Legend of Swordsman Chapter 370: I’m waiting for you!

"It's a pity that I wanted to kill you and take away your Sword Spirit of Double Yipin. Now it seems that I can't achieve it."

Jiu Xiu looked at his trenches and shook his head. "Your combat strength is already at the top of the ultimate in the holy realm, and my trenches body is too weak. I can play. The strength that comes out is less than one star of the deity, and can't kill you at all. "

The body of this trench is just a very ordinary sacred trench, and he used special methods to give himself a sense of this trench in the process of refining, and thus dominated Trenches.

Although he is extremely powerful, with the help of this warrior, he is unable to exert too much combat power. Facing the physical body against the sky, his strength is also ranked among the top swords in the ultimate Holy Land. There is really no way.

"It seems that only next time I come to this Nanyang continent to collect your sword soul." Jiu Xiudao.

"You don't have to be so troublesome." Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, "It won't be long before I will go to Divine Land to kill you."

"Kill me?" Jiu Xiu can't help laughing, "On you?"

"It's up to me." Jian Wu's eyes were firm, and his voice was powerful.

Nine revisions of "Haha" seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and laughed wildly, "The frog at the bottom of the well!"

"Do you think you have reached the apex on this small Nanyang continent, and you are also a top powerhouse when you arrive in China?"

"Joke!"

"Now you are just an insignificant ant in my eyes. In China, there are many ants like you, you just want to kill me?"

When this remark was made, many people around me couldn't help changing their color.

Jian Wushuang's strength is definitely the best on the Nanyang continent. At least no one is present at the scene. But in these nine repairs, it is so unbearable.

Jian Wushuang didn't worry when he heard this. He raised his head, stared at Jiu Xiu, and said deeply: "Jiu Xiu, there is a sentence, I don't know if you have heard of it."

Jiu Xiu Chao Jian Wushuang looked over.

"Hedong for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years, don't bully young people!"

Jian Wushuang's voice spread.

"Seven years ago, I just condensed the first ray of spiritual power and just became a warrior, and let alone the Holy Palace at that time, even if it was a killer of the weak dynasty who organized the Blood Feather Building, The words are super existences like the level of the Big Mac, but after a few years, the blood plume is destroyed in my hands. "

"Today, the Holy Palace, which is infinitely more powerful than Blood Yulou, will be completely buried in my hands."

"Have you ever thought of these?"

"No one knows what will happen in the future. I may be a trivial person to you now, but in seven years, what will happen?"

Jian Wushuang's voice is strong and powerful, with unparalleled confidence.

His words also moved countless strong players, even nodding one by one.

He is confident enough, and he has confident capital.

He possesses the tactics of heaven and earth, and as a rebel, he has all the possibilities, not to mention that he still has a great opportunity for his ancestors ... which has created his absolutely unparalleled potential.

In seven years, from a warrior who has just gathered spiritual power, he has reached a point where he is so shocked that the entire Nanyang continent is now.

Who dares to deny his future?

"Hehe, for 30 years Hedong, 30 years Hexi, since that is the case, then I am waiting for you." Jiu Xiu also issued a terrible spirit.

A simple conversation is like a war book.

While Jiu Xiu's consciousness remained on this trench, slowly began to recede.

But just before Jiu Xiu's consciousness was about to fade away, he suddenly grinned again, "Yes, I forgot to tell you something about your mother. Your mother has been thinking about you all these years. Haha ~ "

Jiu Xiu's consciousness finally completely subsided, and his warrior body immediately lost his power and fell down weakly.

Jian Wu's double body trembled slightly, and there was an unprecedented determination in his pupils.

"Shenzhou, I will go!"

"Jiu Xiu, you are waiting!"

...

On top of the void, Jian Wushuang's mentality regained his calmness, but his eyes and pupils now looked directly at the strong men who were holy to the palace.

The people in the Holy Palace, including the two deities, are all pale and bloodless at this moment.

They originally put all their hopes on Jiu Xiu, but who wants Jiu Xiu's body of the trenches, although the strength is indeed, but they still ca n’t help Jian Wushuang, they can only abandon the trenches. And go.

Their Holy Palace has also been completely abandoned by Jiu Xiu.

In the eyes of Jiu Xiu, the Holy Palace is nothing more than a chess piece, and he doesn't care at all.

When Jian Wushuang's eyes full of surging murderous eyes came to see, that day, the figure shook, took a deep breath, but immediately issued a loud howl, "The elders of the Holy Palace heard orders!"

The people in the Holy Palace immediately looked at him for a day.

"Escape!"

"How many can escape!"

After speaking for one day, look at Ertian Zun, and immediately they rushed towards Jian Wushuang.

The strong men in the Holy Palace are all embarrassed. They look ugly one by one, but only some of the elders choose to flee. Most of them are indeed like the two deities, rushing towards the sword.

Jian Wushuang has no sympathy for the power of these holy palaces. Before he did not show his full strength, he easily defeated the four heavenly deities, but now his combat power has exploded, relying only on one day, two, Tianzun and those who are in the Holy Land of the Holy Palace are not qualified to stop him.

Slaughter!

Relentless slaughter!

Blood has reddened the void, and the entire Holy Palace is in an atmosphere of destruction.

This slaughter continued for a full hour, and after an hour, the Holy Palace completely calmed down.

Jian Wushuang, who bears a sword, slowly breathes out of his body, stepping out of the Holy Palace step by step.

In the surrounding void, the eyes of countless powerful people are focused on him. These eyes are full of horror and fear, but also a lot of worship and fanatical eyes.

A short hour is an amazing hour for these powerhouses.

For the Holy Palace, it is like a nightmare.

After this hour, the Holy Palace has truly become a Shura hell.

This battle ...

All four celestial beings were beheaded!

The Lord of the Holy Palace, a large number of the elders of the Holy Palace, all died under the sword Wushuang Sword.

Except for a small number of high-level powerful men who have escaped, more than nine Chengdu have been ruthlessly killed by Jian Wushuang.

As for the disciples of the Holy Palace, Jian Wushuang has no mercy to slaughter. Only when he meets those disciples who want to coexist with the Holy Palace, Jian Wushuang will directly kill.

After this battle, the Holy Palace, the overlord that stood on the mainland of Nanyang for thousands of years, is over!

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ps: Borrowed the classic words of potatoes, but in this situation, this sentence is most suitable!