Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4167: coming out
(The first is here!)
"Is this guy serious?" Jian Wushuang's heart was strange.
For a thousand years, he looked at this terrible soul, just like a diligent and hard-working ox, controlling his body, trying everything possible, every minute and every second. Improve your strength.
Jian Wushuang's consciousness is becoming more and more determined. It is right that he chose to dodge temporarily. Without this guy, if he wants his strength to be improved so quickly, what year of the monkey will he have to go?
Taro's remnant soul is simply a gift from heaven to him, and has helped him to improve his strength!
Of course, the premise of all this is that he is a perfect creature like a feather in the universe, and it is also because this too Luo Jianling does not fully understand the perfect life.
In this soul sea, as a perfect creature, he can start a counterattack against Tai Luo Jianling's remnant directly, or even kill it, with only one thought, and once he kills this remnant, he will Everything Soul Soul understands with sword Wushuang will be taken over by Jian Wushuang without hindrance, and there will be no discomfort.
Because this is what his own body understands.
Soul overseas.
"Well, now, regardless of all aspects, almost reached the peak of this body. The next breakthrough is only a matter of course." 'Jian Wushuang' held his chin for a while, and then whispered to himself. "Hey, it's almost time to go out, but these things can't be dropped before going out."
Thinking of this, ‘Sword Warriors’ went straight to the fourth floor, and put that Tara sword code into the ring.
Next, he walked to the third and second floors again, and collected countless magic drugs and magical treasures into the Qiankun Ring.
On the first floor, this Taro Remnant only received five cosmic source stones, almost 50 million pieces. This made the sword unparalleled consciousness in the sea of souls a pity.
At the same time, he is ready. As soon as the Taro Remnant leaves the void in the void, he will immediately kill the Taro Remnant and regain control of the body.
After three days.
Taro's residual soul took control of Jian Wushuang's body and came to the two statues of the demon on the fifth floor outside the hall.
"Hundreds of Chaos Ages have finally been silenced, and finally found a suitable body, and left this ghost place!" ‘Sword Musou’ laughed, pressing his palm against the head of the statue on the left.
Boom!
In an instant, a huge vortex like a black hole appeared in the void.
"Swords of Wushuang" stepped hard, and shot at this huge vortex in an endless giggle
Taro's ruins.
On the bank of a river, two forces are confronting each other.
It's better to say that it's a confrontation.
On one side is a hunting squad formed by six ultimate masters, which are dedicated to hunting the final masters who are single or weak in the Taro ruins, similar to those of Chiba God and Zitong.
On the other side, there are two ultimate masters who have placed orders. They are full of gods, and there is a potential for collapse. If there are no ultimate masters who are surrounded by the six, there seems to be no fear. These two ultimate dominators strangled.
"The master of the stars and the master of the heavens, hand over the cold iron **** stone, we can guarantee that you two will leave!" A hunting squad, a big man with a double hammer and a small braid on his back, said.
The two people who were hunted heard the news, and they suddenly laughed aloud as if they had heard some funny jokes.
"Ha ha ha ha, Agalo, if you are kidding a child, you can still lie to the ghost!" The star dominion among the two dismissed him, and he knew in his heart that if the hunting team didn't want him to die Destroyed the cold iron **** stone before, and shot and killed the two men long ago. Where would there be so much nonsense with them?
Whenever they really did, they surrendered the cold iron **** stone obediently, fearing that they would soon face a storm-like attack.
"Hum, I don't know any good!"
Immediately, the little braided man's face sank, and the killer flashed, "In this case, the master of the stars and the master of the heavens, you can't blame our cruelty!"
"Kill !!!"
Alas, this team is dominated by the six ultimate hunting and killing squads, transformed into six gods, and attacked towards the two!
Booming!
At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the void seemed to be torn from a mouth. This mouth was first a small black spot. Then, the black spot gradually expanded, and gradually, it turned into a dark cloud of lightning. Huge swirl!
"Well, this seat is finally out!" A wild laughter sounded abruptly.
The hunting squad that turned into the six gods to the star master and the heaven host kills immediately. The action stops for a moment, and he looks up at the vortex with a shocked look.
The Star Master and Heaven Master Jie couldn't help but look up at the sky.
Oh!
I saw a black streamer, radiating from the black vortex instantly, standing in front of them in the endless mad laughter.
"Who is this?" The hunting team and the two masters of Xingdou and Tiansu were shocked.
They have never heard of anyone who can tear through the space in the Tara ruins, let alone come out of the void crack.
The black streamer gradually dissipated, and the exposed figure was a young man in black with a grim expression.
"Who is he? The power of his body fluctuates, as if only the fourth level is dominated?"
Eight people are puzzled.
The original shocking mood, as they found this young man, seems to have only a fourth level to dominate the repair, a little slower.
"Hey ~ it's hundreds of times of chaos, this seat finally breathed the fresh air!" The young man in black stretched his lazy waist first, and then licked the corner of his mouth greedily.
This person is the sword Wushuang who is controlled by the Tai Luo Excalibur.
"Boy, who are you?" A cold humming suddenly sounded.
"Jian Wushuang" looked sideways, and saw a big man holding two sledgehammers and a braid on his back, looking at him with a mischievous face.
Seeing this, ‘Jian Wushuang’ ’face suddenly became cold, and he said,“ Are ants, are you talking to this seat? ”
The little braided man heard the words, and suddenly he was very angry. The other masters also looked strange to the extreme.
"A rude fourth-level master, dare to call me ants?" The little braid's eyes flickered with crickets.
Although he didn't know where the young man in black came from, the cultivation was real, and a fourth-level master of the area was not regarded by him at all.
"Oh? Seeing you like this, you want to do something with this seat? Do you know, whose territory is this?" "Swords of Sword" beating fiercely in the eyes, smiled vaguely.