"Unfortunately, I wanted to kill you and take away your double first sword soul. Now it seems that I'm afraid it can't be achieved."
Jiuxiu looked at his war puppet body and shook his head, "your combat power is already at the top of the Holy Land ultimate, and my war puppet body is finally too weak. The strength I can play is not enough to kill you."
His figure of war puppet is only a very ordinary Holy Land War puppet, and he used some special means in the refining process to give himself a trace of awareness of this war puppet, so as to dominate the war puppet.
Although his own strength is towering, with the help of this war puppet's hand, he can't play too strong combat power at all. In the face of physical rebellion, his strength is unparalleled among the top swords in the holy land, and there is really no way at all.
"It seems that I have to come back to Nanyang to collect your sword soul next time." Nine monastics.
"Don't bother like that." Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, "it won't be long before I will go to China to kill you."
"Kill me?" Jiuxiu couldn't help laughing, "by you?"
"It's up to me." The sword has unparalleled eyes and strong voice.
"Haha" Jiuxiu seemed to hear the biggest joke in the world, and laughed wildly, "frog at the bottom of the well!"
"Do you think you are also a top power after you reach the peak in this small Nanyang continent and arrive in China?"
"Joke!"
"Now you are just a trivial mole ant in my eyes. In China, there are many mole ants like you, just you want to kill me?"
The words made many people around him change color.
The unparalleled strength of sword is absolutely the top in Nanyang mainland. At least no one can match it in the presence, but in these nine practices, it is so unbearable.
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he was not annoyed at all. He raised his head, stared at Jiu Xiu, and said in a low voice, "Jiu Xiu, there is a sentence, I don't know if you have heard of it."
Jiu Xiu looked at Jian Wushuang.
"Thirty years east and West, don't bully the young poor!"
The unparalleled sound of the sword spread.
"Seven years ago, I just gathered the first wisp of spiritual power and just became a martial artist. At that time, let alone the holy palace, even if it was a killer organization of my weak Dynasty, blood feather building, for me, was like a super existence at the level of a big Mac, but after a few years, the blood feather building was destroyed in my hands."
"Today, the holy palace, which is far more powerful than the blood plume, will also be completely buried in my hands."
"Have you ever thought of these?"
"In the future, no one can say clearly. Now I may be just a trivial person to you, but what will happen in another seven years?"
Sword unparalleled voice sonorous and powerful, with unparalleled confidence.
And his words also moved countless strong people present, and even nodded one by one.
He is indeed confident and has confident capital.
He has the formula of heaven and nature, and as a reverse cultivator, he already has all the possibilities, not to mention that he has a great opportunity of ancestral land... Which has created his absolutely unparalleled potential.
In seven years, he went from a warrior who had just gathered spiritual power to a point that now is enough to make the whole Nanyang continent tremble.
Who dares to deny his future?
"Hehe, what a 30-year-old East and West, in that case, I'm waiting for you." Jiuxiu's eyes also burst out a terrible fine light.
A simple dialogue, however, is like a battle letter.
And Jiuxiu's consciousness of staying on this war puppet slowly began to fade.
But just before Jiuxiu's consciousness was about to completely subside, he suddenly grinned again, "by the way, there is something I forgot to tell you about your mother. Your mother has been talking about you all these years, haha ~"
Jiuxiu's consciousness finally completely subsided, and his figure of war puppet immediately lost its power and fell down powerlessly.
Jian Wushuang's body trembled slightly, and there was an unprecedented determination in his eyes.
"China, I will go!"
"Jiuxiu, wait!"
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Above the void, Jian Wushuang's state of mind calmed down again after a half ring, and at this time, his eyes looked directly at the strong men who made a pilgrimage to the imperial palace.
The people in the holy palace, including the two gods, were all pale at the moment.
They had placed all their hopes on Jiuxiu, but who would have thought that although Jiuxiu's fighting puppet body was indeed strong, it still had no choice but to abandon the fighting puppet body in the end.
And their holy palace has also been completely abandoned by Jiuxiu.
In Jiuxiu's eyes, the holy palace is just a chess piece, and he doesn't care at all.
When Jian Wushuang's eyes, which were obviously full of surging killing intent, looked over, the emperor's body trembled that day, took a deep breath, and immediately gave a shriek, "the elders of the holy palace listen to the order!"
The people in the holy palace immediately looked at yitianzun.
"Escape!"
"How many can escape!"
After one day's worship finished speaking, they looked at each other, and immediately they directly rushed towards jianwushuang.
Those strong men in the holy palace were stunned and looked ugly one by one, but only some elders chose to flee. Most of them did rush towards the sword like the two gods.
And Jian Wushuang won't have the slightest mercy on the strong of these holy palaces. Before, he didn't show all his strength, and easily defeated the four heavenly Lords. Now, his combat power has all erupted, and he is not qualified to stop him just by relying on one heavenly Zun, two heavenly zuns and those holy realm strong of the holy palace.
Slaughter!
Merciless slaughter!
The whole void was dyed red with blood, and the whole holy palace was in a killing atmosphere.
The slaughter lasted for a full hour, and after an hour, the holy palace was completely calm.
The sword with a long sword was unparalleled, and the breath on his body slowly converged, and he came out of the holy palace step by step.
In the surrounding void, the eyes of countless strong people are focused on him. These eyes are full of horror and fear, as well as a large number of worship and fanatical eyes.
In just one hour, it is an amazing hour for these strong people.
But for the holy palace, it is like a nightmare.
After this hour, the holy palace has really become a Shura hell.
This battle
All the four heavenly masters have been killed!
The master of the holy palace and a large number of elders of the holy palace died under the sword without double swords.
The high-level strongmen of the holy palace, except for a few who escaped, were ruthlessly killed by jianwushuang in more than nine cities.
As for those disciples of the holy palace, jianwushuang didn't ruthlessly kill them. Only when he met those disciples who were stubborn and wanted to live or die with the holy palace, jianwushuang directly killed them.
After this war, the overlord holy palace, which has stood in Nanyang for thousands of years, is over!
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PS: I borrowed the classic words of Tudou dada, but in this situation, this sentence is the most appropriate!