3607 Chapter 97 Ten Thousand Swords (1/2)

“Swordsmanship, well made.”Sun Wukong nodded as he looked at Qingshu.

Sword Qi condensed into substance, staggered, powerful and revealed, to a certain degree of fire, can cultivate this boundary at this age, has been very good, it is not too much to call it an extinct genius.

But in his capacity, this talent is also in reason.

It seems that his identity has been seen by Shu Shan, otherwise he would not be treated so special.

“Be careful!” Qing Shou sipped softly, his sword trick was drawn, and dozens of light swords were differentiated around him in an instant.

QingShou knew that Sun Wukong was not an ordinary warrior, so he dared not have any meaningfulness, directly and unreservedly used his watchdog skills.

Dodo Light Sword is brilliant and brilliant. Under the guidance of the Qing Dynasty, suddenly it is like a meteor penetrating the sky and flying towards Sun Wukong.

“Is this Shushan Swordsmanship?Be a good boy! ”

When the audience saw this scene, they started to marvel.

Shushan Swordsmanship is not only amazing, but also gorgeous. For the visual impact, it is extraordinarily shocking. This is one of the reasons why people want to worship Shushan Immortal Swordsmanship after seeing Shushan Swordsmanship. So powerful and gorgeous swordsmanship, who can't see the heart?

“Well, then you try my swordsmanship too.”Sun Wukong looked at the light sword that came from the spike, his face was calm, the light in his hand was concentrated, instantly formed a real ancient sword, one sword waved, illusion of countless sword mania, instantly the thousand swords like rain, instantly the attack of blue defense to fall and collapse.

The crowd was stunned and stunned.

Lin Tiannan stood up with a tremor in his eyes.

Blue rules are shocked and stunned, body shakes straight: ”Wan, Wan, Wan Sword?!!!”

I did a sword trick, and you hit me with a sword trick. Isn't that exaggerating?

Shushan immortal sword pie's Wanjian know-how he did not know, he was also fortunate to have seen the master once, at that time was really the weather of the sword, panic like the rain curtain fell down, powerful.

Although Sun Wukong's exhibition is not as vast as it was at the time, but he waved his hand naturally, and the sword could be more prosperous, making his scalp numb. If he was hit by it, would he be punctured by a hole as a hedgehog?

Looking at the ring around you, worn by the cave of the sword, hundreds of scenes of the sword penetrating the ground, blue and unrestrained hands raised, as a surrender letter: ”Surrender!I surrender! Please raise your hand!I'm done! ”

When Sun Wukong heard the words, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. This Qingshu was very timid, but he had never played Lin Yuegru's idea. Sun Wukong did not beat him.

The second-hand sword was turned into a light that collapsed, and the scattered sky sword was also instantly disappeared.