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clang! clang! clang!
Jian Wushuang shot again and again, every time I shot the Sword Art, the speed is incredible, and the angle is extremely high.
Although Jinshan was strong and strong, he obviously couldn’t keep up with the speed of Jian Wushuang. He could only be beaten passively. Just a moment of hard work, Jian Wushuang’s bloody sword had already swept above his god twice, but they were all He resisted.
“This Jinshan, not only attack power tyrannical, but also has strong body protection ability.” Jian Wushuang secretly thought.
“Brat, are you scratching me? Your attack has no effect on me at all.” Jinshan whispered.
“Tickle? Then try again.” Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, and his long Sword slammed forward.
The thorn was incomparably fast, and a spiral passage appeared immediately in the void. The sly Sword light screamed at an amazing moment and bombarded the body of Jinshan.
The surface of the Jinshan god has always had a heavy golden energy, and this pale golden energy blocks the damage from the outside world.
It can be worn with the sword of Jian Wushuang. With a bang, this pale golden energy is broken directly.
Jian Wushuang stepped forward in a step forward, and this step immediately narrowed the distance between himself and Jinshan, and then the blood peak sword in his hand was directly cut out.
This sword, the speed is incredible, Jinshan simply can’t resist.
Sword light swept over Jinshan’s neck in the first time.
“Useless, I am wearing the armor of the Saint Paul level, Arm Armor. With your Sword Art prestige, you can’t hurt me.” Jinshan shouted.
But his words are only recently finished.
哗啦啦~ The armor War Armor he wore, the part of the neck, which is the place where Jian Wushuang Sword light swept, was a sudden cut of a hole, and the blood peak sword was along this hole. Did not enter the body of Jinshan, followed by another from the other end.
A huge head flew out directly.
“How is that possible ?”
Jinshan took a look of horror, but his vitality was completely cut off.
He doesn’t know, Jian Wushuang’s blood peak sword is now a holy treasure of the Second-Grade level, and it is very sharp. Jinshan’s bodyguard War Armor power is good, but it is only the Third-Grade level, in front of the blood peak sword. I couldn’t bear the terrible tearing of Strength. Under a sword, the armor War Armor was immediately torn open with a huge mouth.
Above the void, Jian Wushuang complexion is indifferent, overlooking the corpse of Jinshan, but it is a secret shook head.
“Weak, too weak!!”
“I didn’t use any means at all. Many Secret Art didn’t show it. It was easy to kill him with his own power and Insight on Sword Dao.”
Jian Wushuang sighed.
Now, he is indeed only God’s respect, and it is only an Advanced Great Divine Lord, and has not reached the level of Peak Great Divine Lord.
But his Battle Strength is so strong that he has already surpassed many Undying Saints.
Like the Golden Layer, the first layer of False Saint, if he uses Secret Art, he can kill it with a sword. Even if you don’t use Secret Art, you can kill it.
The district of False Saint is really difficult for him.
After disposing of the corpse of Jinshan, Jian Wushuang began to inspect the Interspatial Ring of Jinshan.
This King’s Strength is much stronger than the white-haired Old man who was previously strangled by Jian Wushuang, and is itself a member of the highest level of Heilongjiang. The resources treasures in his hands are more natural. Jian Wushuang is in Interspatial in Jinshan. Within the Ring, I also got a lot of Saint Dan.
“Go ahead, I hope that the next thing will make me feel stronger, otherwise it will be too boring.”
Jian Wushuang muttered and continued to rush forward.
……
In a blink of an eye, the ten-day period has passed seven days.
In the vastness of Ravine.
Hey! !
A wall next to Ravine burst directly, and a figure completely fell into the wall.
The figure was struggling, but there was no time to get out of the mountain wall.
boom! !
A golden fist smashed directly, and instantly smashed the head of this figure.
call!
The figure flashed, and the fist was a burly blonde Middle aged.
This blond Middle aged has a golden beard on her face, but it looks like a living golden lion.
“The second one.”
Blonde aged looks at the mountain wall that has been quiet in front, and the cold corpse, but the eyes are still very cold.
He, from Heilongjiang Mountain, is one of the two strongest Apex False Saints in the Black Dragon Mountain, away from the ancestors who were killed.
In the past seven days, what he did was to search for the Powerhouse that participated in the assessment.
Seven days later, he met four Powerhouses who participated in the assessment. As a result, two people escaped. The remaining two were killed by him on the spot.
“Dare to come to participate in the assessment of the Tianmeng League, but there are indeed a few points of strength, and one life is not weak. I have met four people in the past seven days, and the result is only killing two people.” Middle aged is obviously somewhat dissatisfied.
The ancestors of Heilongjiang were killed by the demon jade on the spot.
Black Dragon Mountain will not exist in the future, which makes the blond middle aged heart full of resentment and anger.
These resentful anger, he naturally wants to vent through the killing of the Powerhouse, which participated in the assessment.
But the result is that seven genius kill two people. For him, it is too little.
“There are three days left, I have to find a way to kill more.” Blonde Middle aged clenched her hands and then plunged to the side.
Blonde middle aged while sweeping, releasing the power of the soul, searching for the traces of the surrounding Powerhouse.
After an hour.
“Én?” Blonde Middle aged looks suddenly, and he has already had a sigh of relief in his soul.
He is very strange to the gods, obviously not his black dragon mountain.
Without hesitation, the blond Middle aged immediately swept past the gods at the fastest speed.
“I didn’t even escape? Didn’t you find me?”
The distance between him and the god is also getting closer.
For a moment, he has already appeared in front of the god.
And that god, even if he has seen him come, he has no intention of fleeing.
Above the void, Jian Wushuang stood there with his hands quietly standing, watching the blond middle aged in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.
“This person… is a strong breath, much stronger than the white-haired Old man and Jinshan that I killed before. When all the Powerhouses in Heilongjiang were gathered together, his breath was very strong, only that The black dragon mountain ancestor who was killed was slightly weaker. So it seems that he should be one of the two Apex False Saints in Heilongjiang.” Jian Wushuang was indulged in his heart.
He knows on the Powerhouse list that there are two Apex False Saints in Heilongjiang, each of which has a full 50,000 Points.
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