Legend of Swordsman Chapter 71: 11 straight games

The point battle is still going on.

Jian Wushuang's unstoppable sentence really annoyed these Dragon Palace disciples. Many disciples who have passed through the fifth floor are eager to try, but this is exactly in the arms of Jian Wushuang.

Almost all of these disciples are Huahai successfully, and Jian Wushuang ’s perception of artistic conception may just barely reach the fifth level. Many disciples who have passed through the fifth level are better than him, but his biggest advantage is Outburst of spiritual power.

Relying on the crush of absolute strength, he won the fifth matchup.

Follow up, games 6, 7 ... until game 11!

Eleven games, win all!

The Dragon Palace disciples on the Yanwu field are shocked and speechless.

If Jian Wushuang just wins the next two games in a row, it ’s nothing, but now Jian Wushuang has won 11 games in a row. In this 11 games, except the first three players Beyond the fourth floor, the other eight people all passed through the fifth floor, and as a result, all lost to Jian Wushuang.

"It's strength. The swordsman's strength is too strong, much stronger than Huahai's perfection."

"It's just Huahai, but is it so powerful?"

"He has been playing for eleven games in a row. Why do I feel that his spiritual strength has not weakened at all? Doesn't he need to consume spiritual power when confronting people?"

Wow, everyone is amazed.

They marveled at the power of sword unparalleled and the vastness of spiritual power.

It goes without saying that it is much stronger than Hua Hai's consummation, but the vastness of spiritual power is equally shocking.

It should be noted that there are eleven full matchups. In the eleven matchups, several swords matchless have fallen into hard battles. After continuous battles, how much is the consumption of spiritual power?

If it is an ordinary warrior, I am afraid that at most it will be able to continue the two or three matchups. We must immediately stop and rest to restore our spiritual strength.

Battle! war! war!

Eleven consecutive matches, there was no pause in the middle, so all the battles were won. Not only that, after the eleven matches, the spirit of Jian Wushuang did not weaken at all?

His condition is still at its peak?

What kind of monster is this?

Everyone feels incredible.

"But who else is going to fight with me for points?" Jian Wushuang's breath was magnificent, and his eyes looked around.

The Dragon Palace disciples around looked at each other, but no one stood up again.

Eleven games in a row, Jian Wushuang has used his sturdy record to prove to everyone that he is not a soft persimmon, but a big and hard iron plate. If he goes against this iron plate, Without losing face, the key is the thousand points.

For them, a thousand points is not a small number.

"Are there no one?" Jian Wushuang looked at everyone's eyes and nodded contentedly, but as he was about to turn away, a fluttering voice suddenly sounded.

"Here, it's lively."

A voice with a smile, followed by a handsome man wearing a luxurious robe slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"Nangong Jie!"

"Isn't he always retreating? Why did he come here?"

"Haha, this is interesting now."

There was a commotion around, apparently these Dragon Palace disciples knew this handsome man.

Jian Wushuang also looked at the Junyi man, his slender figure, handsome face, with a hint of ethereal temperament. From the appearance, it was almost perfect.

"I just heard that a newcomer has come to Dragon Palace today, and I can say that anyone who has passed through the fifth floor can challenge him. The visitor does not refuse. This tone is not ordinary. "Jun Yi man Nangong Jie smiled lightly, but his eyes locked on Jian Wushuang's body instantly.

"Nangong Jie, my brother said that, but it was only for the Dragon Palace disciples at the level of Huahai, and you, a congenital Jindan who broke through half a year ago, come here for fun? "Wang Fat man could not help but drink.

Most of the Dragon Palace disciples are Huahai, but a few of them have broken through to the level of Jindan, such as this Nangongjie, is one of them.

"Oh, I do n’t know that your brother has distinguished Haidan and Jindan when he said that sentence. All the Dragon Palace disciples he said have broken through the fifth floor, and I have only broken through the fifth floor. One of them. "

"Furthermore, your brother has a clear sense of heaven and earth, but he has defeated so many Dragon Palace disciples who have passed through the fifth tier. It is not because he is stronger than others. ? "

"I estimate that with his full strength, his strength will not be weaker than a congenital Jindan. I will challenge him and not bully him." Nangong Jie said.

"That is, does this swordsman rely on his strength to be better than Huahai to be able to defeat so many disciples in succession, why now when he encounters a stronger one, he wants to fight back?" Immediately there were disciples around Coaxed.

"You ..." What did Fatty Wang want to say.

"Boss Wang Yuan, you don't need to say anything." Jian Wushuang waved his hand to interrupt Wang Fatzi's words and continued, "Since I said that all disciples who have passed through the fifth floor can challenge me, I will never Will regret it. "

"Nangong Jie, I promised to gamble with you, but the bet is still only a thousand points."

"One thousand points?" Nangong Jie frowned, "OK."

"I've shot." Nangong Jie smiled slightly, but his body began to dissipate slowly at this moment.

Wow!

A silent sword light appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"So fast."

Jian Wushuang was terrified. He was also aware of Hayate Kendo and was good at speed, but at this moment Nangong Jie ’s speed started, but he could n’t see it completely, even he did n’t see what the other party was. Time to draw a sword.

The majestic sword of the earth broke out, and Jian Wushuang did not hesitate to choose defense.

Oh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Ten dozen swords erupted from Nangong Jie in succession. One sword was faster than the other, and its strength became faster and faster.

Jian Wushuang has gone all out, his strength bursts into ten percent, and he tried his best to resist the sword of the earth, but even so, when the shadows of the sword looted like a serpent, he still had an irresistible thought .

Suddenly ... pop!

Jian Feng flew across Jian Wushuang's right hand wrist, marking a very clear sword mark. The sword had no pain in both hands and wrists, and its strength was loose. The three killing swords fell directly to the ground.

"Boss, are you okay?" Wang Fat, Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou all rushed over immediately.

"It's all right." Jian Wushuang shook his head and picked up the three-killer sword again.

"Nangong Jie, just study, and it's only the end of the order, but you may be too heavy to start." Wang Fatzi said lowly.

"Oh, sorry, I missed it."

Nangong Jie said quickly that it seemed to be accidentally made, but the teasing smile on the corner of his mouth made everyone understand that he was intentional