Seeing that no one around him dared to stand up anymore, Gu Lan smiled even more. At this moment, he noticed Jian Wushuang appearing next to him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Jian Wushuang." Gu Lan looked directly at Jian Wushuang.
"Huh?" Jian Wushuang raised his head in surprise.
"I heard Grandma Ying say that you are a descendant of those who are addicted to war." Gu Lan paused and continued: "A long time ago, I heard about those addicts who dared to break into the endless wilderness and fight fiercely with those wild beasts.
Warriors, they have been struggling on the edge of life and death all year round. It is said that their strength is much stronger than that of the tribesmen at the same level. I admire them very much, but it is a pity that I have never seen them."
"Until now, I finally see you, a descendant of war-loving people."
"You were injured before, so I couldn't challenge you, but now looking at you, your strength should have almost recovered. What, do you have the guts to fight with me?"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He just saw a fierce fight taking place and came to join in the fun. Did he not expect that Gu Lan would challenge him directly?
However, Jian Wushuang also understands that the ancient gods are warlike by nature. Although they have no internal conflicts of interests, they often engage in fierce battles with other tribesmen. He is defined by Granny Ying as a descendant of war-loving people. The eighth
It is normal for these members of the ancient god clan in the tribe to come to challenge him.
"How about it? Do you dare?" Gu Lan said again.
"What are you afraid of? If you want to fight, then fight!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes became sharp, and he also wanted to know what the strength of these ancient god clan members were.
Hearing Jian Wushuang's battle, Gu Lan stood up, and the surrounding tribesmen immediately made way for Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang jumped up, walked forward, and stood in front of Gu Lan.
"Jian Wushuang, be careful."
Gu Lan reminded him, and the next moment he kicked hard.
Bang! The ground below immediately exploded, and Gu Lan turned into a phantom and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang. With a cold snort, he clenched his five fingers on his huge palm, and the explosive power burst out directly.
A punch that seemed to be able to explode a huge mountain had already been blasted out.
In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and terrifying power swept over it.
Jian Wushuang stood there and saw Gu Lan's fist coming. He did not dodge or evade, but also punched out. Because he did not know the specific strength of Gu Lan, Jian Wushuang did not try his best at the beginning, and only used seven punches.
The power of success.
But you must know that because he has practiced the Heaven Creation Art and his physical body is extremely powerful, his 70% strength can barely reach the attack power of the gods.
Soon, two huge fists came into contact head-on.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Jian Wushuang felt that his entire right hand was numb, and at the same time there was a pain, and his body could not help but be thrown away.
"This Gu Lan has not been baptized yet, so he cannot be regarded as an ancient god. If we classify him as a human warrior, he is only in the Lingxiao realm, but his power is so strong?" Jian Wushuang was filled with incredulity.
He knew that what the Ancient God Clan was best at was strength.
But he didn't expect that Gu Lan was so powerful before he turned into an ancient god. He was actually much stronger than a normal god.
Whoosh!
Gu Lan's figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang again, but this time Gu Lan blasted out with both hands at the same time.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several consecutive punches, each one containing terrifying power, were bombarded towards Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang exploded with 100% of his power and tried his best to resist, but his strength was still inferior to Gu Lan, and his body oppressed by him exploded continuously.
retreat.
"Haha, Jian Wushuang, you, the descendant of a war-loving warrior, are nothing more than this. I only used eight percent of my strength and you couldn't stop me." Gu Lan laughed.
Jian Wushuang's expression darkened. As he was retreating, his palm suddenly turned over, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
This sword is not the Young Emperor's Sword, it is just a very ordinary long sword.
"Oh, you used weapons? Huh, the result is the same whether you use weapons or not." Gu Lan sneered.
"That's not necessarily the case." Jian Wushuang had a confident smile on his face.
Gu Lan appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, and the fist was still smashed with incomparable brutality, but this time, Jian Wushuang did not go straight to the head-on confrontation, but waved the long sword in his hand. The moment he swung it, the void
An invisible vortex immediately appeared.
Gu Lan's fist struck the whirlpool, but the power of the vortex was continuously weakened one after another. In the end, the power of the punch was completely dissipated.
"This is?" Gu Lan looked surprised.
But before he had time to think too much, Jian Wushuang swung the long sword in his hand again. It was still a casual sword, but the sword light swept out, obviously slowly, but it gave Gu Lan a strange feeling.
It was extremely fast, as if he couldn't block the sword at all.
Gu Lan felt a little panic in her heart and quickly took action to defeat the sword light.
But when he punched out, whoosh! The punch was powerful, but it did not touch the sword light at all. The sword light still remained unabated, passing by one part of his shoulder, leaving a small sword
mark.
"Damn it!"
Gu Lan's expression changed, she turned around and struck out with her knees, but Jian Wushuang's body changed slightly and he had already avoided it, and then the long sword swept across, bringing with it a whirlpool.
Gu Lan's entire body was caught in this whirlpool, and she couldn't help but threw herself to the side, and fell to the ground, but she stood up again the next moment.
"Come again!"
Gu Lan roared angrily, and when he struck again, he had a pair of crimson gloves on the palms of his hands. With the Celestial Weapon level gloves, his attack power was even more powerful.
But Jian Wushuang was still calm and calm. He just stood there, not moving at all. He just waved the long sword in his hand at will, but he easily neutralized all Gu Lan's attacks.
It fell off and caused some scars on Gu Lan's body from time to time.
"The speed is too slow, too clumsy, and the attack method is too simple and one-dimensional. It only has brute force." Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.
This Gu Lan's strength is strong, but in other aspects it is too poor, especially in close combat. This Gu Lan probably has not experienced much life and death fighting. He has no skills at all. He is just like a baby wielding an epee. Epee
It was extremely powerful, but he didn't know how to use it at all, unable to fully unleash the power of the epee.
Jian Wushuang could easily neutralize Gu Lan's attack by just using his sword at will, and could even play tricks on him.