Legend of Swordsman
Chapter 1748: Enemies are narrow
? Jian Wushuang's body just stopped, and immediately a "wow" sound, a gush of blood poured out.
Before he forced the second seal of the Kyushu Seal to be used, he had a heavy load on his body and damaged his body. He was then attacked by the cold of the ancient dragon, which burned all the internal organs and made him wounded.
Just now, he was thrown out by a star star. Although this throw was to save him and get him out of the battlefield, the power it contained was really amazing. In the process, his injury was aggravated again.
I am now in a very miserable state.
Qi Jian Wushuang forbeared the severe pain in his body and looked around.
After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.
"Here ... is Fanatic Overseas?" Jian Wushuang's incredible face.
It should be noted that although the triangular island where he had sunk before disappeared, although it is not the inland sea of the Brahma Sea, it is also relatively deep in the open sea. If it is at the speed of the sword Wushuang, from the triangle island to the Brahma overseas, It takes at least a year or two.
But now, just a throw!
With a stroke of force, he was thrown directly from the battlefield to the Fanatics overseas!
实力 What is this strength?
What is the means?
"One star."
Jian Jian Wushuang has deeply remembered the name.
He knew that the reason why he was able to escape from the dead this time depended on the help of the one-star senior.
Otherwise, he would have been swallowed by that ancient dragon.
"I don't know what this senior's identity is. It seems that he is related to Qixing Xuanzong, and the person who fights with him ... may be the rival strong of Qixing Xuanzong." Jian Wushuang muttered, " In any case, I have the sword in mind for this relationship. "
He Yixing saved him and even gave him a chance.
掌 The palm he cast has been deeply imprinted in Jian Wushuang's mind, and that palm has been invaluable to Jian Wushuang.
Yan Jian Wushuang was pondering, but suddenly ... in the distance, three streams of light came galloping.
"Huh?" Jian Wushuang frowned, and when he could clearly see the three figures, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
For the three of them, two of them knew Wu Sword.
God Qian Lan, the true God of Hanquan, and the two powerful men in the Ling Xiao Bao Dian, had previously collided with him in the eighth lair.
Wu Jian's unparalleled prestige is achieved by stepping on the shoulders of these two powerful men.
现在 Now, in this Brahma overseas, the two sides met again.
"It's really a narrow road for enemies." Jian Wu's eyes were cold.
The three figures also paused, and saw the sword unparalleled suspended in the void, and the figure of the **** Qian Lan and the true **** of cold spring were shocked.
"Sword unparalleled!" Qian Lan Shenjun shook his hands fiercely.
"It's him!" The true **** of cold spring showed his fear.
At the beginning of the battle in the eighth lair, Jian Wushuang destroyed the Emperor Qian Lan heavily, and then suppressed the cold spring true god, which made Ling Xiao Bao Temple pay a great price to exchange it back.
The **** Qian Qianlan has no pair of swords, which is full of anger, and the true God of Hanquan is extremely fearful.
Is also the true god, and Hanquan true **** is very good. He is also a strong player on the list of true gods, but before the sword has no two sides, he still can't rise to the courage of the slightest confrontation.
"Is he the streamer that just burst out from the Brahma Sea?" Muttered the **** Qian Lan.
"Lord Qianlan, let's go quickly." Hanquan Zhenshen said with a hint of panic.
God Qianlan nodded his head slightly. He had played against Jian Wushuang, and had suffered a great loss. Without a certain reason, he naturally did not intend to fight against Jian Wushuang again.
He was just as the two of them turned to leave.
"Wait." The next **** Yun Yun, who had never spoken, stopped both of them.
"Thousand Lan Gods, Hanquan Zhenshen, don't you two find the sword's unparalleled breath, seems weak?" Ying Yun Shinto.
"Weak breath?" Qian Lan Shenjun and Hanquan Zhenshen also carefully looked at Jian Wushuang.
At this point, both eyes were fixed.
Sure, the sword is unparalleled at this moment, the breath is very weak, and it is also extremely weak.
They even feel like the sword's breath may be annihilated at any time.
"What's going on?" Qian Lan Shen frowned. "He just came out of the Brahma Sea. Could he have encountered a crisis in the Brahma Sea and was seriously injured?"
"It's very likely." Yingyun Zhenshen nodded and smiled, "When he just came out of the Brahmin Sea, he didn't move by himself, but a state of involuntaryness, as if he was thrown away In general, no accident, he must have encountered something in that Brahma Sea. He was seriously injured, and his strength will definitely decline significantly. "
"Mr. Qian Lan, this is a rare opportunity for us."
Hearing this, Qian Lan's face became cold.
There is a long-standing grudge between Wujian Sword and Ling Xiao Bao Dian, and the grudge is deep!
Jian Wushuang ordered Ling Xiao Bao Dian to eat such a big loss, and even made a joke for the Holy Alliance. Such hatreds, of course, Ling Xiao Bao Dian was unwilling to take over this, just because Jian Wu Shuang had great strength and had As a backing of the stars, it is not easy to kill him.
But now ... this is in the sixth lair. No one can come to the rescue from the veins of the stars. Jian Wushuang himself is also seriously injured.
This opportunity is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"This opportunity is not to be missed." Qian Lan Shenjun shook his hands with a flash of light in his eyes. "Hanquan, Yingyun, you two retreat to the distance first, don't let that sword Wushuang find a chance to capture you both. Living."
"Yes." The true **** of cold spring and the true **** of eagle cloud nodded.
With the lesson of the true God of Hanquan last time, since they are going to do it this time, the two true gods will naturally retreat far.
When these two true gods retreated, ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Qian Lan Shenjun slowly walked towards Jian Wushuang.
"Sword is unparalleled, don't come without ah." Qian Lan Shenjun's mouth had a playful smile.
"It turned out to be the Emperor Qianlan of the Lingxiao Palace. You and I haven't played each other for a long time. I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but it looked like a light cloud, "What, last time Injury, so soon? "
"Hum!" Qian Lan Shenjun could not help humming.
Last time he was carelessly injured by the sword without a double injury, and built the reputation of the sword without a sword. This was a shame to him.
"The old man didn't check it for a while last time. Now that he saw it again today, the old man wanted to find it back." The **** Qian Lan had a loud voice, his palm was turned over, and a crimson baguette appeared in his hand. The breath also spread from the body of Qian Lan.
"Want to get started?" Jian Wushuang grinned and waved his hand, two golden lights suddenly turned on.
(End of this chapter)