Chapter 4550 Invincible Hell King

Um? "

Holding a huge axe, the dog-headed monster who was about to strike down, felt the icy sword intent that locked on him and rushed towards him, he couldn't help but froze, and slowly turned his head to look.

Immediately, the dog-headed monster let out a light snort, and its pupils shrank uncontrollably.

At the same time, Long Qing, the Nine Tribulation Kings, and many other people who were fighting stopped their movements, and raised their heads to look at the bright sword light pressing across the sky and splitting yin and yang!

"This is?!!"

"Jian Wushuang!!!"

"Jian Wushuang is back!"

Immediately, countless people in Shenli Universe were shocked and all exclaimed.

In Jian Wushuang's five thousand years of fighting, he has already conquered countless people by virtue of his own strength, and gained a great reputation.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the sword light came crashing down, slashing fiercely at the monster with the head of a dog.

"Weak garbage!!"

Seeing this, the dog-headed monster smiled back without fear, and the long ax in its hand swept away, colliding with the Tailuo Divine Sword in Jian Wushou's hands!

Ding!

An extremely sharp explosive sound exploded, and then, a huge shock wave spread out in a fan shape from the place where the two fought. The terrifying power mixed with it directly shattered countless voids and raised smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Go back!"

Countless monks and empty monks who were fighting around changed their expressions and quickly retreated.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the huge dog-headed monster who called himself the 'King of Hell', as if hit by a heavy hammer, drew a throwing arc and shot out from the smoke and dust, his legs There were two long traces across the void.

Gradually.

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing the figure of a young man in black.

This young man was dressed in black and had black hair. His face was cold and indifferent. There was no emotion in his pair of pale gold pupils.

In his hand, five fingers with distinct joints hold the Tailuo Divine Sword. The powerful sword pressure forms a substance, spreads out from him as the center, and oppresses all directions.

"Sure enough, it's Jian Wushuang!"

"Jian Wushuang is even stronger!"

"Medium Supreme! Jian Wushuang has broken through the Medium Supreme again! Such a fast cultivation speed!"

Suddenly, the pupils of countless people shrank.

They can feel that Jian Wushuang is stronger than before, not only because of his cultivation, but also because of the feeling revealed by the whole person.

The current Jian Wushuang is like the peerless divine sword that can tear apart the nine heavens. His eyes are full of coercion, making people dare not look directly at them.

Jian Wushuang looked indifferently, looked around, and immediately saw countless familiar faces.

The Nine Tribulation Kings, Overlord, Mo Luo Yangu, Long Qing...

There are too many people who have had grievances and grievances with him before, and now they are all wounded and miserable to the extreme.

"I am back."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang's eyes showed rolling fighting intent.

This battlefield is where he should stay!

Immediately afterwards, Jian Wushuang turned his head slightly,

He looked towards the hell king.

I saw that although the Hell King was slashed by Jian Wushuang with a sword, the aura in his body did not attenuate in the slightest. The deep bone-deep sword mark cut on his chest was covered with granulation again at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few breaths, it returned to its original state.

"Weak trash, do you know that you are provoking a great existence."

The hell king grinned grinningly, and a more terrifying aura came from him.

Feeling this breath, the faces of everyone around changed, as if the hell king with the dog head and human body had turned into an abyss of death.

"Noisy."

Jian Wushuang glanced at him expressionlessly, and then his whole body turned into golden light at dawn, and once again killed the hell king!

The vast sword intent gushed out from Jian Wushuang's hands. In an instant, Jian Wushuang disappeared, and Tailuo Divine Sword also disappeared.

In the world, there is only the Daybreak Sword Light that breaks through all the darkness and brings dawn to the world!

Domineering, fierce, and sharp, no words can describe this terrifying sword.

This sword is extremely beautiful.

"Life is a part of reincarnation, and your part is over."

"Death Strike!!!"

The hell king roared, and all the endless blue light condensed on the blade of his long axe, and slashed fiercely towards Jian Wushuang!

This blow is much stronger than before, it can be said that it has already stood at the peak level of the half-step invincible supreme!

boom!

When the two collided, the sky and the earth shook suddenly, as if countless big worlds collapsed.

A larger shock wave spread instantly, enough to annihilate a hundred stars in an instant.

The two people from the universe who were fighting around them retreated violently again. A three-mark Void Venerable was strangled to powder by the aftermath of the fight between Jian Wushuang and the King of Hell just because he was one step slower.

Jian Wushuang held the right hand of the sword, and the tiger's mouth shook wildly. The power of this ax was enough to blow up the sun. Even if he was a chaotic overlord, he felt a little bit of difficulty afterwards.

And this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that the hell king's ax seems to have the power of devouring, and at the moment of fighting, it wants to devour Jian Wushuang's vitality.

Fortunately, Jian Wushuang is a super-perfect chaotic life, and he suppressed this devouring power with just a little use of divine power.

"Oh? You actually blocked it? It seems that you are stronger than those ants."

The hell king narrowed his eyes, with a slight surprise on his face.

But in the next moment, a low, grinning smile appeared on his lips.

"However, in front of me, you are just a slightly stronger ant, which cannot change your weak nature!"

"Death Strike!!"

Countless blue lights gathered again on the blade of the long axe in the hands of the hell king, and slashed fiercely towards Jian Wushuang!

"you are too slow."

Jian Wushuang sneered, and directly activated the dragon blood secret technique. The speed suddenly increased by ten times. In just a flash, he appeared behind the king of hell. The Tai Luo Shenjian in his hand burst out and leaned towards the head of the hell king. Chop away!

"Open the sky!"

"Annoying garbage, only sneak attacks?"

The hell king frowned, speed was indeed his shortcoming.

However, he also has a way to deal with it.

Clang!

He first raised the long ax in his hand to block the sword, and then stepped forward to distance himself from Jian Wushuang.

Finally, he raised his right hand, aimed at Jian Wushuang, and said:

"Illusion, withering rhythm!"

As soon as the words fell, countless blue lights burst out of the void, densely packed towards his palm, forming a blue vortex.

The next moment, these blue lights rushed out of his palm in an instant and pierced into Jian Wushuang's body.

In an instant, Jian Wushuang's speed slowed down, and the breath in his whole body also began to fall and decline, like a flower bone in the autumn wind, gradually withering.

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