Legend of Swordsman

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Although the battle armor figure of Nine Revolutions Dayanxian was impossible to die so easily, Wushuang Sword Dao was able to at least severely damage it.

Jian Wushuang slowly ascended into the void, looking towards the place where the battle armor body fell.

The Xiangu Road is already badly damaged, and one of the potholes has reached the level of Bottomless Abyss, and even Jian Wushuang can’t see the situation.

As Xiangu Road stopped trembling, everything returned to dead silence.

“No way, is he really dead?”

Jian Wushuang is still a little unwilling to believe it, and his figure is gradually digging into the pothole.

However, at the next moment, the void suddenly became thick and condensed, as if it had become a solid.

He was shocked, but his figure was no longer able to move, as if there were a million chains of Qi Luck around him, making him unable to move.

After that, Hei Yan quietly rose from the pothole, covering the sky and the sun.

Along with Hei Yan’s appearance, there is also a body that is ten thousand zhang.

A pair of true eyes is like two rounds of blood in the sky, only irreconcilable hatred and resentment flooded.

“Despicable Xianxian, today you will die for True Martial Yang first!” The battle armor figure was roar, and then he stood up from the abyss and slashed towards Jian Wushuang with a sword.

This sword is full of determination and killing.

The trapped Jian Wushuang couldn’t avoid it at all. He could only watch the sword fall on his immortal physique.

“Chiff—”

The divine blood spewed out, and Jiu Tian Yi Xuan burst out with the most brilliant blue meaning, protecting his immortal physique from being cut off.

However, this sword is the full strength attack of Nine Revolutions Dayanxian. Even if Jian Wushuang was not cut into two pieces, it still made his meridian broken and turned into powder.

The Nine Heavens Yixuan then dimmed, and Jian Wushuang, like one of the stars about to extinguish, quickly fell backwards.

The border barrier has been standing in the great wilderness for countless years. Although it has been devastated, it still stands tall.

At the moment, Jian Wushuang, who fell like a star on the sun, fiercely crashed into the border barrier.

The boundary barrier is too vast and grand, even if the millions of celestial planes are added together, it is basically impossible to mention on equal terms.

Naturally, Jian Wushuang slammed into the boundary barrier without causing much disturbance.

After the “hong long” sound, a trace of the boundary barrier was knocked out, and Jian Wushuang, who had passed out, fell under the boundary barrier, and happened to fall in the middle of the crack in the boundary barrier. position.

Thunder and lightning surrounded the body like a giant dragon, and Hei Yan’s battle armor figure slowly got up, and then walked towards the border barrier.

He came to the crack in the border barrier and looked at the immortal physique not at all broken Jian Wushuang, doubts arose in his heart.

But soon, he directly waved his arm, and the endless gust of wind wrapped Jian Wushuang in a portable way, blowing into the endless wilderness beyond the border barrier.

Within the boundary barrier, it belongs to the scope of the big division, while outside the boundary is the real waste.

Even a dayan immortal who is not determined to set foot in the wilderness will be lost!

That is a real forbidden place for one party, and there is no such thing as a fairy tale, except for certain specific existences.

Jian Wushuang, who had passed out, naturally did not notice where he is now, and collapsed into the thick dust of motionless.

The battle armor figure is in a dull roar, seeming to vent the resentment that has survived the ages.

He raised his head and stared closely at the magnificent border barrier, as if trying to identify where it was.

“Here, where, why am I here? Is my Celestial Court really broken?”

As if the voice from eternity is full of sadness, the violence has disappeared.

The battle armor body is not terrifying as before, only confusion is left in my eyes, aimlessly walking on this fairy bone road.

On the other side, Jian Wushuang, who had fainted in the wilderness beyond the border barrier, was gently picked up by the palm of both hands at this moment.

“Master, look here, there is actually a fairy in the Great Wilderness.” The still immature voice resounded in the thick dust.

Followed by a dull but majestic voice resounded, “Quickly throw it away, it must be a dead body that has long been lost here.”

“No, Master, he is still alive, I heard his heartbeat.”

“What, is still alive, how is this possible?”

As the noisy sound rang, a total of six Vajra-like figures appeared in the dust.

These six Vajra-like figures are all dressed in a pure monk’s clothes, and they will be majestic without anger.

At the center of these six body shapes, there is a little novice monk with red lips, white teeth and a very smart eyebrow.

At this moment, the little novice monk was full of anxiety, and hugged a divine blood dripping figure with his thin arms, not caring that the falling divine blood wet his monk clothes.

“Masters will help him, I think he can still be saved.” The little novice said anxiously looking at the figures.

As for the six Vajra-like figures, they looked at each other, and they all looked difficult.

They set foot in the great wasteland, walked out of the great wasteland, and saw countless great crises. Now they have gone through all kinds of obstacles and walked out of the great wasteland, but when they encountered such a strange thing, they had to be vigilant.

Among these figures, one of the most stable and elderly monk heads is slightly frowned, seemingly hesitating.

There isn’t any one evangelizing, and even Dayanxian can survive such a severe damage.

And it seems that this fainted young man Yanxian seems to have just experienced a desperate struggle. It is very likely that he is the source of danger.

All the worries had to make the monks hesitate.

At this time, the little novice monk became anxious, “Didn’t you usually say you want to concentrate on doing good, why have you hesitated now?”

“Concentrating on goodness also depends on the situation. Huiqing, you are still young and don’t understand these.” said the monk who has a rough face and strong features.

“I’m not young, I’ve heard the sermon for 30,000,000 years just under the mulberry tree,” the little novice monk argued anxiously, “Masters, you are not doing this right. You obviously have the ability to save people, why not save? Just because we don’t know him?”

The steady old monk who has not spoken all the time spoke, rather helplessly said, “Okay, Huiqing, calm down, we will save it.”

The little novice monk quickly nodded, “Hmm, Huiqing thanked the big Master.”

After deciding to rescue, the six monks gathered together in the capital.

The little novice hurriedly lifted Jian Wushuang, who was still unconscious in his arms, and placed it in front of the six monks.

They looked at each other and then shot together.

One after another Huamang with infinite luck appeared and enveloped Jian Wushuang’s body one after another.

The obscure and incomprehensible ciphertext began to appear, and it slowly rotated.