During the battle between Li Wushuang and the man in black, Shen Zongde's eyes kept on it, carefully watching the battle between the two, but because the combat realm between him and Wu Wushuang was too far apart, he couldn't see the situation during the battle clearly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And at this moment, the separation of the two sides was a winless and invincible situation, and there was already a bit of excitement, but because of the analysis of the man in black, Shen Zongde's eyes couldn't help but draw a touch of dull color.

After the battle, his body was tired and weak, and he was almost no longer able to stand up, Shen Zongde's face was quite pale, his eyes were constantly flashing with cruelty, resentment, loss, and so on, and finally, thoughtfully, he seemed to have made a major decision.

Just when Shen Zongde's heart was changing complicatedly, the man in black saw that Jiang Wushuang did not listen to the persuasion, and attacked again, and Yi Wushuang did not escape, and the two fought again, and between a punch and a sword, it can be called incomparably dangerous, no matter who it is, as long as one of them loses his mind, he will be attacked like a violent wind and a rainstorm, therefore, the two can say that they are fighting step by step, step by step, and there can be no loss.

At this time, Wu fought and fought with the man in black on the side, but he thought in his heart, "It's difficult... Do you really want me to use the Burial Void or the Heavenly Sword Style?, but there seems to be no other way, a martial artist in the Quasi-King Realm is really stronger, unless I ascend to the Spirit Sect Peak Realm, there is no possibility of victory... But is it worth it?"

Seeing that the two of them were fighting again, Shen Zongde thought in his heart, and said secretly: "I have a deep enmity with the man in black, if I can, I really hope that I can kill him with my own hands, but now I, maybe in the next moment, my soul will fly to the west sky, and at that time, the purple manghua in my hand will not be able to keep it..." 〞

Shen Zongde's eyes suddenly became firm, his eyes flickered, his eyes were back on the bodies of Yi Wushuang and the man in black, and under the shock of his right hand, a purple light shot out, and he shouted, "Little brother, this ground-grade low-grade purple mang, as a gift, will be given to you, but I hope you can show your power and kill that dog thief." 〞

After thinking about it again, Shen Zongde made a decision to roll out the ground-grade low-grade purple mangshuang towards the Wushuang.

Sou...

The purple mangs turned into a purple light, slashed through the void, and when they saw a light, they crossed an extremely long distance and came in the direction of the wives, leaving only an extremely loud humming sound, which sounded late after the purple mangs passed.

Shen Zongde's move, not only the man in black was stunned, but even the man in black was in a trance, but in an instant he came back to his senses, his body was in a row, and he stepped out with a sword, heading towards the purple mangluo that rushed straight towards him.

"Little thief dares. 〞

Seeing that Shen Zongde actually threw the purple mangzag to the Chinese Wushuang, such a change was obviously unexpected by the man in black, he was shocked and angry, he shouted violently, and his movements were not slow, and he stepped on the ground suddenly, and his body turned into a leopard, and he also went towards the purple mang.

Speaking of the speed of the way to get up, Wu Wushuang's sword steps are naturally subtle and profound, but because the man in black is in the realm of a quasi-king, and his body is close to perfecting, so he also has the ability to control the void, so his body speed is not much different from that of Wu Wushuang, but Wu Wu has the first opportunity to take the lead, and Shen Zongde's purple mangs are originally aimed at Wu Wushuang, so basically the hope of the man in black is very small.

Sure enough, between the lightning and flint, the sword step of Wu Wushuang was less than a meter away from the purple mang, and then, the left hand quickly reached out, and immediately held the purple mang, and then, the foot went to the void a little, the figure turned sharply, the left hand of the purple mang, the dazzling purple mang, with the sword instead of the sword, slashed towards the man in black who rushed to the hurry.

Burst... Burst... Burst...

Although the purple mangluo is not a sword, but to the sword with a sword, there is no slightest difficulty, under the force, the purple mang, the sound of breaking the sky continues to resound, the threat is shocking, in the face of this strong and horizontal sword, the black-clothed people are shocked and angry, the exposed eyebrows, revealing a trace of fear, and the figure is even more hurriedly to the side.

