"This..."

Qin Zhongtian, the king of the hundred chains, didn't know what to say, because he couldn't expect the result to be like this, and looked at the Shenwu King Tai Shijie and the sword king Ye Wang in surprise, the three of them looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say.

Shenwu King Tai Shi Jie is just that, Ye Wang, who is also the king of the sword, opened his mouth several times to say something, but closed his mouth several times, and finally, he said with some bitterness: "Alas! The era of young people has finally come, although I have long guessed it, but I can't imagine it to come so fast, so violently, and the important thing is that I think this hundred years have been a bit in vain, and I can't even see the depth of a young man in his early twenties, he is old." ”

Tai Shijie patted King Ye's shoulder and sighed: "It's not that we have lived in vain for a hundred years, let alone old and dizzy, but the young people now, they are too good, they don't show the mountains and the water, and no one can see the depth." ”

Shocked not only these three hundred years of kings who are in the top ten of the Heavenly Kings list, who is not shocked, first Jun Twelve defeated the sword king Mo Yan, and then, in the case of being not favored, Lin Wushuang also defeated the sword king Wu Jiyu, in a short period of time, there are two young four heavenly kings who fell off the horse, the former is okay, he has been famous in Zhongzhou since he was a child, and the latter, born in Nanjiangzhou, although the family was one of the ancient families, but it has also declined.

Therefore, Lin Wushuang is not optimistic at all, I thought that after Jun Twelve defeated Mo Yan, this time the arrogant peak will no longer have any prospects, although Lin Wushuang has just defeated Qi Lianhua and Yu Chiyong, it is powerful, but it is not so powerful as the level of the four young heavenly kings, at most it is close.

Now, the reality has told everyone that Jun Twelve is a peerless demon, and so is Lin Wushuang.

In just one year, Jun Twelve's strength can be multiplied several times, completely above the four young heavenly kings, and Lin Wushuang can also do it, his strength has also increased several times, and his strength is also above the four young heavenly kings, proving that the so-called cognitive impossibility of everyone does not exist in the body of the peerless demon.

"No wonder... No wonder Lin Wushuang said that Jun Twelve was qualified to challenge him. ”

Suddenly, someone suddenly realized and muttered to himself.

"Yes! It turned out that it was not arrogance, but from confidence, but now it's really hard to say, you have to watch the duel between the two with real guns to distinguish the high. ”

"Yes, I'm glad I didn't leave, otherwise I wouldn't have missed this demon duel. ”

"Peerless demons against peerless demons, the real pinnacle king duel. ”

Lin Wushuang's three moves are slightly better than Wu Jiyu, and now no one dares to despise Lin Wushuang, one by one, they are full of expectations, waiting for the decisive battle between Lin Wushuang and Jun Twelve.

Everyone present, if you really want to say that the mood fluctuates the most, it is Tao Yunfei and others from the Xuanyuan Empire, they feel like a dream now, their mouths are so surprised that they open slightly, Lin Wushuang's light is too dazzling, so that they don't seem to know Lin Wushuang anymore, the Lin Wushuang they knew before does not seem to be the real Lin Wushuang, and now the Lin Wushuang who is standing on the top of the arrogant peak is the real Lin Wushuang.

"I know that my feelings have always been right, and I am even more right, you are the real opponent in my life. Jun Twelve, who has always been indifferent, after Lin Wushuang defeated Wu Jiyu in three moves, his expression immediately showed an excited expression, what are the four young heavenly kings, these don't matter, although he and Lin Wushuang are only at the peak of the spirit king's high-level peak realm, but in the spirit king realm, what should be surpassed, he has surpassed, and the only one who has not surpassed is still Lin Wushuang.

"Jun Twelve, let's fight!"

For Lin Wushuang, the three moves with Wu Jiyu were just a warm-up, and now that the warm-up was over, looking at Jun Twelve, the blood in his body gradually boiled, and a supreme sword intent suddenly burst out from his body, and the sky where he was suddenly darkened, and everyone seemed to have come to the night when they couldn't see their fingers.

The artistic conception of Jun Twelve, comprehended to destruction, makes people feel desperate destruction, but the outbreak of Lin Wushuang's supreme sword intent suppressed Jun Twelve's artistic conception of destruction, and did not give it any chance to fight back, Lin Wushuang's heaven and earth are like the world of swords, heaven and earth, only swords.

"My destruction may not bring you despair, but it can still give me strength. ”

Jun Twelve knew that his comprehension in the artistic conception was already a rare high talent in the world, but the Lin Wushuang in front of him was even more terrifying, his own destruction halberd realm was only the peak of the first level of the king realm, and the other party's sword intent was conservatively estimated to be the peak of the middle level of the king realm, or the legendary supreme Shura artistic conception, so, in terms of artistic conception confrontation, he couldn't help the other party at all, and he would even be suppressed by the other party, but it didn't matter, let himself be in the despair of destruction, and the strength would be inexhaustible, this was his chance to win.

The black crystal spirit wings shook, Jun Twelve's figure flashed, his hands clenched the halberd, and the destruction of the halberd was even more urging to the peak of the first level of the king realm, attached to the war halberd, supplemented by the power of strong qi and blood, which is also the advantage of Jun Twelve, few people know that Jun Twelve was actually born with divine power, and the talent in refining the body is not inferior to the talent in the artistic conception.

On the mountain peak, Mo Yan, who was sitting cross-legged to heal his wounds, saw the halberd of Jun Twelve, and bitterly found that it was even stronger than when he fought with him.

Clang!

The dazzling sparks, with a bang, shine in the sky.

In the seemingly equal confrontation of everyone, Lin Wushuang flicked his wrist in an instant, and slashed the Yinhua Sword in his hand into the weak area of the battle halberd, and Jun Twelve was instantly bounced away, making it impossible for him to use his follow-up moves continuously.

"Oops. ”

Jun Twelve was slashed by the long sword in the weak area, and the moment he was bounced away, he immediately knew that it was not good, he never expected that Lin Wushuang's insight and accuracy were so terrifying, so superb, and he had natural divine power, how fast he was wielding the war halberd, but he was still in an instant, finding the weak spot of the war halberd, and hitting it directly impartially, as if he had sent the war halberd up.

In the past, Jun Twelve in the battle, it can be said that there is no advance or retreat, the halberd is wielded, and there is no benefit, but this time, it kicked to the iron plate, and for the first time, it turned from attack to defense.

The next second.

The sword in his hand was like the most terrible poisonous snake in the world, not giving Jun Twelve the slightest chance, constantly slashing, or stabbing, or splitting at him, thousands of dazzling sparks, in Jun Twelve's body at the same time, making him a little breathless.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Everyone who was watching the battle saw that as soon as the two of them started fighting, it was Jun Twelve who was suppressed, which made them a little suffocated.

If you don't fight with Lin Wushuang, you will never know how terrible Lin Wushuang is, this is what Jun Twelve thinks in his heart at the moment, he thought that even if his artistic conception is not as good as the other party, but in terms of speed and strength, it is enough to compete with the other party, and even surpass it, but now, he knows that he is wrong, and he is terrible.

Lin Wushuang's speed and strength in wielding the long sword are not inferior to himself at all, but this is nothing, the most terrifying thing is that he obviously feels that the two of them are not much different in speed and strength, but it is he who is suppressed, and he is also the one who retreats, and he has a depressed feeling that it is difficult to exert his strength to the fullest....

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............ To be continued.