Legend of Swordsman

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From the initial calm and complacent change to an unspeakable sadness, Young Master felt a sense of trance about what had happened.

But nothing can be changed.

Chang Fu turned his head, his eyes calm.

The old and old long support, in this brief moment, is like the Supreme fairy mountain, facing the black robe with an unimaginable trend.

He seemed to have transformed into Changfu Mountain, suppressing all enemies that came.

With Chang Fu as the center, the sound of great destruction resounded deeply.

He held the black robe with his hand, and only the burning flames remained in his angry eyes.

“You are definitely not a fairy, nor do you belong here.”

Leaving these last words, Chang Fu burns completely, and the foundation of the fairy source belonging to Nine Revolutions Dayan is completely shattered.

Black robe wanted to break free, but couldn’t break free at all.

This is the last thought of Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal, which can make the powerhouse of the same realm fall together.

Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal’s fairy source was smashed. It was too terrifying, and even the aftermath was enough to easily kill Dayan Immortal, not to mention the heavenly plane.

However, all the celestial planes of the entire Southwest position have long been destroyed, leaving only an eternal blank.

Even so, the whole vast expanse is still in chaos.

Unimaginable death, swallowing everything.

The Young Master, who was far away from the battlefield millions and millions li, felt an irresistible pressure swept across.

His throat is sweet, and then he flies backwards again.

However, at a mysterious time, even on the edge of destruction, the only small half of the seat panel in Sancun Mountain survived without any damage.

Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal’s complete destruction lasted a very long time.

Eternal death and nothingness became the main color.

“cough, cough…is it all over?”

The dark golden armor was shattered and Young Master was in a miserable situation. He rose from the edge of destruction, only bitterness in his eyes.

More than sixty quasi-dayan immortals who followed him, there are only more than fifty left at this moment, and nearly twenty quasi-dayan immortals have turned into powder in this blast.

“His Royal Highness, let’s retreat and go to Celestial Court to ask the emperor for help.” You Zhun Dayanxian whispered advice.

“This Eminence sees who dares to retire!” Young Master yelled coldly, with a gloomy expression, “No one can retire unless this matter is investigated!”

“Promise.” All the quasi-dayan immortals nodded and dared not say more.

Then, Young Master took a group of quasi-dayan immortals straight to the center of the blast.

At the center of the explosion, everything seems to have entered a certain Chaos state.

The hovering divine blood and the broken clothes all showed that a tragic battle broke out here.

“All gone?”

Looking at the scene before him, Young Master was stunned, “Changfu, really disappeared?”

Chang Fu has disappeared, and the black robe has completely disappeared.

This Supreme battle seems to have ended.

At this time, the quasi-dayan immortal who was behind Young Master’s correction carefully discovered that a hair-like mist was slowly moving and gathering.

“Hall, your lord, things seem a bit bad.”

It is still the previous quasi-dayan immortal, he felt a kind of palpitations of strength recovering.

Young Master tweaked his brows, and was about to speak, but found that in the center of the blast, layers of black glow had gathered!

The gathering of black glow, a heart-pounding imprisonment strength is coming again!

Young Master’s eyes widened to the fullest, it was terrifying to the extreme!

black robe! black robe!

The black robe that was destroyed together by Changfu at the cost of the death of the foundation of Xianyuan, unexpectedly recovered again.

He appears again like an immortal nightmare.

The dark purple blooms surging around him, extremely weird.

“Withdraw!”

Without any stay, Young Master retreated frantically, “Quickly retreat!”

But it’s too late. Reuniting the revival of the Immortals, with just one palm, wiped out the twenty quasi-dayan immortals!

All this happened so quickly that there was no time to react.

A dark purple beam of nearly a thousand fingers thick and thin came out from under the black robe, coming like a dense net shrouding the heavens and hiding the earth.

Then, nearly thirty more quasi-dayan immortals had no time to escape, were constrained, and then exhausted their luck!

Young Master frightened the soul flew away and scattered, and then desperately escaped.

After coming and going, there are more than 60 quasi-dayan immortals who have followed, only 13 are left!

And this number is still decreasing.

Because the dark purple light beam swallowed the force and luck was too fast, and ate away all the gods crazily.

eleven.

Ten places.

Seven…

Three!

Young Master escaped frantically, but desperately found that the dense net was covering the sky.

Once it is swallowed by entanglement, it will be powerless!

“Damn it, what the hell is this!” His eye socket was cracked, but he could do nothing.

When the last quasi-dayan fairy was swallowed, Young Master’s correction was already critical!

The dense net made up of dark purple unrolled bolt of white silk beams, which obscures the sky and sun, has already besieged it.

Although it is a quasi-dayan immortal, Young Master Jiao very clearly knew that everything was already powerless.

However, at this moment of life and death, an extremely familiar breath of strength suddenly appeared.

Young Master felt a tight waist, and then his whole figure escaped out of the blinding net at an unimaginable speed.

“Sword, Jian Wushuang?!”

Uncertainly, he cried out subconsciously.

Jian Wushuang turned his head to look at Young Master for a correct look, and then dragged him towards the last remaining Sancunshan heaven.

With a “pump”, Jian Wushuang directly threw him on the top of Divine Mountain.

The remaining half of the celestial plane may be overthrown at any time, and the remaining disciplines are also full of despair.

The master craftsmen Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan have awakened. Under the nourishment of the Emperor Grade pill, they both recovered 70-80%, but they still cannot compare with Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang has returned to the peak state. If it weren’t for Jiu Tian Yi Xuan’s damage, no one would have thought that he had experienced a life-and-death crisis.

“That guy is coming to us.” The craftsman Xu Tuo said hoarsely.

Nan Xuan clutched his chest, frowned and said, “Really soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed.”

Jian Wushuang looked at the approaching black robe, and then lightly said, “Senior, you take them away, let me here, I will buy you enough time.”

Xu Tuo startled, then shook the head, “How can I go back?”

“If you don’t retreat, you will die in vain. I hope you can understand that all causes are because of me, and I should be responsible.”

Leaving these last words, Jian Wushuang didn’t stay at all, and leaned forward to face the black robe.

“Well, what the little friend said is right, you will die for nothing if you stay here, so let’s go.” Nan Xuan persuaded, and then slowly got up.

“I’ll go with the little friends and buy some time for you together. You can leave soon.”

The craftsman Xu Tuo looked sad, looked at Jian Wushuang’s back, and finally sighed in silence.