"But I didn't expect this young man's strength to be so strong, and his physical strength alone is comparable to mine, and the use of his will power is even more shocking to hear, in such a ghost place where I can't use my spiritual power, I really can't be regarded as capsizing in the shadow today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ〞

At this time, Chun Yuwuwang's heart kept rolling, thinking about the strategy of destroying the enemy, but unfortunately, the Bishui Holy Son did not give a chance, although the two of them gathered hundreds of meters away, only to see, the Bishui Holy Son once again violently raised the power of will, the left hand formed a will holy bow, and the right hand put on the invisible string, condensing the enemy arrow, the power was immense, and the sky was shocking.

"You have no regrets about dying under this move, the arrow shatters the Netherworld!"

Submit!

"It's hard to say... My life is at rest. "Chun Yu Wu Wang is unwilling, dignified Wu Wang title, is at the peak of the period, now, mistakenly entered this place, will fall.

Whew!

Just when the blue water saint was about to be wiped out by an arrow to the king of martial arts, only to hear a thunderbolt, a sword thunder comparable to the speed of light, fiercely landed on the arrow, the two collided, striking out a brilliant spark, a moment of dust passed, then I saw a purple-robed figure holding a sword, standing in front of the king of Wu, the person who came was a sword Wushuang, and just that move was a sword with a thunder.

"Hmm... It's you, it looks like my three major guards have died at your hands, it's really not simple, it seems that this saint still underestimates you. I have to say that at this time, the Holy Son of Bishui was full of surprise and shock in his heart, and what was surprising was that he did not expect that his three major guards would make a move, and he still died under the opponent's sword, and what was shocking was that one of his own big moves, the Arrow Shattering Netherworld, was broken by the opponent's sword, at this moment, how to not understand, the other party not only hid its strength, but also hid it extremely deeply.

"King Wu, are you okay?" asked Wu Wushuang without turning his head, his eyes still staring at the blue water saint hundreds of meters away, he knew that the young man in front of him was a great enemy, and he was not allowed to be the slightest bit relaxed, and the Shura sword intent in his body also slowly and forcefully moved.

"Unharmed, life-saving grace, he will repay it one day. "Life and death, being saved by someone, even if it is as strong as Chun Yu Wu Wang, I can't help but sigh in my heart, just the arrow of the blue water saint, it is indeed a huge threat, once the arrow is hit, even if it does not die, it will definitely be re-created.

"King Nawu has a good rest, and this son is handed over to me. After Wu Wushuang was sure that King Wu was unharmed, as soon as he finished speaking, he took a sword and a sword, and then walked towards the Holy Son of Bishui step by step.

The saint of the underworld, the unborn sword demon of the Southern Xinjiang Xuanyi Empire, is about to fight at the peak.

"What you are hiding is very deep, but it is your honor to be able to die at the hands of my Holy Son of Bishui. The Bishui Saint also walked towards Wu Shuang step by step, his expression was not too nervous, in his opinion, even if he hid his strength, he would not be his opponent after all, and if he made his own move, it was already a knife to kill the chicken, but he thought that it would take some time for Sander and Qianqing to solve the opponent, so they would use him to pass the time.

He didn't understand what the other party was saying anymore, but looking at his eyes, it was no different from the other underground people, the same was contempt, full of contempt, but he was alone with a sword, his back was straight, as if it was a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, belonging to the sword player's sharp breath, and it spread in all directions.

Bishui Shengzi suddenly sneered, and his right hand slashed out at a lightning speed.

Poof...

The invisible flying knife was pressed against the neck of the sword, and behind it, a crack of several hundred meters was cut out, and the sword looked at the sage of Bishui indifferently, and there was no reason for the hit, not that the sage of Bishui was deliberately not hit, but because at the critical moment, it was the skewed neck of the shuang that struck through the attack of the will flying knife.

Bishui Shengzi looked a little surprised, and then showed a proflirating smile and said, "Hmm... It's not wrong. 〞

Looking at the other party's expression, it seemed that he could beat his move, which was a great thing, and he shook his head without a smile, and regardless of whether the other party could hear him, he said, "Then you can take me a sword and try it." 〞

Boom!

The sound of the sword was like a dragon's roar, and the sword was drawn in an instant, from left to right, and the sword was magnificent.

Bishui Shengzi always thought that his evaluation of Yi Wushuang was high enough, but in the end he was still underestimating, he didn't expect that Yi Wushuang appeared so fast, so unexpected, this sword didn't have time to dodge at all, his expression changed, and he was busy in front of him, arranging a shield of will, and it was quite solid.

Rumon!

The sword light condensed by the sword intent of Shura and the cover of the will collided together, and the sound of the impact resounded in all directions, and the ground area where the blue water holy son was located began to crack and collapse, and the surrounding trees, trees, grass and stones were destroyed and directly annihilated.

The stalemate between the Shura Sword Light and the Will Cover did not last long, and after only three breaths, he saw that the Intended Cover was overwhelmed by the power of the Sword Light, and cracked like a spider's web, and in an instant, it shattered, and the Blue Water Saint took more than twenty steps back under this impact, before he could dissolve the remaining strength of the Kai Shui Impact, and the blood in his body was churning.

The left palm was lightly pressed, and the body immediately returned to stability, Bishui Shengzi glanced at the white fur on his shoulder, and did not expect to be cut off, his heart was unhappy for a while, his expression became more and more gloomy, and his eyes looked at Wu Wushuang.

"Very good, I didn't expect that I still underestimated you, originally you only had the combat power of a preliminary king, but in fact you were about the same as the person I just fought against, but so what, you will still die at my hands in the end, and then this move, this holy son wants to see how you get rid of it." 〞

Wu Wushuang's sword, although it made Bishui Shengzi feel solemn, but he still didn't regard Wu Shuang as an enemy, it was just difficult to get rid of, he believed it, but he took it seriously a little, and the other party still let him slaughter it.

"Storm of Will!"

The Bishui Holy Son shouted angrily, and in the area where Wu Wushuang was located, the air exploded directly, and then, the air violently followed the Bishui Holy Son's two hands, forming one after another wind blades of will, and swept towards the Wu Wu double attack like a violent storm.

Bite... Bite... Jong... Jong...

Although it is said that the will wind blade is killed like no rules, but Yi Wu's heart is like a well moon, and it has not been affected in any way, with the artistic conception of Shura as the main and the fast mystery as the supplement, sword after sword strikes the will wind blade that comes from the attack, the speed is so fast, it may seem to others, Yi Wushuang only has about four or five swords, but the eyebrows of the Bishui Holy Son are getting deeper and deeper, and he deeply understands that the other party has at least seventeen or eighteen swords, and maybe even more.

"Do you think you can fight me?

With such a wonderful performance, the face of the high-spirited and arrogant blue water saint became more and more gloomy, and he took a step forward, and the earth began to crack forward, and the originally unruly wind blade began to concentrate, and then in a swirling way, forming a will dragon wrestling wind blade, concentrating on the wind blade.

"Sword Meaning Absolute Lun!"

In the face of the furious blue water saint, Yi Wushuang didn't dare to hold it up, his hand flicked, and the karmic fire instantly returned to the sheath, and then, the sword of Shura was raised violently, and the center of his eyebrows bulged, and a peerless sword condensed by the sword of Xiu Luo appeared, and then, his mind moved, as if he had an invisible hand holding this sword of the world, and suddenly slashed forward, as if the sky was open, and the dragon blade of the will was powerless and exploded directly.

To be continued.......