Legend of Swordsman

That kind of pressure, even his elder sister Sha Qing, and those Da Yanxian monks who easily destroyed the sand demon cave did not have it.

The unspeakable breath, such as Yuanzhu Yuezhi, can't be elusive.

Jian Wushuang did not speculate on Cui Jing's mind. He was not disgusted with the last person left in this sand devil cave, who was also covered with cause and effect and mass murder, but he never said he liked it.

"You are free, you can go where you want to go." Jian Wushuang said softly.

Cui Jing was surprised, and a bit of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

The Sand Devil Cave was destroyed, and he fell ill again. What place is there for him to live in this vast sky?

If he had nowhere to go, but he didn't dare to defy Sword Wushuang, he just stayed where he was.

Chunqiu saw the thoughts in Cui Jing's heart, touched him without trace, and made a wink at him.

Cui Jingxin understood the situation and hurriedly looked up at Jian Wushuang. "Brother Jian, I can't go anywhere. Can I just follow you? From now on, you will follow."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and did not agree with him, just said, "After you finish the injury, make plans, and it is too early to say anything."

After saying this, Jian Wushuang will no longer drive him away.

Cui Jing heard the words, rejoicing in his heart, and hurriedly arched his hands, "Thank you, Brother Jian."

Finally took a look at this re-sealed old court, Jian Wushuang turned around, carrying four figures, and soon disappeared into the vast void.

This time I went to the battle of the North Celestial State, the son died, and the Celestial State of the North Celestial State was destroyed. The Celestial Bone Armor, which was about to be obtained, also disappeared completely.

In fact, this time there was a lot of turmoil in Beitian Xianzhou.

From Jian Wushuang and others to Xianzhou, there is the mysterious Dingxiu and Yanxian selling Heishan Dingjing on the street.

Then the mysterious Seven Swordsmen appeared, completely disrupted, and wanted to put the son to death in the heavenly hall of Xiaoxianzhou.

The most beautiful thing was to make Jian Wushuang unimaginable. Zheng Ying, the beautiful woman he saved during the original voyage, was also at the last moment. Fairy source.

It was only within these days that an emperor died.

All the killings seem to be the same, but they also seem to have been planned.

Thousands of thoughts, I am afraid that even the real Wuyang Emperor can hardly find out the complexity of this situation.

But the only thing up to now, Jian Wushuang can be sure that Zheng Ying will never be with those seven swordsmen.

She is like a ghost, with a very close purpose, once she succeeds, she disappears completely without a trace.

But if it's really not a gang, it's too coincidental to start working on the son's ink on the same night.

Today, only one of the seven swordsmen died, that is, the heroic woman dressed as a man, who had hung on the walls of the Sand Devil Cave together, but it has long disappeared.

I am afraid that only by finding her can I ask what happened in Beitianxianzhou.

The silver bell mother with the sky-shaped bone armor, the heroic woman left by the seven swordsmen, Zheng Ying who cut off the ink head of the son.

Now these three have disappeared, adding a bit of mystery to the already destroyed North Heavenly State.

Even if the surface of the water is calm, no one knows what kind of undercurrent is under the surface of the water.

When I came, only Chen Qing and Chunqiu were around me. When I returned, there were more Qing and Cui Jing around me.

For the two guys who stayed beside him, Jian Wushuang didn't know how to express his position, but could only wait and see.

At this time, they are deep in the void, and countless heavenly planes are dotted in the world like stars.

However, these are only in Dasiyu. For the entire unknown Dayanhuan, it is just a drop in the ocean and unimaginable.

After simple thinking, Jian Wushuang decided to return to the Six Heaven Realm.

In any case, it is also the place where he is currently located, and the place closest to Dasiyu to Gaotianting, and perhaps more ancient secrets can be obtained.

Jian Wushuang had already made a decision in his heart. After returning to the Six-Day Realm and refinishing, he tried his best to search for the whereabouts of the silver bell mother.

Then go to the so-called celestial world of heaven and see if you can resolve your own causation and mass murder.

For the unknown heavenly Buddha realm, Jian Wushuang in the Ming and Ming feels that it will never be simple. The two great Yanxian in the same air and the silence are too murderous, and there is still the enlightenment of the monk.

‘Perhaps, there should be more monks like empty wheels in the heavenly Buddha realm. "Jian Wushuang secretly said in his heart.

Five figures, shuttle through the void, and continue to fly towards the vast void.

When he arrived, he shattered the snow on his shoulders, and the world was bold.

At the end of the day, there was nothing in both hands, but it seemed like a thousand pieces, silent and silent.

The people who have already achieved the position of Yanxian have evaded all common things, but with the barrel of Chen Qing, they are destined to return home and do not know so calm.

Cui Jing's eyes lit up before him with all kinds of pleadings, and had the same smell. Eventually, Jian Wushuang was persuaded.

Then stopped at a plane with plenty of energy and rested to drink.

This azimuthal celestial field is vast and has dozens of continental distributions. It can also be regarded as a super celestial field in this large division.

Moreover, Yan Xian in the past is not a rare sight. There are Yan Xian who still breaks down the red dust, just like Chen Qing, the lower realm is accompanied by wine.

But Yan Xian is a minority after all, not even the top repair.

Going down to Fang Tianyu, I randomly found a restaurant on the mainland, and these five figures entered it.

An altar was aged and served in turn, with more than one hundred thousand catties of liquor.

Cui Jing~www.readwn.com~, who shares the smell of Chen Qing, started to shove wine with each other.

Jian Wushuang, holding a pot of exquisite binaural hip flask in one hand, sat against the window, and looked deep into the street outside the window, wondering what he was thinking about.

Di Qing, who is not interested in these old brews, is secretly looking at the guy sitting opposite.

Di Qing always felt that he carried a lot of secrets in his body, but he was very clear and clean, and there was an indescribable contradiction.

"Take care of him, the six crows of Heavenly Emperor have the hand, I will not be too late." Di Qing thought so, and then looked leisurely out the window.

He has no idea how many years have been quiet on the hibiscus tree. He is full of curiosity about everything. If it is not bound by the sword, he may not be able to wait for it. He wants to destroy several heavens and have fun.

At the time of the people's laziness, there were a lot of streets that had been repaired, and the sky was completely dark.

"Boom!"

Several extremely powerful breaths, such as the dark clouds covering the top, dispersed and fell.