Legend of Swordsman

Smelly chess basket, I just want to hear the truth, "a large teardrop slid down the naive cheek," My master, is he alive or dead. "

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang no longer looked at the naive, and trembled, "Dead."

Immature childishly, his eyes quickly faded, his body flickered a little, and he planted himself in Jian Wushuang's arms and passed out.

Looking at this once-carefree little fairy boy, now he looks like this, sadness recedes from his eyes, and he goes to the starry sky.

Sword Wushuang lifted his naivety, slowly rising to the starry sky.

The remaining four spacecraft, a total of thirty vain honors, surrounded them in a trend of encirclement.

"Master of Wushuang Palace, hurry up." Dao Yan and the movers of Taoism swept through the statures, looking at the more than thirty vanity eyes.

If it is in the Divine Universe, these vanities do not even have five marks, you can just wave the mountain and kill them.

But now in the virtual universe, the Taoist Taoist can use up to six or seven layers of magical powers, and the Taoist Supreme has already been weak, and he has no time to replenish his divine power, even the destiny Qinglian will suffer irreversible damage.

Confronting these thirty virtual honors, there is no chance of winning!

However, Jian Wushuang did not show any sign of leaving, and the golden gods in his eyes surged against the wind.

"Just repay it with your messy blood."

The voice without any emotional color, just like God's punishment came to the world, only one sentence, and they ended their ending.

This more prosperous star field quietly formed a layer of misty frost, and all the countless creatures under a trace of vanity have unknowingly become an ice sculpture.

The thirty vain princes in this cold age felt strange changes at the same time.

"What's going on, I feel my bone marrow is freezing, and the weak forces are condensing!"

"I said, right, the adults died in the kid's hands, how could we kill him with many people!"

"Run away!"

After the noisy whispers, the thirty virtual princes were scattered as birds and beasts, and turned into black light and scattered in various directions.

Then, each vanity failed to escape, and the moment they turned, they turned into an ice sculpture.

The four seasons in the Tara sword canon is no longer the same today. With a half-step invincible supremacy, you can kill all realms, let alone this group of virtual lords who are at most not more than four marks.

Instantly, the frozen country of the star domain was so understatement that Jian Wushuang was like the **** of gods in charge of punishment. These star domains and vanity that were stained with innocent blood were frozen.

Feeling the coolness coming from the whole body, the man moving the mountain could not help but tighten his tight shirt. He began to discover that Jian Wushuang's unwitting growth had surpassed his cognition.

Dao Yan Supreme was not looking at those frozen esteemed princes, stepped forward, and looked at the thin figure in Jian Wushuang's arms, unable to bear the pain in his heart.

"Is this the young girl under Fengtianzuo?" Tao Yan asked with a tremor.

Swordless eyes sink like water and nodded.

"The son of the deceased has suffered so much, you really deserve to die in the virtual universe!" Dao Yan wept, her face tingling with anger because of her anger.

"I really want to crush them one by one now!" The man on the mountain road looked iron-blue, and punched several ice sculptures with ice on his side.

"In the end, the void universe owes us, and it must be repaid with blood!" Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice, and the last trace of pity in his heart was quickly disappearing.

In the next period of time, the emergence of a powerful young ranger wearing a large black robe scared more than half of the star universe of the virtual universe.

That nightmare figure appeared in one of the star fields, but in half a day, the entire star field vanished as many nirvana disappeared, down to the trafficker's death, and up to six marks of virtual respect, no one soul survived.

A vast force of imagination, as if through the sky, even the strong ancestors of the six ancestors in their respective worlds, it is difficult to escape the end of the dead.

No one side knows what the mysterious ranger looks like, because anyone who has seen that person has long disappeared with the stars.

There was a rumor that the mysterious ranger was sent by the divine universe to revenge, but it was quickly rejected, and there was a sacred rumor that the man was an apostle under the virtual **** seat and broke through the extreme situation and lost his mind, and then began mass slaughter.

When a five-party star field is fully prepared, please call on each of the ancestors to launch a sack attack, but after the failure, the entire universe of the extreme north is silent.

A total of five ancestors who were at the top of the six-marked impoverished state, plus one hundred and ten venerated deities, disappeared strangely overnight.

The five bustling star fields are like wiping away from under the stars, leaving only the black void.

No one knows what happened that night, they can only silently pray for the person who exists like a nightmare and leave soon.

In a lonely starfield, a cosmic boat containing only five people, like Jinghong, jumped forward at a very fast speed.

Jian Wushuang sat on the railing of the bow of the ship, and Changfeng slammed the hunting and hunting of the black robe on his body, inadvertently showing the spirit of killing, making him walk out of the blood of the dead mountain.

"In January, in the twenty-seven star fields, kill eight of the six marks, and twenty-three of the five marks. The rest of the realm is uncountable."

One after another the ordinary numbers emerged from his mind, and soon disappeared.

Today's sword is unparalleled, and the destructiveness of him alone is extremely terrible. He can destroy a virtual country starfield with a wave of his hand, and even the six-mark virtual respect can only walk through a few patterns under his hand.

If it wasn't about to leave the virtual universe, Jian Wushuang would naturally kill the living forces of each star field all the way.

At the same time, he was also a bit strange. The virtual universe seemed a little quiet. Www.readwn.com ~ except for the prosperous star domain sending virtual respect to the extraterrestrial battlefield, there was no movement.

The zombie goddess of that virtual universe, must be able to easily sense the breath of Jian Wushuang, and even the phages parasitic in the virtual universe have no response.

Is it really because it's too low-key?

The naive, who had changed into a white shirt, awakened from his sleep, and after whispering, rushed to the rear of Jian Wushuang, holding the sword's corner tightly with his hand.

For today's naivety, Jian Wushuang regrets it more. Seeing the naivety like a bow-struck bird, he seems to see the ancestor Feng Tian, ​​who is weird in temperament and has a mind-bound universe.

Jian Wushuang jumped off the railing, urging divine power to appease the naive.

Like the naive of a frightened bird, it slowly calmed down, but he couldn't let go of his hands.

The twenty-seven star domains, plus the culprit, the imaginary righteousness, all paid for this little boy.

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