressed by more than 70% in the blood river, are still suffocating.
Jian Wushuang stands in the center of the Blood River, holding the three killing swords in his right hand, the three killing swords are trembling in madness, the amazing suffocation spreads, and the air freezes, and when the seven offensives come, the swords have no eyes Once condensed, the strength that had converged to the extreme broke out suddenly.
"No self sword, eighth style!"
Jian Wushuang yelled, the origin of the world broke out, and the three killing swords burst out.
The Eighth Form of Wujian Sword Technique, named "Boundless!"
The world is boundless!
The sword is boundless!
The power is boundless!
And when the magic of seizure is performed, and in this blood river, the sword Wushuang's combat power has reached its peak. This sword is split ...
A blast of sonic booms in the void, the space seems to be completely broken.
The terrible sword shadow swept away, and immediately met the seven major offensives from the bombardment.
Oh!
The sky and the ground exploded like a thunder.
In the middle of the Blood River, the sound of crackling and squealing sounds like the space is cracking, the vast force is turned into a terrible storm, this storm has the power of extinction, sweeping everything.
Many powerful men watching the battle around the school ground were originally far away from the battlefield, but they were still affected by this storm. Suddenly, a powerful man couldn't help closing his eyes, even those who were already The superb and powerful top saints can barely keep their eyes open.
When the storm passed, everyone looked at the battlefield, but found that the mighty blood of the river was still spreading there, and the seven strong men in the Holy Palace were still in the river of blood. But Jian Wushuang disappeared.
"What about people?"
"Has it been bombed to ashes?"
"Are you dead?"
Many powerful people watching can't help but think.
The seven people at the Holy Palace also frowned.
"Be careful!" Mo Yun roared suddenly, looking at the woman in black next to her.
"What?"
The woman in black was startled and looked around, but found that there was no light when there was a thunderbolt. Leiguang had just emerged, and a icy sword that seemed to pierce everything in heaven and earth had stabbed her throat .
The woman in black swooped sideways to avoid the sword, and when the sword stabbed in the void, there was more space in the space and a sharp detonation burst out. The woman in black Can't help but take a breath.
She knows that if she reacts a little bit slowly, this cold sword shadow can definitely pierce her throat and kill it.
And after a sword was fruitless, the thunderbolt flashed out again, and a flash appeared on the side of the other bald man.
"This speed!" The bald man was startled.
"It's too fast!" Several others in the Holy Palace were also horrified.
As for the strong players watching the battle around the school ground, all of them sucked air-conditioners.
It's too fast. It's really too fast. The speed is beyond their imagination.
They can't see the figure of Jian Wushuang at all, they can barely see a heavy thunder, yes, thunder.
The ray of light emerged side by side in the river of blood. The river of blood that has a huge restraining force on the seven people in the Holy Palace has a great promotion to Jian Wushuang. He is like a fish in the water!
Originally his speed was amazing, and the wind and thunder turned into a thunder, turning it into a thunderbolt that was really fast, and with the assistance of Huangquan Road, it broke out at full speed ...
Horror!
Can only be described as terror.
"Oh my god!"
The seven people in the Holy Palace were horrified to watch the heavy thunder light that constantly shuttled in the blood river. Even if they were not affected by the blood river, facing the horrible speed of Jian Wushuang, I am afraid they can only sigh with anger Servings.
Not to mention that now they are all in the blood, their strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%, and their speed has naturally decreased sharply. It is impossible to keep up with the speed of Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang can easily rely on the speed in the river of blood, and destroy seven of them one by one!
"Fast, gather together, don't spread out." Mo Yun growled.
The other six in the Holy Palace also nodded one after another. The seven sacred powers suddenly gathered together, and all seven stared vigilantly.
This scene, however, caused an uproar among the crowd watching the battle!
"With one enemy and seven, do you have an advantage?"
Many powerful people watching the game are horrified.
They all saw that after a brief fight, even though the seven sacred powers of the Holy Palace have already shot their best, Jian Wushuang not only was not directly killed, but he prevailed.
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