Legend of Swordsman Chapter 359: Blood Warrior

When Jian Wushuang studied and learned those sword tricks in the ancestral sword tower, the Nanyang continent gradually calmed down.

Blink, a year passed.

Jian Wushuang, who has spent a full year in the sword tower, finally came out of the sword tower.

For one year, he has been quietly studying and practicing in Jian Jue. Now one year later, he is completely different from before. Not only has he improved tremendously on the kendo, but even his perception of the origin , Also greatly improved.

His own talent is extremely high, and with the awakening of Shuangyipin Soul, the pair of sword souls has an incredible effect on both Kendo and the origin.

After one year, his perception of the origin has already reached the "extreme" level.

However, when he truly reached this level, he also had a new understanding of the origin.

I also have a new understanding of this so-called "pole" level.

Extreme, collectively referred to as the ultimate of the Holy Land.

It is completely different from the "potential realm". The final state of the sacred state is just a vague concept, which represents that your perception of the origin has reached this level. In fact, it is also the ultimate state of the sacred state, but the gap is large Amazing.

If you compare the vast source to a vast ocean, then you only need to understand one drop of water, even if it is the ultimate of the sacred land, but you understand that ten drops and one hundred drops of water are also the ultimate of the sacred land, but there is a gap in strength. But it can reach ten times, hundred times!

Now the sword is unparalleled. It didn't take long to reach the final state of sacred land, and the origin of perception can only be regarded as a drop of water in the vast ocean, which is insignificant.

As soon as they walked out of the sword tower, Jin Ling and Mu Shan immediately greeted Jian Wushuang.

"I only stayed for one year." Jin Ling's surprised Chao Jian Wushuang looked over, "Not staying in that sword tower for a longer period of time?"

"No." Jian Wushuang shook his head.

This year, his gain in that sword tower has been very great. He has practiced the sword tricks he needs. Even if he continues to stay, he can at most be able to achieve some improvement in the kendo. It is estimated to be slow.

"Three chances, two have already been obtained, what is the last?" Jian Wushuang asked directly.

"The last chance is it." Jin Ling waved his hand, a light flashed, and then a **** figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

This is a burly man wearing a **** battle armor and a **** helmet on his boots. He embraces his hands, looks indifferent, his eyes are extremely cold, and he never carries the slightest emotion.

"Trenches?"

Jian Wushuang saw at a glance that the burly man was not flesh and blood, but was the same trench as Bai Ling and Mu Shan.

"This is the Blood God Brigade." Jin Ling Chao Jian Wu Shuang said, "Unlike the usual trenches, this Blood God Brigade is a purely killing and destroying trench. He does not bring any Smart, just obey the command of the master. "

"When the ancestors of swords crossed the world, in addition to being called the ancestors of Kendo, their accomplishments were also very high in the refining warriors. Like me and Mu Shan, they were all war swords made by sword ancestors. Was given his own consciousness. "

"This blood **** soldier is the most powerful of the many trenches crafted by the sword ancestors!"

Jian Wushuang stared at the blood soldier in front of him.

No need to fight, just standing in front of him, but Jian Wushuang has already felt the terrifying pressure from this blood **** soldier.

"The blood **** soldier is physically comparable to the soldier. He is very good in all aspects of attack, speed and defense. There is almost no weakness. The only flaw is that the blood **** soldier is very difficult to drive. Every time you drive, you have to consume the spar. "Jin Lingdao.

"Sparite?" Jian Wushuang looked.

"That's it." When Jin Ling turned his hands, three pale yellow spar appeared in his hands.

"Sparite is the only thing that can drive this blood **** soldier. There are three of them here, and they are also given to you together." Jin Ling handed three pieces of red spar to Jian Wushuang.

The sword Wushuang took it and held it in his hand. He could feel the horrible energy contained in these three ruby ​​stones, and was surprised.

"Three red spar stones, you can make this blood **** puppet shot three times. Of course, you can also consume all three red spar stones at the same time. "Jin Ling said," But under normal circumstances, even if only a single sparite is consumed, the fighting power of this blood **** soldier eruption is far stronger than the ultimate in the holy realm. "

After hearing this, Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "In other words, the more sparite is consumed, the stronger the fighting power of this blood **** soldier will be?"

"Yes." Jin Ling nodded. "But at most ten spars can be consumed at the same time, and the combat power of the Blood God Soldier can burst to the extreme."

"I see." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly.

Although the blood **** soldier never shot, but just standing in front of the sword without double-sided, it caused him a lot of pressure, and his combat power can be imagined.

The blood **** soldier is holding in his hand, and in the future he will have an extra aggressive card.

"Three opportunities have been given to you, you can leave." Jin Lingdao.

Jian Wushuang nodded, but asked, "I do n’t know the third test, what level do I need to reach to be eligible?"

"The third test is different from the previous two tests. I do n’t know what the test is. I only know that the third test is a big secret. As for what level to reach ..." Jin Ling pondered for a while, "When your strength is close to the sword ancestor of the peak period, you are qualified to take over this third test."

"Sword ancestors near the peak?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but startled.

A bitter smile, Jian Wushuang did not continue to stay in the ancestral land, and soon left the ancestral land with a space wormhole.

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Tianzong Dynasty, Dark Forest.

Jian Wushuang is on the top of a mountain, but sits quietly and closes his eyes.

And not long after, from his body, a black figure emerged slowly and condensed, and it was the killing clone of Jian Wushuang!

"In more than a year, the killing clone has finally been reborn." Jian Wushuang also secretly sighed.

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, he was chased and killed by Tan Feng, and the killing clone was destroyed. After that, he has been breeding and consolidating a new killing clone. After more than a year, he re-slapped the killing Give birth.

"Zhu Di and his party, I have learned a lot, and my strength has soared a lot!"

"I have several swords in my hand, and I have a lot of cards in my hand, and my avatars have been reunited. Then ... it's time to completely break the grudge between me and that Holy Palace."

Jian Wushuang raised his head and stared directly at the endless sky above him. There was a faint light shining in his eyes.

A terrible killing intention also rose sharply at this moment, sweeping away from the sky!

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