Legend of Swordsman

I thought it was just an empty shell. At this time, his eyes were opened, and he was almost stunned. His figure was soft and he almost collapsed to the ground.

All Yanxian was startled, and all took a step back, trembling.

That kind of existence is no longer what they can imagine, and naturally it can't afford any struggle.

As the figure in the emperor's clothes opened his golden eyes, he was surrounded by four figures and opened his eyes together.

The trend is surging!

The air seemed to stagnate. The four god-like figures were unsmiling, staring forward.

"Sir, let's retreat and leave..."

Yoshio Yanxian's legs were trembling, and he was already dizzy.

In fact, these four figures are Chen Qing, Di Qing, Spring and Autumn, and Cui Jing. Even the true body of the emperor who is sitting on the throne and wearing the costume of Moyu Liuyun is all unparalleled. fake……

The reason for this is actually helpless.

Originally, Jian Wushuang planned to directly kill some Yan Xian who had inadvertently broken in, but somebody saw the previous scene as soon as he left the hall gate.

Nearly a hundred Yan Xian's battles are imposing, even if more than half of the losses are a huge force.

In addition to Jian Wushuang's strength recovered to the peak after receiving the perception and inheritance of the Six Crow Emperor, the strength of the remaining few people has not been fully restored.

Jian Wushuang did not count him as his strength was restored to Liu Cheng’s unclear conscience.

If you play against this team of more than fifty Yanxian, only a few people with swords can match, even if it is a victory, it is also a terrible victory, not worth the shot.

So he took the initiative to drive these Yanxian away.

But what he didn't think of was that although the group of Yanxian gallbladders were about to be frightened, they had no idea of ​​escape.

Jian Wushuang frowned, secretly glancing at Chen Qing who was standing beside him.

Chen Qingdeng immediately grasped the idea, stepped forward, and screamed directly, "Those who break into heaven, die!"

The sound of Hong Zhong's thunderous explosion thundered Yan Xian's psychological defense.

"Adult, if you go back and go, you will all fold here if you don't go!"

The wretched Yanxian trembles, apparently intending to walk away regardless of the next.

Laocheng Yanxian gritted his teeth without saying a word. He was unwilling. After years of hard work and chance, he found the former heaven. Now he is asked to give up. How can he be reconciled?

Like Chen Qing, who was condensed by Shenfeng, seeing that they had no plans to leave, he took a step forward and prepared to warn him once.

But because of his too big step, he directly pulled the wine gourd hidden in his waist, and even scattered more than ten pieces of black mountain top crystals on the ground.

The sound of a crisp landing sounded, and the wine gourd drew an arc on the jade ground, and the bones rolled to the foot of the old Cheng Yanxian.

The air suffocated.

Lao Cheng Yanxian looked down at the newer gourds at his feet, and then looked at the scattered black mountain top crystals, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

"You guys, posing?"

Chen Qing looked embarrassed and looked at Jian Wushuang.

"War!" The simple word resounded, Jian Wushuang suddenly stepped up from the throne, and an invisible long sword had already condensed in his hand.

"Bring me to death!"

Laocheng Yanxian, who had come back to God, exasperated, "No one stays!"

In an instant, forty-two Yan Xian, forty-two Yan Yan rushed up, and directly fought with Jian Wushuang and others.

Chen Qing directly patted the real sword at the waist, carrying Wan Jun's sword with a bold move forward.

Chunqiu also directly summoned his eight arms and rushed forward.

Cui Jing, the weakest and without the slightest bottom card, was blocked by Chunqiu.

"Unlimited."

A whisper sounded, and Qingqing also started, and a black raven appeared behind him, croaking.

Such a trend directly responds to the forty-two Yan Xian's combined efforts.

"Zheng! Shila..."

The blade was sharp and unmatched, and directly tore the infinite force.

The dark black of Chen Qing, the sword intention of Chen Qing, and the angry eyes of the eight arms of Spring and Autumn all burst at this moment among the public Yanxian.

One sword directly shattered an immortal source of immortals, Jian Wushuang turned around and glanced at the meaning of Qing, and then continued to fight.

Even if the strength is only restored to less than 60%, but the terrible belonging to Jiu Zhuan Dayan Xian was still revealed in the first time.

The black Wubao phase shattered and shattered the fairy source of ten Yanxian directly.

It was only this time that the confrontation came down, and the forty-three Yanxian had dropped by nearly twenty.

The old Cheng Yanxian headed was almost cut off by Jian Wushuang and his sword.

"Adult, and retreat and..."

This time, the insignificant Yanxian's words were never finished, and he looked at the invisible blade of his chest with his eyes wide open.

It was chopped off with a knife, and Wushuang didn't stay at all. His arms held the hilt, and he carried three thousand swords straight down.

The old Cheng Yanxian's horrified eyes were a little full of anger, and then his arms were shocked, and the space around him suddenly changed. At this moment, it seems to reflect a diamond-shaped colorful Huamang, magnificent and fierce.

At the same time, there is a needle-like awning, which emerged from each diamond-shaped Huamang, and all rushed towards Jianwushuang.

Because this is really too fast, Jian Wushuang can't dodge, when even if there are nearly a thousand rays of refracting Huamang, pass through!

The indescribable pain of cutting seemed to shatter his consciousness.

But these are only blocking Jian Wushuang for a moment, the invisible sword in his hand, because of inertia, finally fell heavily on the shoulder of Lao Cheng Yan Xian.

With a sneer, a sharp sword, almost splitting him into two.

He screamed loudly, the pipa bones on his shoulders shattered directly, and blood spewed out.

Jian Wushuang also retreated at the same time, covering her heart, a ray of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Since he came to Dayanhuan, he had cut off the past, and his ancestral luck and divine power were all returned to the divine universe by him, so he had no so-called fairy source.

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He has an intuition that the style of becoming an immortal is enough to crush any source of immortals.

Old Cheng Yanxian, who was also badly injured, stumbled back, and the dynamism surging around him was dimmed.

Perhaps because of the rapid dissipation of Yan Li, the face of Lao Cheng Yan Xian began to change rapidly.

The ordinary face that is quite mature and founder disappears, replaced by a face full of heroism and richness.

After seeing that face clearly, Jian Wushuang's eyes were already dignified.

That face was no one else. It was the three emperors, Gongzi Yu, who participated in the battle for the peach in the realm of Zhenwuyang.

But now, his sudden arrival is obviously beyond Jian Wushuang's imagination.

As the third emperor under Zhenwuyang, how could he appear here at this time?