On the thirty-fifth floor of the Weak Water Holy Building, the Treasure Fight melee has entered white heat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little brother, in terms of your mid-level Spiritual Sect realm, your strength is not bad, but it is still a little worse than me, so I advise you to give up these three treasures!"

The four of them shot more and more heavily, and there was more and more room left, Wan Jinbo and Wu Wushuang fought, among the people, the strength of Wan Jin Bo and the woman in Tsing Yi was hidden beyond all others, there should be no one stronger than the two of them, and there was a golden light shining on his body, and a golden man with a golden light punched at Wu Shuang.

"Hmph! Let's get rid of the boy who can't help himself, in this case, each of the three people should have at least one treasure, so that they won't be in a loss." Tang Guangwu rolled his eyes, and set the target on Yi Wushuang, and the cultivation was the weakest and most advantageous, and the talent of Yi Wushuang made him feel jealous, so no matter what aspect, Tang Guangwu wanted to exclude Wu Shuang first.

The long spear was raised, and Tang Guangwu also attacked at Wu Wushuang.

"Hey, hey, the little donor can't stand it, I'm here too." "Mao Feng is really a rough appearance, but in fact, he is a person with a careful mind, the four of them are so competing for treasures, the consumption is too great, if one is not careful, he can even return empty-handed, therefore, now the three of them have the same goal, remove one person first, then the three of them are at least one treasure per person."

For a while, the three of them joined forces, extremely waved hands, and launched an attack on Wu Wushuang.

"There is no shame in it. Even though the woman in Tsing Yi didn't come forward to compete for three quasi-ground-level weapons, she still felt a little angry when she saw the three of them besiege a person with the lowest cultivation.

As for the middle-aged scribe Mingo, there was no reaction, or perhaps he was looking at him, and this situation was really normal.

"It seems that there is no way, the Heavenly Sword Formula cannot be used easily, so there is only one move that can be used for now. Faced with such a situation, Li Wushuang was helpless, and he didn't expect that the trick would be forced out by his own people under such circumstances.

In the case of one against three, the sword style of the sky cannot be easily cast, and this is the master of the peak of the sect realm, one against one can not easily win, how can it be one against three now, then you can only cast the space arcane sword created when the space realm was small and successful earlier, and the empty arcane sword is buried with one sword, and the sword is cut out, tearing the space, creating a black hole, the attack can be big or small, and there is no problem with long-range and close attacks.

Although the heat is only seven or eight points, and he has not yet reached perfection and innocence, it should be no problem to deal with three martial artists who are also in the realm of the Spirit Sect.

The attack of the three of them is getting closer and closer, and the ancient well in the heart of Yi Wushuang is not waveless, not in a hurry, his hands are tightly gripping the karmic fire, his eyes are like a sword, and the entire space of the thirty-fifth layer seems to be in his grasp, and everyone is staring at Yi Wushuang, wanting to see how he can solve this dilemma.

But looking at it, the karmic fire in Lin Wushuang's hands suddenly distorted, and if it was hidden, it seemed to disappear into the line of view of everyone, which was quite a strange scene.

Then, everyone clearly saw that Wu Wushuang was from left to right, waving the karmic fire with both hands, and the feeling seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long time had passed, but the only thing that was clear was the space of the thirty-fifth floor, which was shaking.

"How is that possible!" The woman in Tsing Yi and the middle-aged scribe Mingge, who were observers, shouted in shock almost at the same time.

The mystery of space is too broad and profound, not to mention the four supreme artistic conceptions, the artistic conception of time is not out, and the artistic conception of space is king, such a statement is not said casually, although the understanding of space is still only in the mystery rather than the artistic conception, but not everyone has enough understanding to understand the space.

