Rumbling

The blood river oppressed the sky, as if the whole world was squeezed in all directions. A ≥fiction ＞ ≧ ≦ ﹤ ≤ ≦ ≤≤ ﹤

In a short time, the seven sacred powerhouses from the Holy Palace, which had not been hindered in the slightest, had changed their faces.

Almost dying, the domains of the seven sacred powerhouses were crushed and crushed directly. Immediately, all seven of them felt as if they had a mountain of billions of pounds, pressing directly on them, pressing They were all out of breath.

"How can it be?"

"My domain has been directly crushed?"

"No, my strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%!"

The seven sacred powerhouses of the Holy Palace were all furious.

They all felt the horror of this blood river!

The power of this **** river was beyond their imagination, and his domain of seven people was swept away without any trace of struggle.

However, if they knew that Jian Wushuang had been able to suppress Qimei's strength by 70% without performing the Secret Secret Technique, they would not feel so strange now.

"This kid is very weird, and the means are endless. Don't tangle with him, and kill him directly." Mo Yun growled.

The strong men of the Holy Palace also looked utterly indifferent, and there was no slight cricket to Wushuang of the sword.

The seven sacred realm powers immediately launched their killing moves.

"arc!"

A black-eyed woman's eyes were cold, and a **** soft sword in her hand burst out a dazzling black light. The black light was extremely dazzling, replacing all the light in the heavens and the earth, and passing through the void, like a beautiful arc.

"Hate the sky!"

A middle-aged middle-aged man in a blue robe slammed into his mouth. At the same time, his palms were shot at the same time. His body suddenly became taller, and the palms he photographed were infinitely enlarged in the void. Sky.

"Scythe of death!"

The bald-headed man with scarlet eyes had a burst of spiritual power. He was holding a scarlet sickle with a scarlet sickle. The scarlet sickle swept across the void. Three **** shadows emerged in a hurry, and a horrifying death filled the air.

"Snake shadow!"

"The dragon looks up!"

"Bleeding blood!"

The seven sacred powers did not retain the slightest reservation, and at this moment they directly performed their own killing moves, and at the same time, the sword swordsman stormed.

In this scene, those who watched the battle around couldn't help holding their breath.

The seven horrific offensives, even though their strength has been suppressed by more than 70% in the blood river, are still suffocating.

Jian Wushuang stood in the center of the Blood River, holding the three killing sword in his right hand. The three killing sword was shaking in a frantic manner, and the amazing suffocation spread, causing the air to freeze, and seeing the seven offensives coming down, Jian Wushuang's eyes were frozen. The strength that had converged to the extreme suddenly burst.

"Without my sword, the eighth style!"

Jian Wushuang snarled, the origin of the world exploded, and the three killing swords burst out in anger.

The Eighth Form of Wu-jian Sword Technique, named "Boundless!"

The world is boundless!

The sword is boundless!

Power is boundless!

While performing the magic of seizure, and in this blood river, the sword's combat power has reached its peak, this sword swings apart ...

There was a harsh sound boom in the rumbling void, and the space seemed to be completely broken.

The terrible sword shadow swept away, and immediately met the seven major offensives from the bombardment.

Huh!

There was a sudden explosion between heaven and earth, like a thunder.

In the middle of the blood river, the sound of crackling as if space was squeezed and burst out madly, that vast force turned into a terrible storm that swept the earth, and this storm swept away everything.

Many strong men who watched around the school ground were originally quite far away from the battlefield, but were still affected by this storm. Suddenly, a strong man couldn't help but close his eyes. The top powerhouse can barely keep his eyes open.

And when the storm dispersed, everyone looked at the battlefield, but now, the **** mighty power still spreads there, and the seven Holy Powers of the Holy Palace are still in the **** river. But disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Has it been bombed to ashes?"

"do you died?"

Many powerful people watching the war can't help but think.

All seven of the Holy Palace frowned.

"Be careful!" Mo Yun roared suddenly, looking at the woman in black next to her.

"what?"

The woman in black looked around in surprise, but now she doesn't know when there was a heavy thunderbolt. The thunderbolt just emerged, and a icy sword that seemed to pierce everything in the world has stabbed her throat.

The woman in black swooped sideways to avoid the sword, and when the sword stabbed in the void, making the space burst with a harsh burst of detonation, the woman in black couldn't bear it I took a breath of air.

She knew very well that if she had responded a little slower just now, this icy sword shadow could definitely pierce her throat and kill it.

And after a sword was fruitless, the ray of light flashed out again, and a flash appeared on the side of the other bald man.

"This degree!" The bald man was startled.

"It's too fast!" Several others in the Holy Palace were also horrified.

As for the strong players from all sides watching the battle around the school ground, all of them were sucking air-conditioners.

It's too fast, it's really too fast, the speed is almost out of their imagination.

They couldn't see the figure of Jian Wushuang at all, they could barely see a heavy thunder, yes, thunder.

That thunderbolt easily emerged side by side in the river of blood, and the river of blood that had a huge restraining oppressive force on the seven people in the Holy Palace had a great promotion effect on Jian Wushuang. He was like a fish in the water!

Originally, his degree was very amazing. When the wind and thunder moved, it turned into a thunderbolt that was really fast, and with the assistance of Huangquan Road, it exploded ...

terror!

It can only be described as terror.

"Oh my god!"

The seven people in the Holy Palace also looked in horror at the heavy thunder light that constantly shuttled in the blood river, even if they were not affected by the blood river, facing the shocking degree of Jian Wushuang ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I can only look forward to sighing.

What's more, now that they are all in the blood, their strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%, and the degree has naturally decreased sharply. It is impossible to keep up with the sword unparalleled degree.

And Jian Wushuang can easily rely on the degree of blood in the river, smashing seven of them one by one!

"Come on, get together, don't spread out," Mo Yun growled.

The other six people in the Holy Palace also nodded one after another, and suddenly the seven sacred powers gathered together, and they all stared vigilantly.

This scene, however, caused an uproar among the crowd watching the battle!

"With one enemy seven, do you have an advantage?"

Many of the powerful men who watched the game were horrified.

They all saw that after a brief fight, even though the seven sacred powers in the Holy Palace have already shot their best, Jian Wushuang not only was not directly killed, but prevailed.

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