Chapter 4281

(first change!)

————————

Bang!!!

The silver sword rainbow reappears in the world, like the water in the sky, and like the dawn thunder, with endless power, cutting towards the prisoner dragon!

"Look, the Blood Sword killed the descendants of the dark devil with this sword!"

"Who in the world can stop such a sword?"

"The style of this sword is really like the sword God Lingshi."

Countless people marveled.

Also, Jian Xiu's eyes were burning, and his face was full of longing. He sighed: "our generation of Jian Xiu should be like this."

However, only the sword unparalleled knows that now his divine power is exhausted, the lamp is dry, and the divine body is full of holes. If this sword cuts the star, it is lucky to have the usual 50% power.

"Today, I'm afraid it's difficult." Sword matchless smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Bang!!!

The chopping star collided with the Mori blue light ball!

A startling explosion came, and then I saw the silver sword rainbow begin to collapse and break, and finally completely eliminate the invisible!

The dark blue light ball, only a little dimmed, hit the sword again!

Poof!

A muffled sound came. It didn't wait for the sword matchless to react. The chest of the sword matchless divine body was directly penetrated by the dark blue light ball, leaving a huge hole!

Jian Wushuang's face turned pale to the extreme, but it was shaky and almost fell from the air.

His divine body has suffered an unprecedented blow!

The whole audience turned into a dead silence.

Everyone stared at the scene and forgot to speak.

In the last second, he also carried an unparalleled sword that dominated the power with one enemy and four invincibles. In the next second, he was defeated by this strange man who came out of nowhere!

Immediately, they responded with a thrill and glared at the prisoner dragon.

"Despicable! Take advantage of the weakest time of the blood sword! "

"Taking advantage of people's illness to kill people, ha ha, it's a good means."

"Shameless!"

When the voices of indignation and ridicule came, the prisoner dragon shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then spread his hands, glanced at the sword peerless, and said contemptuously:

"Weak, weak, blood sword, you are too weak."

After that, prisoner long burst into a wild laugh, immediately shook his head and said to himself, "I don't know what bingye thinks. Such a garbage is worthy of my hand?"

The sword is matchless. When he hears the speech, his face is expressionless, but his eyebrows and eyes become colder and colder.

He could feel that his divine power was not even enough to repair the wounds on the divine body.

"Stop talking? Tut tut Tut, it's really boring. "

The prisoner dragon spread his hand, and then his body flashed and appeared in front of the sword.

"So fast!"

Sword peerless pupil a shrink, hard to raise his arm, want to chop Wu Qi divine sword to resist.

However, the prisoner dragon had thrown out with one foot and kicked fiercely on the unparalleled waist of the sword like a nine Section Whip.

"Garbage, there should be a garbage attitude."

Boom!

This kick threw jianwushuang on him, directly threw the whole person of jianwushuang from the top of Jiuchong cloud, and smashed him into a mountain rock, smashing a huge human pit!

"What? It's just an ant that can be run over to death." The prisoner dragon tilted his mouth, then fell slowly and flew towards the sword.

Deep in the rocks.

The sword lay on the ground like a drowning man, breathing heavily.

Pain! Severe pain!

Every bone, every inch of skin and every muscle and vein in his body seemed to be breaking, sending out heart piercing pain.

The foot of the prisoner dragon not only destroyed all the divine power and divine body he had finally recovered, but also put him in a precarious situation.

"I can still fight..."

The sword peerless clenched his teeth. Although his whole body was in sharp pain like falling apart, the cold and perseverance in his eyes did not reduce by half. His palm trembled and held the handle of Wu Qi's divine sword. The sword tip leaned on the ground and stood up trembling.

The low, evil voice of the prisoner dragon sounded again outside the mountains and rocks.

"Oh, by the way, blood sword, I also prepared a gift for you. I think you should like it very much."

Whew!

A blue gray arm suddenly shot from the rock, then grabbed jianwushuang's neck, pulled it back, and immediately pulled jianwushuang out.

The prisoner dragon pinched the sword matchless neck with his five fingers, lifted the sword matchless and said with a smile: "Blood Sword, when I passed the tenth City, a little guy said he was your man, and said that if I dared to come to you, I would die ugly. Guess who that man would be?"

The sword is matchless. His face suddenly changes.

The next moment, he saw the prisoner dragon turn his right hand and drag a black sandalwood box on his palm.

The black sandalwood box opened slowly, and a head with an iron face and wide eyes appeared impressively in front of the sword!

"Hao Jin?"

"Lord Blood Sword?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Master Haojin glanced up and down at the unparalleled sword. He immediately turned his head, looked at the prisoner dragon, and shouted angrily, "what did you do to the Blood Sword adult, you monster?"

"What did you do? Are you questioning me? " With a low smile, the prisoner dragon continued to say, "look, how do you beg for mercy in front of this seat, you invincible Blood Sword in your heart."

Boom!

A violent divine power suddenly surged up in the hands of the prisoner dragon. Then he saw the unparalleled legs of the sword explode.

He licked the corners of his bloodthirsty mouth, smiled and said, "Blood Sword, your game is over. I will crush your God body from your feet to your head inch by inch! Ha ha ha, despair, beg for mercy, roar! "

Jianwushuang said nothing and looked at him coldly. His divine body began to explode and dissipate. Even so, jianwushuang's expression didn't change!

"Lord blood sword!"

When master Haojin saw this, he immediately roared with tears in his heart and lungs, and his eyes were about to crack,

"Blood sword!"

The commander of shaking mountain in the distance changed his face wildly and wanted to sprint in an instant.

However, he hasn't taken two steps yet.

Seeing the cold wind commander's body flash, he already stood in front of the commander of shaking mountain, stretched out his hand to stop him, and scolded with a cold face: "shake mountain, recognize your strength, you rush up now, not only can't help the blood sword, but also will only bury your life!"

The commander of the shaking mountain clenched his fist, and his teeth rattled. He squeezed out a sentence from his teeth and said, "cold wind, the blood sword is somehow from the same camp. Do you just look at him like this?"

When the cold wind heard the speech, his face eased a little and sighed: "the law of the jungle, strength is respected. The world is like this. We can't stop it."

The commander of the shaking mountain heard Yan's heavy breath. At last, he roared. He simply turned around and couldn't bear to see the scene that jianwushuang was killed by the prisoner dragon.

PS: second, it will be a little later!