The heaviness of the purple mangluo can be said to be indestructible, when it was in Shen Zongde's hands before, the black-clothed man kept a trace of vigilance and did not dare to touch it hard, and at this time, Nai Yan Wu was holding the purple mang, although there was no matching martial arts, but with the strong Xiuluo sword intent urging, the power displayed was several times better than Shen Zongde.

Purple Mangluo alone has been strong over the Xuan-level high-grade industrial fire too much, the treasure from the Xuan level to the ground level, that is a qualitative rise, many refining masters, in the end, may be trapped in the Xuan level, and unable to refine the ground level treasure, because it is not just a high-grade material refining can be successful, it contains too many mysteries, which is why at the beginning of the sword can hold the ground-level high-grade nine-tin sword, one sword can surprise the king of the man-eating flower.

The existence of a ground-level high-grade divine soldier is only second to that of a heaven-level heavenly soldier.

And the man in black, as the quasi-king, reluctantly avoided this avoidance, but this evasion never had the opportunity to face the sword directly, and under the power of its purple mang, there was only one flick and one dodge.

A purple mango iron is like a lightning bolt, quickly splitting down, the power of a stalk, the void trembles, as if the space, will be shattered under this sting, into a piece of chaos, such a spectacle, non-kings can't, that is to say, the purple mangs make the grass Wushuang have a trace of power comparable to the beauty of the king.

Python!

The first time he bought the purple mang, he didn't see that Yi Wushuang had any unfamiliar meaning, but was more familiar than Shen Zongde, as if this purple mangluo had been a weapon in Yi Wushuang's hands from the beginning, which made Shen Zongde look surprised.

In fact, the reason why this is the case, in addition to the fact that Wu Wu is blessed with soldiers, because of the relationship between the artistic conception of Xiu Luo, the four supreme artistic conceptions, and the artistic conception of Xiu Luo has the meaning of compatibility, so when Hua Wushuang uses iron to make the sword, the power is strong and unparalleled.

With the help of a purple mang, the shadow of the sword cut out by the shuang, like a sword but not a sword, and the illusion of thousands of shadows and like a sword shadow, scattered away, covering as much as possible in the void, the sky was full of might, and in an instant, the original could only fight with the man in black, and he was still considering whether to expose the hole card sword move, holding the hammer until now, from beginning to end, completely suppressing the man in black in the wind.

Originally, it was not an easy thing to fight against the man in black, but now with the help of the power of the purple mang, how can the man in black be defeated, he has always been in a downwind, and he has no power to fight back at all, so he can only be constantly moved, resisted, and attacked.

At this time, the purple mang, the purple mang, all turned into a sword light, the sword shadow of a thousand ways, the barren barbarium, the strong and the horizontal, since the moment there was the purple mang, the Wu Shuang was really brave and incomparable, strong and powerful.

Jong... Jong... Jong...

With the dance of the purple mang, rushing in all directions, the man in black began to have an injury, and from time to time there were swords and purple qi overflowing, falling heavily on the man in black, or smashing on the thousand-year-old heavenly tree.

Huh... Huh... Huh...

The man in black shook his fists, one punch and one palm kept striking outward, and his hand condensed the powerful spiritual power of the King Realm, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if Mount Tai was pressing the top, trying to use the deep and powerful spiritual power to cultivate to suppress the purple mangs in the hands of the mighty mang.

But although the Quasi-King Realm is strong, and one hand is also very harmful, but after all, it is not the real king, and the combat power of the Purple Warrior is incomparably strong, but with the help of the Purple Mang, that amount of purple qi in the sky seems to be able to shatter the Purple Firmament.

Now there is no shuang, and the man in black can't breathe at all, and the longer he holds the hammer, the more familiar it becomes with one person and one hammer, and the purple light on the purple mang, the cover is hundreds of miles.

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