"What he used was Feng Lei Dong. It was the most powerful movement secret book in the Holy Palace. It fell into his hands for some reason. And the most important thing was the blood river. The blood river gave him a lot of help.
Already."
While many powerful men were amazed, they also held their breath and continued watching.
In the blood river, the blood-colored river water was rolling and impacting crazily. Mo Yun and other seven people gathered together and faintly saw a lightning flashing across the blood river at an alarming speed. The faces of the seven people were a little ugly.
Even they didn't expect that Jian Wushuang would be so fast.
With such terrifying speed and the support of this powerful blood river, Wushuang Jian Wushuang is completely in control of the initiative.
"Don't panic. The main reason why this kid's strength has reached this level is because of the blood river and the method he used to skyrocket his cultivation level. However, these two methods are not easy to use.
, Like this blood river, although its power is endless, its cultivation of spiritual power is very terrifying, and he will definitely not be able to hold on for long." Mo Yun said in a low voice.
The other six people also nodded.
They also saw that the more powerful the method, the harder it would be to use it.
"We only need to hold on for a while, and he will naturally seem unable to bear it. Then we will kill him again," Mo Yun said.
But when he said this, his expression was a little unnatural.
Seven of their seven holy realms, seven strong men in the holy realm who controlled the realm, joined forces to deal with a Yangxu realm, but they had to wait until the opponent's spiritual power or body could no longer support before they could kill the opponent. This made them all feel ashamed.
Light, even shame.
But there was no way, Jian Wushuang's strength was indeed far beyond their imagination.
But this is no wonder for them, Jian Wushuang's progress is really a bit too incredible.
It should be noted that just over a month ago, Jian Wushuang became famous in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, he was only capable of fighting in the holy realm. Later, he was hunted down by Tan Feng and narrowly escaped death.
Now, just over a month has passed...
In just one month, how much can Jian Wushuang's strength improve?
From the perspective of the Holy Palace, over the past month, Tian Po Jian Wushuang could barely compete with the powerful Saint Realm masters who controlled the domain.
But this time, seven of them, the powerful ones from the Holy Realm who controlled the domain, came forward. Logically speaking, it was more than enough to kill one Jian Wushuang. Even before setting off, they felt that by sending out the seven Holy Realms, they had already promoted Jian Wushuang.
But what’s the result?
Jian Wushuang's progress is incredible.
In other words, they underestimated Jian Wushuang from beginning to end.
For ordinary warriors, it is true that they cannot make much progress in a month, but for reverse cultivation like Jian Wushuang, this is not necessarily the case. The most important thing is that in more than a month, he also got a
What a great opportunity.
"I have never used the secret technique of seizing souls before, and it was enough to easily kill Tan Feng who controlled the domain. My combat power is already comparable to the third level of the domain. But now that I have used the secret technique of seizing souls, even if I have reached the "extreme"
Even if we can barely hold a fight against the most powerful men of the same level, just these seven people want to kill me?"
A flash of lightning suddenly solidified in the blood river, revealing Jian Wushuang's figure, but at this moment, the corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth were slightly raised, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
There are only seven holy realms, and there is not even a strong man in the holy realm who has reached the "extreme" level, and they want to kill him?
What a joke!
When he saw Mo Yun and other seven people gathered together, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, "These seven people are not stupid. They know that I am fast, so they gathered together and did not give me a chance to defeat them one by one. And they
I’m waiting for the moment when my spiritual power is exhausted.”
"I can't delay it any longer, we must fight quickly!"
Jian Wushuang stared coldly at the seven powerful men in the holy realm in front of him, his eyes were like lightning, and the murderous intention in him that was already soaring to the sky suddenly surged again at this moment.
"I used to have too little spiritual power, which was not enough to support me in performing that move. But now, when I use the Art of Creation, with the support of the power of creation of all things in the world, I can barely perform that move!"
Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang slowly stretched out his palm. There was a terrifying spiritual power gathering crazily in his palm. When this gathering of spiritual power reached its extreme, a loud shout suddenly came out of his mouth.
"The Secret Technique of Shura, Naihe Bridge!"
Rumble~~~
The void trembled, and the entire line of blood rolled crazily.
"What's wrong?"
The seven Saint Realm powerhouses in the Holy Palace all looked solemn, but the next moment under their sight, a huge and majestic long blood-colored bridge appeared from the edge of the Blood River, and then extended at an alarming speed.
Come.
That blood bridge contained incredible power, but the moment it appeared, everyone's hearts were shocked.
"Quickly retreat!" Mo Yun shouted loudly.
The six people next to him didn't dare to hesitate at all, and they quickly retreated.
And the blood bridge passed through the place where they were, stretching to the end of the blood river, and running through the entire blood river.
"What?" Mo Yun and the others looked at the blood bridge that suddenly appeared on the blood river in shock.
The blood river and the blood bridge are all scarlet and extremely eye-catching.
The next moment, from the edge of the blood bridge, a cold figure slowly walked along the blood bridge.
He stepped on the blood bridge step by step, and with every step he took, his aura surged. When he stepped on the center of the blood bridge, his aura had reached its peak, and at the same time, he was also filled with a rich aura.
Blood light.
This layer of blood light is like a layer of blood-colored armor, releasing overwhelming power.
Jian Wushuang raised his head and stared at the scattered powerful men of the Holy Palace who had just been hit by the Blood Bridge. A roar suddenly came out of his mouth and shot straight into the sky.
"Seven of you... must die!"
The roar shook the sky!
For a moment, everything trembled, ghosts cried and gods howled!
He stood there like the lord of hell.
The seven powerful men in the Holy Realm of the Holy Palace couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in their hearts at this moment, but they still endured it. Mo Yun immediately shouted coldly, "It's just a mystery. Today, you will definitely die."
"Then try it!"
Jian Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse, and as soon as he finished speaking, lightning surged.
Wow!
Lightning light appeared directly next to the bald man closest to Jian Wushuang.
As soon as it emerged, a towering sword shadow suddenly swung out. The moment the sword shadow flew out, a towering giant shadow suddenly appeared behind Jian Wushuang. The giant shadow also held up a long sword and slashed.
And down.
The bald man was shocked. Without thinking at this moment, he quickly raised the bloody sickle in his hand and swung it out, trying to block the sword.
However, when the two really come into contact...
Click!
A subtle voice sounded, and cracks suddenly appeared on the bloody sickle in the bald man's hand.
This scene made the bald man's eyes shrink suddenly.
"How is that possible?" Mo Yun was also shocked.
And the countless strong men watching the battle around them stared wide-eyed.