Chapter 4350

The unparalleled strength of the sword is tens of thousands of times more than that of the Holy Lord Lingyan. Now, with the blessing of the primitive universe, the gap between him and the Holy Lord Lingyan has reached an unimaginable level!

"Have you had enough?"

Sword peerless faintly spit out these five words.

"I..."

The Holy Lord Lingyan's face turned red, and he stammered and couldn't say a word.

"Now that you've played enough, can you say it well?"

Jian Wushuang's expression was calm, and he loosened his fingers holding the flaming golden gun.

In an instant, the Holy Lord Lingyan, who had no time to recover his strength for a moment, had no time to react. His body shook and almost fell from the air.

The holy master Lingyan, who clenched the flaming golden gun again, once again showed an angry smile on his face.

"Hum, you robbed me of my holy land, and now you're still willing to tell me that you want me to talk well?"

"If you want my Lord to talk well, take my move first!"

"Secret skill, seven secrets true fire!!!"

The Holy Lord Lingyan shouted loudly and gave a pinch of his hands.

In an instant, the flaming golden gun disappeared and turned into a golden flame.

As soon as this golden flame came out, it immediately seemed to burn the sky, turning the whole sky and earth into a sea of fire!

The sword under this sea of fire is unparalleled, like a boat in the sea of anger, as if it would be swallowed up by the sea of fire at any time.

"Go to hell!"

The Holy Lord Lingyan gave a grim smile and tore his hands again. In an instant, this golden flame turned into a lifelike golden fire dragon. Every scale was shining, and his feet trampled on the flame.

"Go!!!"

The Holy Lord Lingyan roared and pushed forward fiercely. In an instant, the golden fire dragon roared in the sky and earth, fluttering towards the sword unparalleled bite!

"Stubborn."

Jian Wushuang shook his head. He wanted to use Wu Qi's divine general to split the fire dragon, but it seemed to think of something. Instead of taking out Wu Qi's divine sword, his right hand turned over, and a bronze ancient tripod appeared in his hand.

The bronze ancient tripod was wrapped and suppressed by the sword unparalleled with divine power. It had been restored as before, just like an iron pimple in darkness, which was inconspicuous.

"Just try your power."

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes, grabbed the bronze ancient tripod and threw it forward, immediately hitting the roaring fire dragon.

However, in order to be afraid that this tripod will directly smash Lingyan Holy Lord into ashes, jianwushuang controls the power, only using less than 10% of the power of the bronze ancient tripod.

Bang ~ ~!!

I saw the bronze ancient tripod suddenly turned into a parabola and hit the mouth of the fire dragon formed by the seven ignorance true fire!

Hiss hiss!!

There was no obstacle at all. It was like a sledgehammer smashing tofu. This powerful fire dragon was directly smashed inch by inch, disintegrated, and turned into countless flames and scattered stars!

It's not over yet. After smashing the fire dragon, the bronze ancient tripod spun drily and smashed at the Holy Lord Lingyan again!

"What is this?"

Lingyan holy master's face was in a daze, and he saw a black iron pimple rushing out of countless sparks and constantly enlarging his pupils!

Bang ~!

At last, the ancient bronze tripod drew an extremely beautiful arc and hit him straight on the forehead.

"What hit me?"

This is the last thought that flashed in the mind of Lingyan Holy Lord.

Immediately, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

Whew.

The unconscious holy master Lingyan fell to the ground and raised countless dust.

"Lord!!"

"How dare you kill the Lord?!"

Immediately, countless Lingyan Holy Land disciples and Jiufeng elders who watched the war roared out one after another.

However, they were full of hesitation and foolishness, but no one dared to come forward, but they were really unparalleled in the face of the sword.

Jian Wushuang seemed to ignore them. Instead of caring about them, he looked at the bronze ancient tripod, his eyebrows were frivolous, and a light flashed in his eyes.

This is his first time to use this bronze ancient tripod against the enemy. He has done his best to control the power of the bronze ancient tripod, only using 10% of the power of the bronze ancient tripod itself.

I didn't expect that even so, the holy body of Lingyan was nearly collapsed, and the spirit was directly blocked under the heavy blow.

This is an invincible master!

If he used the innate Qi in the bronze ancient Ding again, would he be able to return his power?

"It seems that the strength of this bronze ancient tripod is far beyond my imagination."

Thinking of this, Jian Wuliang's eyes twinkled, and his thoughts were myriad for a moment.

A moment later, the sword unparalleled stretched out his right hand and grabbed it falsely. The majestic divine power poured out and grabbed the bronze ancient tripod back into the heaven and earth ring.

"Don't worry, your Lord is all right."

Jian Wushuang lowered his head and glanced at Lingyan holy land,

Seeing the unparalleled eyes of Jian, their hearts suddenly shivered.

They finally saw clearly just now that the dark thing that knocked the patriarch unconscious turned out to be a bronze ancient tripod!

A tripod smashes dizzy?

This is too fierce!!

......

A month passed.

In this month, Jian Wushuang did not leave Lingyan holy land, but quietly waited for Lingyan Holy Lord to wake up.

For jianwushuang, Lingyan holy land is just an ordinary force that can be destroyed by turning over his hands, but he acts all his life and never likes to owe others. He said before that he will pay resources to make up for Lingyan holy land, so he will naturally do what he said.

At the seventh peak of Lingyan, there is a cliff that overlooks the whole holy land of Lingyan.

Jian Wushuang sat cross legged on the edge of the cliff, silently feeling the road.

The master of the long cherished heart stood respectfully behind the unparalleled sword, like a servant.

Since jianwushuang defeated the Holy Lord Lingyan with a move of bronze ancient tripod a month ago, she was completely convinced of jianwushuang.

"Don't abandon your excellency, Lord God has awakened in the early morning of this morning."

The master of the old heart said respectfully.

Jian Wushuang turned his back to Suxin master, nodded at Wen Yan, got up and stood up.

"OK. Come on, let me go and see him."

"Yes!"

A moment later, Jian Wushuang saw Lingyan Holy Lord in the suzerain Hall of Lingyan holy land.

The awakened Holy Lord Lingyan, although his divine body was still full of cracks, was still weak, but his face had recovered a lot.

However, he was like a frosted eggplant, his expression was listless, and he sighed in a low voice, as if he had aged for decades.

He looked at the unparalleled sword walking step by step outside the hall, and the anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by a touch of helplessness.

"Your Excellency, you have taken the congenital Ding fire, and I'm not your opponent. What else do you want to do? My temple is small, and I can't stand the toss."

Lingyan said helplessly.

Jian Wushuang smiled and said, "Lord, don't worry, I'm just here to make amends to you."

"Compensation?"

Originally also a face of depression, like the Holy Lord Lingyan who beat eggplant with frost, suddenly came down in spirit, with a straight waist and bright eyes.