Legend of Swordsman

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But Jian Wushuang not at all was anxious, but gradually calmed down.

The fairyland at the foot is Xiaojieshan, Immortal Realm where True Martial Yang lives idle.

He didn’t believe that Uncle Yu or even True Martial Yang would not know that a strange fairy had broken into Xiaojie Mountain.

It is very possible, they are observing in secret.

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang kept quiet, but exuded a divine sense and kept exploring.

The result is naturally nothing.

In desperation, he can only move forward quickly again.

The fairy grass sprawls, and Feng Youyou grows. Jian Wushuang is carrying Ami on his back and rushing forward, but apart from all kinds of fairy trails, there is no trace of even Yan Immortal Qi’s breath.

It made him feel a little vague.

Why did Uncle Yu bring him to Xiaojieshan and why not show up?

Just as he was lost in thought, his footsteps stopped immediately.

He felt a bit of mud under his feet, and he wouldn’t find it if he didn’t notice it carefully.

next moment, endless mysterious black patterns sprawl from underfoot, with a barren, ancient atmosphere.

surrounded by this, Jian Wushuang felt desolate and lonely inexplicably.

“Yes, divine sense is very powerful. I found my breath in such a short time.”

Along with this somewhat old voice resounding, a thin figure of condense from the ancient black stripes stood in front of him.

Jian Wushuang’s eyes narrowed, he knew that this was Yu Bo Yuchang.

by the strength of oneself, the mysterious power that makes True Martial emperor sleep.

Yu Chang looked calm, and looked at him carefully, and seemed more satisfied.

And he was a little anxious, eager to know the whereabouts of Diqing and Jiang Liyan.

It seemed that he had guessed what he was thinking, Yu Chang said slowly, “I will answer your question, but not now.”

“Now, you answer my question.”

“Okay.” Jian Wushuang nodded, without hesitation.

“What are you best at?”

He startedled, meditating for a moment and said, “Sword.”

“Sword, it sounds good.” Yu Chang nodded, smiling kindly, “How about let’s have a try?”

“…”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes twitched, “Well, Uncle Yu still don’t crack a joke…”

cracking a joke, the old man in front of him who is one not showing the mountains and not revealing the water, but the ruthless character who can fight the emperor, the strength has long been unimaginable.

The quasi-emperor is no longer an existence that can lie, even more how is it an emperor?

Jian Wushuang believes that as long as True Martial Yang, or Yu Chang had a murderous intention, he would not survive for a while, and he would not even be able to resist.

That’s why, he will be very resistant to showing his strength.

It’s just that what happens next is simply not his control.

A long sword with a full body of black ink and engraved endless dense patterns appeared in Yu Chang’s hands.

“Come on, let me see where your limits are.” He said, pointing his sword straight ahead.

Jian Wushuang’s brows fiercely jumped, only bitterness was left in his eyes.

The sword of the emperor, slaying out myriad things.

Even though he has Strongest Sword Dao, he still doesn’t think it is comparable.

One is Yanxian, and one is Emperor. Each step between these is an insurmountable gap.

This is no longer a fight, it’s just courting death.

Obviously, Jian Wushuang does not want to court death…

But these are no longer for him.

What I look at has become Yu Chang’s realm, with endless wild black patterns flowing, forming a magnificent dojo.

And this battle of disparity has already begun.

Yu Chang held the sword of the emperor and slashed straight down.

In an instant, a sword like a mountain and sea will turn into a hundred ten thousand zhang sword cuts, which are quickly cut down.

Jian Wushuang has a chill behind him, a kind of horror between life and death, and he has to resist.

This is a dead sword, and it didn’t leave him with a sword.

Even the Emperor Zhun will only fall under this sword. There is no way.

Jian Wushuang guessed that Yu Chang already knew the secret in the Boyang bottle, so he wanted to beheaded.

Knowing that he was about to die, he calmed down instead.

Wushuang Sword Dao, Galaxy Sword Intent, First Style, Second Style.

Star, river.

Two-way out.

Even under the control of Yu Chang, the sword intent is still endless.

The towering Tianhe swept away, Jian Wushuang stood at the tide, resolutely raised his sword to meet.

Faced with that sword cut, the invisible sword shone to the extreme.

“Zheng——”

The sound of metal collision sounded, and then everything fell silent.

Sword Dao Tianhe shattered, turned into an endless sword intent and disappeared.

Jian Wushuang stood frozen in the same place, and the invisible sword in his hand was also broken into powder.

On his bare chest, a horrible to see sword cut almost cut it in half.

The red gold divine blood spewed out, spilling into the void.

An unspeakable pain, as if even the divine sense has been cut off.

But this pain lasted for less than ten breaths, and as the scar healed, Shadowless disappeared without a trace.

Jian Wushuang didn’t even have time to express his position, and the immortal physique has recovered.

“How, how is it, how is it possible?”

He was shocked and pressed his chest in disbelief.

Yu Chang, who saw this scene from afar, smiled slightly, and then cut with a sword.

This time, there are ten sword cuts.

Jian Wushuang turn pale with fright, just a sword cut can’t bear it, there are nine more ways, and destruction is bound to be a foregone conclusion!

He resisted. Not surprisingly, Sword Dao was easily broken, and even the immortal physique was almost torn into pieces.

Covering the wound with the gushing divine blood with the palm of his hand, Jian Wushuang was already confused.

Because he discovered that Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique is recovering completely at an unimaginable speed.

This is really incredible.

You must know that even though Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique is transformed from the super Perfect Chaos Creature, it is the existence of heaven defying, but there is no exaggerated recovery speed.

Faced with the emperor’s prosperous sword, even ten swords, not only did it not vanish, but withstood it, and quickly recovered completely, which is simply unimaginable.

Jian Wushuang is just an immortal. The strength of Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique combined with the strength of Nine Heavens Yi Xuanzong is able to resist Six Revolutions, and even Nine Revolutions, and even the attacks of Nine Revolutions, are absolutely impossible to withstand the power of the emperor.

“Is it because of Jiu Tian Yi Xuan?”

Jian Wushuang was anxious, not knowing that Yu Chang had taken his sword and came to him.

“How is your body?”

“I feel, I feel pretty good…”

“It’s really good, it’s durable enough to withstand the power of the emperor.”

Yu Chang admired, “Your immortal physique is no longer the previous one.”

Jian Wushuang looked at him a little puzzled, and at the same time didn’t know why this change happened.

“Do you remember what happened last in the Sea of ​​No Edge?”

Jian Wushuang nodded, “I remember, but it’s not clear. Is it related to him?”

“It does matter. At the last moment, I expelled his true shadow, but he still has the most important thing left in your within the body.”