Chapter 339 Outbreak, Naihe Bridge!

"His speed is too fast!"

"A Yang Void Realm, the speed is almost like that?"

"What he used was wind and thunder, which is the strongest movement technique in the Holy Palace, and I don't know why it fell into his hands, and the most important thing is that blood river, that blood river gave him a lot of help. A novel ≥≥ ＜≦≤＜＜≤≦﹤≦≦≦≦≦”

While many powerhouses were amazed, they all held their breaths and continued to watch.

Within the blood river, the blood-colored river was tumbling and rushing wildly. Mo Yun and the other seven gathered together, and faintly saw a thunder light swept through the blood river at an astonishing speed, and the faces of the seven people were a little ugly.

Even they did not expect that Jian Wushuang's speed would be so fast.

With such a terrifying speed, and with the help of this powerful blood river, this Battle Sword Wushuang completely controls the initiative.

"Don't panic, the reason why this kid's strength has reached this level is mainly because of the blood river and the means he uses that can make his cultivation soar, but these two means are not easy to use. , Like this river of blood, although the power is endless, the cultivation of spiritual power is very terrifying, and he will definitely not be able to last for long." Mo Yun said in a low voice.

The other six also nodded.

They also saw that the more powerful the means, the more difficult it would be to perform.

"We only need to support it for a while, he will naturally be unable to carry it, and then we will kill him again." Mo Yun said.

But when he said this, his expression was a little unnatural.

Their seven holy realms, seven holy realm powerhouses who control the realm join forces to deal with a Yang virtual realm, and they have to wait until the opponent's spiritual power or body can no longer support the opponent before they can kill each other, which makes them all feel that their faces are helpless. Light, even shame.

But there is no way, Jian Wushuang's strength is indeed far beyond their imagination.

But this is no wonder they, it is really the progress of Jian Wushuang, which is too unbelievable.

It should be noted that just over a month ago, Jian Wushuang moved the Tang Dynasty. At that time, he was only capable of fighting in the holy realm. Later, he was chased and killed by Tan Feng.

Now, just over a month has passed...

How much can Jian Wushuang's strength increase in just one month?

In the view of the Holy Palace,

For a month or so, Potianjian Wushuang was barely able to compete with the holy realm powerhouses who controlled the realm.

And this time, the seven powerful saints who controlled the domain came forward, and it was more than enough to kill a Jian Wushuang according to reason. Even before they came out, they still felt that their seven saints were dispatched, and they were already raising Jian Wushuang.

But the result?

Jian Wushuang's progress is incredible.

In other words, they underestimated Jian Wushuang from beginning to end.

For ordinary warriors, it is true that they cannot make much progress in a month, but for Jian Wushuang and other inverse repairs, it is not necessarily. The most important thing is that in that month, he also got a game. Great opportunity.

"I have never used the secret technique of seizing the soul before, and it was enough to easily kill Tan Feng who controlled the realm. The combat power is already comparable to the third level of the realm, but now that I use the secret technique of seizing the soul, it will be "extreme" with the real one. Even the most powerful people of this level can barely fight against each other, but with these seven people, you want to kill me?"

A layer of thunder light suddenly solidified in the river of blood, revealing Jian Wushuang's figure, but at this moment Jian Wushuang's mouth was slightly raised, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

There are only seven holy realms, and there is not even a holy realm powerhouse that has reached the "extreme" level, so you want to kill him?

What a joke!

When he saw Mo Yun and the other seven people gathered together, Jian Wu's eyes shrank slightly, "These seven people are not stupid, they know that I am fast, so they gather together and don't give me a chance to defeat them one by one. Waiting for the moment when my spiritual power is exhausted."

"I can't drag it any longer, I must fight!"

Jian Wushuang stared coldly at the seven great saints in front of him, his eyes were like electricity, and his killing intent that was already soaring to the sky suddenly surged again at this moment.

"I used to have too little spiritual power to support me to perform that move, but now, with the support of the power of the universe, I can barely perform that move!"

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang slowly stretched out his palm. There was a terrifying spiritual power gathering in the palm of his hand. When this spiritual power gathered to the extreme, a loud shout suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Asura Secret Technique, Naihe Bridge!"

rumbling

The void trembled, but the entire blood color was tumbling frantically.

"What's wrong?"

The seven sacred powerhouses of the Holy Palace all looked solemn, but in the next moment, under their line of sight, a huge and majestic blood-colored long bridge appeared from the edge of the blood river, and then extended at an astonishing speed. Come.

The blood bridge contained incredible power, but the moment it appeared, everyone's hearts were shocked.

"Go back!" Mo Yun shouted loudly.

The six people next to them did not dare to hesitate at all, and they retreated again and again.

And the blood bridge rushed past where they were, and stretched to the end of the blood river, running through the entire blood river.

"What?" Mo Yun looked at the blood bridge that suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood river in shock.

The blood river and the blood bridge are all scarlet and eye-catching.

The next moment, from the edge of the blood bridge, a cold figure slowly walked along the blood bridge.

He stepped on the blood bridge step by step, and every time he took a step, his breath skyrocketed by one point. When he stepped on the center of the blood bridge, the breath on his body had already reached its peak, and at the same time, he was also filled with a strong aura. blood light.

This heavy blood light is like a blood-colored battle armor, releasing monstrous might.

Jian Wushuang raised his head and stared at the strong men of the Holy Palace who had just been hit by the blood bridge.

"The seven of you... all have to die!"

The roar is loud!

In an instant, everything trembled, and the ghosts cried and screamed!

He stood there like the ruler of hell.

At this moment, the seven sacred realm powerhouses of the Holy Palace could not help but raise a trace of fear in their hearts, but they still endured it, and Mo Yun immediately snorted, "It's just a mystery, today, you will die without a doubt."

"Then try it!"

Jian Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse, and as soon as the voice fell, lightning surged.

Whoa!

Lei Guang appeared directly beside the bald man who was closest to Jian Wushuang.

As soon as it appeared, a towering sword shadow suddenly slashed out. At the moment when the sword shadow swept out, a towering giant phantom suddenly appeared behind Jian Wushuang, and the giant phantom also held a long sword and slashed. And down.

The bald man was taken aback, and without thinking at this moment, he hurriedly raised the blood-colored sickle in his hand and slashed out, trying to resist the sword.

However, when the two really come into contact with each other...

Click!

A subtle voice sounded, and cracks appeared suddenly on the blood-colored sickle in the bald man's hand.

This scene made the bald man's pupils shrink suddenly.

"How is that possible?" Mo Yun was also stunned.

And the countless powerhouses watching the battle around them stared with wide-eyed eyes.

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