Legend of Swordsman Chapter 980: Invincible place

"It turned out to be a conscious attack?" Jian Wushuang was surprised.

Attack of consciousness, he can also, and just now he has also performed on Lord Suffering.

The conscious attack is a conscious attack, and the attack move is an attack move. The two are completely different.

Now, the sword of bitter respect for the Lord turned out to be a conscious attack in the sword?

Attack of consciousness and swordsmanship are perfectly integrated?

At the moment you saw Daoguang, the conscious attack had swept towards Jian Wushuang. Although Jian Wushuang's consciousness was extremely overwhelming, under the sudden attack, the consciousness was still stunned, plus the suffering of the Lord Yidao is really too fast, making Jian Wushuang have no time to resist the sword, can only watch the knife light, and chopped towards his body.

"Not good!"

"Sword Warriors!"

Xiao Di and others in the imperial city were astonished when they saw this scene.

"Are you going to die?" The people of the three kingdoms showed ecstasy.

Especially Ape Tianzun, Bliss Emperor, and Nandi Zun, they all wished that Jian Wushuang died in the hand of Kuzuo.

The sword light is cut, and Jian Wushuang can't resist it at all. This knife light is directly on the body of Jian Wushuang without any hindrance.

Oh!

The sound of metal impact sounded, and sparks spattered.

"Huh?" Lord Ku ’s body shook suddenly.

"What?" The big men in the three kingdoms were all surprised.

I saw that in the void on the battlefield, the Lord ’s sword was next to Jian Wushuang ’s body. The horrible power had completely burst out, but the sword had failed to replace the blood robe on Jian Wushuang. Break open.

Jian Wushuang still stood there, looking pale, and his breath was not weakened at all.

"How is that possible?"

The powerhouses of the three kingdoms are completely stunned.

Although a few days ago, Jian Wushuang and Gu Bing Dao Zun fought, and that bone Ji Dao Zun made a full shot and could n’t pierce Jian Wushuang ’s clothes. However, Bone Jing Dao Zun is Bone Jing Dao Zun. The second roundabout is worth fighting, but now it is shot, but one of the eighteen Lords of the Nether Temple.

And the bitter master is still the strongest sword to show. The power of this knife can be felt by everyone around it, almost reaching the top level of three turns.

But as a result, such a sturdy sword was split on Jian Wushuang's body. Is Jian Wushuang still intact?

Defensive ability, so against the sky?

At the moment, Jian Shuangshuang, with a strong surprise in his eyes, his body is also shaking slightly, and his heart is roaring wildly, "Sure enough, it really is what I expected Like. "

"As an ancient **** of the Samsung royal family, my flesh is extremely strong, and the blood evil will directly reduce the power of 99%. Even if I stand there, I will not resist. Among the three-passage deities, only The few people on the top can hurt me! "

"Although the Lord of Suffering is very powerful, he just had that sword, that horrible speed, and that weirdness. Among the three lanes, it is estimated that few people have time to block it. Although weird and terrible, attacking power is only close to the top of the three turns. Such power ... can't hurt me at all !!! "

"I can't even hurt, and trying to kill me is simply a luxury!"

On the battlefield, the bitter Lord frowned, and he also saw it.

"This boy is obviously just an eternal state, but the body is terrible, and the blood robe he wears is not a trivial matter. I can't even hurt him with a stab at all." The Lord Suffered thought of this , Could not help but secretly shook his head.

"Bitter Lord, your strongest sword has been cast, then, you will also receive my strongest move." Jian Wushuang's magnificent voice sounded suddenly.

The bitter Master lost his countenance and immediately looked up at Jian Wushuang.

The sword is unparalleled at this moment, his eyes are cold, and the three four-star pattern at the center of his eyebrow is radiating a dazzling light. The power of ancient gods, like a tide, rushed towards his right index finger.

"The second finger of the ancient god, broken star!"

Jian Wushuang uttered a roar, and the roar fell, and the index finger in his hand, which had reached the extreme potential, pointed out instantly.

Boom!

In the void, a fierce pothole was immediately opened. In the center of the pothole, a tall ancient **** phantom slowly appeared. This ancient **** phantom is only half a statue and its volume is not too large. It is too huge, only a hundred feet high, but when this virtual shadow pointed out the towering golden giant finger, the power of terror swept away, but it still made many of the strong players present.

Three fingers of the ancient god, this is the second finger!

A thousand and two hundred years ago, in the battle of the imperial city, Jian Wushuang also performed this trick, and at that time he was devouring the true blood of King Luo Zhen and broke out an extremely horrific combat power. Perfectly reflected.

Now that he has reached the level of the ancient **** of Samsung, this second finger, he just barely can cast it.

Although barely, it is still much stronger than the first finger.

The horrible finger, feeling the mighty power contained in this finger, the Master Kuzu also sank, and a cold hum came out of his mouth. The next moment, he held the knife in both hands, and the powerful power burst out. , Outrageous sword, destroying the deadly swinging wave.

Oh!

A loud noise.

The terrible mighty power formed a storm that smashed the surrounding void and the ground below. This storm was still spreading at an alarming rate.

Oh!

A ghostly figure suddenly emerged from the storm. It is the bitter lord, but the bitter lord at the moment, his face is a little pale, and there is a hint of blood in his mouth, apparently in the impact just now. Among them, he was not comfortable.

As for Jian Wushuang, he is still at the core of the great storm. When the storm completely dissipates, his figure gradually reveals.

"Sword Warriors, you won. From now on, this seat will never revenge in front of you." The bitter Lord spoke with a hint of helplessness.

He is really helpless.

Actually, it is really about strength. He is better than Jian Wushuang.

With close-kill fighting, Jian Wushuang can only be completely crushed by him, and his strongest sword, Jian Wushuang can't resist at all.

How can it be, the defense ability of Jian Wushuang is too high!

If he tries his best, he can't hurt Jian Wushuang in the slightest.

Under such circumstances, even if Jian Wushuang stood in front of him and did not fight back, he could not kill Jian Wushuang even if he attacked.

The ability to defend against the sky has made Jian Wushuang invincible from the beginning.

"Respect for the Lord, let it go." Jian Wushuang showed a hearty smile.

"Jian Wushuang, I came here today and brought a sentence from the Lord Lord. The Lord Lord wants to ask you, are you interested in joining the Nether Temple?" Suffering Lord suddenly said.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang stunned.

The Lord of the Nether Temple invites him to join the Nether Temple?