Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5320: 5315

After a huge muffled sound, the chasing sword on the ring was smashed tens of thousands of miles away.

The whole body began to crack.

To the effect!

The great elder sitting above, his face changed slightly.

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't help shaking his head in public. This chasing sword was too turbulent, and it kept provoking by virtue of his posture.

I originally wanted to find Zhu Bacha's flaws, but in the end he leaked the flaws, was severely injured by a sword, and his divine body was shattered.

This is obviously going to be over.

"Give me annihilation!" I wish the body of the eight-pointed demon, swooping in mighty battles.

The Chasing Wind Sword drew the sword again, and the breath continued to rise, but in the middle of it, it languished. Obviously, the origin was also injured.

"Stop!"

Before Nine Swords elders called to stop, the elder stood up first, and with a wave of his hand, he directly pulled the chasing sword out of the ring.

Elder Nine Swords expression moved, a little angry.

He now doubts whether this Wind-Chasing Sword is the illegitimate son of the Great Elder. Is it necessary?

Even if the sword is really smashed, the sword of the chasing wind will not fall, and at most it will be seriously injured and sleep for a while.

This is not good, let him fix his own problems.

The face of Taoist Liuyang isn't very good-looking, if it weren't for the palace lord of Shangqing here, he would have to swear.

Does the fight between juniors need this?

Personally, even if you want to stop the loss, it will be Elder Nine Swords!

Could it be possible that Jiu Jian could still watch the Tai A Jian of the Shang Qing Palace fall.

The other emperors, even though they were a little dissatisfied, didn't dare to show it, so they could only turn their heads to congratulate Taoist Liuyang.

Hearing this, his face was a little better.

These people obviously don't care about treasures.

Ke Jian Wushuang cares!

In his opinion, the two are of equal strength, and the great elders will interfere, which is also in his expectation, so he will bet for a tie.

Now that's good, this chasing sword is too wasteful. His strength hasn't been revealed at all. It is very hopeful that he will tie. He has to hide his hand and wait for the other party's flaws.

In the end, I lost.

"Damn it!"

Jian Wushuang cursed secretly. He didn't find any treasures, and finally lost the Zhuxian Divine Stone.

"I wish the eight forks win!" Elder Nine Swords shouted, and the other twelve Tai A Jianzi all leaked expressions of surprise.

According to what the elders said, shouldn't they be the strongest? Originally, they vowed to defend all the arenas without a single defeat.

Who would have thought that after only a few rounds, one lost.

They also heard that a Taoist monarch came up on the Tomb God Mountain. His strength was very strong, and his origin was much stronger than that of the emperor. Before that man made a move, they lost one.

A lot of treasures and sacred stones floated in front of Zhu Bacha.

"These are all yours!"

When Zhu Bacha heard this, he thought that Jinjian would not be given to him. He was hesitant to pick it up at the moment, and his eyes turned to Taoist Liuyang.

"Take it! These treasures have nothing to do with golden swords!"

The Taoist Liuyang spoke, wishing Bacha would dare to receive so many treasures.

"Don't thank these seniors!" Liuyang Taoist Yin and Yang Weiqi Road.

Zhu Bacha seems to have understood, and bowed and thanked me now.

Those people of the magic door, it's okay, the other decent monarchs are a bit unsightly.

Especially Elder Nine Swords, he is not afraid of losing, and he does not complain.

I just can’t get used to this practice of the Great Elder.

"Next round, continue!"

Elder Nine Swords, his voice is like Hong Zhong.

Zhu Bacha set the precedent for the sword seizure this time, and the emperor also played one after another.

The Daojun who can sit in the second row can be as powerful as an emperor, and their status is extremely noble. This time they come for the golden sword and have a reputation.

They are all figures who are about to unite together. After this victory, the Taoist heart is completed, and the unity stepped into the emperor and became a strong one.

"Sharuo City, Broly!" A burly man with a naked upper body and pewter eyes stood up.

He sits in the fifth row, so inconspicuous!

The breath is also very ordinary, full of jet black hair, bound by a headband, like a savage.

The Taoist sitting in the third row couldn't help but sneer: "It's this time, there are still people daydreaming!"

In the first few rounds, most of them were casual cultivators. These casual cultivators have no discipline and no school. They directly report their names and no one knows them. They can only add a city name in front of them.

"Qingyang Sect, Five Sans!"

"Jingguang City, last week!"

"........."

Jian Wushuang didn't plan to watch it anymore, and there was nothing to watch behind.

In general, he is very enthusiastic about the unique treasures, but these people are not very good, no wonder the Temple of Qi will recruit inheritors from the outside world.

The practitioners in the four secret realms of feelings are all waste. No matter how strong the inherited treasure is, the original flaws cannot be made up for.

Yang Sanmu knew about this for a long time, but didn't care about it. That's why he has been so stern when he got here.

These people really don't deserve to sit at the table with him.

To fight abroad, he would rather believe in the puppets of the Xuanwu Temple than the waste left over from ancient times.

"Tomb God Mountain, Jian Wushuang, ask for advice!"

Jian Wushuang's figure is like a sharp blade, breaking through the air and falling directly to the last vacant ring.

The thirteenth sword of Shangqing, the twelfth sword "Mengjian Fairy!"

This name is also very similar to an old person, Jian Wushuang doesn't like it.

His appearance made Elder Jiujian's expression change. Today, at least two Golden Swords have been lost. He can't quite see the strength of Jian Wushuang. Fairy Shengmengjian is more than enough.

The appearance of Jian Wushuang made many younger generations straighten their eyes.

The mysterious Taoist monarch on the Tomb God Mountain is even more invisible, but many people still feel that it is too exaggerated, even if it is strong, it is a Taoist monarch.

The four great mysteries are so big, you can still be afraid of a Taoist king from a mountain.

Initially, these people thought that Jian Wushuang's status should also challenge Jiankui when they played, but they didn't expect to beat a woman.

Really reduced the status.

They are all in the first row, and they are the same generation as those of the fifth-order emperors, and that's what they can do.

Nie Yuan doesn't think there is anything wrong with Jian Wushuang. He is a master of kendo, and he can analyze many things in every move of sword repair.

"Uncle Nie, is he strong?" Qing Luo girl asked cautiously.

Nie Yuan nodded, and said: "Very strong, at least one grade better than the Dream Sword Fairy!"

"Then did he fight too A Jiankui?" The girl had many questions in her heart. Seeing Master Nie's answer, she hurriedly asked.

Nie Yuan turned his head and said with a petting look in his eyes: "I will know this after a fight! Take a good look, it's useful to you."

An emperor sitting in the fourth row couldn't help but snorted and sneered: "Why, I just hugged my thigh, so I started flattering."

The emperor's strength is average, but his background is very strong, so he dared to speak up, Nie Yuan.

After hearing these words, the Qingluo girl was very angry, but she wanted to refute but was suppressed by Nie Yuan.

Huh!

How powerful the emperors are, they don’t know Jian Wushuang very well, and those Dao Monarchs are even worse.