Chapter 4277 The Death of Jian Wushuang (2)

(The first one is coming!)

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Bang! ! !

The silver sword rainbow reappeared in the world, like the water in the sky, and like the thunder of the dawn, with endless power, it slashed towards the prisoner dragon!

"Look, the blood sword is relying on this sword to kill the descendants of the dark demon!"

"Who in the world can stop such a sword?"

"The style of this sword is really like the sword god Lingshi."

Countless people were amazed.

There is also Jianxiu with bright eyes, his face full of fascination, and sighed: "My generation of Jianxiu should be like this."

However, only Jian Wushuang knew that his entire body of divine power was now exhausted, and his divine body was riddled with holes. If this sword slashed the stars, if he had 50% of his usual power, he would be thankful.

"Today, I'm afraid there will be difficulties." Jian Wushuang shook his head with a wry smile.

Bang! ! !

Zhan Xing and Mori Blue Ball collided fiercely!

A shocking explosion came, and then, I saw the silver sword rainbow began to collapse and shatter, and finally disappeared completely!

And the blue light ball, only after the light dimmed a little, hit Jian Wushuang again!

puff!

A muffled sound came, and before Jian Wushuang could react, the chest of Jian Wushuang's divine body was directly penetrated by the Mori blue ball, leaving a huge hole!

Jian Wushuang's face was instantly pale to the extreme, and he was on the verge of falling, almost falling from the air.

His divine body was hit hard like never before!

The audience instantly turned into a dead silence.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene and forgot to speak for a while.

In the last second, Jian Wushuang, who was carrying one enemy and four to kill the four invincibles and dominated the power, was defeated by this strange person who appeared out of nowhere in the next second!

Immediately, they reacted with a shock, and they all glared at the prisoner dragon.

"Despicable! Take advantage of the weakest blood sword!"

"It's a good idea to take advantage of people's illness to kill people, huh, huh."

"Shameless!"

A voice of moral indignation and ridicule came, and the prisoner shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then spread his hands, glanced at Jian Wushuang, and said contemptuously:

"Weak weak weak, blood sword, you are too weak."

After that, the prisoner laughed wildly, then shook his head and said to himself: "I really don't know what that guy Bing Ye thinks, such a piece of garbage is worthy of letting me take action?"

Jian Wushuang was expressionless when he heard the words, but his brows and eyes became colder.

He could feel that the divine power on his body was not even enough to repair the scars on the divine body.

"Don't talk? Tsk tsk tsk, it's really boring."

The prisoner dragon spread out his hands, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"So fast!"

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank, and he raised his arm with difficulty, trying to slash the Wu Weeping Divine Sword to resist.

However, the prisoner dragon had already threw out a kick, like a nine-section giant whip, and kicked it fiercely on Jian Wushuang's waist.

"Trash, you should have a trash attitude."

Bang!

This kick slammed on Jian Wushuang, directly throwing Jian Wushuang's whole body from the top of the nine clouds, and smashed into a mountain rock, smashing a huge human-shaped pit!

"What, it's just an ant that can be crushed to death." Prison Dragon pouted, then slowly descended and flew towards Jian Wushuang.

Deep in the rock.

Jian Wushuang lay on the ground, like a drowned man, gasping for breath.

pain! Severe pain!

Every bone, every inch of skin, every muscle and vein in his whole body seemed to be shattered, emitting an excruciating pain.

The action of the prisoner dragon not only destroyed all the divine power and divine body that he had managed to recover a little, but also put him in a precarious situation.

"I can still fight..."

Jian Wushuang clenched his teeth tightly, although his whole body felt severe pain as if it was about to fall apart, but the coldness and determination in his eyes did not diminish by half. Trembling to support the body to stand up.

And the low and sinister voice of the prisoner dragon resounded outside the mountain rock again.

"Oh, by the way, Xuejian, I also prepared a gift for you, you should like it very much."

call out!

A bluish-gray arm suddenly shot from outside the rock, then grabbed Jian Wushuang's neck, pulled it back fiercely, and immediately pulled Jian Wushuang out.

The prisoner dragon choked Jian Wushuang's neck with his five fingers, lifted Jian Wushuang, and said with a smile: "Xuejian, when I was passing through the tenth city, a little guy said that he was yours, and that if I dared to come find him. You're going to die ugly, guess who that person will be?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, his face changed suddenly.

The next moment, I saw Prison Dragon flipped his right hand, dragging a black sandalwood box from his palm.

The black sandalwood box slowly opened, and a head with an ashen face and wide-eyed eyes appeared in front of Jian Wushuang!

"Hao Jin?"

"Master Blood Sword?"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Master Hao Jin glanced up and down at Jian Wushuang, then turned his head, looked at the prisoner dragon, and roared angrily: "You monster, what did you do to Lord Xuejian?"

"What did you do? Are you questioning me?" Prison Long laughed softly, and continued: "You look good, how did you beg for mercy in front of this seat, Lord Xuejian, who is invincible in your heart."

Bang!

A violent divine power suddenly surged in Prison Dragon's hands, and then, Jian Wushuang's legs exploded.

He licked the corner of his bloodthirsty mouth, and said without a smile: "Xuejian, your game is over, I will crush your body from your feet, then to your head, inch by inch! Hahaha, Despair, beg for mercy, scream!"

Jian Wushuang just said nothing and looked at him with a cold expression. His divine body began to explode and then dissipated. Even so, Jian Wushuang's expression did not change at all!

"Master Blood Sword!"

When Lord Hao Jin saw this, he immediately roared with a heart-wrenching roar, his eyes were about to split,

"Blood Sword!"

The mountain-shaking commander in the distance changed his face wildly, and he wanted to sprint over in an instant.

However, before he could take two steps.

When I saw Commander Cold Wind flashing, he was already standing in front of Commander Shaanshan, reached out to stop him, and scolded with a cold face: "Shashanshan, recognize your own strength, you rush up now, not only to help Without the blood sword, you will only sacrifice your own life!"

Commander Shanshan clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clenched, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Cold wind, Xuejian is from the same camp as we are, do you just look at him like this and don't care? ?"

Han Feng's face softened a little when he heard the words, and sighed lightly: "The weak eat the strong, and the strength is respected. The world is like this, and I can't stop it."

When the commander of Shanshan heard the words, he gasped heavily, and finally let out a sullen roar.

PS: The second one will be slightly later!

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