Legend of Swordsman Chapter 465: Kill!

With the command of Jian Wushuang, the blood **** soldiers immediately turned into a **** streamer.

He first appeared in front of the monster lord.

"Trenches?"

The monster lord saw the blood **** soldiers coming in, his brows raised slightly, but he didn't care.

After all, this time in Dongfu and her party, she encountered too many trenches. Like this palace, there are a lot of gold armored trenches and the four purple gold trenches. These trenches, for her, also It is difficult to pose a danger, and Jian Wushuang is a sanctuary. How strong can the trenches he put out?

"Get out of here!"

The lord of the monsters is ready to split.

Although it was just a knife that was cut off at will, there was still a blood moon emerging, carrying great power.

The blood **** soldiers are directly punched out by ordinary punches.

The two collided head-on, and in a short time, the blood power of the blood **** soldier struck the fright of the fist, and it erupted directly.

"What?"

The monster lord's complexion changed greatly. She only felt a force that she couldn't resist violently burst from the opponent's fist. The first time she smashed her **** demon sword slightly, huge. Power passed into her body along her arms.

"Oh!"

The monster lord spewed a large mouthful of blood on the sky, and the breath on his body immediately fell down, and his body sank sharply.

In just one collision, among the top lords, they are all very strong monster lords, and they have already been seriously injured.

"This, this is ... the prince's combat power!"

The monster lord stood up, raised his head, but screamed a little loudly.

This wailing echoed throughout the palace, causing the eyes of the lords of the two camps in the palace to stare at once.

Prince combat power?

Princely trenches?

Everyone couldn't help but looked at the blood **** soldier and nodded secretly.

The Phantom Lord will be seriously injured with one punch, of course, he has the princely combat power.

But the point is, how could a princely trench be present in the hands of a holy realm?

You know, even in the two camps, no one has a princely trench!

A prince's trench is equivalent to a princely level of combat power. In the two camps, only the floating snow prince and the Cangyue prince possessed it.

They don't know that this blood **** soldier is dying, but it is from the hand of the sword ancestor, and it is also the strongest trench that the sword ancestor made.

"It is indeed a trench made by the sword ancestor himself. It used to consume only three red spars. The blood **** soldiers did not exert much power at all, but they can still easily crush the anti-star power. In case of an accident, only four pieces of sparite are consumed, and the fighting power of the Blood God Soldier is enough to reach the level of a normal lord! "

"Consumption of six spars should be comparable to the High Lord!"

"Thanks to the consumption of ten red spar stones at one time, this blood **** soldier's fighting power erupted to the peak, but he has already entered the threshold of the prince!"

The strongest trenches crafted by the sword ancestors, will they disappoint swordsman?

"Lord Lord, today you will die."

The killing intention flashes in Jian Wu's eyes, and the blood **** soldier Xi Dang even turns into a streamer and kills the monster lord in the past.

At the same time, the **** river that has been flooding the entire palace at this moment is also rolled away towards the leader of the monster. The powerful oppression force acts on the body of the monster lord, causing the body of the monster lord to be affected. Small restrictions.

"Damn!"

The lord of the monster looks a little embarrassed, looking at the blood **** soldiers with a hint of dread.

She knows that, even at the peak, when she meets the blood **** soldiers, she only has to escape, and now she has been seriously injured, and there is oppression in the field of sword unparalleled, there is no room for competition.

"Escape, escape!"

The monster lord fled.

"Can you escape?"

Jian Wushuang's intention to kill is like a rainbow, but at this moment he has a vast burst of spiritual power, and then he sees his palms stretched out and shoots several palm prints against the void one after another. Spiritual power was also released.

"Mystery of Shura, Eighteen Hell!"

Sen Leng's voice echoed in the palace.

For a time, the sky and the earth changed color. Among the huge **** river, a huge **** loft came slowly, and there was a ghost in the **** loft.

Immediately after the Scarlet Attic came, an invisible force spread.

The monster lord under the scarlet loft in the depths was affected by this invisible force for the first time.

I saw her original shape escaping quickly, but there was a slight pause in the void, this pause was very short, just a blink of an eye.

This is the limit that Jian Wushuang can reach.

After all, the monster lord is a top lord, and his realm is still lower. Even if he tries his best to perform the eighteen hell, it will only make the monster lord's consciousness have a blink of an eye.

The light is so, Jian Wushuang has already consumed 70% of the spiritual power in his body.

The blink of an eye is too short, even if many lords from the two camps are present, it is difficult to do anything in the blink of an eye, but the blood **** soldier is different.

Thanks to the consumption of ten sparite-powered sparites, their combat power is already comparable to that of an ordinary prince.

The princely level of combat power bursts out, and the speed bursts out. In the blink of an eye, the blood **** soldiers have already caught up with the monster lord.

After the blink of an eye, the monster lord came back to God, but the blood **** corpse had also appeared, waving his fist, and smashed directly into her head.

"Not good!"

The lord of the monster was frightened, and he hurriedly slashed the **** demon sword to resist this punch.

As a result, she was already seriously injured. This time, it was even more unbearable. The **** demon knife in the bombarded hands flew out, and three blood spewed out from her mouth. Her shape also collapsed, but she didn't wait for her to stand still. Body shape, behind her, a huge scarlet palm suddenly appeared.

The scarlet palm was formed by the sword Wushuang driving Huang Quanlu. The scarlet palm appeared behind the monster lord and slammed it. The monster lord was suddenly out of shape, but he was once again facing the blood **** soldier. Come.

"No!"

The lord of the monster snarled violently. She had already seen the blood **** soldier waving his fist and smashing into her head.

And this time, she didn't have any chance to dodge.

Oh!

The head of the monster lord was directly crushed by bombardment.

In this scene, the lords of the two major camps around saw each other and couldn't help breathing down.

Even the Dark Lord is a look of horror.

The monster lord, even among the top lords in Liuxiao Realm, is extremely powerful and arrogant. Like the black lord, although it is slightly stronger than the monster lord, he has no confidence in the monster lord To beheaded.

But now, the monster lord is dead!

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