Legend of Swordsman Chapter 340: Outbreak, no matter how bridge!

"His speed, too fast!"

"A sun-real world, how fast can it be like that?"

"He performed wind and thunder, which was the strongest physical secret in the Holy Palace. I do n’t know why it fell into his hands, and the most important thing was the blood river, which was given to him. Too much help. "

While many powerful people are amazed, they also hold their breath and continue watching.

Within the Blood River, the Scarlet River was tumbling and crashing. Mo Yun and the other seven gathered together, faintly seeing inside the Blood River, a thunder light was moving there at an astonishing speed, and the faces of the seven were a little ugly.

Even if they didn't expect it, Jian Wushuang's speed would be so fast.

With such a terrifying speed, and with this mighty Blood River assist, this war swordsman completely masters the initiative.

"Don't panic, the main reason why the boy's strength will reach this level is mainly because of the blood river and the kind of means he can use to make the cultivation soar, but these two means can be used together. It ’s not easy. Like this blood river, although the power is endless, but the cultivation of spiritual power is very scary. He can't last long. "Mo Yun said lowly.

The other six nodded.

They also see that the more powerful the means, the less easy it is to perform.

"We only need to support it for a while, and he will naturally be unable to carry it, and then we will kill him again." Mo Yun said.

But when he said that, his expression was a bit unnatural.

These seven sacred realms, the seven sacred realms who control the realm join forces to deal with a yang imagination, and they still have to wait until the other's spiritual power or physical support can't support them to kill each other, which makes them all feel No light on his face, even shame.

No way, Jian Wushuang's strength is indeed far beyond their imagination.

But it's no wonder they are, it's a sword unparalleled progress, it's a little bit incredible.

It should be noted that just over a month ago, Jian Wushuang moved the Tang Dynasty. At that time, he was only worthy of the sacred power, and was subsequently chased and killed by Tan Feng.

Now, just over a month has passed ...

In just one month, how much can Jian Wushuang's strength increase?

In the view of the Holy Palace, in the next month, it is said that the Heavenly Sword Master Wushuang could barely compete with the Holy Realm who controlled the domain.

And this time, the seven Holy Land Powers who controlled the domain came forward, and it was more than enough to kill a sword without a match. Even before they set off, they all felt that their Seven Holy Lands were out, and they were already lifting swords. Peerless.

But what about the results?

Jian Wushuang's progress is incredible.

In other words, they are too small to see swordsman from the beginning to the end.

For ordinary martial arts, one month does not make much progress. However, it is not necessary for Jian Wushuang to make such inverse repairs. The most important thing is that for more than a month, he still got A great chance.

"I have n’t used Spirit Secret before, it ’s enough to easily kill Tan Feng who controls the realm. The combat power is enough to be comparable to the third level of Realm. Now, once the Spirit Secret is cast, even if it ’s true, At the "extreme" level, the most powerful players can barely fight, and with these seven people, they also want to kill me? "

A heavy thunderbolt suddenly solidified in the blood river, revealing Jian Wushuang's figure, but at the moment the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth was slightly tilted, with a slight disdain in his eyes.

Only in the seven sacred realms, there is not even a sacred strong man who has reached the level of "extreme", so he wants to kill him?

What a joke!

When seeing Mo Yun and the other seven gathered together, Jian Wu's eyes and pupils also shrank slightly. "These seven are not stupid, knowing that I am fast, so they are gathered together and do not give me the chance to break one by one. , And they are waiting for the moment when my spiritual power is exhausted. "

"I can't drag on anymore, I have to fight fast!"

Jian Wushuang stared coldly at the seven sacred powerhouses in front of him. His eyes looked like electricity, and he already had a sky-high killing intention on his body. At this moment, it suddenly skyrocketed again.

"I used to have too little spiritual power to support my move. But now, the use of the power of the heavens and the earth has the power of life and nature. That move can barely be used!"

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang slowly stretched out his palm, and there was a horrible spiritual power gathering in the palm of his hand, and when this spiritual power reached the extreme, he burst out from his mouth.

"Mystery of Shura, how to bridge!"

Boom ~

Nether trembled, but the whole blood rolled madly.

"What's wrong?"

The seven sacred powerhouses of the Holy Palace are all looking dignified, but the moment they are under their sight, a huge **** long bridge emerges from the edge of the blood river, but then it is amazing. Speed ​​extends.

The blood bridge contains incredible power, but the moment when it appeared, everyone's mind was shocked.

"Rewind!" Mo Yun screamed.

The six people next to him didn't dare to hesitate, and retreated.

The blood bridge rushed across from where they were, and continued to the end of the blood river, running through the whole blood river.

"What is it?" Seven of Mo Yun were shocked to see the blood bridge that suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood river.

The blood river and the blood bridge are full of scarlet and extremely eye-catching.

The next moment, from the edge of the blood bridge, a cold figure came slowly along the blood bridge.

He stepped on the blood bridge step by step. With each step, his breath soared by one point. When he stepped on the center of the blood bridge, his breath had reached its peak, and at the same time, he was permeated A heavy thick blood.

This heavy blood is like a heavy blood armor, releasing a mighty might.

Jian Wushuang raised his head, staring at the mighty Holy Palace powerful men who had just been struck by the blood bridge, screamed loudly from his mouth, and went straight to Jiuxiao.

"Seven of you ... have to die!"

The roar is so loud!

Everything trembled, and the ghost cried!

He stood there, as if the master of hell.

At the moment, the seven sacred powerhouses in the Holy Palace couldn't help raising a little fear, but they were still holding back. Then Mo Yun drank coldly, "It ’s just mysterious, today, you will die." "

"Try it!"

Jian Wushuang's voice is a little hoarse, and when the voice falls, Thunder Light surges.

Wow!

Lei Guang appeared directly beside the bald man closest to Jian Wushuang.

As soon as it emerged, there was a towering sword shadow slashing out suddenly, and the moment the sword shadow swept out, a towering giant phantom appeared suddenly behind the sword, and the giant phantom also raised his hand. The sword waved down.

The bald man was startled. At this moment, he didn't even want to think about it. He quickly raised the **** sickle in his hand and waved it out, trying to resist the sword.

However, when the two really come together ...

click!

Small voices sounded, and cracks suddenly appeared in the scarlet sickle in the hands of the bald man.

In this scene, the bald man's pupils shrink sharply.

"How is that possible?" Mo Yun was stunned.

The countless strong men who watched the battle around their eyes widened their eyes.

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