Chapter 1750

As soon as the unparalleled body of the sword stopped, it immediately "wow", and a big mouthful of blood gushed out.

Before, he forced the second seal of Kyushu seal to split the earth seal, which was too heavy on the body and damaged the divine body. Then he was attacked by the cold of the ancient dragon, burning all his internal organs and severely damaging the divine body.

Just now, he was hurled by a star Weng. Although this throw was to save him and get him out of the battlefield, the strength contained was too amazing, which exacerbated his injury again in the process.

Up to now, his state has been quite miserable.

The sword is matchless, trying to endure the sharp pain from his body and looking around.

But after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.

"Here... Is the Brahman devil overseas?" The sword is unparalleled, and the face is incredible.

It should be noted that although the sunken and disappeared triangular island he was in was not the inner sea of the Brahman devil sea, it was also relatively deep in the outer sea. It would take at least a year or two to come from the triangular island to the Brahman devil overseas at his unparalleled speed.

But now, just a throw!

The power of a throw directly threw him from that battlefield to the Brahman devil overseas!

What strength is this?

What are the means?

"One star Weng."

Sword matchless has deeply remembered the name.

He knew that the reason why he was able to escape from death this time was all due to the help of Yixing Weng.

Otherwise, he would have been swallowed by the ancient dragon.

"I don't know what the elder's identity is. It seems that he has something to do with the Seven Star Xuanzong, and the man who fought with him... May be the enemy of the Seven Star Xuanzong." Jian Wushuang murmured, "anyway, I remember this favor."

Yixing Weng saved him and even gave him a chance.

The palm he played has been deeply imprinted in jianwushuang's mind. It has immeasurable help to jianwushuang.

The sword matchless is pondering, but suddenly... In the void in the distance, three streamers gallop.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang frowned, and when he saw the three shadows clearly, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Two of the three know each other.

Qianlan Shenjun and Hanquan Zhenshen, the strong ones of the two Lingxiao pagodas, had a frontal collision with him in the eighth nest.

The unparalleled prestige of the sword is achieved by stepping on the shoulders of these two strong men.

Now, in this Brahman devil overseas, the two sides have met again.

"It's really a narrow road for friends." The sword is unparalleled, and its eyes are cold.

The three figures also stopped and saw the unparalleled sword floating quietly in the void. The body shapes of Qianlan Shenjun and Hanquan Zhenshen were shocked.

"The sword is unparalleled!" The thousand haze absolute being gentleman's hands fiercely clenched.

"It's him!" The true God of Hanquan showed his fear.

At the beginning of the war in the eighth nest, the sword was unparalleled, but it hit Qianlan God King hard, and then suppressed Hanquan real God, which made LingXiao palace pay a great price to exchange it back.

Qianlan Shenjun is unparalleled to the sword, which is full of anger, while Hanquan Zhenshen is extremely afraid.

It is also the true God. Hanquan's true God is also the strong one at the top of the true God list, but he still can't afford the courage to fight before the sword has no two sides.

"Is the streamer just shot from the Brahman devil sea what he transformed?" The thousand haze God gentleman murmured.

"Qianlan God, let's go quickly." Hanquan really said with a trace of panic.

Qianlan Shenjun nodded slightly. He had fought with jianwushuang and suffered a great loss. Without a certain reason, he naturally didn't intend to fight with jianwushuang again.

But just as they turned to leave.

"Wait." The eagle cloud God who had never spoken next to him stopped them.

"Qianlan Shenjun, Hanquan Zhenshen, don't you two find the unparalleled breath of this sword? It seems very weak?" Eagle cloud is really Shinto.

"Weak breath?" Qianlan Shenjun and Hanquan Zhenshen also looked at jianmatchless carefully.

At this look, both eyes were frozen.

Indeed, the sword is unparalleled at the moment. The breath is very weak, and it is extremely weak.

They even felt as if the unparalleled breath of the sword might be annihilated at any time.

"What's going on?" Qianlan God Jun frowned, "he just came out of the Brahman devil sea. Is it difficult that he encountered a crisis and was seriously injured in the Brahman devil sea?"

"Very likely." Yingyun Zhenshen nodded and said with a smile, "when he just came out of the Vatican magic sea, he didn't come out by himself, but a state of involuntariness. It's like being thrown out by life. No accident, he must have encountered something in the Vatican magic sea. If he was seriously injured, his strength will certainly decline greatly."

"Qianlan God, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us."

Hearing this, Qianlan Shenjun's face became cold.

There has been hatred between jianwushuang and LingXiao palace for a long time, and the hatred is very deep!

Jianwushuang made LingXiao Temple suffer such a big loss, and even became a joke of the holy alliance. Of course, Lingxiao temple is not willing to take over such hatred, but because jianwushuang has strong strength and has a star vein as the backing, it's not easy to kill him.

But now... This is the sixth nest. No one can come to rescue the star pulse. Jianwushuang himself was seriously injured.

This opportunity is indeed once in a lifetime.

"Such a good opportunity cannot be missed." Qianlan Shenjun shook his hands and flashed a light in his eyes, "cold spring and Eagle cloud, you two retreat to the distance first. Don't let the sword unparalleled find a chance to catch you two."

"Yes." Hanquan Zhenshen nodded with Yingyun Zhenshen.

With the lesson of the true God of Hanquan last time, since they want to start this time, the two true gods will naturally retreat far away.

When the two true gods retreated, Qianlan Shenjun slowly walked towards jianwushuang.

"The sword is unparalleled. You're all right." Qianlan God Jun has a funny smile on his mouth.

"It turned out to be Qianlan Shenjun of Lingxiao hall. It wasn't long before you and I met last time. I didn't expect to see you again so soon." The sword matchless smiled, but it looked like a light cloud and wind, "why, the last injury was cured so soon?"

"Hum!" Qianlan God Jun can't help humming.

Last time, he was injured by jianwushuang carelessly, which created the reputation of jianwushuang, which was a disgrace to him.

"I didn't check it last time. Since I saw it again today, I'm going to find the venue." Qianlan Shenjun's voice was magnificent. When his palm turned over, a long red stick appeared in his hand, and the strong breath spread from Qianlan Shenjun.

"Do you want to do it?" With a smile and a wave of his big hand, the two golden lights suddenly lit up.

(end of this chapter)