Legend of Swordsman - #4711 - Chapter 4711

If the little emperor dies in this siege, then the promise between the two of them will be countless, and he will be alone, looking for everything hidden behind the mist.

Various thoughts rise simultaneously in the mind, Jian Wushuang did not make any statement.

At this moment, all the top repairs in this Tian City have escaped. The vast city is so dead that there is only breathing sound.

The body of nearly a thousand roads is surrounded by all directions, with a careful killing intent in caution.

The tantalizing forces linked to each other are transformed into the strongest prison cages, covering the entire Tian City.

The little emperor was extremely calm, standing in the same place, with both hands neither too fast nor too slow correcting the luxuriant clothing, and then tightly tightening the jade belt around his waist, pulling out a slender soft sword.

This is the first time Jian Wushuang has seen him shot, a unique and lonely atmosphere surging.

Next, Xiaodijun lifted the soft sword in his hand and did not hesitate to cut off the long hair from his back to his waist.

All the half steps back with no trace of body shape, the eyes with Sen Leng ’s death intentions are still unabated.

“It is this Eminence to let you know the whereabouts of this Eminence, but if you want the life of this Eminence, you have to see if you have that qualification.”

Little The emperor’s eyes slowly swept over everyone, and the long hair cut in his hand fell to the ground.

Silent death battle begins quietly!

With a sword out, Supreme’s power is like a thundering dragon rushing towards the nearest black robed man.

There is a weaker realm who was strangled on the spot by the sword intent that Yan Yan turned into.

Holding a slender soft sword, the little emperor entered the unmanned land, and at the same time as the sword was cut out, another strikes came out.

It is just a few minutes, and dozens of ancestors have fallen into his hands.

But when the nearly 15 Yanxian came around, the little emperor who gained the upper hand suddenly fell off.

At most, he is in Yanxian Peak Realm, how can he resist 15 killing move that is also Yanxian?

Fingered with one finger, centering on his waist and abdomen, the little emperor retreated half step back, and a hint of red appeared on both sides of the cheek.

Luxury clothing was torn and there was a dive of blood spilled.

At the same time, 15 Yan Xian and 15 Supreme Yan forces were combined into one and shot at the little emperor.

Just at this moment of life and death, Jian Wushuang took action, including the palm of the surging sword intent, directly over him and facing forward!

The polar day flashed over, and the layers of shock waves made the ancestors unable to take action in this blasted center.

One enemy fifteen!

Jian Wushuang withdrew First Step heavily, completely canceling out the 15 Yanxian ’s combined effort.

Little Emperor opened his eyes wide and looked at him with some meaning.

“I don’t want to die, I try my best to kill this place.” Jian Wushuang didn’t look back, his voice was low.

Little Emperor hearing this, smiled slightly, “understand.”

15 After looking at each other, Yan Xian, who was also repelled, ran forward again, using more than before The violent ferocity surrounded the three.

Jian Wushuang obviously did n’t want to fight a protracted battle. In order to cause more extensive destruction immediately, he directly released Ancestral Technique Heaven Sect.

The sky-covering giant finger breaks open the barrier of the cage on the sky dome, like thousands of sun sinking.

All black robed men feel a strong sense of crisis and try to avoid it.

However, when the Quan Sect Heaven Sect was completely released, there were hundreds of ancestors trying to resist, and they died on the spot and turned into nothing!

Even the pavilions in Tian City are under this style, forcibly erasing a gap.

With the dissipation of Heaven Sect, a more majestic horror Sword Dao poured out into Sword Dao Changhe press forward!

An ancestor-level body died on the spot, and even a black robe Yan Xian was accidentally cut off half of the Divine Body.

The little emperor is located on the side of Jian Wushuang, and the extravagant clothes are floating in the air, so he can easily grab any ancestor who comes forward.

Three pairs of thousands, which is impossible and crazy.

Although the ancestors have done little damage to Jian Wushuang and Xiaodijun, but they attracted damage, the 15 Yanxian still caused great trouble to the two.

One sword lured the first Yan Xian who was approaching first, Jian Wushuang directly released the vast sword intent, barely blocking them.

At the same time, more than ten purple robes rushed to death from a distance.

“Little Emperor, the big companion is late.” The thin Little Zi robe directly shakes his arms to open a group of ancestors, blocking him in front of the little emperor.

“Not late, just came,” Xiaodijun smiled, “And follow me to rush out!”

After the words were finished, the vigorous vigour unraveled and swept the sky. Shino!

The spring and autumn are hard to support, but he is an ancestor. Without the protection of Jian Wushuang, I am afraid that he has already been strangled as a fan.

Do n’t be reconciled to this, he reached out and took out the eight-arm colored pottery previously given to him by Jian Wushuang.

The eight-arm colored pottery rises in the hands of the spring and autumn, but in a flash, it grows into a shocking eight-armed arrogant Luohan.

“It’s done!” Chunqiu smiled excitedly, and even for Wuerhuang’s terrifying strength, even Jian Wushuang would not dare to underestimate.

The full-formed eight-armed wrath is almost at the same level as the whirling old Ancestor.

For some reason, the old Ancestor is far beyond the ordinary Yanxian peak, reaching a more profound and mysterious Realm.

And the eight-armed angry eyes have naturally exceeded Yanxian peak, reaching a certain unknown level.

Looking at the nearly ugly ten thousand zhang figure, all black robed man is subconsciously stopped for a moment.

This is the moment, a total of eight black gold hand palms, with an unstoppable momentum, fell towards the ground and fell.

“hong long long!”

Yanxian is squeezed and crushed on the spot because the dodge is not enough, the ancestor level is also disappeared into one after another, and the nutrients are eight The arms were absorbed with anger.

“Brother Jian, go away!” Chunqiu turned his head and screamed, “It’s too late to leave again!”

Jian Wushuang ordered nodded and reached out to call out Heaven Sect Extremely good, fight for the opportunity to escape.

The giant palm covered by thousands of Divine Weapon descended from Heaven Sect, and fell to the ground cover.

But not waiting for Jian Wushuang to speak, the thin Little Zi robe stepped out of the First Step, slowly pulled down the hood on his head, revealing an old cheek covered with scars of the gully, “I want to take The life of First Young Master must pass the level of old man, even your master can’t help it, let alone you bastard? “