Legend of Swordsman - #4692 - Chapter 4692

Jian Wushuang leaned half in front of the haystack, leisurely said, “I ’m not the emperor in your mouth, but you ’re all you.”

The Spring and Autumn Period did n’t say much, so After a smile, he stopped talking.

“Why did you get caught here as a prisoner?” Jian Wushuang turned to look towards him.

“Because of the defeat,” Chunqiu did not conceal and whispered, “My Father was once an emperor, but died in the war. As the emperor, although I was saved from slaughter, I became a prisoner It ’s not as good as the one who died a year ago. “

” Do you know how many years I have been? “Chunqiu laughed,” I do n’t even know the birth and death of the galaxy in the world. How much Samsara has started. “

” I want to leave here all the time, but in the end it is nothing but extravagant hope. “

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and the confinement between his neck The chains are difficult to lift, which fundamentally limits his ability greatly, and he may die if he is not careful.

So he ca n’t do anything now, ca n’t say, wait for the time.

Time passed by, and a few days later, a few hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the dead prison.

Then nearly ten black robes appeared.

Jian Wushuang, who is slowly recovering Yan Li, just glanced at it, and learned that there are at least two ancestors among these nearly ten people.

One of the slender old man stepped forward to First Step. After glancing at him and Chunqiu, he immediately raised his palm and grabbed them.

Jian Wushuang vision freezes, and at the same time flick away, the ethereal force directly counteracts the thin old man ’s palm print.

The dry old man ’s eyes flashed with horror, and then took a deep breath and said, “Are you going to kill?”

Jian Wushuang glanced at him calmly, then got up and walked slowly Going out, Chunqiu followed.

As he was escorted out of this prison, Jian Wushuang looked into the vast square.

In front of the vast square, there is a quaint bronze giant hall located in the clouds and smoke. The clouds and smoke on it are quite mysterious.

Walking forward, Jian Wushuang at this time is like a dignified emperor, without any consciousness as a prisoner.

Skinny old man was quite angry about this, but judging from the battle just now, this little emperor designated someone to see, by no means he could contend.

Following the spring and autumn behind Jian Wushuang, looking up towards the bronze giant hall, the eyes of the wrinkled eyes twitched slightly, the hatred flashed away, and then calmed down again.

The bronze giant gate of Gundam Hundred zhang opened heavily, hundreds of plumes of smoke flew out of it, turned into chasing birds, and cloud butterflies hovered in front of everyone.

In the depths of the giant palace, wearing a luxurious dress and half leaning on the Chinese bed, opened his eyes towards the outside of the hall.

Four eyes are opposite, the extravagant figure slowly rises, with long hair hanging down to the ground, the faces of boys and girls, the unspeakable charming and charming.

“Welcome to this Emperor’s bedroom, everyone.” He raised an eyebrow and slowly raised his arms.

“I have seen the little emperor.” More than ten black robe guardians knelt and knelt.

Lightly waved, said the extravagant figure of the little emperor lightly said, “Come on, no one is allowed to step into First Step without my order.”

The black robe responded and then exited the great hall in full.

Staying barefoot, the little emperor stretched lazily and walked slowly.

As he walks the First Step, an identical real shadow emerges from behind him, and there are already dozens of real shadows in the originally empty and dead palace.

The rich and extreme dynamism fills every space.

Looking at the more and more silhouettes in front of him, Jian Wushuang’s pupils moved slightly, and he could feel that all the real shadows are the realm of immortality.

This little emperor ’s strength is deep and unmeasurable, even he feels a sense of inexplicable crisis.

A total of nearly a hundred true images are close together, a strong fragrance with a slight fishy smell is coming.

“The newcomer, do you know where I am?” There was a real shadow attached to Jian Wushuang and asked.

Spring and Autumn, who stepped back a few steps, was dreadful, and the dagger was already clenched in his palm.

Jian Wushuang is still like a mountain, just closing his eyes for a moment, and suddenly eyes opened, just like crossing mountains and rivers for a thousand years.

Four eyes are far away, the little emperor smiled quietly, and then applauded, and hundreds of true shadows were all the same.

“It really has several points of ability, but why have n’t I seen you before?” Little Emperor said with a smile, and then looked towards the spring and autumn behind him, “Hey, I have seen You, the son of Fenghua Emperor, Spring and Autumn? “

The face of Spring and Autumn changed drastically, and resentment spread across his face. The right hand clenching the dagger suddenly snapped out, and the powerful force of force directly pierced Xiaodijun’s heart.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he stood there unavoidably.

next moment, the space oscillates with 1 layer of ripples and ripples, and a thin body with a whole body hidden under the purple robe emerges.

At the same time, an even stronger force of strength directly destroyed the offensive of Chunqiu, and all of them hit him.

The spring and autumn were groaned, and the figure was flying ten ten hangs. Fiercely bumped against the bronze gate before barely stopping.

He spit out a big sip of divine blood directly, and at the same time Supreme Treasure scattered with the glow of purple glow one by one.

The little emperor ’s face froze, how could Supreme Treasure scattered from Chunqiu ’s arms not know what it was, and just go through the air, and the Supreme Treasure scattered on the ground would fall on him. In hand.

“This is, Yan Xian under Black Mountain was killed by you ?!” The little emperor looked awkward and waved his hands to kill Spring and Autumn.

However, at this time, Jian Wushuang suddenly stood in front of Spring and Autumn, lightly said, “That Yanxian was killed by me, and it has nothing to do with him.”

Little Emperor withdrew his palm, just As if nothing had happened, hands behind ones back turned and walked slowly.

“The mountain spirit guarding Black Mountain is a fairyland. I really want to know, how do you kill him when you are in chains?”

Death In the great hall, there was a sudden violent blast, and the thin body of the purple robe moved, waving directly to Jian Wushuang.

Mastering the power of Haoding, there is no overflow at all, and even the air has not been swept, but the terror power contained in it makes Jian Wushuang not dare to care, and directly urges the force to resist.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but within the body Yan Li has been adjusted to Peak. If he fights in the next riot, he is confident that he will be able to hit the little emperor.