Chapter 722 Challenge

"Why, don't you have the guts to do each of them?"

Seeing that no one around dared to stand up again, Gu Lan smiled even more, and at this moment, he noticed Jian Wushuang who appeared next to him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Jian Wushuang." Gu Lan looked directly at Jian Wushuang.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang raised his head in surprise.

"I heard Granny Shadow say that you are the descendant of the warthirsty." Gu Lan paused and continued: "A long time ago, I heard about those who dared to break into the endless wasteland and fight those wild beasts. Warriors, they are on the edge of life and death all the year round, it is said that their strength is much stronger than that of the same level of clansmen, I admire them very much, but unfortunately I have never seen them."

"Until now, I finally see you, the descendant of the warthief."

"Before you were injured, it was not easy for me to challenge you, but looking at you now, your strength should be almost recovered. What, do you have the courage to fight with me?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He just saw the fierce battle and came to join in the fun. He didn't expect this Gu Lan to challenge him directly?

However, Jian Wushuang also understands that the ancient gods are inherently belligerent by nature. Although they have no internal interests, they often fight fiercely among the clansmen. They are defined by Granny Shadow as a descendant of war-lovers, the eighth It is normal for these ancient gods of the tribe to come and challenge him.

"How about it, dare you?" Gu Lan said again.

"What's not to dare? If you want to fight, then fight!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes became sharp, and he also wanted to know the strength of these ancient gods.

Hearing Jian Wushuang's engagement, Gu Lan took the seat, and the surrounding clansmen immediately made way for Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang jumped, stepped forward, and stood in front of Gu Lan.

"Jian Wushuang, be careful."

Gu Lan reminded, the next moment his figure was a sudden kick.

Snapped! The ground below immediately burst open, and this Gu Lan turned into a phantom and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang. With a cold snort, he squeezed five fingers on his huge palm, and the explosive power burst out directly.

Like a punch that could blast a huge mountain,

Already bombarded.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and terrifying power swept over.

Jian Wushuang stood there and saw Gu Lan's fist coming, without dodging or dodging, it was also a punch. Because he didn't know the specific strength of Gu Lan, Jian Wushuang didn't do his best at first, and only used seven the strength of success.

But you must know that because he has cultivated the relationship between the Great Heaven's Good Fortune Art, and his physical body is extremely tyrannical, his 70% of his strength has barely reached the attack power of the gods.

Soon, the two huge fists made head-to-head contact.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Jian Wushuang only felt that his entire right hand was numb, and at the same time there was a pain, and his body couldn't help but fly out.

"This Gu Lan, he hasn't been baptized yet, so he can't be regarded as an ancient god. If we divide it according to our human warriors, he is only in the sky, but his strength is so strong?" Jian Wushuang's heart was full of inconceivable.

He knew that the people of the ancient god clan were best at power.

But he didn't expect that this Gu Lan has not turned into an ancient god yet, and his power is so tyrannical, it is much stronger than normal gods.

Whoosh!

Gu Lan's figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang again, but this time Gu Lan was bombarded with both hands at the same time.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several punches in succession, each punch containing terrifying strength, bombarded Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang burst out with all his strength, and tried his best to resist, but his strength was still inferior to Gu Lan, and his oppressed figure burst out again and again. retreat.

"Haha, Jian Wushuang, you are the descendant of the warthirsty, that's all, I only used eight points of strength, you can't stop it." Gu Lan laughed.

Jian Wushuang's complexion sank. On the way back, his palm suddenly turned over, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is not a Shaodi sword, but a very ordinary long sword.

"Oh, using weapons? Hmph, whether or not weapons are used, the result is the same." Gu Lan sneered.

"Not necessarily." Jian Wushuang had a confident smile on his face.

Gu Lan appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, and the fist was still smashed in an incomparably arrogant manner, but this time, Jian Wushuang did not go straight to the head in a foolish way, but waved the long sword in his hand. Immediately, an invisible vortex appeared.

Gu Lan's fist bombarded the vortex, but the power of the vortex was continuously weakened by the first layer followed by the first layer. In the end, the power of this punch was completely dissipated.

"This is?" Gu Lan looked surprised.

But before he could think about it, Jian Wushuang waved the long sword in his hand again. It was still a casual sword, but the sword light swept out, obviously slow, but it gave Gu Lan the feeling that it was strange. It was extremely fast, as if he could not stop the sword at all.

There was a trace of panic in Gu Lan's heart, and he quickly shot to defeat this sword light.

But when he punched out, whoosh! The fist was strong, but it didn't touch the sword light in the slightest. The sword light was still unabated, passing over a part of his shoulder, leaving a small sword mark.

"Damn!"

Gu Lan's complexion changed, and he turned his knees and slammed out, but Jian Wushuang's figure was slightly illusory, and he had avoided it, and then the long sword swept across, with a vortex.

Gu Lan's entire body was caught in this vortex, and he couldn't help but threw himself to the side, and fell to the ground, but the next moment he stood up immediately.

"Come again!"

Gu Lan shouted angrily, and when he shot again, he still had a pair of scarlet-red gloves on his palms. With the Heavenly Weapon-level gloves, his attack power was a bit more powerful.

But Jian Wushuang was still in a calm state, standing there, not moving at all, just standing there, just waving the long sword in his hand at will, but it was very easy to resolve all Gu Lan's offensive. It fell off, and then brought some scars to Gu Lan from time to time.

"The speed is too slow, too clumsy, and the attack method is too simple, too simple, just empty brute force." Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.

This Gu Lan's strength is strong, but other aspects are too poor, especially in close combat. This Gu Lan probably has not experienced life and death battles. There is no skill at all, just like a baby wielding a heavy sword, heavy sword The power is great, but he can't use it at all, and he can't fully exert the power of the epee.

Jian Wushuang can easily defuse Gu Lan's attack by simply using his sword at will, and even play him.