From the beginning to the present of this gambling battle, Jian Wushuang has fought against three Longfeng Pavilion disciples, including the strongest Wu Xin, and won in large numbers.
Now he actually wants to fight again?
"Jian Yi, I admit that you are extremely talented and a genius, but don't go too far." Wuxin stared at Jian Wushuang with cold eyes.
"Haha, let's hear how to fight first." Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile: "You just fought with me. Although you were defeated by me, what you and I competed with was just rules and Tao perceptions, but yours
The true strength has not been used at all, so for this gambling battle, let’s change the rules. In this battle, both you and I can go all out, without any scruples, and can fully utilize our own magical power and many means, how about it?"
"You want me to attack with all my strength?" Wu Xin's eyes narrowed.
After all, he is a god, and he relies on his identity. Although he was defeated by Jian Wu just now, his divine power has always been at the peak level of a god, and he has not used many methods, purely relying on the rules.
But now, if we can fight with all our strength without restraint...
"How much holy elixir do you want to bet on in this battle?" Wu Xin asked.
"The battle just now cost 500 Holy Pills, this time we need at least 1,000 Holy Pills." Jian Wushuang stretched out a finger and said in a deep voice.
A thousand holy pills... In fact, he wanted to bet more, but he was worried that too much would scare Wu Xin and make him afraid to fight.
But now that he heard the bet of a thousand holy pills, Wu Xin's face darkened slightly and he said directly: "I can't come up with a thousand holy pills."
The fact he said was that he had just lost five hundred holy elixirs, which was his entire fortune.
It is simply impossible to take out another thousand coins.
But at this time...
"Wuxin, promise him." A gentle voice suddenly sounded.
I saw the old man in black robe and Palace Master Sizhen walking over side by side.
"Elder Teng."
Wu Xin, Ancient Witch, Leng Xing and the others immediately saluted respectfully.
"Palace Master Sizhen." Many powerful disciples in the Holy Palace also saluted Palace Master Sizhen.
"It's just a thousand holy elixirs. I, the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, don't take it seriously. Just go out and do it with all your strength." The old man in black robe said.
"Yes." Wuxin nodded, and immediately looked towards Jian Wushuang, "A thousand holy pills are no problem, let's fight."
"Just come over here." Jian Wushuang raised his fingers towards Wu Xin.
A trace of anger also rose in Wu's heart, and his divine power at the level of a god that day finally swept away unscrupulously. The Yantian Divine Stick, whose light had dimmed after several collisions with Jian Wushuang's Samsara Sword Formation, was once again
It became dazzling, and the light and power were obviously much stronger than before.
At the same time, Wuxin's divine body also began to change at this moment.
Originally, it was only the size of a normal human being, but at this moment, the Wuxin's divine body suddenly swelled to nearly five meters in height in the blink of an eye, and the skin and hair all over his body completely turned purple, and even his pupils turned into a pair.
Weird purple eyes.
Endless purple divine power surrounded him, like a tall purple demon.
"This is the purple-blooded demon, one of the six secret arts of Longfeng Pavilion. Look at this aura, he has already practiced this purple-blooded demon to the third volume. It's amazing!" Palace Master Sizhen stared at the purple demon that Wuxin had transformed into.
, but there was a hint of wonder in his eyes.
He has personally witnessed some of the top secret techniques of Dragon Phoenix Pavilion.
Like this purple blood demon mysterious technique, ordinary junior gods can only refine the second volume, but Wu Xin has been able to refine the third volume, which fully illustrates his talent.
"He was originally a junior god of heaven, with a strong foundation and extremely powerful divine power. Now he has transformed into a purple-blooded demon, and his overall strength has skyrocketed again. Coupled with his extremely high understanding of the rules of time and space and the divine stick of Yantian, his combat power
Even compared with ordinary high-level gods, there is probably not much difference!" Palace Master Sizhen said in a low voice.
Indeed, the divine power emanating from Wu Xin at this moment has obviously gone beyond the scope of ordinary elementary earth gods.
Moreover, Wu Xin had also fought head-on with the High God of Heaven. Although he lost in that battle, he had fought head-on with the High God of Heaven for a long time. He had the skills to fight head-on with the High God of Heaven.
qualifications!
Because he had such a strong strength to rely on, he was not at all frightened by Jian Wushuang's bet of one thousand holy pills.
"Jianyi, you are too self-righteous!"
Wu Xin's pair of purple eyes were extremely cold, staring at Jian Wushuang, and his voice was loud.
"Maybe." Jian Wushuang just smiled faintly, his expression still very calm.
"snort!"
Wuxin snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense, and rushed forward fiercely.
Buzz!!
The phantom body that came forward erupted again.
I saw five-meter-high purple demon phantoms filling every corner of the battlefield. In the center of the battlefield, the Yantian Divine Staff once again turned into a purple-gold stream of light, dragging a long tail, and fiercely pointed towards the sword again.
Wushuang charged forward.
Using the same method, Wu Xin only used the divine power at the peak level of a god before.
But now, the divine power he uses is countless times more powerful than before, and the power of the purple-gold streamer piercing through is also countless times more powerful than before.
"It's too strong, this power is really too strong!"
"Such a terrifying power, even if compared with the high-level god of heaven, it is probably not much different. How can I resist this sword?"
"You're going to lose, you're going to lose with this sword."
"I don't even know where this Jianyi got the courage to fight Wu Xin Gamble with all his strength? And one bet is worth a thousand Holy Pills."
There were many powerful men and disciples from the Holy Palace around who were secretly amazed.
They all felt an irresistible power from the purple-gold flow of light that was unintentionally displayed.
This power is really too strong.
However, Jian Wushuang smiled faintly when he looked at the dense purple demon phantom in front of him and the purple-gold stream of light that shot out.
Following his big hand wave...
"Time and space, strangulation!!"
Buzz! The heaven and earth seemed to shake.
A huge strangulation force burst out instantly, completely covering the entire battlefield in front of it.
This strangulation force is extremely powerful, strangulating everything crazily. On this battlefield, there are thousands of phantoms of the Purple Blood Demon God. Among the fans who were also strangled in an instant, not a single phantom is left, only the unintentional self.
, stood there in some shock.
Then Jian Wushuang drew his sword again.
He didn't use the Samsara Sword Formation, he just waved his Blood Peak Sword, and he didn't use any strong swordsmanship, just an ordinary sword strike.
But this sword contains part of the divine power that Jian Wushuang burst out, and it also contains two full blades of time and space!