Chapter 137: Torrential Rain Attacks (Last Part)

call out!

A terrifying sword light stabbed directly away.

The terrifying power contained in this sword light, even if these two purple-faced killers saw it, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

And because the two of them were just forced back by Jian Wushuang's three consecutive swords, and now they are still in the process of retreating, facing the stabbed sword, the purple-faced killer who was regarded as the target had only time to swing it. The purple soft sword in his hand tried to split the sword.

boom!

The incomparably terrifying sword light erupted with terrifying power, which instantly threw the purple soft sword out, and then the sword light power bombarded the body of the purple-faced killer unabated.

In an instant, a huge blood hole more than one centimeter in diameter appeared on the body of the purple-faced killer.

The blood hole penetrated directly through his body, and even the flesh and blood of the organs in the body were torn to shreds wherever it passed.

The purple-faced killer's eyes widened, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, and then his body fell weakly to the back.

The first purple-faced killer, die!

"This?"

The purple-faced killer who was still alive couldn't help being stunned when he saw this scene, and when Jian Wushuang's cold eyes looked at him, his heart suddenly burst.

"escape!"

The dignified purple-faced killer, the peak powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Void Realm, rose into the sky without hesitation at this moment. He didn't stop until he appeared in the void above Jian Wushuang more than ten meters away, his eyes filled with fear. Chao Jian Wushuang looked over.

"It's terrible, his swordsmanship is terrible!"

"Wind and Fire Sword Intent, yes, he has combined Blast Sword Intent with Raging Fire Sword Intent to form Wind and Fire Sword Intent, and his perception of artistic conception is much stronger than mine."

"I joined forces with Lao Jiu, two-on-one, but he was still crushed by him, and Lao Jiu was directly killed by him!"

"His strength has far surpassed the realm of ordinary yin deficiency and small accomplishment. Even if he is compared with the strong yin deficiency, it is not much worse!"

The purple-faced killer murmured.

"Walking in the air?" Jian Wushuang frowned when he saw the purple-faced killer swept into the void above.

After all, the Yin-Yang Void Realm can walk in the air, and if he wants to escape, he can't stop it.

Although the purple-masked killer escaped, Shadow and the eight gold-masked killers were still on the ground, and they couldn't walk in the air.

"With one enemy and two, he even killed a purple-faced killer. How is this possible?" Shadow looked at the corpse of the purple-faced killer who had fallen below, with an incredible expression on his face.

At this time, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned towards him.

Shadow was instantly terrified.

"Quick, kill him, kill him with your hands." Shadow even roared.

The eight golden-masked killers beside him were stunned for a moment, and immediately left.

The Blood Feather Tower killers are well-trained. Even if they know that the order to go to the peak is death, they will not hesitate for a moment.

And at the moment when these golden-masked killers shot, the shadow fled to the side frantically, and at the same time shouted to the purple-masked killer in the void: "Quick, come and save me."

The purple-faced killer also approached the shadow immediately.

"Want to escape?" Jian Wushuang glanced at the shadow, but he snorted coldly.

The multi-killer in the Qingshui stronghold, no one can die, even the two purple-faced killers, if they can't kill him, they won't care, but only this shadow, no matter what, he can't let go.

"Get out of here!"

Jian Wushuang shouted loudly, and then the sword light lit up again, but it was an extremely soft sword, swaying in the torrential rain, followed by the eight golden-masked killers' necks like ghosts one after another. .

In just an instant, all eight golden-masked killers died.

"Can you escape?"

After relying on the virtual sword technique to directly kill the eight golden-masked killers, Jian Wushuang burst out immediately, and appeared behind the shadow in a flash.

"How can it be so fast?" Shadow turned pale in shock, knowing that the purple-faced killer couldn't bring him to the void before Jian Wushuang.

Immediately, his face became hideous, and there was a madness in his eyes.

"Shit, go to hell!"

Shadow turned sharply, but a cold flying knife shot directly at Jian Wushuang's eyebrows.

The flying knife was extremely fast, and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang in an instant.

"ridiculous."

Jian Wushuang sneered, but his figure swept past the flying knife like a ghost, followed by a sword swing, and easily passed over Shadow's wrist, and the entire Shadow was completely cut off in an instant.

"what!!!"

Shadow screamed in pain, but Jian Wushuang had already appeared in front of him, a tyrannical force condensed in his palm, clenched it into a fist, and directly bombarded Shadow's abdomen.

"puff!"

The shadow immediately spewed a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale, "My golden core, my golden core..."

Although Shadow is also a strong person with a complete golden core, but in front of Jian Wushuang, he has no room to struggle. At this moment, Jian Wushuang has smashed the golden core.

The golden core is the root of the martial artist's spiritual power. Once the golden core is broken, Shadow's ten years of ascetic cultivation immediately vanishes.

"You are about to die, and you still care about Jindan?"

Jian Wushuang sneered and waved his big hand. At this moment, he directly grabbed Shadow's neck, as if twisting a chicken, and lifted Shadow's whole body, and then slammed it hard on the ground below.

Bang!

Even with the obstruction of standing water, the smashing still caused the ground below to crack open, and the shadow spurted blood again. The internal organs and six costs were hit hard as never before, and the severe pain caused him to faint directly.

Then Jian Wushuang twisted the shadow's body up again, and looked at the purple-faced killer in the void above.

The purple-faced killer had unprecedented fear in his eyes at the moment, even if he saw the shadow in Jian Wushuang's hands, he did not have the courage to go down to fight Jian Wushuang.

"Purple-faced killer, that's all."

Jian Wushuang grinned, followed by ignoring the purple-faced killer, twisting the shadow and swept out of the courtyard, and soon disappeared from the sight of the purple-faced killer.

This purple-faced killer stood alone in the void, his eyes were overlooking a sea of ​​blood below, and he himself was the only person still alive in this stronghold at the moment, the purple-faced killer could not help but fell silent.

This attack, the blood feather building lost too much!

In the entire Qingshui stronghold, hundreds of copper-faced and silver-faced killers, not one of them were killed.

Twelve golden-masked killers also died.

Of course, these are nothing. It can really be called a huge loss. It is the death of the purple-faced killer and the shadow.

"I didn't expect that Jian Wushuang, who fell into the bottomless abyss two years ago, is still alive, and in just two years, his strength has already risen to this level!" The purple-faced killer clenched his hands.

"He's not dead, then my Xueyulou will be in big trouble!"

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