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The strong men of all the ancestral gates on the plain all held their breath.

All eyes fixed on Tu Qiancheng's body.

Enclosed by the monstrous evil spirit, the sword behind Tu Qiancheng was finally pulled out completely.

Hum! !! !!

An astonishing sword rose instantly.

Tu Qiancheng's body also moved directly.

Wow!

There was an extra flash of blood in the void.

This blood, full of blood, looks like airflow, but in fact it is a **** knife light.

This knife light tore open the heavens and the earth, cut through the sky, and destroyed all the way.

Many of the strong men around them, when they saw this **** sword light, all showed a shocking color.

"Is this the strength of the first genius of Wusha Wasteland?"

"Too strong, too strong, he is a knife that can't resist at all."

"The knife path is complete. This Tu Qiancheng has reached the level of perfection in the sense of knife path. His knife method is even more terrible. This knife is enough to easily kill the general peak gods.

"It is indeed Tu Qiancheng. For many years, no shot has been taken, and this shot is scary."

Even the apex gods and powerful men of many ancestral gates couldn't help but marvel when they saw this **** sword light.

This knife is indeed terrible.

It does have the ability to kill the peak demon.

There are many peaks and spirits of the Zongmen in the field, but there are only a handful of people who can block this knife.

"Brother Qiancheng, this is Brother Qiancheng's strength. The sword is unparalleled, and he must die!" Long Zishan yelled, he was extremely excited, and his gaze towards Tu Qiancheng was full of worship.

However, seeing the **** sword light tearing heaven and earth and attacking him, the expression on Jian Wushuang's face did not change at all.

He didn't rush to shoot either, but let the **** knife light keep approaching him.

"Until now I can't resist, this sword is unparalleled, can't I be stupid?"

"It shouldn't be. The combat power revealed by Jian Wushuang in the sage's tomb, even if he is not Tu Qiancheng's opponent, can at least compete against one or two, without having any resistance."

"What are you doing, kid?"

The Zongmen strongmen from all sides saw the strange response from Jianshuang, and they were all strange.

"Not planning to resist?" Tu Qiancheng's eyes looked like electricity, and the endless evil spirit had completely covered the sword Wushuang.

But just when he thought he was going to sweep the sword Wushuang himself, tearing the sword Wushen's body completely, Jian Wushuang shot.

He wasn't quick, he wasn't swift, he just stretched out his palm and grabbed forward casually.

Huh!

The sound sounded like a metal impact.

The horrible **** sword light that tore the heaven and the earth away instantly dissipated.

A blood-colored sword appeared in the void, but surprisingly, at the front of the blood-colored sword, a palm held the blade tightly, and a huge force came out of that palm, like an iron tong. The **** sword was completely imprisoned there.

"What?" Tu Qiancheng froze.

The people around me were stunned.

The wild shout, Long Zishan, who was full of worship and enthusiasm for Tu Qiancheng, also stopped.

Even the whole world appeared in a brief silence.

Until the master of that palm, Jian Wushuang slowly raised his head and smiled at Tu Qiancheng. "This is what you are proud of. Do you want me to exercise my own discretion?"

There was a hint of taunt in Jian Wu's eyes. He stood tall and straight, with one hand behind him, and the other just caught Tu Qiancheng's sword. No matter how hard Tu Qiancheng tried, the sword could not be freed from him .

"How is that possible?" Tu Qiancheng's head fell off instantly.

I just vowed that way, in the presence of many powerful men, threatening to have sword unparalleled self-discipline.

But now he shot it himself, and every effort he did his best to perform his most amazing sword.

He used this sword to kill several peak gods.

But now, such a sword has been taken by Jian Wushuang's bare hands. The most important thing is that Jian Wushuang has grasped his sword with his bare hands?

How could this be?

Not just Tu Qiancheng, everyone present was unbelievable and hardly believed his eyes.

However, Jian Wushuang squeaked his lips. "I thought that the first genius of Wusha Wasteland was so great, but now it looks like that."

As soon as the words fell, Jian Wushuang shot.

His right hand was still holding Tu Qiancheng's sword, which made him unable to break free, while the other palm that was always carrying behind him, as his body swept forward, his index finger turned into lightning, and burst out.

This finger was too late to respond.

"Qiancheng, rewind !!"

With a scream of sharp drinking, the cold cloud of the Great Tragedy had reminded Tu Qiancheng as quickly as possible.

Tu Qiancheng himself also noticed that the sword was abandoned directly, but his body was insanely retreating. He wanted to avoid this finger.

But suddenly ...

laugh!

The speed of that finger increased again, flashing, and directly penetrated through the head of Tu Qiancheng.

Tu Qiancheng's eyes widened ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ still an incredible face, but his vitality has been cut off instantly.

Huh!

Tu Qiancheng's body chased directly to the ground below.

"Thousands of cities!" Han Yun and the several elder elders of the Great Tragedy had changed their faces.

"Brother Qiancheng." Long Zishan and Yu Aoqing were also terrified.

The strong men from all sides of the ancestors, however, suddenly changed color and were horrified.

No one ever thought that before being called the first genius of Wusha Wasteland, Tu Qiancheng, who had reached the peak of the gods and demons level, took the shot himself and exerted his strongest power. As a result, he died in the hands of Jian Wushuang with only one face to face.

Kill instantly, there is no room for struggle or escape.

"Boy, take your life!"

The screams of terrified anger rang through the sky, and the elders of Dabeizong's top peaks were all red, their bodies were filled with terrible killing, and their eyes were scarlet.

With Han Yun's roar, the elders of the four apex gods in the presence of Da Beizong were attacked by swords at the same time.

And at the same time as Han Yun's four hands.

"Let's go too!"

"Yes, take a shot together and kill this unbearable evil animal!"

"kill him!!"

On the plain, those Zongmen strongmen with many disciples dying in the hands of the sword also immediately rushed out one by one.

Without any hesitation, these strong men also slayed towards the sword unparalleled.

Before, they didn't know that Jian Wushuang's strength had made great progress again. They believed that Tu Qiancheng alone should be able to suppress Jian Wushuang and even kill Jian Wushuang, so they did not siege.

But now, Tu Qiancheng is killed instantly, Jian Wushuang's strength is obviously much stronger than they imagined.

To kill the sword unparalleled, they must swarm up. nt

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