Chapter 1111

"The strong man of Qinghuo palace!"

When the sword unparalleled three people came violently, the two Jin Guoqiang who pursued and killed Jinqu Tianzun were also immediately aware of it.

"Hum, Yi Tianzun and Menglong Tianzun are just two medium-sized tianzuns. There is another person, who is actually a mole ant in the eternal realm. Don't worry about them, continue to kill. This Jinqu Tianzun just got a full three divine spirit pills!" One of the purple haired burly men shouted low.

These Jin Guoqiang people also knew some of the heavenly deities in Qinghuo palace, so they recognized Yi Tianzun and Menglong Tianzun at a glance.

In addition, the Jin Guoqiang's eyes were also scarlet, staring at Jinqu Tianzun, and their speed did not stop at all.

This made the sword unparalleled three people surprised.

"Seeing our arrival, he didn't retreat and was still chasing after us? He really wanted to die!" Yi Tianzun's eyes are cold.

"It's just a high God and a medium God. How dare you be so arrogant?" Menglong Tianzun's eyes are also filled with anger.

"Give me the high God, and the rest of the middle God will be given to you two." Jian Wushuang said.

"OK." Yi Tianzun nodded.

"No problem." Menglong Tianzun also said.

Both of them have seen the unparalleled strength of the sword. Just because of the existence of the unparalleled sword, they said that the two Jin Guoqiang were looking for death.

In an instant, Jian Wushuang and the two Jin Guoqiang met.

Jian Wushuang held the blood peak sword. The blood peak sword erupted into a towering momentum and rushed to the front. When he was about to touch, the blood peak sword in his hand instantly cut out.

"Avalanche!" Jian Wushuang shouted fiercely.

A mighty sword light, which was just reaching the sun, broke through the void in front of it. While the sword light swept out, a golden thunder also poured into the sword light, making the sword light more dazzling and oppressive.

"Where's the ignorant fool? Get out of here!"

Among the two Jin Guoqiang men, the purple haired burly man of the high heaven shouted angrily, but it was a lightning slap.

This palm contains a thunder, and between the rolling thunder, it also erupts into a towering momentum.

Although the purple haired burly man didn't care about the unparalleled sword on the surface, he didn't underestimate it in the bottom of his heart. He also used the secret arts directly when he shot.

Both of them contained the power of thunder and made positive contact.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the world seemed to explode completely, and the force of thunder dissipated, tearing the surrounding void to pieces.

"Huh?" The purple haired burly man's face changed. At this moment, he actually felt a stabbing pain on his palm. His body staggered and couldn't help retreating a few steps. When he raised his head again, he found that jianwushuang had already released the sword again.

WOW! WOW! WOW! WOW!

There are four swords in succession. Each sword is powerful and heavy, with a great sense of oppression.

And when these four sword lights sweep out, there will be a golden thunder pouring in from the sword unparalleled body, which integrates into the sword light, making these four sword lights powerful.

The third level of the Taiyin God thunder... Sword peerless has reached the extreme of its attack power.

The purple haired burly man's face was dignified. At this moment, he used both hands together, and the power of thunder surged up on his palm with a red fist.

"Thunder palm!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was also four palms in succession. The purple haired and burly man gave full play to his strength as a high God.

But then, after the front impact with the four sword lights, his body was still blasted away by the oppressed, and his two arms were numb.

"I'm a high God, but in terms of attack power, I can't compare with this boy?" The purple haired man looked at Jian Wushuang in horror, but the next moment he immediately turned around and ran out directly.

While fleeing, he also told the other Jin Guoqiang to leave quickly.

Seeing the purple haired burly man fleeing, Jian Wushuang did not intend to pursue him, but looked at another battlefield.

While he was fighting with the tall man with purple hair, Yi Tianzun and Menglong Tianzun were against the other Jin Guoqiang.

That Jin Guoqiang is only a medium-sized Tianzun, and his strength is at most similar to that of Yi Tianzun and Menglong Tianzun. If he is one-on-one, he is not afraid, but he is one to two. Although the Jinqu Tianzun is seriously injured, he still has some combat power left, and he is also eyeing covetously, which makes him extremely embarrassed.

He originally wanted the big man with purple hair to quickly solve his opponent to help him, but he didn't expect that the latter couldn't beat the sword and directly escaped?

"Bad!"

The Jin Guoqiang's face changed dramatically. In addition to being shocked, he even wanted to withdraw.

But Yi Tianzun and Menglong Tianzun pestered him, and at this time, jianwushuang also killed him directly.

"With my current strength, it's still too reluctantly to leave a high God completely, but it's more than enough to leave a medium God." The sword's unparalleled killing machine exploded and flashed. At the moment when he was close to the middle-sized God in the kingdom of gold, his swordsmanship had been wielded.

The beautiful, mournful sword lit up, and through the faint sound of the sword, a terrible consciousness attack with evil spirit directly rushed towards the middle-sized God of the golden kingdom.

The middle-sized God of the kingdom of Jin was suddenly attacked, and his consciousness instantly became confused, allowing the beautiful sword light to cut off his head.

The two Jin Guoqiang who originally pursued and killed Jinqu Tianzun crazily ended up with one death and one escape.

In the void, Jian Wushuang gathered together.

"Yi Tianzun, Menglong Tianzun." After Jinqu Tianzun said hello, his shocked eyes looked at jianwushuang, "this should be jianwushuang's little friend who just joined Qinghuo palace?"

"It's me." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

"I'm Jinqu. Today, thanks to the help of three people." Jinqu Tianzun thanked.

"It's just a small matter. Besides, Menglong Tianzun and I didn't do much to help. If you really want to thank him, you'd better thank jianwushuang. If it weren't for him, Menglong Tianzun and I alone can't beat back the Jin Guoqiang who has reached the level of high Tianzun, let alone kill a medium-sized Tianzun." Yi Tianzun laughed.

"Yes, thanks to the sword, peerless little friend." Jinqu Tianzun thanked repeatedly, but his face was quite strange.

He also heard about Jian Wushuang, and knew the origin of Jian Wushuang. He also knew that Jian Wushuang had just joined Qinghuo palace. Although it was still an eternal realm, its combat power was barely comparable to that of a medium-sized God.

This is the information he knows.

But now when we really meet, the gap is too big, isn't it?

"Doesn't it mean that this sword is unparalleled, which can only be barely comparable to a medium-sized God? But why is it that now even the high God of the kingdom of gold has been defeated by him?" Jinqu Tianzun was puzzled at the bottom of his heart.