Integral battles continue.

Jian Wushuang's unstoppable sentence really annoyed these Dragon Palace disciples. Many disciples who have passed through the fifth floor are eager to try, but this is exactly the sword of Wushuang.

These disciples are almost complete, and Jian Wushuang ’s perception of artistic conception may just barely reach the fifth level. Many disciples who have passed through the fifth level are stronger than him, but his biggest advantage is spiritual burst Out of power.

Relying on the crush of absolute strength, he won the fifth matchup.

Immediately after, Game 6 and Game 7 ... until Game 11!

Eleven matches, all victory!

Those Dragon Palace disciples on the Yanwu field were shocked and speechless.

If Jian Wushuang just wins the next two games in a row, it's not much, but now Jian Wushuang has won 11 games in a row. In these 11 games, except for the first three, they only passed the first Outside the fourth floor, the other eight people all passed through the fifth floor, and as a result, they all lost to Jian Wushuang.

"It's strength. The swordsman's strength is too strong, much stronger than Huahai's perfection."

"It's just Huahai, but is it so powerful?"

"He has been playing for eleven consecutive games. Why do I feel that his spiritual strength has not weakened at all? Doesn't he need to consume spiritual power when confronting people?"

Marvel, everyone was amazed.

What they marveled at was the power of Jian Wushuang and the vastness of spiritual power.

Needless to say in strength, it is far stronger than Huahai's consummation, but the vastness of spiritual power is also shocking.

It must be noted that there were eleven full duels. In several of the eleven duels, swords and swords were all in hard battles. After a series of duels, how much spiritual energy was consumed?

If it is an ordinary warrior, I am afraid that at most it will be able to continue the two or three matchups. We must immediately stop and rest to restore our spiritual strength.

war! war! war!

In the eleven consecutive matches, there was no pause in the middle, so all the battles were won. Not only that, after the eleven matches, the spirit of Jian Wushuang's body did not weaken at all?

Is his status at its peak?

What kind of monster is this?

Everyone felt incredible.

"But who else is going to fight with me for points?" Jian Wushuang's breath was magnificent, and his eyes looked around.

The surrounding Dragon Palace disciples looked at each other, but no one stood up again.

Eleven games in a row, Jian Wushuang has proved to everyone with his sturdy record that he is not a soft persimmon, but a big and hard iron plate. If he goes against this iron plate, he will lose his face Not to mention, the key is that one thousand points.

For them, a thousand points is not a small number.

"Are you no one?" Jian Wushuang looked at everyone's eyes and nodded contentedly, but as he was about to turn and leave, a fluttering voice suddenly sounded.

"Here, it's lively."

With a smile on his voice, a handsome man in a luxurious robe followed slowly before the crowd.

"Nangong Jie!"

"Isn't he retreating all the time? Why is he here?"

"Haha, this is interesting."

There was a commotion around, and apparently these Dragon Palace disciples knew the handsome man.

Jian Wushuang also looked at the Junyi man, his slender figure, handsome face, with a hint of ethereal temperament. From the appearance, it was almost perfect.

"As soon as I was out of the gate, I heard that there is a newcomer in Longgong today, and if you release words, you can challenge him as long as you have passed the fifth floor. The visitor does not refuse. This tone is not ordinary?" Jun Yi Man Nangong Jie smiled lightly, but his eyes locked on Jian Wushuang's body instantly.

"Nangong Jie, my brother said that, but it was only for the Dragon Palace disciples at the level of Huahai, and you, a congenital Jindan who broke through half a year ago, come here for fun?" Wang Fatzi Can't help drinking.

Most of the Dragon Palace disciples are Huahai, but a few have broken through to the level of Jindan, like this Nangongjie, is one of them.

"Oh, I do n’t know that your brother has distinguished Hai Hai and Jin Dan when he said that sentence. All the Dragon Palace disciples he said have broken through the fifth floor, and I have only broken through the fifth floor. Naturally it is one of them. . "

"Furthermore, your brother has a clear sense of heaven and earth, but he has defeated so many Dragon Palace disciples who have passed through the fifth floor, because his strength is stronger than others?"

"I estimate that with his full strength, his strength will not be weaker than that of an inborn Jin Dan. I come to challenge him and not bully him." Nangong Jie said.

"That is, does this swordsman rely on his strength to be better than Hua Hai's success to defeat so many disciples one after another, why now when he encounters a stronger one, he wants to retreat?" Immediately, there were disciples around.

"You ..." What did Fat Wang want to say.

"Boss Wang Yuan, you don't need to say it." Jian Wushuang waved his hand to interrupt Wang Fatzi's words ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ continued, "Since I said that all disciples who have passed through the fifth layer can challenge me, Will never regret it. "

"Nangong Jie, I promised to gamble with you, but the bet is still only a thousand points."

"One thousand points?" Nangong Jie frowned. "Okay."

"I shot." Nangong Jie smiled slightly, but his body began to dissipate slowly at this moment.

Wow!

A silent sword light appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"So fast."

Sword unparalleled, he is also aware of Gale Kendo and is also good at speed, but at this moment Nangong Jie ’s speed started, but he could n’t see it completely, even when he did n’t see when the other side pulled the sword of.

The majestic sword of the earth broke out, and Jian Wushuang did not hesitate to choose defense.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Ten swords erupted from Nangong Jie in succession. One sword was faster than the other, and its strength became more and more rapid.

Jian Wushuang has gone all out, his strength broke out, and he tried his best to resist the sword of the earth, but even so, when the shadows of the sword looted like a serpent, he still had an irresistible thought.

Suddenly ... pop!

Jian Feng swept across Jian Wushuang's right wrist, marking a very clear sword mark. Jian Wu's hands and wrists hurt, his strength was loose, and the three killing swords fell directly to the ground.

"Boss, are you all right?" Wang Fat, Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou all rushed over immediately.

"It's okay." Jian Wushuang shook his head and picked up the three killing swords again.

"Nangong Jie, it's only for discussion. It's only the end of the order, but you may be too heavy to start." Wang Fatzi drank.

"Oh, sorry, missed."

Nangong Jie said quickly that it seemed to be accidentally made, but the teasing smile on the corner of his mouth made everyone understand that he was intentional.