Chapter 780: Invincible stance

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780 Invincible Stance
Jianyin Xiaoxiao, Earthquake tremors, the sword pressure released by the legendary ancient sword, easily cut off all the starlights, as if this piece of heaven and earth were empty, except for it, nothing could be left, nothing could be left, the breath was extremely extreme.
"It's a horrible sword." The people of Wanjian Pavilion raised their heads, and when they saw the legendary ancient sword, they all made a heartfelt voice, they could even feel that the sword in their hands was shaking, as if to worship Legendary ancient sword.
As for the existence of the legendary ancient sword, no one knew about it except Fan Wujie, not even Fan Wuchen. At the moment they saw such a horrible legendary sword, the shock in their hearts can be imagined.
Outside the Wanjian Pavilion, in the chaotic void, Chu Xingyun was standing there.
The moment the legendary ancient sword appeared, his pupils squeezed, and the black hole epee behind him began to whisper, but this whisper was not fear, not worship, but strong disdain.
For the Black Hole Epee, the legendary ancient sword is nothing more than a defeat. Even after a thousand years of rest and remodeling the body of the ancient sword, it is only a defeat in the end.
A part of Chu Xingyun ’s mind was integrated into the black hole epee, and he could naturally feel the idea of ​​the black hole epee. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled evilly: "Fan Wujie can urge the legendary ancient sword. Acknowledged Brahma Wuji, and willing to be driven by him. It seems that I guessed right. For the sword spirit, whether it is me or Brahma Wuji, he is the sword bearer of his choice. "
At the beginning of the sword wash pool, the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword suddenly appeared, saying that he chose Chu Xingyun, let him find the location of the sword mound, and took the initiative to forcibly contain the black hole epee.
At that time, Chu Xingyun's heart gave birth to many doubts.
The sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword is the founder of Wanjian Pavilion. It created Wanjian Pavilion. In addition to reshaping the sword body, it is also constantly selecting the sword-holders. The intention is profound. cloud.
Chu Xingyun didn't know the sword spirit's good intentions at first, but only had doubts, but after integrating part of the mind into the black hole, Chu Xingyun finally understood everything.
The legendary ancient sword and the black hole epee are originally rivals, but the black hole epee is far superior to the legendary ancient sword, and it cut off the tip of the legendary ancient sword and even swallowed it completely.
Such a move has left a deep shadow in the mind of the sword spirit. The reason why it keeps selecting the sword-holder is not only to breed the ancient sword, but also more importantly, it is used to resist the black hole epee.
Just like when it abandoned its sword body at the beginning, it escaped as if it had escaped. In the future, if it encounters the black hole epee again, it will directly abandon the sword-holder and escape from the chase again.
Such a move will not cause great damage to the spirit of the sword spirit, nor will it cause any damage to the ancient sword. If the sword bearer is swallowed by the black hole epee, the sword spirit can directly select the next sword bearer.
Under the endless cycle, the legendary ancient sword has been conceived and will not be damaged, and this is the basic purpose and the only purpose of the sword spirit to create the Wanjian Pavilion.
"After thousands of years of pregnancy, the legendary ancient sword must have returned to its peak. I don't know how powerful its strength will be." Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed with magic, his hands were wrapped around his chest, and he gazed interestingly at the past.
In the void, Fan Wujie was bathed with the ultimate sword light. When he probed his hand, a simple sword appeared in the palm of his hand. The sword was white and the atmosphere was ancient and simple. It seemed ordinary, but it exuded a mysterious atmosphere.
Fan Wujie's eyes were not bright. After glancing at the legendary ancient sword, he lifted his sword flat, pointed at Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing, and said indifferently, "Let's go together."
This rampant voice suddenly made the two frown.
On Xiu Wei, Fan Wujie is Nirvana of the Three Tribulations, and Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing are the same. Xiu Wentian has even touched the breakthrough opportunity and is about to enter the Nirvana of the Four Tribulations.
The two shot at the same time.
"Great talk!" Gu Fanxing shouted angrily, stepped out, and his breath exploded wildly. A double-headed snake beast emerged from behind him. The violent wind raged in the sky, and stirred the void into chaos.
At this moment, the momentum exploded by the ancient Fanxing was particularly terrible. The snake and the beast had two heads and their eyes were cold. They seemed to devour the Brahma.
"Whether it's a big deal or not, soon, both of you will know." Fan Wujie's eyes were glorious, only to see that his breath had suddenly changed, the sword's light soared into the sky, roaring like the sea, as if it was completely integrated with the legendary ancient sword, no longer distinguish each other.
"The patriarch's sword intentions seem to have changed, becoming so pure and pure, without any flaws, and besides, his breath seems to be constantly strengthened, so strong and strange!"
The crowd looked up at the void, and in their vision, Fan Wujie seemed to be transformed into the ultimate sword light. All over him, there was a breath of trembling breath. The legendary ancient sword in his hand was whispering, releasing the endless light. .
"This man is weird, Liu Lao, immediately start!" Gu Fanxing saw the change of Brahma, and inexplicably felt a sense of fear in his heart, and immediately urged Liu Wentian out loud.
Liu Wentian nodded heavily, his figure was like the wind, and he immediately fell to the front of Fan Wujie, snorted, and a palm burst, the stars burst into sky, as if a star burst, and a terrible meteor storm appeared.
This meteoric storm gathered in the palm of the hand, crushed down, as if it were to destroy the world, it can destroy everything.
When Liu Wentian shot, Gu Fanxing also moved.
I saw his indifferent eyes, his palms grabbed the van Gogh without robbing, and at the same time, the two-headed ancient python behind him turned into a stream of sky, trembling in the void, only a moment, the world was shaking, the space was flooded by the stream, Brahma is completely isolated.
When the crowd saw these two offensives, they were shocked. Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing had just shot, and they were the strongest killing tricks. Obviously, they were going to kill Van Gogh without killing them.
"Fan Wujiao, Huangquan Road, go well!" Gu Fanxing's eyes flashed an icy sneer. He looked at Fan Wujie's gaze, without any emotion, as if he were looking at the dead.
However, Fan Wujie just smiled coldly at Gu Fanxing's words.
He slowly raised the legendary ancient sword, and the sword light filled the whole body, allowing the two major offensives to fall down, but his body was unscathed, and he did not even step back, and he stood very relaxed and casual.
"How is this possible?" Gu Fanxing and Liu Wentian's eyes were stiff, and their strongest moves could not break through a sword light, which is simply impossible!
Fan Wujie looked at the two people's stiff expressions and laughed a lot. The ancient sword shuddered abruptly, the emptiness of the trembling in the air, a horrible sword light broke through everything and cut off all spiritual power.
This sword light, too horrible, actually made Gu Fanxing feel a strong palpitations. He looked back, just about to escape from this place, but inexplicably felt a tingling sensation in his left arm.
Poof!
The hot blood splashed and sprayed on Gu Fanxing's face, causing him to shudder.
It was also at this moment that he was surprised to see that a arm fell from a height, and finally fell to the ground, splashing a handful of dust.
The arm, familiar, seems to be his left arm.