Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang is really hard to say. Originally thinking of taking advantage of them to leave, he could call out the three emperors to end the battle. He never wanted to turn back again, which made Jian Wushuang's hard state of mind a little loose, but extremely helpless .

Looking at the appearance of his strong crossbow, he was considering whether to kick it off, and then two or three strong breaths appeared.

Chen Qing and the thin purple robe directly framed the little emperor.

Chen Qing embarrassed, "Brother, I'm sorry, we have to take the little emperor away."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, secretly relieved, and then quickly spoke, "Hurry away."

Chen Qing nodded and stood ready to leave with the little emperor.

"No, I can't leave." The little emperor struggled.

Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I'll be there later."

"really?"

"really."

Affirmed, Xiaodijun nodded with satisfaction, then fainted.

Immediately afterwards, Chunqiu arrived and laughed, "Brother Jian, it's time to fight side by side again."

Jian Wushuang reported with a smile, turned around and looked at the little emperor who had gone away, secretly relieved, and then freed up a hand to open the bottle stopper, "Every emperor, Jianmou asked for help."

"Good boy, he is so suffocated that the emperor is almost unable to hold his breath in the bottle!" The real shadow of the prestigious old man with long beard and long beard emerged from the bottle.

Then an old man with a bizarre double pupil followed, and finally the tall, thin old man.

With the true shadows of the three imperial clothes worn out, the entire Jingchuan reached the edge of collapse.

Their appearance reversed the entire Tiancheng battle almost instantly.

As the first digital Yanxian, after seeing this scene, his eyebrows jumped violently at the same time, and the figure drilled out of nowhere actually had a weird ripple floating on each body.

"Why do these guys have some familiar breath on them?" The tall, thin old man moved.

"No matter who they are, let's kill them first!" The old man of Weiyi stubbornly drank and immediately flicked his sleeves. The wait for the supreme majesty pressure squeezed away almost for a moment.

The power that belongs to another level directly withstands the pressure of the nearly a thousand ancestors, which makes Jian Wushuang one by one, and can free his hands.

The three emperors shot at the same time, almost already laid the ending.

The general situation was easily broken, and the three emperors rushed forward almost with a smile. With each wave of their hands, all the ancestors of the ancestors vanished, and even those Yanxian could not compete.

If this emperor's true soul, Jian Wushuang can still barely balance, then at the moment these three emperors appear, even he has only the part to kill.

From Wanmutian's taking away the Three Emperors, Jian Wushuang has a kind of unreal feeling, and these three supremely powerful helpers are almost confused, almost giving him the most terrible card directly in Dayan Huan. .

Just the state of the true soul, it is easy to kill the current repair, Jian Wushuang dare not imagine, if this is the real body of the emperor, what a terrible strength?

Looking at the almost ruined three emperors, Chun Qiu, who had already held the life and death coexisted, widened his eyes, and then looked at Jian Wushuang and smiled bitterly, "Brother Jian, when we went to Wanmutian, we did not come hard. , Or I ’m afraid we ’re already outrageous. "

Jian Wushuang took this for granted. If Yang Jun, the true shadow of the tall and thin old man, was desperate at that time, they would absolutely not be able to stand here now.

At the same time, it can also be seen that Xiaodijun sent them both to Wanmutian, and apparently wanted to use the hands of the three emperors to erase them.

As a result, the image of Xiaodijun was much worse in Jian Wushuang's heart.

He had already figured it out in his mind, and after he cleared the enemies under his eyes, he and Chunqiu walked away.

Even if his little emperor has even greater energy, he can still extend his palm to the entire Dayanhuan?

After making the decision, Jian Wushuang did not have any hesitation anymore, and lifted up the sky, and the whole person turned into a sword with the most sharp edge, stab forward straight.

This tragic battle eventually turned into one-sided slaughter with the arrival of the Three Emperors.

With the tragic howl, the last Yan Xian was directly crushed by the Weiyi old man!

At this point, there are only less than one hundred ancestors left in the mighty siege army!

"Leave, let us go ..." The head of the black robe ancestor stepped back slowly, his eyes showing despair.

Jian Wushuang was cold-eyed, and stretched his hand to hold in the air, and the black robe ancestor covered his neck in pain and struggled.

"Who sent you, why did you kill him?"

Asked one after another, all the surviving ancestors in black robes were horrified. If they said it, it would be no different from the immediate death sentence.

"Say!" Jian Wushuang's sharp brows twisted into a Sichuan shape, and he increased his strength.

Feeling the real life-and-death horror, the hard-breathed black robe ancestors never dared to hide, "I don't know, I'm a father, a son ..."

Without saying a word, the strange dark light directly emerged from his chest, burning his source!

The remaining black robe ancestors saw it, and their faces were all horrified. At this moment, they all scattered and fled!

Looking at the figure scattered in all directions, the old man with heavy pupils snorted coldly, and the four pupils in his eyes turned strangely.

At the next moment, the entire sky dome suddenly became dark. With the darkness, there were countless strange eyeballs like the sun!

All escaping black robe ancestors only felt that when they entered the mud, the air around them began to stagnate.

Then they subconsciously looked at the sky dome, and faced with the countless big eye-like eyes.

There seemed to be something that was quickly stripped from their bodies, and at the same time, the life that was so long that it almost had no end began to reverse ...

Each pupil of Dingxiu changed from panic to godlessness ~ www.readwn.com ~ finally died, and then fell straight to the ground like the same mud.

Jian Wushuang's true look, at the same time that these tops were cultivating and declining, the roots poured into the eyeballs in the sky.

This kind of mighty power should be the magical power of the old double pupil.

"Make another killing, guilty and guilty, and Suhe old man will come with me to reflect on it carefully." The tall, thin old man looked serious, holding the old man with heavy pupils.

The old man with heavy pupils withdrew his magical power, and squinted his lips in disdain. "Come on, you two Yanxian who have been killed, I am afraid that even the Heavenly Court can't hold it. How dare you say it is a killing industry?"

"Look, the killing heart is about to cover up the original heart, it seems that the emperor will be necessary to guide you in the future." The tall and thin old man said with a curse.

"Okay, don't say a few words," the elder Weiyi said, and then looked at Jian Wushuang, "Xiaoyou's next plan?"

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