Chapter 338 Fish in the Water, Terrifying Speed!

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The river of blood was oppressing the sky, as if the whole world was squeezing in all directions. One≥Fiction＞ ≧ ≦﹤≤≦≤≤﹤

In an instant, the faces of the seven holy realm powerhouses from the Holy Palace, who had not been hindered in the slightest, changed.

It was almost like a destructive force. The realms of the seven great saints were crushed and crushed. Immediately, all seven of them felt as if there was a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms, directly pressing on them. They were all out of breath.

"how is this possible?"

"My domain was directly crushed?"

"No, my strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%!"

The seven sacred powerhouses of the Holy Palace were all shocked and angry.

They all felt the horror of this river of blood!

The power of this river of blood was beyond their imagination, and his seven-person domain was directly swept away without any room for struggle.

However, if they knew that Jian Wushuang could suppress Chimei's strength by 70% without using the Spirit Seizing Secret Technique before, they wouldn't feel so strange now.

"This kid is very weird, and his methods are endless. Don't entangle with him, just kill him directly." Mo Yun roared.

The powerhouses of the Holy Palace also all looked solemn, and they no longer looked down on Jian Wushuang in the slightest.

The powerhouses of the seven holy realms immediately took action to unleash their ultimate move.

"arc!"

A black-clothed woman's eyes were gloomy, and a dazzling black light burst out from a blood-colored soft sword in her hand.

"Hate Tianlu!"

A blue-robed middle-aged man let out a loud roar, and he struck out with both palms at the same time. At the moment of the strike, his figure suddenly became taller, and the palm of the shot was infinitely enlarged in the void, and finally enveloped half of it. a sky.

"Death Scythe!"

The bald-headed man with scarlet eyes, his body bursting with spiritual energy, holding a terrifying blood-colored sickle,

The blood-colored sickle swept through the void, and three blood shadows appeared in succession in an instant, and a terrifying aura of death permeated.

"Snake Shadow!"

"Dragon look up!"

"Blood thorn!"

The powerhouses of the seven holy realms did not hold back at all, and at this moment directly unleashed their ultimate move, and at the same time rushed towards Jian Wushuang.

This scene made the people around watching the battle hold their breaths.

The seven terrifying offensives, even though their strength was suppressed by more than 70% in the blood river, they were still strong and suffocating.

Jian Wushuang stood at the very center of the blood river, holding the Three Killing Sword in his right hand. The Three Killing Sword was trembling frantically. The astonishing suffocation spread, making the air freeze, and seeing the seven offensives coming, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed. The power that had gathered to the extreme suddenly exploded.

"No-self sword art, the eighth style!"

Jian Wushuang let out a low roar, the origin of the world exploded, and the Three Killing Swords slashed out.

The Eighth Form of the Selfless Sword Art, called "Boundless!"

The world is boundless!

The sword is boundless!

The power is boundless!

And using the secret technique of seizing the soul, and in this river of blood, Jian Wushuang's combat power has already reached its peak, and this sword is slashed...

There was a piercing sonic boom in the rumbling void, and the space seemed to be completely broken open.

The terrifying sword shadow swept away, and in an instant, it directly met the seven major offensives from the bombardment.

Bang!

There was a sudden explosion between heaven and earth, like a thunder.

In the center of the blood river, the crackling sound as if the space was squeezed and burst frantically sounded, and the vast and surging power turned into a terrifying and earth-shattering storm. This storm had the power of destroying the world and swept everything.

The many powerhouses watching the battle around the school grounds were originally quite far away from the battlefield, but they were still affected by this storm. Suddenly, a famous powerhouse couldn't help but close his eyes. The top powerhouse can barely keep his eyes open.

And when the storm dissipated, everyone looked at the battlefield, but found that the mighty power of the blood river was still spreading to the sky, and the seven sacred powerhouses of the Holy Palace were still located in the blood river, but Jian Wushuang was still there. But disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Has it been bombarded to ashes?"

"do you died?"

Many powerhouses watching the battle couldn't help thinking.

The seven people in the Holy Palace also frowned tightly.

"Be careful!" Mo Yun suddenly roared, looking at the woman in black next to him.

"what?"

The black-clothed woman was shocked and turned her head to look, only to find that there was a thunder light at some point in time, and just as the thunder light appeared, a cold sword shadow that seemed to be able to pierce everything in the world had already stabbed at her throat.

The figure of the woman in black swept to the side, she could dodge the sword, and when the sword stabbed in the void, causing a piercing detonation sound in the space, the woman in black couldn't bear it. He took a breath of cold air.

She knew very well that if her reaction was a little slower just now, this icy sword shadow could definitely pierce her throat and kill it.

But after the sword was fruitless, the thunder light flashed out again, and in a flash it appeared beside the other bald man.

"This degree!" The bald man was shocked.

"Too fast!" Several other people in the Holy Palace were also horrified.

As for the powerhouses watching the battle around the school grounds, all of them were gasping for air.

Too fast, indeed too fast, faster than they imagined.

They couldn't see Jian Wushuang's figure at all, and could only barely see a layer of thunder light, yes, it was thunder light.

That thunder light appeared easily vertically and horizontally in the blood river. The blood river, which had a huge restraint and oppression force for the seven people in the Holy Palace, had a huge promotion effect on Jian Wushuang. He was like a fish in the water!

Originally, his speed was amazing, and when he used the wind and thunder, he turned into thunder light, which was really fast like thunder, and with the assistance of Huang Quanlu, it all exploded...

fear!

It can only be described as horror.

"My God!"

The seven people in the Holy Palace also looked in horror at the heavy thunder light that was constantly shuttled in the blood river. Even if they were not affected by the blood river, facing the shocking speed of Jian Wushuang, I am afraid they can only be amazed.

What's more, they are all in the river of blood now, their strength has been suppressed by as much as 70%, and their speed has naturally dropped sharply. It is impossible to keep up with Jian Wushuang's speed.

And Jian Wushuang can easily rely on the blood river to defeat the seven of them one by one!

"Quick, gather together quickly, don't spread out." Mo Yunlian roared.

The other six people in the Holy Palace also nodded, and suddenly the seven holy realm powerhouses gathered together, and the seven people stared vigilantly around.

This scene caused an uproar among the crowd watching the battle!

"With one enemy and seven, you have an advantage?"

Many of the powerhouses watching the battle were horrified.

They all saw that in the short fight, even though the seven holy realm powerhouses in the Holy Palace had all made their full shots, Jian Wushuang not only was not killed directly, but instead had the upper hand.

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