He used a series of powerful killing tricks in succession, especially the eighteen hells, which almost emptied out all his spiritual power, and the three-strand Fulingdan could quickly restore his spiritual power. A novel ﹤ ≦ ﹤

After swallowing the elixir, his breath really recovered a lot. The size of the giant giant behind him actually skyrocketed again, soaring to a height of dozens of feet, and the sword power in his hand was also More Sheng.

Jian Wushuang raised the three-killer sword high, and the towering giant shadow behind him also held up the long sword.

"Blood Sword Decisive, Third Style!"

There was a flash of madness in Jian Wu's eyes, and he had just recovered most of his spiritual power, and swept out again in this moment.

Suddenly, a huge **** sword-mantle filled the void.

The scarlet sword Mangwei could shake the world, and the moment it swept out, the whole world became silent.

Swallow Yinxuan Xuanlongdan, cast Shura mystery third, eighteen hells, shatter your mind!

With a bit of madness, he cast the blood sword that has not yet been mastered in the third style.

Forged the sword's strongest offensive.

This is the sword Wushuang prepared, the fifth killing trick!

The blood river was tumbling, the ghost was crying, and the two-day priest, who was caught in the blood river, felt that his consciousness was completely swallowed up under the eighteen hells.

Eighteen hells are very different from Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge.

Eighteen **** is a unique means of forcibly oppressing consciousness.

Even if it is the two-day respect, at this moment, it can only keep himself awake.

When the towering Scarlet Sword Mang struck him, Ertianzun couldn't use some tricks to resist, but he barely waved his palm and turned it into a punch.

霎 Time, 嘭!

A loud noise and trembling in the void produced an invisible shock wave that swept away, causing a large number of trees and flowers below this mountain range to be crushed directly into powder.

At the confrontation, the two heavenly eyes showed surprise, followed by a spit of blood slamming from his mouth, and his figure seemed to turn into a shooting star, with an incredible degree. Directly across the void.

boom!

Ertianzun slammed directly on a huge mountain wall away from him a hundred feet away, and there was a violent roar, followed by the burst of the mountain wall. The Ertianzun shot from the other side of the mountain wall and continued to retreat backward.

boom! boom!

It was two more roars in succession, and the figure of Ertianzun passed through the walls of two giant peaks one after another, so that a fully penetrated pit appeared in the center of those two giant peaks, until it hit the third giant peak. His figure just stopped reluctantly, but he still fell into the mountain wall without any movement.

The whole world was completely quiet.

Above that void, the tumbling **** river slowly dissipated, and all bridges and **** lofts disappeared, while Jian Wushuang stood in the void with a pale complexion, covering his chest with a trace of his hand. Crazy eyes frantically looked in the direction of the two deities.

In the surroundings, a large number of powerful men watching the war, including many strong men in the sacred realm, saw the mountain walls of the two giant peaks that penetrated one after another, and couldn't help breathing down the air, and their throats were dry.

Immediately after that, countless eyes were focused on Jian Wushuang, and those eyes were astonished as never before.

They had previously thought that the second emperor of the Holy Palace shot in person, and Jian Wushuang would definitely die, and there would be no room for struggle.

But the result?

All that they saw has far subverted their perception.

Because from the beginning to the present, it has always been Jian Wushuang completely occupied the initiative.

Five kills!

Consecutive five-fold killing moves, one move is more powerful than the other, and one move is more severe than the other, and does not give the two-day respect any breathing room.

Especially the final murderous move, the degree of horror, these strong men hidden in the dark, some of them are some of the strongest in the divine realm, all of them are trembling from their hearts.

Even if it is wine respect.

When Jiu Zun saw Jian Wushuang's final killing tricks on display, his eyes became shocking.

He knew very well that if he switched to such a tactic as Jian Wushuang, the result would be ...

Shocked! sluggish!

Now no one dares to say that Jian Wushuang will surely die, but they are now worried about the two deities.

"That two-day lord, dead?"

With a hint of horror and curiosity in their hearts, everyone looked at the mountain wall where Ertianzun was.

The wall of that giant peak has been completely sunken in, the crushed stone dust rolls over, and they can't see the scene inside, nor can they see the two-day deity who was trapped in the wall, dead or alive.

Suddenly ... A lot of rubble rolled down in the cratered mountain wall, followed by a figure in black slowly came out, the breath resurrected and appeared above the void.

Jiu Zun's complexion looked slightly, and when he looked at the two-day re-emergence in the eyes of everyone, he shook his head secretly and said with emotion: "The second-day respect is the second-day respect."

From the perspective of Jiu Zun, if he replaced it with a four-day or three-day respect, facing the five-fold killing of Jian Wushuang, I am afraid he would really die, but the second-day respect is too strong.

"Alive!"

"Two-day statue is alive!"

"Sure enough, I still know that I can't die like this in these two days."

Many powerful men in the nearby void were amazed, and at the same time, they also saw the appearance of Ertianzun at the moment.

Although the breath on these two days is not as arrogant as before, and even a lot of weakness.

Although, these two days of Zun look pale, and the corners of his mouth are full of blood!

Although, the clothes on these two days were worn out, and even half of the sleeves disappeared completely.

Although he was very embarrassed, he was not even injured.

But he is indeed alive!

"Are you dead?"

Jian Wushuang levitated in the void ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Seeing the two-day statue re-emerging in front of him, and his face became horrible, and his eyes were also unwilling.

He had already done his best, even bursting into a force of twelve points, and the means of his poor life brewed five kills in succession.

But as a result, the five kills were recruited, but they still failed to kill the two deities.

Ertianzun did not die, but now he has reached the limit of his body, and his spiritual power has been exhausted. He has no power to fight again.

It can be said that now he is facing a real mortal situation.

And that two-day statue, at this moment, looked a little gloomy, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Jian Wushuang coldly, "boy, you are quite capable, even the old man, almost planted in your hand, If I give you some more time, the old man can't help you, but it's a pity that you don't have this opportunity. "

Ertianzun said, but suddenly a dark green sledgehammer appeared in his hand.

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