Chapter 505

As soon as the ape left, there were only jianwushuang and the round faced girl Wuyu left in the camp.

Jian Wushuang was lying on the bed, struggling to get down and walk, but he found that when he moved a little, his body was as painful as a huge blow.

In desperation, he could only rely on a post supporting the camp in the rear, but his eyes looked at the dark rain.

"Your name is Jian Wushuang, so I'll call you brother Wushuang." Wu Yu blinked and stared at Jian Wushuang, "brother Wushuang, dad said, you are seriously injured and can't move."

Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly and said, "I'll call you Xiaoyu. Did you find me in the back mountain and bring me back?"

"Yes." Wu Yu nodded heavily.

"Are you alone?" Jian Wushuang wondered.

"Of course." Wu Yu nodded again.

Hearing this, the sword has no double-sided color, but it is a little strange.

In front of him, this little girl who looks only eight or nine years old carried him back from the back mountain alone?

It should be noted that he weighs at least 140 Jin. How much strength does it take to carry him back from the back mountain?

And this dark rain, there was no spiritual fluctuation all over the body. It was obviously not a warrior. It was an ordinary eight or nine year old female doll who carried him back from the back mountain by strength alone. Is it possible?

He did not know that the dark rain was not to carry him back, but directly raised above his head, which required more power.

"Brother unparalleled, don't underestimate me. My strength is great. Although I'm only eight years old, in our tribe, those brothers and sisters who are two years older than me may not be as strong as me." Wu Yu said proudly.

"Really?" Jian Wushuang moved in his heart, immediately stretched out his palm and said, "Xiao Yu, come on, you give me a palm."

"Brother Wushuang, you are injured now, and I am strong. Are you sure you want to try?" Wu Yu's big eyes kept blinking.

"Just do it." Jian Wushuang laughed.

Wu Yu didn't hesitate anymore. Even when she saw her right hand, she didn't have much energy, and directly punched the unparalleled palm of the sword.

Wu Yu's small fist swept through the void, and unexpectedly produced a strong wind, which bombarded the hands of Jian Wushuang, making the body shape of Jian Wushuang shocked.

"Brother Wushuang, how's it going?" Wu Yu Lian Dao.

"This..." Jian Wushuang was completely stunned.

Wu Yu felt the power of this punch very clearly. The power of this punch was at least more than 3000 Jin!

The power of three thousand jin is nothing to the unparalleled sword. Even if he is seriously injured now, it doesn't have much impact on him.

But you know, it was only an eight year old girl who hit this punch?

An eight year old girl, who didn't even have the slightest spiritual power, erupted into a huge force of 3000 Jin just by brute force.

"Monster!"

Sword unparalleled heart set off a huge wave.

In China, jianwushuang also knows that some people are born with divine power, such as xueluo, who once met with him in the inner realm, and are born with infinite power.

But those people who are born with divine power in China, no matter how evil they are, can never burst out with 3000 Jin of giant power at the age of eight, right?

And the most important thing is that Wu Yu is not the only one with such great power.

"Xiaoyu, you just said that in your tribe, those brothers who are two years older than you may not be as powerful as you. In other words, their strength is not much worse than you?" Jian Wushuang asked again.

"Well, it is." Wu Yu nodded, "in our tribe, no one can compare with me now, but those brothers and sisters, who are several years older than me, are normal to be stronger than me."

"The best of the younger generation in our tribe is brother Qinghu. He is 15 years old this year. When he was only eight years old like me, he could burst out 12000 kilograms of power."

"I'm still far behind him."

"At the age of eight, a force of 12000 Jin broke out?" Jian Wushuang is really ashamed now.

"Light rain, light rain." A childish voice suddenly sounded. A little boy equivalent to Wu Yu Ran in and said excitedly, "brother Qinghu has practiced his marksmanship. If you don't hurry out and have a look, I can go first."

With that, the little boy immediately ran out again.

"Brother Qinghu practiced his marksmanship?" Wu Yu immediately became excited and said, "brother Wushuang, I'll go out first. If you have something to do, just shout. I'll be outside and I can hear you."

With that, the dark rain didn't pay attention to Jian Wushuang anymore, but hurried out of the camp.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"Brother Qinghu? That monster who can burst out at the age of eight?"

Jian Wushuang also raised a trace of curiosity at the bottom of his heart. Immediately, he resisted the sharp pain from his body, struggled to get out of bed, and then walked very hard to the door of the camp.

Out of the camp, leaning in front of the door, Jian Wushuang looked ahead.

I saw dozens of boys and girls gathered in the open space in front, one by one excited to watch the boy in front of the center who was practicing.

The boy, who looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, although he is not old, is extremely strong, more than one meter nine tall, wrapped in simple animal skin, and his naked and exposed skin glows faintly in the sunlight, looking very wild.

At the moment, the beastly boy was holding a spear and practicing there. His marksmanship was quite clumsy. At least in the eyes of unparalleled sword, it was still very immature, but its power was extraordinary.

"Yang deficiency peak!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise also rose at the bottom of his heart.

The peak of Yang deficiency at the age of 15 is absolutely incredible in China.

It should be noted that even Lin Lan, the gifted disciple with no double harvest of sword, reached the peak of Yang deficiency at the age of 18.

But now, as soon as Jian Wushuang came to this world, he saw a 15-year-old peak of Yang deficiency. Not only that, but also the most important thing is the strange power of this beast skin boy.

"What a strong body, what a strong power!"

Sword peerless can clearly see that although the animal skin boy's shooting skills are immature, every time he shoots, his powerful force squeezes the air, making a series of harsh sonic booms sound around him.

Obviously, it is just a peak of Yang deficiency, but such physical body and strength, in the view of unparalleled sword, even compared with those lords in China, it is estimated that it is not much worse.

"Not only he, but also the little guys around him, all of whom are very good in flesh!" Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank secretly.

"What kind of world is this?"

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