Legend of Swordsman

Around the ring, everyone looked at Jian Wushuang with pity.

In their opinion, Jian Wushuang is going up now, just to die.

"Go ahead, take your full strength, or you won't have a chance." Then Xia Ling looked at Jian Wushuang indifferently, and her eyes seemed to be looking at an ant.

"as you wish."

Jian Wushuang casually replied, Shao Di Jian appeared in his hands, and then he drew a sword directly at Xia Yi across a distant distance.

A sword waved out, and immediately a huge sword shadow struck and killed Xia Yi.

However, across such a long distance, and the speed of that sword is not fast, let alone Xia Yuan, any one of the strongest gods can easily avoid it.

"What are you doing, boy?"

"Did you know that you must die, so you have given up and just wanted to do something?"

"It doesn't come like this. I can hide from such a sword."

Numerous martial arts in the audience discussed.

And just as they expected, the sword image of such a “bright and righteous” came over, and that Xia Yi's figure was only a slight illusion, and he easily avoided it.

"It really is a ant."

Xia Yi dismissed a smile, and her body shape appeared before the sword without double sides, and then a blade of black ink swept away.

This knife light is amazing.

The magpie and the demon had died under this sword light before.

Seeing this scene, many people in the audience have already secretly sighed.

But just when this knife light is about to touch Jian Wushuang's body ...

clang!

The sound of metal impact sounded, and a strange sword shadow appeared silently, and the knife was properly resisted.

"Huh?" Xia Yiyi looked up.

"what?"

"Stopped it?"

Around the Yantai was a shock.

They saw that Jian Wushuang wielded the sword by himself, blocking Xia Ying's sword.

"interesting."

Xia Yan's mouth slightly tilted, but his eyes were abnormally cold. When his wrist moved, the darkened sword in his hand was rattling! !! !! Grabbed out one after another.

Sandao Sen Leng exudes the cold shadow of the sword, and rushes towards Jian Wushuang's throat, heart and eyebrow.

These three knife shadow powers are not very strong, but the speed is extremely terrifying.

clang! clang! clang!

Three consecutive clashes sounded through the ring, these three sword shadows were also blocked by the sword unparalleled.

"Can't keep up with the speed of my sword?"

There was a hint of surprise in Xia Yi's heart, but it followed with a cold hum. The darkened cold sword in his hand was suddenly raised, and a majestic power gathered instantly.

Wow!

Daoguang cut off instantly.

Previously, Xia Yi shot, the sword was only fast, but the power was very ordinary, but now the sword has shown a vast power.

Jian Wushuang also immediately raised his sword to resist.

Huh!

A loud noise blocked the sword.

However, the terrifying power contained in this sword was like a huge mountain rolling over, and the sword Wushuangzhen blasted out fiercely at the first time, and finally hit the edge of the ring.

A giant pit appeared on the ground of that platform, and the dust was rolling.

"The strength of this **** is barely reluctant, but unfortunately, it is still a waste." Xia Yi looked at Jian Wushuang, who was trapped in the huge pit, chuckled, and then turned to leave.

In the auditorium, countless people watching the war looked at Xia Xie with awe.

"This summer, it's really strong."

"In the three games, he was against the three most powerful and powerful gods, but in the end he won easily."

"No wonder he dared to say one enemy and three before. Indeed, even if these three gods join forces, it is estimated that in his hands, it will not be able to support Banzhuxiang's time."

A sound of astonishment came from all directions.

All these sounds fell into Xia Xun's ears. Xia Xun was still light and light. He looked like a handsome boy. On the bright side, he didn't care at all about these amazing sounds, but in his heart, he was extremely comfortable.

He very much enjoyed the feeling that the stars hold the moon and people admire it.

This feeling made him very happy and comfortable.

With a touch of joy, this Xia Xi went to the edge of the ring and looked at Lin Wan, "Miss Waner ..."

Xia Yan just wanted to say something, but suddenly, pop! The cracking sound of the ground suddenly sounded, a stone turned into a streamer and shot directly at Xia Yi's head.

Xia Ling's face sank, his body surging, and the stone was shaken directly into powder, followed by him and turning to look.

I saw Jian Wushuang's figure standing up again from the huge pit. He stood there coldly and patted the dust on his clothes.

Looking at Jian Wushuang at this moment, Xia Yan's complexion could not help changing.

"not dead?"

"Not only wasn't he dead, but he wasn't even hurt?"

A hint of wonder rose in Xia's heart.

He was just that stab, and the power is very good. Even if a fourth step eternal real collision, it is impossible to be innocent.

"He wasn't hurt?"

"Isn't I hurt ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Isn't my breath weakened at all?"

"This……"

Around Yantai, a large number of warriors also looked back at Jian Wushuang again.

These warriors were stunned.

The only one who was not surprised was that there were only three of them: the owner of the Bauhinia Island, the owner of Tianyun Pavilion, and Yang Zaixuan.

On the ring platform, the sword has no cold sides and no emotion, and stares at the Xia Ling in front of it. "Xia Ling, I heard you are called the first **** of the ancient world?"

"Is this happening, what's wrong?" Xia Xun looked at Jian Wushuang coldly, but there was still a slight disdain in Meiyu.

Jian Wushuang's mouth angled up, and the cold words spit out slowly from his mouth, "It's nothing, I just want to tell you, if your strength is only to this extent, then from today, you will be the title of God It's my turn. "

Jian Wushuang said very casually and blandly, but many warriors in the **** battle platform heard it, but they could not help but widen their eyes.

The title of God belongs to him on the first day?

what is this?

"Oh, good, then I want to see how you can take it from me." Xia Ye's face became cold, apparently Jian Wushuang's words had already completely angered him.

"I'll let you know."

Jian Wushuang did not have any more nonsense. He tightened the sword of the Emperor Shao, but in the next moment he directly triggered his own blood power.

In a moment, his body began to skyrocket at an alarming rate.

Not only his body shape began to skyrocket, but even his breath quickly followed.

With countless martial arts stunned in the surrounding area, only a moment, the sword Wushuang has been transformed into a 15-meter-high Jinjia ancient god.

The sword of Emperor Shao in his hand also skyrocketed along with his body, soaring to ten meters in length.