Fortunately, he was more familiar with it and retreated quickly enough.
Otherwise, no matter how strong his physical body was, he would still die.
Broly was stronger than he had imagined, or rather, his defense was beyond his imagination.
Not only could he resist the explosion of One Thought Universe, but he could also imitate the collapse of One Thought Universe to the extreme.
Although the explosion of the extreme was not as powerful as the explosion of One Thought Universe, it was still seventy to eighty percent similar.
Whoosh!
Jian Wushuang put away the wrapping of the torch dragon wings, and the shattered flesh in his chest recovered. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and slowly dripped from the sky.
Buzz!
He gathered his strength again, wanting to reach his peak state. Otherwise, he would not be Broly's opponent at all. But this time, before he could succeed in gathering Qi, the other party's punch went straight to his face.
The speed was even faster!
Jian Wushuang was in no hurry to dodge, so he could only raise his hand to resist.
Boom!
His whole body was shaken back and fell directly to the charred land below.
When he got up again, Broly was already in front of him. The terrifying pressure made him a little breathless.
After being beaten continuously, although he recovered quickly, he could not maintain his peak state. In his normal state, he was not enough to face Broly.
That suppressive force was stronger than any of the opponents he had encountered before.
If he was distracted, he would die.
Whoosh!
The void was torn apart by countless cracks by the white electric arc. Jian Wushuang took the opportunity to flash into the crack, and when he reappeared, he was already in the void.
A large mass of life force poured over his whole body!
"You also have an immortal body?" Broly withdrew his fist and turned to look at Jian Wushuang in the void, a little surprised.
Immortal body?
Jian Wushuang raised his chin and said, "What do you think an immortal body is?"
Now, he finally understood why Broly gave people such a strong sense of oppression.
Broly's defense was simply at an abnormal level, and he could not be killed at all.
Moreover, his strength was terrifyingly powerful.
It seemed that he had comprehended a peak secret technique.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so strong.
He fought again and again, constantly transforming and surpassing.
Broly's strength had increased several times since the beginning of his battle with the eight-clawed beast emperor.
To deal with this kind of transformation expert, one needed to be at least one level stronger than the opponent. Otherwise, it would be impossible to win because the opponent would become stronger the more they fought.
Whoosh!
Broly's figure flashed, and he also stood in the void. His white eyes stared at Jian Wushuang, and he said in a hoarse voice, "He has never lost, so he naturally has an immortal body!"
These words were quite domineering.
Never lost?
Jian Wushuang's pupils contracted. He asked himself honestly. He had won many times since he was a weakling, but it wasn't to the point where he had never lost.
Perhaps it was because the opponents he encountered were too strong, and each time, they were several levels stronger than him.
For example, when he first met the White Sovereign King, he was just a Dao Lord. What could he do against a supreme expert?
For Broly to say such a thing, it seemed that he still hadn't suffered a blow.
Clang!
He pulled out the Absolute Cloud Sword again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I have never lost to you with this sword before. Today, I'm going to fight you to the death!"
Starry Sky Catalog!
The first strike!
He had indeed never lost. After all, it hadn't been long since he had been created. When he fought against Life-Exterminator, he had indeed not lost. Unfortunately, his opponent's true body had appeared, and there was nothing he could do.
Broly looked at him and was stunned for a moment. Then, he said playfully, "I just want to win, not kill you. I can see that you are just a Dao Lord!" “
"Haha!" Jian Wushuang raised his head and let out a strange laugh.
He had never thought that there would be someone who disdained to kill him and only wanted to win.
Was this someone looking down on him, a Dao Lord?
This feeling of disdain was only when he treated others. It was the pity of not killing. When had anyone ever treated him with charity?
If the other party said that he wanted to tear him into pieces, that would be the greatest respect.
Jian Wushuang slowly lowered his head and then looked over. He stared at the insufferably arrogant Broly and said in a trembling voice, "Broly, do you know who killed your father?"
Bu Kun!
When Broly heard his father, he paused for a moment, and his body trembled slightly.
His father was more like a shackle that bound him. When his violent nature was around his father, he would slightly restrain himself.
He was very used to the feeling of dealing with his father. Although he had come to the Underworld with the purpose of finding the enemy who killed his father.
He valued the battles more.
Now, when he heard his father's name again, his body trembled slightly, and his aura dropped.
Broly raised his finger and pointed at Jian Wushuang. His eyes were wide open, and the electric arcs on his body disappeared, degenerating into white flames.
"Yes, I killed your father. Bu Kun died at my hands!" Jian Wushuang revealed a satisfied smile. He disdained to use this method to reduce the other party's strength. He only wanted Broly to be angry.
He wanted to let him understand that one of them had to die today.
Up until now, he had also fallen into a state of madness.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Broly suddenly hugged his head, arched his body, and roared as if there was a ferocious beast raging in his body.
Jian Wushuang was very excited about this. It seemed that Broly was really going crazy this time.
"Bu Kun's strength was too weak. When I killed him, he couldn't even withstand a single move from me!" Jian Wushuang shook his head, his tone disdainful.
It was like killing a piece of trash. There was nothing worth talking about.
It was not a proud record.
It was just an ordinary rank five Sovereign Emperor. He could kill him with a breath.
Of course, all of this was fabricated. Bu Kun did die because of him, but he was not the one who killed him.
He didn't take the other party seriously at all. It was just that the situation had changed at that time. He didn't want his escape route to be controlled by outsiders. Also, he had killed the prince of Mo Luo Kingdom, so he had to silence him.
Killing Bu Kun was just a matter of convenience.
He didn't expect that today, he would attract an incomparably powerful opponent.
Jian Wushuang really didn't regret it.
No matter how powerful he was, he was just a chess piece.
Broly, who was in a good mood, gradually recovered. Although his hands were drooping and he couldn't raise his head, the aura on his body had recovered, and the white electric arcs around his body became more vigorous.
A ferocious beast phantom flew out of his body and disappeared completely this time.
It was the complete Broly.
A peak expert of the Transformation Path.
At this moment, Broly's strength was comparable to Wu Zuo's.
He was even more powerful than the envoys of the Disambiguation Temple.
"Jian Wushuang!"
Broly slowly raised his head. He didn't know if he was mad or why, but the corners of his mouth rose into a smile.
"Jian Wushuang!!!"
Buzz!
He clenched his fists, leaned back, and his aura erupted again.
The violent force shook Jian Wushuang so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He blocked with his hands in front of his face.
"Finally, are you going to take it seriously?" Jian Wushuang endured the storm, put down his hands, and faced Broly.
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