Chapter 118 Desperately!

"Death!" The long sword in Jian Wu's hands silently reappeared in front of the third golden-masked killer. The golden-masked killer still didn't have time to react and was killed directly.

"how is this possible?"

"How come so fast?"

The remaining golden-masked killers were terrified.

However, they didn't know that Jian Wushuang had a very high understanding of the Sword Intent of the Wind, and he was already able to perform the sixth form of the illusory swordsmanship!

Illusory swordsmanship, that is known as the first swordsmanship of the Tianzong Dynasty, how terrifying?

The sixth form of virtual swordsmanship is also extremely terrifying.

Before Jian Wushuang played against Xiao Mang, because the latter was too strong, and Xiao Mang himself understood the mood of the wind, his understanding was higher than his, so even if his sixth form of virtual swordsmanship was fully exerted, it would be difficult to threaten Xiao Mang.

But if you use virtual swordsmanship to fight against this group of golden-masked killers who are not even qualified to enter the Earth Dragon List, it will be a complete slaughter.

With a sword, the terrifying speed burst out, and these golden-masked killers have no room to struggle.

"The fourth one." Jian Wushuang's long sword swept out again, and instantly crossed the distance of more than ten meters, directly piercing the throat of the fourth golden-masked killer.

But just after he killed the fourth golden-masked killer...

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang raised his head abruptly, only to find a black shadow appeared in his sight. It was originally dozens of meters away from him, but in a flash, the shadow had already come to him. The speed is as fast as teleportation.

"This speed!" Jian Wushuang was taken aback, and the black shadow slapped his head directly with a fierce palm.

The terrifying power contained in this palm made Jian Wushuang tremble in his heart, and there was no doubt that if this palm was slapped on his head, it could completely kill him in an instant.

At a critical juncture, Jian Wu stabbed the three-killing sword from both hands, piercing the void, and stabbed directly into the palm of the shadow.

Bang!

That palm collided head-on with the blade of the Three Killing Swords, but the palm was not directly pierced.

Jian Wushuang only felt a huge force coming from his arm, his throat immediately became sweet, a stream of blood spurted out, and his body was like a cannonball, blasting out fiercely.

Pong!

Jian Wushuang's body slammed heavily on the ground more than ten meters behind, causing the ground to crack open immediately, but his figure was still rolling backwards continuously, and he rolled directly along the ground again for dozens of feet. Mi Yuan fell into the Jingyue Lake.

Silence, the entire Jingyue Lake fell silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the black-robed figure floating in the void.

Black robe, purple face, and most importantly, he still walks in the air!

The identity of the person who came is instantly clear at a glance!

"Purple Face Killer!"

"Yin-Yang Void Realm!"

"The purple-faced killer of the Blood Feather Tower actually shot himself?"

"It's over, it's over, the swordsman is over, it's dead!"

Everyone was stunned.

There are not many Yin-Yang Void Realm powerhouses in the entire Tianzong Dynasty, and it is rare to see one on weekdays, and the purple-faced killer of Xue Yulou is more terrifying than ordinary Yin-Yang Void Realm powerhouses.

A purple-faced killer shot himself, just Jin Dan Xiaocheng's Jian Wushuang, and almost no one present thought he could survive.

"The third one!"

Su Rou glanced at Jian Wushuang, who was lying on the water of Jingyue Lake, and his body had already started to sink slowly. Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his beautiful face became hideous at this moment.

"You, damn it!"

Su Rou stared at the purple-faced killer in front of her, a sudden aura rising from her body.

This aura, Su Rou had arisen several times before, but never had it been as strong as it is now.

The terrifying aura was so strong that even the purple-faced killer couldn't help but stare at Su Rou.

"This girl..." The purple-faced killer saw the increasingly terrifying aura on Su Rou's body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

At this moment, Su Rou felt very dangerous to him.

Su Rou stared coldly at the purple-faced killer, and said coldly, "Old man, die!"

The giant sword in his hand slashed violently...

Whoa!

The giant sword was crushed, and it easily passed through the void, making the air buzzing~~ violent breaking wind, and the shrill sword edge also swept across the ground, clattering~~~ The ground cracked and appeared in vain. A large crack more than two meters wide.

Powerful.

The purple-faced killer didn't dare to be careless when his eyes narrowed. At this moment, he clenched his right hand tightly, and the majestic spiritual power burst out. Without hesitation, he punched out angrily. A crisp explosion in his body also resounded through the world.

Bang!

The two collided, and the result was that the purple-faced killer groaned, and his body burst out, hitting a big tree dozens of meters away.

Click!

The big tree obviously couldn't bear the terrifying impact force and burst open.

"This, this power..." The purple-faced killer looked at his palm, which was still a little numb, and looked up at Su Rou again, "This girl is actually from that place? Based on this alone, it is absolutely impossible. kill her."

At this moment, after Su Rou performed her strongest blow, her aura had already begun to wilt, and her beautiful face was covered in sweat. He was still staring at the purple-faced killer.

"I don't dare to kill you." The purple-faced killer shook his head. He had no plans to entangle with Su Rou at all. The moment he swept out, he appeared above the surface of Jingyue Lake.

As for Su Rou, she could only watch at this moment, but she was powerless.

"The third child!" Su Rou trembled physically and mentally, staring at the lake.

The surface of Jingyue Lake was extremely calm, and as for Jian Wushuang's figure, he had long since disappeared.

In Jingyue Lake, Jian Wushuang, who was surrounded by endless lake water, opened his eyes.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The super-powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Void Realm is indeed much stronger than the Jindan martial artist. The palm of his hand, just one palm, seriously injured him, and he even felt that his internal organs were completely displaced. .

It was hot and painful.

This kind of attack is already his limit to endure once, and if he does it again, he will definitely die.

"I've long guessed that since the Xueyu Building had attacked me, it would never be as simple as the ten golden-masked killers on the surface, and that's true, but I didn't expect that the Xueyu Building would deal with me a gold coin. Dan Xiaocheng, even sent a purple-faced killer."

Although Jian Wushuang was seriously injured, the fighting spirit in his eyes was still monstrous.

"This time, I have to work hard!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Secret art... Seizing the spirit!"

Om~~ The entire Jingyue Lake was shaken violently.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's body seemed to have turned into a black hole that could accommodate everything, and the forces of life from all things in the world were bursting towards him frantically at an alarming speed.

With the injection of the power of life, the breath on his body also skyrocketed in an instant.

After a lapse of one year, Jian Wushuang once again displayed the secret art of seizing the soul!

He is going to work hard!

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