Chapter 4281

Bang!!!

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

"Look, the Blood Sword killed the descendants of the dark demon with this sword!"

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

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

Countless people marveled.

And Jian Xiu's eyes were bright, his face was full of longing, and he sighed, "our generation of Jian Xiu should be like this."

However, only Jian Wushuang knows that now his divine power is exhausted, and his divine body is full of holes. If this sword cuts the star, it is lucky to have the usual 50% power.

"Today, I'm afraid it's difficult." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Bang!!!

Zaixing and Mori blue light ball collided fiercely!

A startling explosion came, and then I saw the silver sword rainbow begin to collapse and break, and finally completely eliminate invisibility!

And the dark blue light ball, just a little dimmed, hit jianwushuang again!

Poof!

A muffled sound came, and it didn't wait for Jian Wushuang to react. The chest of Jian Wushuang's divine body was directly penetrated by the dark blue light ball, leaving a huge hole!

Jian Wushuang's face was instantly pale to the extreme, but it was shaky and almost fell from the air.

His divine body has suffered an unprecedented blow!

The whole audience turned into a dead silence in an instant.

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

In the last second, he also carried an unparalleled sword that dominated the power with one enemy and four invincibles. In the next second, he was defeated by this strange man who came out of nowhere!

Immediately, they reacted with excitement and glared at the prisoner dragon.

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

"It's a good way to kill people while they are ill."

"Shameless!"

The sound of indignation and ridicule came. The prisoner dragon shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then spread his hand, glanced sideways at the sword unparalleled, and said contemptuously:

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

After that, prisoner long laughed wildly, and immediately shook his head and said to himself, "I don't know what that guy Bing Ye thinks. Such a garbage is also worthy of my hand?"

Jian Wushuang smelled the words and his face was expressionless, but his eyebrows and eyes became colder and colder.

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

"Stop talking? Tut Tut, it's really boring."

The prisoner dragon spread his hand, and then his body flashed, and he appeared in front of the sword.

"So fast!"

Jian Wushuang's pupil shrank, and he raised his arm hard, trying to cut Wu Qi's divine sword to resist.

However, the prisoner dragon had already thrown out his foot fiercely, and kicked fiercely on the sword's unparalleled waist like a nine Section Whip.

"Garbage, there should be a garbage attitude."

Bang!

This foot was thrown on jianwushuang, directly throwing the whole person of jianwushuang from the top of Jiuchong cloud, and smashing it into a mountain rock, smashing a huge human shaped pit!

"What, it's simply an ant that can be run over to death." The prisoner dragon curled his mouth, then slowly fell, and flew towards the sword peerless.

Deep in the rocks.

Sword unparalleled lying on the ground, like a drowned person, gasping for breath.

Pain! Severe pain!

Every bone, every inch of skin, and every muscle and vein in his body seemed to be breaking, sending out heart piercing pain.

The foot of the prisoner dragon not only destroyed all the divine power and divine body he had finally recovered, but also put him in a precarious situation.

"I can still fight"

The sword peerless clenched his teeth. Although his whole body seemed to break up and sent out sharp pain, the coldness and perseverance in his eyes did not reduce by half. His palm trembled and held the handle of Wu Qi's divine sword on the side, with the sword tip leaning on the ground and trembling to support his body to stand up.

And the low, evil voice of the prisoner dragon sounded outside the rock again.

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

Whew!

A blue gray arm suddenly shot out of the rock, then grabbed jianwushuang's neck, pulled it back hard, and immediately pulled jianwushuang out.

Prisoner long pinched Jian Wushuang's neck with his five fingers, lifted Jian Wushuang up and said with a smile, "Blood Sword, when I passed the tenth City, a little guy said he was your man, and said that if I dared to come to you, I would die ugly. Guess who that person would be?"

Jian Wushuang's face suddenly changed when he heard his words.

The next moment, he saw the prisoner's right hand turned over and pulled up a black sandalwood box on his palm.

The black sandalwood box slowly opened, and a head with an iron face and wide eyes appeared impressively in front of Jianwu!

"Hao Jin?"

"Lord Blood Sword?"

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

Master Hao Jin glanced up and down at the unparalleled sword, immediately turned his head, looked at the prisoner dragon, and shouted angrily, "what did you do to the Blood Sword adult, you monster?"

"What did you do? Are you questioning me?" The prisoner dragon smiled low and continued to say, "look, how did you beg for mercy in front of this seat, you invincible Blood Sword in your heart."

Bang!

A violent divine power suddenly surged up in the hands of the prisoner dragon, and then he saw the unparalleled legs of the sword explode.

He licked the corners of his bloodthirsty mouth and said with a smile: "Blood Sword, your game is over. I will crush your Divine body from your feet to your head inch by inch! Hahaha, despair, beg for mercy, roar!"

Jian Wushuang just kept silent and looked at him coldly. His divine body began to explode and dissipate. Even so, Jian Wushuang's expression did not change!

"Lord blood sword!"

Seeing this, Hao Jin immediately roared with tears in his heart and lungs, and his eyes were about to crack,

"Blood sword!"

In the distance, the commander of the mountain shook his face wildly, and in an instant he wanted to sprint over.

However, he hasn't taken two steps yet.

Seeing the cold wind commander's body flash, he had stood in front of the commander shaking the mountain, stretched out his hand to stop him, and shouted coldly, "shake the mountain, recognize your strength, you rush up now, not only can't help the blood sword, but also will only kill yourself!"

The commander of the shaking mountain clenched his fists, his teeth clenched, and a sentence came out of the gap between his teeth: "cold wind, the blood sword is somehow from the same camp. Is it right to look at him like this?"

Hearing the words, the cold wind eased his face a little and sighed softly, "the jungle is the best, strength is the most important. The world is like this, and we can't stop it."

The commander of the mountain shook his breath when he heard the speech. At last, he roared stiffly, and simply turned around. He couldn't bear to see the scene that jianwushuang was killed by the prisoner dragon again.

PS: second, it will be a little late!

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