(Eighth more!)

The majestic divine power all converged in the sword, and the Blood Peak Sword was trembling madly, becoming scarlet.

Jian Wushuang's eyes looked like electricity, staring at the cyan sword shadow rolling towards him in the mighty front, and the Blood Peak Sword was also held high.

A shock of hatred condensed in his sword.

"I have just created this sword, and I haven't really shown it to anyone. Today, I will use you to try its power."

Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, and the power of Blood Peak Sword had already condensed to the extreme.

In a short time, the power of the vast reincarnation rules exploded.

"Reincarnation swordsmanship, hate the sky !!"

boom!

Blood Peak Sword was cut off directly.

This cut, the void was immediately cut in half.

hate! hate! hate!

The wanton sweeping sword light, with endless hatred, crossed the void, the swordsmanship everywhere was pervading, as if writing a sky full of heaven.

Hate the sky, Jian Wushuang created in the enlightenment Fengtian scroll, is also the third cycle of reincarnation sword art since endless reincarnation, reincarnation.

This sword art is also the first appearance.

This hateful sword light, when it appeared, was shocking!

Under the gaze of countless strong men around, this shocking sword light filled with hatred, collided with the turquoise sword image crushed by the mighty.

Suddenly, it was as if the two worlds had completely collided.

The earth-shattering roar immediately sounded.

Endless sword and divine power spread wildly in all directions.

The sky roared, and the earthquake shuddered.

A vast storm of divine power swept up instantly.

Destroy the world, covering the entire battlefield.

"Retreat, let's retreat!"

"Retreat a little bit, get out quickly."

The strong disciples from various sects around the battlefield retreated back in horror and madness.

Horrified eyes stared at the battlefield, staring at the storm of divine power that swept across the battlefield, and the strong men of these ancestors all breathed in the air.

too strong.

For these first-class gods and peak gods, the power of the deity is too strong, strong horror, and strong suffocating.

"That's all for the sword sword fairy, but I didn't expect that this sword is unparalleled, so it turned out to be this way?" Someone was amazed.

Before, they still had the idea of ​​slaying sword Wushuang, but now, many schools have eliminated this idea.

The joke, the strong warrior of the gods, dare not despise any gate in Wusha wasteland.

The top ten ancestors like the daffodil island, known gods, are just the owner of the daffodil island.

Most of those other ancestors are sitting without gods, no matter how resentful they are to Jian Wushuang, they dare not provoke a strong **** warrior.

Buzzing ~~~ The world finally calmed down.

The heavenly divine storm also slowly dissipated, exposing the original battlefield.

But at this moment the ground of the battlefield has completely disappeared, and some are just giant pits left after being swept up by divine power.

On both sides of the battlefield, two figures stood there.

These two people, of course, are Jian Wushuang and Fan Jianxian.

They faced each other across half a battlefield, and both looked extremely cold.

"Did you win?"

"Who wins and who loses?"

The strong men from various zombies around the battlefield stared at the two.

If it had been before, there was no doubt that they definitely believed that the Fan Jianxian was the winner. After all, the Fan Jianxian was a real deity, and it was the first sword repair, and its fame was amazing.

No matter how strong Jian Wushuang is, it might just be a demon realm.

But now, as the war continues to this day, no one dares to assert that Fan Jianxian will win.

Because Jian Wushuang's combat power comes out, it is indeed no weaker than Fan Jianxian.

Everyone was staring at Jian Wushuang, and the battlefield was completely quiet.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's look finally changed a little, and he saw the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

"The first sword repair in Wusha Wasteland, but that's it!"

At the moment his voice fell ...

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spewed out of Fan Jianxian's mouth and scattered on the ground.

Fan Jianxian's face was as pale as paper, but now it is pale, and his breath suddenly diminishes.

This scene surprised many of the strong players present.

"Failed, Fan Jianxian failed !!!"

"The first sword repair, was defeated by Jian Wushuang, who was just a **** and magic realm?"

"Oh my god!"

"From today, the first sword repair in Wusha Wasteland will change hands!"

The expressions on the faces of many powerful people are colorful, and many people are even more excited.

Fan Jianxian became a myth long ago.

But today, some people trample on this myth and step on the body of this myth to reach the new first sword repair! !!

Jian Wushuang, that's him! !! !!

"How can it be?"

Long Zishan, Yu Aoqing, and everyone not far away from Narcissus Island were all confused.

They could hardly believe everything in front of them.

Especially the elders of Narcissus Island and the Seven Elders.

They now ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ faintly began to regret it. Before regretting, they agreed with the island owner that they would drive the sword unparalleled from Narcissus Island.

Unfortunately, there is no regretful medicine in this world.

At the edge of the battlefield, although Fan Jianxian was seriously injured, he did not die directly. He rolled his hands and pours two elixir into his mouth. After he entered the body, his complexion slightly eased.

Later, he looked back at Jian Wushuang again, and his eyes were extremely complicated. "Unexpectedly, in addition to your extraordinary understanding of the rules of time and space, you also have no weakness in the rules of reincarnation, reaching the first of the rules of reincarnation. Stage, and you created this sword by perfectly combining the rules of reincarnation with your own swordsmanship ... the power is really good !!! "

Fanjian Xiandao is extraordinary, but even he has to admit that the sword that Wushuang finally cast is very amazing and powerful.

Simply talking about the power of faculty, seems to be slightly stronger than his strongest sword.

"Lost in your hands, the husband has nothing to say, from now on, the name of the first sword repair in Wusha Wasteland is yours." Fan Jianxian seemed to have completely lost the pride of the gods before the sword had no double sides. general.

"The first sword repair of Wusha Wasteland, hehe, I am not interested in this name at all, besides, isn't it just to find a helper for the messenger, you don't need to be so secretive, just take the messenger sign. "Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently, but with a playful smile on his face.

Fan Jianxian's complexion suddenly changed.

He did secretly send a message to the other elders of Da Beizong.

As for what he said, he just wanted to hold Jian Wushuang temporarily, but he did not expect that Jian Wushuang could see his thoughts at a glance.

What surprised Fan Jianxian was that he knew he had been secretly calling for a helper. This sword Wushuang wasn't even anxious at all, and didn't have the slightest intention to escape.

Where is he confident?