Legend of Swordsman

Divine spirit Dan, these two strong camps of the Qinghuo Palace and the Golden Kingdom have been hunting for treasures in this area.

After more than ten years, there have been a lot of soul spirits obtained by the two camps.

If only one or two soul spirits appeared in the hall at that moment, even if it was a dozen or more, the strong men in the two camps could not show such a shocked expression.

The reason for this is that there are hundreds of **** spirits in the hall at the moment!

Hundreds of soul spirits, this is equivalent to the creation of hundreds of deities, and they even appeared at the same time.

The two camps, many of the Celestial Masters, immediately turned scarlet.

"So many **** spirits, if I get them at Qinghuo Palace, it will be enough for my Qinghuo Palace's overall strength to skyrocket!" Yi Tianzun looked scarlet.

"One spirit soul pill is equivalent to 1oooo fire point. There are hundreds of spirit soul pill, but that is a million fire points." Menglong Tianzun also licked and pursed his lips.

"This soul pill must be obtained as much as possible." Jinqu Tianzun said hotly.

Jian Wushuang also stood outside the forbidden area, and looked at the expressions of the three surrounding Yi Tianzun, as well as those around him, and his countenance was extremely dignified.

Suddenly ... the hundreds of soul spirits that were originally quietly suspended in the hall seemed to be driven by a certain force, and at this moment they turned into streamers and burst out in all directions.

Hundreds of soul spirits were shot at the same time, and the speed was extremely fast. It instantly penetrated the heavy golden restraint and appeared under the eyes of many Celestial Strongmen in the two camps. The heart pumped.

霎 Time ...

"grab!"

"Hurry up!"

"So many spirits, my god!"

"It's mine, it's all mine!"

The whole world broke out.

crazy!

Many of the Celestials in the two camps are all crazy at this moment.

I saw the arrogant exalted breath of Tianzun bursting out of desperation, these Tianzun took out their own magic soldiers and directly participated in this crazy scramble.

Yi Tianzun, Menglong Tianzun and Jinqu Tianzun all became crazy at the same time.

"Three, be careful yourself!"

Jian Wushuang reminded him that the Blood Peak Sword had already appeared in his hands, and his gaze was on the two spirit souls closest to him, and the figure immediately ran out, just like the predator from above nine days. The eagle appeared in front of those two spirits.

At the same time, there are two Jin Guoqiang.

Among the two Jin Guoqiang, one is a high heaven deity, and the other is a medium heaven deity.

"The breath is just eternity? He is swordless!"

The two Jin Guoqiang recognized Jian Wushuang as soon as possible.

"Well, even if your strength is comparable to Qu Yang? I and the two teamed up to kill him!" The cold young man with a pattern of fire and cloud in his heart groaned.

"Okay!" Another Bi Maiden focused.

When Jian Wushuang rushed to the two soul souls, the offensive of the cold young man and that young girl immediately came.

The cold young man was holding a huge sickle with a scarlet sickle. The blood cloud rolled on him, and the carrier's **** breath was dazzling with the fire cloud pattern at the center of his eyebrow. Out of it, it seemed as if a long river of blood had flowed across the void.

Suddenly the scarlet sickle appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"roll!"

Jian Wushuang screamed sharply. With the continuous influx of ancient **** power, the blood peak sword in his hand burst into a mighty might, and Jian Wushuang directly cut it out.

The outrageous sword, carrying the power of three good-for-all kendos, burst suddenly under the amplitude of the bloodshaker armor.

Huh!

A loud noise.

The long and boundless river of blood dissipated directly, and the **** sickle that whistled was also directly thrown away by the shock. The terrible power remained unabated and still hit the cold young man.

"puff!"

There was a blood spurt from the cold young man's mouth, and his complexion became pale immediately.

At this time, a strange sword shadow suddenly lights up, I do not know when it actually appeared behind Jian Wushuang less than a foot away.

Sen Leng's sword light, the carrier's breath of destruction, like a spirit snake swimming in the void, stabbed towards the sword without double heads.

"court death!"

Sword Warrior noticed the cold and wind in the back, and his eyes flickered, and he was too lazy to look behind him, and a sword was already waved.

The buzzing sound of Jianming sounded. At the moment when he heard the guidance of Jianming, the Bishoujo girl who exhibited strange swordsmanship and attacked the sword unparalleled sword has encountered a horrific conscious attack. The consciousness was not strong, and she immediately fell into a state of turbulence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ And Jian Wushuang's beautiful and sturdy sword was directly killed by this girl without being hindered!

"what?"

"So strong?"

Seeing this scene, the cold young man who was withdrawn without a double injury from the sword was shocked.

He was severely wounded with one sword, and then with a sword, he killed a middle-class deity.

This strength is obviously out of the ordinary high heaven respect.

Killing that young girl, Jian Wushuang collected the two soul spirits, and the young girl's Qiankun ring, and then the cold eyes looked at the cold young man again.

"You have to die too!"

Jian Wushuang's intention to kill the sky, a figure has appeared in front of the cold young man, wielding the Xuefeng sword fiercely.

"Jian Yuanbo!"

Containing a dark and horrifying killing trick, Shi immediately launched.

"not good!"

The cold young man's complexion changed greatly, and in a hurry, he even waved a scarlet sickle to resist.

Huh!

It was another loud noise. The whole body of the cold young man was smashed down and his arm was a hemp. However, the second powerful power contained in the abrupt Jian Yuanbo exploded directly.

This second-strength power was hardly hindered, and it hit the cold youth with wide eyes. The depth of the pupil still had an incredible depth, but the next moment the sound disappeared completely.

With a big wave of the sword, Wushen gave up the cold and savage youth.

Speaking slowly, in fact, the swordless twins rushed out, to fight with the cold young man and the young girl, and then to kill the two directly. All of this was done only between the electric light and flint, and added together. , Less than half a breath.

But in such a short period of time, a high heaven deity and a middle heaven deity of Jin Guo had already died in the hands of Jian Wushuang.