Legend of Swordsman
Chapter 4848: Damn it
Di Qing also opened his eyes and looked at it, and then the old **** was sitting there, closing his eyes and raising his mind.
He has never been interested in the results that have been doomed before he even started.
A simple argument on the sword will begin in the Tiangong.
The little emperor who does not take the sword as his way, will soon converge on the sword way, and even in the ancestor level, he will be able to fight against the sword immortal.
Even Jian Wushuang can immediately defeat him by releasing any form of Xinghe Lake, Jianyi.
But he didn't do it. This is an innocent and elegant sword. No matter who wins or loses, it's just a matter of rising.
Swords are spreading like magnificent flying fish, magnificent.
Jian Wushuang holds the real sword, only to resist.
But the little emperor didn't know whether it was the rise of alcoholism, or he couldn't help it. The energetic swords slashed down vigorously, and even the diffusing power of the air was cut off.
The atmosphere became more subtle.
Originally a relaxed discussion of the sword, as the little emperor passed by, and the murderous sword intentions raged, all Yanxian present at the scene looked dignified.
Chunqiu had already put his palm on the short dagger at his waist, and he was already light-hearted, waiting for Jian Wushuang to get any trauma, he could burst in an instant.
Cui Jing saw the breath of change in spring and autumn, but also dignified, and also pressed the black stick around his waist.
Di Qing has kept his eyes closed and nourished himself, and seems not to care about everything that happens outside.
Zhao Ting's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he seemed to be planning something.
Wei Liujia's face was even more anxious. In his view, Jian Wushuang was forced to retreat, apparently not Xiao Xiaojun's opponent.
But the two-sided color of the sword is quite calm from beginning to end, even if it is faced with the sword style that emerges from the murder, it is easily resolved.
When resisting to 767 swords, the mutation became abrupt.
The real sword in Jian Wu's hands without any signs broke into two sections, and Xiao Dijun's powerful sword was also severely cut on his shoulders, smashing its entire pipa bone directly!
Chunqiu and Cui Jing got up directly, but then they were suddenly held by Chen Qing.
"Don't want to let the Sword Brothers do something, don't disturb!"
The atmosphere was dead, and the little emperor seemed to be sober from the drink, and his eyes were shocked. He unconsciously released the sword handle and touched him, "Sword, Brother Brother, I didn't mean it."
Jian Wushuang stepped back half a step, avoiding his palms, and his complexion remained unchanged. "It's okay, when it comes to swords, there will be some injuries."
After he finished speaking, he reached out and took the soft sword from the bone of the pipa and threw it to the little emperor.
"I was so overwhelmed with alcohol that I left first."
Jian Wushuang turned and left, and drops of blood dropped from his shoulders and printed on the ground.
Originally closed eyes and nourishing the mind, Qing Qing opened her eyes and looked at other people, and directly followed Jian Wushuang.
Chunqiu immediately opened Chen Qing's palm and left quickly.
Then Cui Jing also left directly.
Zhao Ting and Wei Liujia glanced at the little emperor and left.
Soon, Chen Qing and some Yanxian guards were left in this huge palace.
"Little Emperor," Chen Qing got up, and his complexion changed slightly, "You are too impulsive..."
"Get off." He looked straight at the door of the hall where the hole opened.
Chen Qingwei sighed and left without saying much.
Heaven is dead.
The little emperor's complexion turned from pale to ruddy, and the roots of the palms of his palms clenching the hilt were pale.
"Damn it!"
He was furious, and with a real sword, he suddenly chopped the case where Zhen Wei was set aside and overturned it.
"Damn it! Damn it, are you going to take the seat!"
The little emperor was completely angry, and his face was almost mad. He wielded his sword and overthrew all the plans, making the entire Tiangong chaos.
The thin purple robe has been standing behind him, neither blocking nor speaking.
"A group of **** things, can't tell who the owner is, when this seat is air? This seat is Chu Jun, the future emperor of Dasiyu!"
A louder anger resounded in the Temple of Heaven.
When his voice gradually weakened, the thin purple robe stepped forward in time and handed a white silk cloth, "Your Highness is angry."
Little Emperor coughed heavily, holding the silk cloth tightly around the corner of his mouth, "Sword Wushuang! Sword Wushuang! You **** it!"
"Did you see it? With this one, he didn't even use any swordsmanship. He looked down on me! He didn't even see me from beginning to end!"
"It's not just him alone. Did you see the group of guys he brought back? Did everyone dare to go back to their seats?! Especially after I slashed the sword with Wushuang, the group of guys he brought back dare Want to do it to me?"
The thin purple robe has been quietly listening, and at the end, he said quietly, "His Royal Highness, you forgot, Jian Wushuang is not your subject, but your friend, you should not govern that subject Put it on him."
"Even if you want to take the seat?" The little emperor's voice was slightly angry.
"Don't dare, I'm just saying what I should say, Jian Wushuang is not your subject, but a friend." Slender Xiao Zi robe finished, looking at him meaningfully.
"Friend? My son has no brothers, how could there be friends?" His voice could not hear any emotions, empty and unknown.
I don’t know how long after that, Xiao Dijun turned his head to look at the thin purple robe, "Do you know how the real sword in Jian Wu's hands broke?"
"I used my hands and feet to destroy the Jianxin deliberately before. I made this kind of hands and feet deliberately to win him once. Are you ridiculous?"
The thin purple robe whispered, "Your Highness did nothing wrong, but this kind of percussion can only be used between the subjects."
The little emperor said again, "Is this sword completely cut off the connection between us?"
"Yes, no."
"I want to make up, how to do it?"
"apologize."
...
In the spacious hall, UU reads www.ww. uukanshu.com has a depressed and dull atmosphere.
Jian Wushuangjing sat in front of a case and closed his eyes to refresh himself, as if nothing had happened.
Chunqiu looked cold, and his palm had never left the hilt in his waist.
Di Qing sat next to him in the same posture, with some playful meaning in his eyes.
"It's not like your style of acting. I've accompanied you along the way and figured out your character, but today this scene still made me unexpected."
"You didn't touch him, are you afraid of Zhen Wuyang behind him, or are you treating him as a friend?"
Jian Wushuang opened his eyes, "Zhen Wuyang? I have never been afraid for a moment. As for him as a friend? I never even thought about it."
"This sword is considered to be something he gave me back."
Nodding secretly, nodded secretly, a guy who participated in the assassination of the five emperors' sons, and had a fight with the second emperor's sons.
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