As soon as the sword of Wu Wushuang was drawn, the three Wan Jinbo who were directly facing each other and the two women in Tsing Yi who were facing each other, the five of them felt that time seemed to have slowed down, especially the three of them, and they also felt that their offensive seemed to be slowing down, and the sword of Wu Wushuang came later, passing through the three-person attack, and then, penetrating the bodies of the three people, making the three of them feel their own perceptions, almost solidified to a low point, in addition to thinking, the movements in their bodies also slowed down, which made their hearts feel quite panicked.

This is the vastness of the space, and the different locations are different in terms of feeling.

The burial sword pierced the bodies of the three of them, but it did not cause them any damage, but this did not make them feel at ease, but panicked deeper, abruptly, silently, in the space where the three of them were, the penetrating sword light tore apart, and the black hole was formed, instantly absorbing the defenseless three people into the black hole, and the infinite void sword blade in the black hole ruthlessly killed Wan Jinbo and the other three.

And the one who caused all this, Wu Shuang, was now hesitating in his heart, "Do you want to kill them?"

Suddenly, there was a thud.

The black hole exploded, and the golden wave of the whole body rushed out of the black hole first, and the blood spat out in an instant, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, and the golden body was full of deep or shallow sword marks, which were only superficial wounds, but the deep ones could be seen to the bones.

Just after Wan Jinbo rushed out of the black hole, in less than five breaths, the bald Han Maofeng also rushed out of the black hole, his face was pale, his expression was languid, his mouth was spitting blood, and his body was also covered with sword marks.

In the end, it was Tang Guangwu who came out of the predicament, whether it was the depth of cultivation, the experience and the strength of the physical body, it was not as good as Wan Jinbo and Mao Feng, and it was all thanks to the sword that was aimed at the three of them, if today's Empty Sword was only aimed at Tang Guangwu, then it was still a question whether he could come out now, and if he was in the black hole for too long, he would be killed by the Void Sword Blade in the black hole.

However, even though Tang Guangwu came out of the trap, his injuries were also the heaviest, and the protective weapons on his body were broken, and in addition to spitting blood, the seven holes also caused a lot of injuries.

Not surprised that the three of them were able to get out of trouble, Wu Wushuang secretly said, "Attacking three Sect Realm peak martial artists at one time is really too reluctant. 〞

"How is it possible, he is only a middle-level martial artist in the sect realm, and he can actually comprehend the Void Mystery and the Void Arcane Sword Move, my quenched gold body can't even break the golden light of the evil eyes of the Tiger Shaoqi, and his Void Arcane Sword Move is too strong. Wan Jinbo looked at Li Wushuang with a shocked face.

"My heaven, the demon heaven can lead to the mystery of Wukong, this is not surprising, the surprise is that he can still use it, and the achievement is not low, although he cultivates to the middle level of the talent sect realm, but no matter which aspect you look at, this little brother has no defects at all, if this thing is still created by himself, then he is too demonic, too terrible. Even with Mao Fengtian's personality of not being afraid of the earth, he was also frightened by the sword of Wu Wushuang.

Wan Jinbo and Mao Feng were quite shocked by Wu Wushuang's comprehension, at such an age and cultivation to be able to lead Wukong, this is enough to show that this son is not coming, and the two of them also thought in their hearts, if... If this sword is still created by this son himself, it means that this son is not only strong in comprehension, but also quite terrifying in the creation of martial arts, no matter how the sword is blessed, it has left a deep and indelible impression in the hearts of both people.

"Why? He's only in the middle of the sect realm! Could it be that he is already the strongest in the legendary middle sect realm? It shouldn't be like this... 〞

Tang Guangwu's heart was full of puzzlement, Li Wushuang was obviously not yet twenty years old, and he was not a famous young master on the list of potential emperors of the Xuanyi Empire, why could he lead Wukong? Why could he still use space sword moves? Almost under this sword, the three Sect Realm Peak Martial Artists lost the confidence to fight with him, which made Tang Guangwu look like Tang Guangwu who was proud in his heart, and his heart was full of unwillingness and jealousy.

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