Chapter 1522 (1/2)

”Under my spark hammer, I didn't get hurt?”

The God of Liuying world was suspended in the void. Looking at the unparalleled sword, he could find that the sword was unparalleled at the moment. Surrounded by the sea of blood and fire, the breath was a little stronger than before.

”Kill!”

In the sea of blood and fire, a ghost like figure rose, and eighteen illusions broke out at the same time.

”Ten thousand shadows!”

The sword is unparalleled. It comes out like lightning. One sword light is everywhere, and it is shrouded by the God of Liuying world.

”Ha ha, come on!”

The God of Liuying world laughed heartily. His breath stirred, and the two silver hammers in his hand burst into bursts of silver light, which also bombarded one after another in an instant.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two fought madly, leaving countless shadows in the void.

”This sword is unparalleled. His speed and strength are faster than before?” The eye pupil of the flow shadow world shrinks.

Before, he fought with jianwushuang face-to-face and was able to fight equally, but now jianwushuang exerts the blood burning country, and his pressure increases greatly.

Especially in the body method, the unparalleled sword really needs to be faster than him.

”Liu Ying, get out of the way!” A low drink suddenly sounded.

The God of the streaming shadow world did not change into silver and retreated quickly.

Jianwushuang raised his head fiercely, and immediately noticed that the heart Lord broke out a terrible breath in the distant void.

”The sword is unparalleled. Take my move and try it!”

The face of the heart Lord was a little twisted. In front of him, a large number of black fog filled the sky and the earth, making the whole world fall into a darkness.

The black fog was like an open big mouth and swallowed directly at the sword.

The black fog is so wide that the sword can't get rid of it.

”Die!”

”Nine major annihilations!”

Roar ~ ~ ~ the consciousness of terror strikes the sword unparalleled.

This conscious attack is like a huge millstone, without any fancy, which can directly crush the sword.

Moreover, there is more than one ”millstone”, but there are nine ”millstones”, and one is better than the other.

This is the strongest move of the heart Lord, nine major annihilations.

The sword had no double-sided color and was cold. There had already been a huge black turtle rising up on his body, and then the ”millstones” hit him one after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The first eight shocks, the sword unparalleled with its own strong and tough soul force to resist.

Until the ninth Road, the last and most terrible one, came from the impact of consciousness.

”Ah!!!”

The sword peerless also gave out a shrill whistling for the first time. His soul also felt an unprecedented sharp pain, and the whole mind seemed to burst.

But the sharp pain lasted only for a moment, and then slowly subsided.

Jian Wushuang still stood in the void, but his face was red and his body was covered with sweat.

For a long time, he raised his head again and smiled coldly, ”Lord, your conscious attack is really terrible. Unfortunately, you can't kill me!”