Legend of Swordsman

The face of spring and autumn has changed greatly, and the supreme breath that has penetrated the world has definitely surpassed the black mountain Yanxian!

Instead, Jian Wushuang was very calm, carrying both hands and looking forward.

"Sword, Brother Xiong, I think we should leave now, I'm afraid it's not something we can deal with ..." Chunqiu's voice trembled, and he had already retreated.

In his view, leaving does not necessarily mean death, but leaving a certain death on the spot.

Even if he believed in Jian Wushuang again, it was difficult to imagine how the realm of Yanli was imprisoned, how to fight the supreme aura at the moment.

As the horror winds raged, the entire Chisha wasteland turned into that giant face!

Jian Wushuang and Chunqiu stood on the nose of the giant face.

The two rounds of dark eyes like the abyss of the abyss, like the borderless Black Sea, make people look at it and fall into the abyss.

"Brother Jian, it's too late to leave." A cold sweat poured from the spring and autumn temples.

Jian Wushuang heard the words and looked at him, "Don't you want to go back and become a prisoner looking at the Milky Way?"

Chunqiu was shocked, and the dark and extreme past came back to his heart, and then his eyes gradually firmed, and he gritted his teeth, "Then give it a try!"

The red sand wasteland is sinking and condensed on the giant surface, besides standing the sword Wushuang duo, there is another body like a quicksand gathering.

It was a figure wearing a splendid emperor's costume. Although the emperor's costume had been damaged, it was still difficult to conceal its prestige.

The dry and long hair resembles dry grass, swaying with the wind. The tall and thin old man in the emperor's clothes is bare feet, and he looks like a ruthless emperor.

It's just that the tall, thin old man is especially bad-looking, "It's the real Wuyang Lao Er under the dog? Who gave you the confidence to disturb the emperor?"

The side of the spring and autumn whispered carefully to Jian Wushuang popular science, "The old Wu Yang in his mouth is the emperor of the little emperor."

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, then directly pulled out the invisible sword, and the surging sword swept up.

Although he had been promoted to Yanxian, he was firmly suppressed by the chain of imprisonment, but fortunately his swordsmanship was not suppressed, so Jian Wushuang was confident and could fight Yanxian Realm!

Obviously, this tall and thin old man who claimed to be an emperor had already broken his body, and this is just his real soul right now.

If it is really fighting, Jian Wushuang is confident that even if it is difficult to win, he can retreat.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to completely wipe out the ten thousand eyes today." Jian Wushuang said in a condensed voice.

The tall, thin old man narrowed his eyes narrowly, "Boy with no hair tied up, dare to speak wildly? Will it be overthrown, but this emperor turned his hands, it is so ..."

No longer ignoring him, Jian Wushuang directly bowed slightly, and a longitudinal sweep raised his invisible sword in his hand and cut him.

Chunqiu also set off at the same time, with a move in both hands, and a fate puppet out of the octagonal fuzhuo, he ran along.

"Dare to bully this emperor, to death!" The tall, thin old man exasperated, nearly a hundred red sand giant pillars, rushing from behind him, like a meridian deep in the earth's core, stunned Xiang Jianwushuang.

The earthquake shook and the cracks shattered the sky.

Chisha Juzhu directly wrapped the two of them and began to nibble.

The tall, thin old man rose above the sky, sitting on a throne condensed by Chisha, and looked leisurely in front of the battle in the void.

Although Jian Wushuang's breath made the tall, thin old man palpitate, he was confident that he was an immortal existence in this red sand world, even if the real Wuyang arrived, he would dare to fight three points!

The red sand giant pillars are intertwined with each other, forming a rounded trend. Jianwushuang and Chunqiu are in it, and they can easily feel the rapid disappearance of the diffusivity in the body.

At the same time, this red sand is extremely mobile and can easily absorb and wipe out most attacks, which is extremely tricky.

Another sword was bombarded, but it only shattered a crack in Chisha, and soon disappeared again.

Seeing that the siege was getting tighter and tighter, Jian Wushuang no longer hides his clumsiness, stabbing with no fancy sword.

Wushuang Kendo, Xinghehuhai Jianyi first form, star.

The sword intention rose into the sky, and Wushuangbao emerged behind him, turning into the most arrogant sword, straight ahead!

Hundreds of swords and swords studded into the sky, bursting out of the red sand.

The tall, thin old man sitting on the throne changed suddenly, and looked down shocked.

At the next moment, the most shocking martyr burst under the entire sky dome.

Chisha, Liuyun, and the sky, all shattered at this moment!

Jian Wushuang closed his sword and stood, looking directly at the sky dome.

"Good boy, you succeeded in angering the emperor!" Angrily rushed to the crown, the tall, thin old man angrily shattered the throne under him, turned into a thick golden light, and shot toward the sword.

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, suddenly raised his left palm, and faced up without retreating.

Chunqiu was also at this time, tolerating the paralysis of the meridians and releasing the magnificent force!

"Boom!"

Three magnificent collisions of extreme strength directly tore the small world.

Jian Wushuang retreated half a step and quickly waved his palms to wipe the dust that filled the sky. Only then did he see the half-shadow of the tall, thin old man on the misty sky.

On the side of the spring and autumn, a big spit of smoke and dust spit out, and then watched from the left and right, "Human, wouldn't it be taken directly?"

"Actually ran, chasing!" Jian Wushuang's eyebrows were startled, and he darted forward and ran forward.

Chunqiu was stunned, and then followed closely.

Far away from this small sand world, under the dim sky dome, a slightly embarrassed figure fled into a hurry.

It was the tall, thin old man who was full of Fan and yelling.

"Damn Zhenwu Yang Lao, this emperor has been dead for so many years, and he didn't plan to let it go. Wait, I will go back to move the rescuers and kill all your dog legs first!

Jian Wushuang's speed is extremely fast ~ www.readwn.com ~ Almost every breath, it can cross a world of hundreds of millions of miles.

This is due to the fact that he first strayed into Dayan Huan and lay down a kind of magical power that he had realized for 500,000 years, named Shanhe Yinian.

Wherever the heart thinks, mountains and rivers come.

Moreover, the power consumption of this little supernatural power is almost negligible, and the current situation has become an important method of swordsmanship.

With the blessing of mountains and rivers, almost in a few moments, he approached the tall and thin old man who was still fleeing in embarrassment.

In the spring and autumn, Jian Wushuang's figure was also invisible.

Perceiving the sudden burst of air behind him, the tall, thin old man looked back subconsciously, and at this glance, the suddenly scared spirits were scattered.

Jian Wushuang didn't know when he had followed, the sharp invisible sword in his hand was almost going to be cut.

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