Chapter 3197 Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang

Chapter 3197 Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang (Page 1/1)

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Feixue also understood.

The space-time temple has never taken the initiative to fight for the place in the blood wave world.

Because there are not many practitioners in the Temple of Time and Space, in each era, the top undead saints who meet the requirements and have the potential and strength to compete for opportunities in the blood wave world are only a few. Usually there are five places, which is enough. So there is no need to fight for the Temple of Time and Space.

But don't forget, the first-class forces in the God Realm in Absolute Beginning have more than five places each time they enter the Blood Wave Realm.

Take Xiaoyao Mansion as an example, Xiaoyao Mansion is only the overlord of the second layer of heaven, and it is not as good as the four gods and Bafang Tianzong of the third layer of heaven, let alone compared with the three major sacred areas. There are more than five places to enter the blood wave world.

A Xiaoyao Mansion is like this, even if there are ten or even twenty places in the Temple of Time and Space, one of the three great freedom alliances, it is not too many.

I didn't fight for it before, but now because of the special situation, if Duan Lang can really defeat Jian Wushuang, the White Star Palace Master can naturally help Duan Lang win a spot, and it doesn't even require any effort at all, just a word.

"Don't be too happy too soon."

Hall Master Baixing overlooked Duan Lang below, his voice was cold, "If you defeat Jian Tianhou, I will naturally help you win a spot, but if you are defeated by Jian Wu's hands, then you will be punished by me. acceptable?"

"Punishment?" Duan Lang's expression changed.

He also understood that the status of the White Star Palace Master was something he could question.

Now that he has questioned, unless he can really prove that he is stronger than Jian Wushuang, otherwise... of course he has to accept punishment.

"I accept." Duan Lang nodded directly.

He is full of confidence in his own strength and does not think that he will be defeated by Jian Wu's hands at all.

"Well, in this space and time, the two of you can make a move. Remember, as long as the divine body collapses, either side will lose." Baixing Palace Master said.

Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang both nodded their heads.

In this single space-time,

Duan Lang stared at Jian Wushuang with a trace of hostility in his eyes, "Jian Tianhou, even I admire your ability to leapfrog, but it's a pity that you need absolute strength to travel in the blood wave world. Strength, is it enough?"

"If it's enough, you'll know if you try it." Jian Wushuang just smiled indifferently, "Don't talk so much, just do it, if you are really capable, then defeat me directly, otherwise... the punishment of the White Star Palace Master, I'm afraid you, an undead saint, can't bear it."

Duan Lang's heart trembled as soon as he heard the word "punishment", but his eyes soon became firm.

"If you want to avoid the punishment of the White Star Palace Master, you just need to defeat him."

Duan Lang murmured, and when he turned his hand, a long spear of purple enchanting appeared in his hand. This long spear gave people an extremely cold and biting feeling, and its power was also very amazing. Although it did not reach the treasure level, it was definitely the most powerful. The best, the highest-level holy treasure, will never be lower than Jian Wushuang's Blood Peak Sword.

Jian Wushuang also took out the Blood Peak Sword.

"Jian Tianhou, be careful!"

Duan Lang's voice just fell, and with a swoosh, his figure was already swept out.

The distance between the two was originally far apart, but was instantly crossed by Duan Lang.

"Star Phantom Gun!!"

With a loud shout, the enchanting purple spear in Duan Lang's hand instantly pierced through the void and stabbed towards Jian Wushuang one after another. The spear's tip flashed with purple demonic light, like purple stars illuminating the void.

"This speed..."

Jian Wu's eyes shrank, and the Blood Peak Sword in his hand waved out one after another, and immediately greeted him.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! ~~

I saw the dense metal crashing sound one after another in this space and time. In just a short moment, Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang had already fought head-to-head no less than dozens of times, and the two of them no matter how fast they were. , or the speed at which swords and spears are fired, they are all astonishingly fast.

This is also normal. After all, both of them understand the rules of time and space, and the level of perception is very high, and the rules of time and space are best at speed.

Suddenly, Duan Lang raised his hands, and the spear in his hand turned into a smash. A violent and hot power condensed in his spear. The body of the spear was like the body of a dragon, and he threw it directly at Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang held his sword to resist. , As soon as he made contact with the spear body, Duan Lang slammed the spear away, and then sent it away again.

This collection and delivery, seemingly simple, is the ultimate in the flexible use of marksmanship.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, but his figure suddenly retreated.

"Amazing!!"

Jian Wushuang stood on the edge of the void, his eyes burning, staring at Duan Lang in front of him.

Although he and Duan Lang had just fought each other, neither of them had shown their true strength, but in such a short fight, the marksmanship that Duan Lang used had already shocked Jian Wushuang.

The subtlety of this wave of spear techniques is even better than his own swordsmanship, and his perception of the rules of time and space seems to be stronger than himself. Wushuang knew that he wanted to gain the upper hand, because the speed of his sword was slightly slower than the speed of Duan Lang's spear.

Although the slowness is only a trace, this trace is also the gap.

"Jian Tianhou, you only have this strength?" Duan Lang held a gun in one hand, staring at Jian Wushuang, his eyes indifferent.

"Haha, it's a bit interesting." Jian Wushuang's mouth curled into a light smile, followed by a large amount of golden divine power condensing behind him, and the 90,000-zhang-high punishment god was condensed in the blink of an eye. Those cold golden eyes, with The ability to capture the soul, overlooking Duan Lang.

Duan Lang narrowed his eyes, but his expression did not change at all.

"Come again!"

Jian Wushuang's figure burst out again.

"Humph!"

Duan Lang snorted coldly, his figure was like a ghost, and all of a sudden, the little purple stars caught cold in the void again.

clang! clang!

After fighting twice in a row, Duan Lang immediately sensed that Jian Wushuang was different from the one just now.

"The power and power should be stronger, and the speed should be slightly faster. It is indeed slightly stronger than just now, but that's not enough!" Duan Lang's voice was low, echoing throughout the world, and then his marksmanship It finally exploded.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I saw a burst of purple light bursting out one after another, like a line of purple electric snakes, the speed was at least nearly 30% faster than when he just fought against Jian Wushuang!

You know, when Jian Wushuang just fought against him, he felt that the speed of this wave's spear was slightly faster than the speed of his own sword.

On this basis, Duan Lang's shooting speed is 30% faster again?

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