Chapter 57 Swordsman, Break Out!

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On the roof, Jian Wushuang had turned into a king of kendo who looked down upon the world, just staring at the arrival of those black robes so indifferently, the two sides were getting closer and closer.

And those people in black robes who were rushing over also saw Jian Wushuang standing on the roof in front of them, and the pair of exposed pupils were burning with killing intent.

"Kill him." One of the black-robed men shouted coldly.

They just said to Mr. Huo, they just want to leave, but if someone just blocks them, they will directly kill them, and Jian Wushuang in front of them is obviously trying to stop them.

"Swordsman, go back!"

"Back! Back! Back!"

Yin Min and Ling Tianhao were screaming in Jian Wushuang's ears, but Jian Wushuang was unmoved.

retreat? Are you really going back?

"Impossible!" Jian Wushuang roared in his heart.

Four months ago, his strength was still very weak at the time. Facing the pursuit of a large number of silver-faced and gold-faced killers in Xueyulou, he had no choice but to flee frantically, but today, four months later, his strength is now It's not what it used to be, and more importantly, the powerhouse in the Xueyu Tower before him is just a silver-faced and eight bronze-faced killers.

What qualifications does this lineup have to let him retire?

If you don't retreat, then fight!

battle battle!

"I used to be in the Golden Dragon Branch Hall, there were so many people, I shouldn't be too conspicuous, but now I am carrying out the Golden Dragon Guard mission. The mission released by the Golden Dragon Hall is top secret and no one dares to say it. Here, I am Don't worry about revealing your strength to attract attention!"

Jian Wushuang raised his head, his icy eyes without the slightest emotion, swept straight to the many black-robed men in front, and at this moment, the three-killing sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

Nameless Sword Art No. 1, Blood Shadow!

A sword light, cold and dazzling, the speed reached an incredible level at this moment.

On the roof of the attic, apart from the silver-faced black-robed man in the black-robed figure, the other eight black-robed man saw a piercing and dazzling sword light in the depths of their pupils.

This sword light is too fast.

The eyes of the eight men in black robes immediately showed a hint of horror, and the next moment, the cold and dazzling sword light was not hindered in the slightest, and passed directly from the necks of the eight men.

Silently, eight figures in black robes fell directly!

In an instant, the entire Heavenly Magic Sect fell silent.

Silence, deathly silence!

Everyone in the Sky Magic Sect looked at this shocking sword sluggishly.

On the roof, the only surviving silver-faced black-robed figure stood in front of Jian Wushuang. He glanced at the black-robed figures that had no breath at his side, and there was a hint of horror in his flashing eyes. .

He also saw the sword just now.

It was that sword that swept across the throats of his eight subordinates at an astonishing speed. With just one strike, the eight killers of the Blood Feather Tower, who had transformed into a sea of ​​perfection, were directly killed!

"Who are you?" The silver-faced black-robed man's voice had an unprecedented solemnity.

"My name is Swordsman." Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

"I just want to leave here safely, I didn't think about hindering your mission, and I'm not a member of the Sky Magic Sect, and I'm not within your mission scope." The silver-faced black-robed man said in a low voice.

"It has nothing to do with the mission of the Golden Dragon Palace. From the first time I saw you, all of you, including you, are already dead." Jian Wushuang said coldly.

"Then let's see who dies first!" The silver-faced black-robed man's eyes froze, but his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light. The streamer appeared, and the silver-faced black-robed man appeared in front of Jian Wushuang. A dark red dagger directly pierced the air at an astonishing speed, stabbing Jian Wushuang's head, and at the same time, the violent voice of the silver-faced black-robed man also sounded violently.

"go to hell."

The silver-faced black-robed man's eyes surging with killing intent, as a blood-feather building silver-faced killer, the most terrifying killing move is the first shot.

"Joke." Jian Wushuang smiled coldly,

As soon as he raised his hand, he swung out another sword.

It seems random, but Jian Wushuang is still the first blood shadow of the nameless swordsmanship.

The cold and dazzling sword light lit up again, and the speed was even more incredible.

"That's the sword."

Mr. Huo, the grey-robed old man who was watching the battle attentively on the roof not far away, had a solemn expression on his face, "The Wind Sword Intent has already mastered a trace of the Gale Wind Sword Intent, and the feeling is still very deep. The speed of this sword is too fast."

Yes, it's too fast.

The dark red dagger of the silver-faced black-robed man had not yet stabbed, but the icy sword light that Jian Wushuang unleashed had already slashed directly.

Clang!

The low metal crash sounded, and the silver-faced black-robed man only felt a strong force coming from the dark red dagger in his hand, causing his hands to go numb in an instant. out.

"This kid." The silver-faced black-robed man looked at Jian Wushuang in shock, "It's clear that he hasn't reached the Innate Golden Core yet, but his burst of spiritual power is not weaker than mine at all, and more importantly, his swordsmanship is too fast and too strong. already."

"Sword Intent!"

"Yes, he has already grasped a trace of sword intent."

No wonder the silver-faced black-robed man was so shocked, because he could see clearly that Jian Wushuang did not step into the innate golden elixir.

After all, the spiritual power of the innate golden core level powerhouse will undergo a qualitative transformation. Once the spiritual power erupts, the aura of the innate level spiritual power cannot be concealed, and he did not notice this in Jian Wushuang. The breath of Jindan level.

Therefore, he concluded that Jian Wushuang did not step into the Innate Golden Core.

But because of this, he was shocked.

It should be noted that he is already the pinnacle of Jindan Xiaocheng, and he is only one step away from Jindan Grand Chengdu, and he used his strongest ultimate move. Completely crushed?

What is this concept?

"escape!"

The silver-faced black-robed man made a decision in an instant.

No enemy can only run away.

He was originally a killer, and his speed was naturally what he was good at. At this moment, if he ran for his life directly, the speed was of course faster, but Jian Wushuang was much faster than him.

"Can you escape?" Jian Wushuang's indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the silver-faced black-robed man.

"What?" The silver-faced black-robed man was shocked, but a bit of bitterness arose in his heart, "Sure enough, the martial artist who understands the gust of wind and sword intent is the best at speed."

"Die." Jian Wushuang said coldly, and a monstrous killing intent erupted.

Nameless Swordsmanship, the second style, the killing sword style.

The glamorous blood-colored sword light swept out directly.

"This sword is even faster and stronger than the sword just now!" The silver-faced black-robed man was completely desperate in his heart. At this moment, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​resistance, so he let the bloody glamorous sword light straight through his neck.

laugh!

Blood splattered, and the silver-faced black-robed man, who had reached the peak of Jindan Xiaocheng, died on the spot.

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