Legend of Swordsman Chapter 505: Innate Divine Power

As soon as the black ape walked, only Wu Wushuang and the round-faced girl Wu Yu remained in the camp.

Jian Wushuang was lying on the bed, struggling to walk down, but found that with a slight movement of his body, his body felt like a huge blow, and it was extremely painful.

Unfortunately, he could only lean on a pillar supporting the camp in the back, but his gaze was turned towards that rain.

"You're called Jian Wushuang, then I'll call you Brother Wushuang." Wu Yu blinked and stared at Jian Wushuang. "Brother Wushuang, Ada said, you are seriously injured and can't move." /

Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly, and said, "I'll call you drizzle. Did you find me in Houshan and bring me back?"

"Yes." Wu Yu focused heavily.

"You alone?" Jian Wushuang wondered.

"Of course." Wu Yu nodded again.

Hearing this, the sword has no two-sided color but is a bit weird.

The little girl, who looks only eight or nine years old, carried him back from Houshan by herself?

It should be noted that he weighs at least 140 pounds. How much strength does it take to bring him back from Houshan?

And this dark rain, there is no spiritual fluctuation on the body, it is obviously not a warrior, just an ordinary eight or nine-year-old female doll, only by strength to carry him back from the back of a big man, is it possible?

However, he did n’t know that this rain was not carried back by him, but was raised directly above his head and ‘lifted’. The power needed was even greater.

"Brother Wushuang, don't underestimate me, I have great strength, although I am only eight years old, but in my tribe, those brothers and sisters who are two years older than me may not have the strength Come to me. "Wu Yu said with pride.

"Really?" Jian Wushuang moved his palm, and immediately stretched out his palm, and said, "Slight rain, come, give me a hand to try."

"Brother Wushuang, you are hurt now, and I'm quite strong, are you sure you want to try?" Wu Yu's big eyes kept blinking.

"Even though it's shot." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Wu Yu no longer hesitates. When she saw her right hand, she didn't charge much, and banged directly into the palm of Sword Wushuang.

Wu Yu ’s fist swept across the void, and it was a strong wind that bombarded Jianshou's palm, making Jianshuang's figure shocked.

"How about Brother Wushuang?" Wu Yu continued.

"This ..." Jian Wushuang was completely shocked.

Wu Yu's punching power is very clear. The power of this punch is at least over three thousand pounds!

The strength of three thousand pounds is naturally nothing to Jian Wushuang, even if he is seriously injured now, it will not affect him much.

You know, it was only an eight-year-old girl who blasted this punch?

An eight-year-old baby girl didn't even have the slightest spiritual power, and by her brute force alone, three thousand pounds of power broke out.

"Monster!"

Jian Wushuang's heart set off a huge wave.

In Shenzhou, Jian Wushuang also knows that some people are born with divine power, like Blood Luo, who once encountered him in the inner region, born with great power.

But those who are born with divine power in Shenzhou, no matter how evil they are, it is impossible for them to explode with three thousand pounds of power at the age of eight, right?

And most importantly, it ’s not just Wu Yu who has this power.

"Xiaoyu, you just said that in your tribe, those brothers who are two years older than you may not have the same strength as you, that is, their strength is not worse than you?" Jian Wushuang Asked again.

"Well, that's it." Wu Yu nodded. "In our tribe, those who are the same year as me are still nowhere near me, but those older brothers and sisters, they are a few years older than me. , It ’s normal to be stronger than me. "

"The best of our tribe's younger generation is Brother Qinghu. He is fifteen years old this year, and when he was eight years old like me, he could burst into force of 12 kilograms. . "

"I still have a long way to go compared to him."

"Eight years old, with a force of 12 kilograms?" Jian Wushuang was really ashamed.

"Light rain, light rain." A young voice suddenly sounded, and saw a young boy who was about the same age as Wu Yu ran in and was excited: "Brother Qinghu has practiced marksmanship, you don't have to come out and look at it, I'll go first. "

After speaking, the little boy ran out again immediately.

"Brother Qinghu has practiced marksmanship?" Wu Yu also became excited immediately, and even said, "Brother Wushuang, I'll go out for a while. If you are in trouble, just call out loud, I will be outside and can hear you. "

After speaking, Wu Yu never bothered Jian Wushuang again, but hurried out of the camp.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Tiger? The monster who can burst out with 12 kilograms of power at the age of eight?"

Jian Wushuang's heart also raised a hint of curiosity, and immediately resisting the severe pain from his body, he struggled to get out of the bed, and then walked very hard towards the door of the camp account.

Out of the camp, leaning in front of the door, Jian Wu stared forward.

I saw dozens of boys and girls gathered together in the open space in front of them, looking at the young man in front of the central government who were exercising.

The young man is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he is not very old, he is very strong. He is over 1.9 meters tall and is wrapped in simple animal skin. The bare and exposed skin is shining in the sun. Underneath, there is a slight luster, which looks extremely wild.

At this moment, the animal skin boy is holding a spear, and while practicing, his marksmanship is quite awkward, at least in the view of Jian Wushuang, he is still immature, but his power is extraordinary.

"The peak of yang deficiency!"

Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart rose with a stun.

The fifteen-year-old peak of yang deficiency is absolutely incredible in China.

Notice that even the talented disciple Lin Lan, who was so talented in swordsmanship, only reached the peak of yang deficiency at the age of eighteen.

Now that Jian Wushuang came to this world, he saw a fifteen-year-old peak of yang deficiency, and not only that, the most important thing was the strange power possessed by this animal skin boy.

"So powerful physical power, so powerful power!"

Jiang Wushuang can clearly see that, despite the immature marksmanship of this animal skin boy, each shot stabs, the powerful force squeezes the air, making a harsh sound boom around.

Mingming is just a peak of yang deficiency, but such physical body and strength, from the perspective of Jian Wushuang, even if compared with those lords on the Divine Land, it is estimated that they are not much worse.

"Not only him, but the little guys around him, all of them are very good!" Jian Wu's pupils narrowed.

"What kind of world is this?"

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