Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 823 Evenly matched!

The long dragon winds and sweeps, entwining the huge halberd shadow. The two of them stand in a stalemate for a long time, and then burst apart, and the remaining prestige rolls around.

The two flew back immediately, and then rushed over again. This time it was not a long-distance confrontation, but a close combat where weapons intersected.

"Exert the power of your blood, let me see how long you can last, even if I can't kill you, you will kill yourself!" A cold look flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, and the long sword in his hand kept stabbing at Qian Wuchuan's vitals .

Qian Wuchuan didn't speak, and approached Jian Wushuang again.

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed straight at it. A huge sword shadow appeared on the top of Qian Wuchuan's head, and it was about to be chopped off, but Qian Wuchuan roared, shaking the entire void. , Zhan Tianhalberd slashed out from bottom to top, and transformed into a huge halberd shadow, which instantly crushed the opponent's sword shadow.

But after this blow, Qian Wuchuan's face turned pale, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

With his current state, the power of the bloodline cannot be used easily, nor can it last for too long.

In his current situation, it was obvious that his consumption was too great.

Crying in his heart, Qian Wuchuan suddenly slashed out with a halberd, and retreated violently.

At this time, he could no longer fight Jian Wushuang for a long time.

However, Jian Wushuang had obviously seen through his situation at this time, how could he let him leave so easily, the long sword in his hand stabbed Qian Wuchuan's vitals continuously, and the murderous aura on his body also gathered and swept away.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying killing intent swept out, locking Jian Wushuang, slowing down his movements, and frowning tightly.

As soon as this breath appeared, Jian Wushuang suddenly became serious.

He didn't know that other than himself, there were actually people entering Jiandao!

Seeing the person coming, Jian Wushuang suddenly understood.

"It seems that his chance is not worse than mine." Jian Wushuang calmed down, frowning, gave up attacking Qian Wuchuan, and focused on the person who came.

"Come and help me!" Qian Wuchuan was overjoyed when he saw the figure rushing towards him.

"It's natural!" Liu Zixun came with his sword, and the phantom of hell appeared behind him.

After hearing Liu Zixun's words, Jian Wushuang immediately frowned.

You know, it is very difficult to find a chance to kill a strong man like Qian Wuchuan. If he can't get rid of it today, it is still unknown who will win the deer in the future.

But once Liu Zixun intervened, he couldn't win against the other party, so he looked for an opportunity to kill Qian Wuchuan, because Liu Zixun's strength was no worse than him.

"Liu Zixun, this is between me and him, I hope you don't interfere!" Jian Wushuang looked at Liu Zixun quietly.

Liu Zixun grinned: "He is my friend, I must help him!"

When Jian Wushuang heard the words, his face suddenly became extremely cold. He glared at Liu Zixun and snorted angrily, "Looking for death!"

"Kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Liu Zixun swung the sharp sword in his hand until Jian Wushuang.

"very good!"

Jian Wushuang looked at the long sword in the opponent's hand, narrowing his eyes slightly. From his eyes, he could see that the sword was extraordinary, and he felt a little pressure in his heart. Jie pulled out a slightly damaged ancient sword and pointed it at Liu Zixun.

"Huh? This is a sacred weapon? No, it's probably a semi-divine weapon! Judging by the aura, this guy should have obtained it from the Sword Island!" Liu Zixun's expression changed suddenly when he saw the damaged sword.

The aura of the two was released almost at the same time, forcing all the martial arts within a hundred feet to retreat. The battle had already begun, and the confrontation between the two began with aura.

The aura of the two made all the martial artists who were watching couldn't help admiring. Those martial artists who were still fighting fiercely stopped at this moment and locked their eyes on the two of them.

Tang Chen was still in the midst of a fierce battle, the three of them entangled him, wishing to kill him immediately, so he couldn't stop.

A sword shadow appeared behind Jian Wushuang, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, almost covering a range of hundreds of feet, and on this sharp blade, there was a phantom of killing faintly, which was extremely strange.

At this time, Jian Wushuang's strength is not enough. If it reaches a certain level, he can activate the vision to kill the enemy, and that kind of power is comparable to Dao Ze.

Seeing the vision released by Jian Wushuang, Liu Zixun narrowed his eyes slightly, his body suddenly transformed into a fierce sword intent and lifted into the sky, countless small sword shadows, and finally turned into a cloud of emptiness, wisps of aura of grandeur swept over the sky , shrouded the battlefield of the two, fighting against the opponent's sword energy.

Jian Wushuang's eyes froze, and then a cold light flashed. The giant sword vision behind him let out bursts of sword sounds, and then soared into the sky, drawing an arc in the void, and attacked Liu Zixun.

As for Liu Zixun, he was also happy and unafraid, his aura was shaken, and the nebula behind him instantly burst into dazzling light, rushing towards Jian Wushuang, colliding with the phantom of the giant sword, shaking the void for a while.

Confrontation of Visions!
The giant sword fights Xingyun, the two confront each other, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

After a few breaths, looking at the stalemate, the expressions of both of them were slightly condensed.

Jian Wushuang took the lead in changing his aura, and the phantom of the huge sword gradually dissipated, transforming into countless small swords, and gradually formed a huge stegosaurus. The awe-inspiring sword energy directly covered Xingyun, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, as if to swallow Xingyun.

"Humph! Delusions!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Zixun snorted coldly, and his aura changed again. The cloud of nebula instantly turned into a hell, forming a series of sword shadows, forming a long chain of karma, as if trying to kill the sword dragon. locked.

Jian Wushuang's eyes opened slightly, and the Stegosaurus disintegrated instantly, turning into countless small swords, and finally formed a huge sword stele with thousands of small swords dancing around it, as if constructing a law pattern.

"Interesting!" Liu Zixun was stunned, and then smiled. The chain of karma slowly turned into endless karma, which instantly wrapped the sword tablet and burned violently.

At the same time, the vision of Na Senluo Hell also enveloped the vision of the sword monument, and the two formed a spectacular scene of the sword monument being burned by hell karma.

Jian Wushuang sneered, the aura of death spread out from his body, his aura instantly rose to the peak, and he displayed [-]% of his skills.

The sword stele burst out with a monstrous sword intent in an instant, forming a storm of sword currents, sweeping across the karmic fire hell.

Liu Zixun's expression changed slightly, and he immediately released his peak aura. Karmic Fire Hell instantly transformed into a nebula, surrounded by thousands of swords, forming a confrontation with Jianliu Storm.

After a few breaths, the two visions suddenly exploded, turning into a terrifying energy storm, sweeping away towards the surroundings.

The expressions of the crowd onlookers changed slightly, while the eyes of the two fighting were also slightly fixed. This time the battle was still evenly matched.

But the two didn't stop there, they took the opportunity to fly hundreds of feet into the air, holding swords, and rushed towards each other.

The two figures are like flowing light, and the sword energy released by them has extremely terrifying power.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds.

They are equal in strength, and no one can do anything to the other!

(End of this chapter)