Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4350: Take a tripod

Jian Wushuang's divine strength is tens of thousands of times greater than that of Ling Ling. At the moment, under the blessing of the primitive universe, the gap between him and Ling Ling is even more incredible!

"Have you hit enough?"

Jian Wushuang spit out these five words.

"I ..."

The Lord's face turned flushed, and he couldn't say a word.

"Since you've played enough, can you say it well?"

Jian Wushuang's expression was calm, and he released his five fingers holding the flame gun.

In a moment, the Lord of the Puppets, who was too late to pull back, was too late to react, his body fluttered, and he almost fell from the air.

The Lord of the Puppets, who re-clamped the blaze gold gun, reappeared a smile on his face.

"Hum, you took my holy place inside, but now you are so embarrassed to tell me, do you want me to speak well?"

"If you want my lord to speak well, then take my first move!"

"Secret Art, Seven Madness Real Fire !!!"

The Lord Ling yelled, and his hands were fierce.

Instantly, the flame gun disappeared and turned into a golden flame.

As soon as this golden flame came out, it suddenly seemed to burn out the sky, turning the entire sky and the earth into a sea of ​​fire!

The sword unparalleled under this sea of ​​fire is like a flat boat in the sea of ​​anger, as if swallowed by the sea of ​​fire at any time.

"Go to death!"

The Lord of the Gods laughed, and his hands were torn again. Instantly, this golden flame turned into a lifelike golden fire dragon, each scale was shining, and the flames stepped on his feet.

"Go !!!"

Lord of the Lord Ling shouted and pushed forward fiercely. Instantly, this golden fire dragon arrogantly screamed and darted to bite at the sword!

"Stubbornness."

Jian Wushuang shook his head. He wanted to use Wu Crying God to smash this fire dragon, but it seemed like he thought of something. Instead of taking out Wu Crying God Sword, he turned his right hand over, a bronze ancient Ding appeared in his hands.

The bronze ancient tripod was wrapped and suppressed by Jian Wushuang with divine power. The original magnificent one has been restored to its original shape, just like an iron golem of Heibuoqiuqiu, insignificant.

"Just try your power."

Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed, grasping the bronze ancient tripod and throwing it forward, he immediately smashed at the fire dragon in the proud world.

Only, in order to be afraid of this tripod, Jian Wushuang directly smashed the Lingzhu Lord into ashes and controlled the power, and only used less than 10% of the power of the bronze ancient tripod.

嘭 ~~! !!

I saw the bronze ancient tripod suddenly turned into a parabola, and slammed it on the mouth of the fire dragon formed by the seven fires!

Oh! !!

There is no obstacle at all, just like a sledgehammer tossing tofu. This mighty fire dragon was directly smashed by an inch, disintegrated and turned into countless beach flame stars!

This is not the end. After the bronze ancient dinger smashed the fire dragon, a twirling spin, smashing again towards the Lord of the Linghe!

"What the **** is this?"

The Lord Ling Ling's face was dumbfounded, and he saw a black iron hawk, which rushed out of countless Mars, constantly enlarging in his pupil!

哐 当 ~!

Finally, the bronze ancient tripod drew a beautiful arc to the extreme, and hit him straight on his forehead.

"What did I smash?"

This is the last thought that flashed in the mind of Lord Lingbi.

Immediately, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

咻.

The unconscious Spirit Lord, fell to the ground and raised countless dust.

"Holy Lord !!!"

"Dare you dare to kill the Lord? !!!"

Suddenly, countless disciples of Holy Land and Elder Jiufeng who watched the battle yelled.

It's just that they are full of embarrassment and impetuous looks, but none of them dare to step forward, but they really face the sword unparalleled.

Jiang Wushuang seemed to be ignorant of them. Instead of ignoring them, he looked at the bronze ancient tripod, frowned, and flashed a light in his eyes.

This is the first time he has used this bronze ancient tripod to face the enemy. He has done everything he can to control the strength of the bronze ancient tripod, and only uses only 10% of the strength of the bronze ancient tripod itself.

Unexpectedly, even if it did, the sacred body of the Lord of the Gods would almost collapse, and the spirits would be directly occluded under severe blows.

This is an invincible master!

If he then uses the innate air in the bronze ancient tripod, will the power be gained?

"It seems that the power of this bronze ancient tripod is far beyond my imagination.

Thinking of this, Jian Wu's eyes twinkled, and his thoughts flowed for a moment.

After a moment, Jian Wushuang stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, and the majestic power poured out, grabbing the bronze ancient tripod, and taking it into the ring.

"Rest assured, your Lord is all right."

Jian Wushuang bowed his head, and gave a glance to everyone in the Holy Land Holy Land,

Seeing Jian Wushuang's gaze, they shuddered in their hearts.

They just finally saw it clearly. The thing that did not slip away and smashed the suzerain turned out to be a bronze ancient tripod!

A tripod?

This is too fierce! !!

......

A month has passed.

In this month, Jian Wushuang did not leave Ling Ling Holy Land, but quietly waited for Ling Ling Holy Lord to wake up.

For Lingwu Sacred Land, although it is just an ordinary force that can be destroyed, he has never acted in a happy life. He said that he would pay resources to make up for Lingwu Holy Land. Then he would naturally say it.

The seventh peak of Ling Ling has a cliff overlooking the entire Ling Ling Holy Land.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and realized the avenue silently.

The Lord of Hearts respects and respectfully stands behind Jian Wushuang like a servant.

Since Jian Wushuang defeated Ling Ling Lord a month ago with a move of bronze Guding, she was completely convinced by Jian Wushuang.

"Don't abandon your Lord, Lord Lord has awakened this morning."

Congratulations, Dominate your heart.

Jian Wushuang's back was dominated by Xin Xin, nodding his head when he heard the words, and stood up.

"Okay. Let's go and see him."

"Yes!"

After a while, Jian Wushuang saw the Lord Ling Ling in the Sovereign Hall of the Ling Ling Holy Land.

The sober Lord, who is awake, is still weak, although his body is still covered with cracks, but his face has recovered a lot.

However, he is like a frosted eggplant, with a weak expression and a low sigh, as if aging for decades.

He looked at Jian Wushuang stepping out of the hall step by step, his anger on his face had disappeared, and it was replaced by helplessness.

"Sir, you have already taken the innate fire, and I am not your opponent. What else do you want to do? My temple is small and I can't stand it."

Reluctant Lord Ling Ling said.

Jian Wushuang heard a smile and said, "Sir Lord, you don't have to worry, I just came to pay you compensation."

"Compensation?"

I was still frustrated, like the holy lord who frosted the eggplant, and suddenly came to spirit, his waist was straight, and his eyes shot bright.