Legend of Swordsman - #4712 - Chapter 4712

Black robe Yan Xian ’s gaze condensed, and the killing intent revealed, “Old Guy, you will definitely die today!”

“If you are brave enough, come and take it. Although the old man ’s momentum has declined, but Crushing you is just like killing a group of Stinking Insect that’s all. “

No more words left, there are 12 Yanxian left, all of them are dispatched at this moment, enough to control all of the terrifying Yanqi of one heaven. Poured over.

Jian Wushuang frowned, with his current strength, crushing the ordinary three or five Yanxian are difficult, but now there are 12 Yanxian joint shots, unless the three emperors are called out Otherwise, they have one count and one can’t escape!

But the three emperors are now his last life-saving cards. In this wave of eerie and unpredictable life, Jian Wushuang will never show his life until the last moment of a life-threatening life.

He is confident that he can escape even if surrounded by so many Yanxian, but Xiaodijun and the others may never escape.

With all his palms, the more vigorous force directly forced the nearly one hundred ancestors in front of him, led by Jian Wushuang, and began to flee to the sky city gate households!

Chunqiu also evoked eight-armed anger at this time. Under each wave of repression, several ancestors who could not dodge could die!

At this moment, the little emperor, a pair of cold eyes like blood dripping, and his pallid, sick-faced face also turned red.

The number of people in this round of siege is so high, the realm is high, obviously it is really running to kill him!

Death fighting is inevitable, but his end seems destined.

With the horror of a dark purple rising, the thin black robe hunts in a purple robe, and between the palms of one hand, countless purple glows are linked to each other and become the most straight. Long knife.

One of the most common straight chop swings out, but the earth cracked instantly, one after another The tremendous pillars spewed out, with a breath of destruction, burst among those top repairs Come on.

There is no sound, even with the death of every body repair, no one makes a sound, some are just the tragic situation of fighting.

This is a team with clear goals and strict discipline, even Jian Wushuang is unimaginable, who can have such a great energy, organized such a team led by nearly 20 Yanxian, Thousands of ancestral teams.

Is it an emperor? !

There is no answer. At the moment, Jian Wushuang is like a knight-errant Swordsman without emotion. Every time the invisible long sword in his hand swings, he easily reaps several ancestral lives.

After having an eight-arm rage, Chunqiu’s strength soared, and he was barely able to walk in the encirclement circle.

As for the little emperor, as his face became more red, his strength decreased at the speed visible with naked eye. If it were not for the protection of the skinny Little Zi robe, he might have fallen in the encirclement circle.

12 Yan Xian, at this moment all surrounded the little emperor, apparently running for as long as he lives.

Jian Wushuang, not far away, glanced back subconsciously at the oldest paving. The mysterious extreme guardian did not know when it had been disappeared, and no trace of it was left. .

Brushing the day pattern Bone Armor quickly by hand, Jian Wushuang also quickly inserted it into the bowl-yang bottle.

At the same time, the voice of the tall and thin old man passed into his ears from the bowl of Yang bottle, “Little friend, but what is the trouble again? I wait to feel that the outside world is not weak murderous aura. “

Jian Wushuang hearing this, using Divine Consciousness as a voice and passing it into the bottle,” No problem, I am confident that I can leave this place. “

Three Emperors After hearing this, after complied, everything was calm again.

Tian City in Chuan Tianyu began to collapse in a large area. Such a terrible battle has already attracted Law Enforcer in this Tianyu.

Nearly one hundred strong statures in embroidered robes came from all directions.

The middle-aged man, who was the first Yanxian Realm, galloped forward, but was immediately stopped by the Zen ancestor.

One of the ancestors faintly showed a Golden Seal, urn sounded, “Idlers retreat.”

The middle-aged man first had a steady gaze, and then there was no sign of an uproar murderous intention, a beam of diffractive light suddenly slammed ahead, and directly shattered the ancestor-level into powder.

“Idlers retreat? I came here today to ask for your life!”

Shen Shenyin fell, hundreds of embroidered robes descended into the sky, suddenly joined the battle.

A total of five Yanxian, in the moment of joining the battle, made everyone relaxed.

“Little Emperor, Chen Qing is late, and hopes to forgive sins.” Middle-aged man holding a handle of Immortal Qi to wrap around the long sword, forcibly tearing the siege around and coming to the little emperor.

Little Emperor smiled miserably, “Okay, it ’s not too late, this Jingchuan is so big, only you are willing to come and save me.”

One sword flies to several ancestors, Chen Qing’s face was also dignified. “They, maybe have a bitter feeling.”

No longer speaking, Xiao Dijun looked away not far away, that is struggling to surround Jian Wushuang, who tears open a mouthful .

Always silent, he seems to have made a choice in his heart, and has not chosen to leave.

Severe fierce surges from the bottom of my heart, Xiao Dijun ’s frowning brows suddenly sharpened, looking at the top repairers who were like the sea, he smiled gloomyly, his palms quietly surging A burst of purple fire.

A realm of dark color spreads around him, and every inch of the earth is swallowed quickly and madly.

Innumerable pavilions have been turned into powder in this quirky field, while the rest of the black robe in this field has been repaired, only to feel the darkness in front of me, Divine Body seems to have fallen into the quagmire In general, the action starts a little unnatural.

The thin Little Zi robe covered with divine blood dripping blood saw a pity in his eyes.

In his own realm, the little emperor seems to have returned to its original appearance, and the peak realm seems to be still climbing.

Jian Wushuang ’s eyes are real and his eyes are fixed. He can feel that Realm, the emperor, seems to have broken through the layer of shackles and reached another unimaginable point.

The long hair truncated to the shoulders dances in the wind, and the luxurious hunting of mountains and rivers is depicted by gold and silver threads.

A point of casually pointing out, the space will be shattered, and the nearest one, Yan Xian, has n’t even reacted yet, and the chest suddenly shrunk into a ball, and then with the body Source All vanished.

One finger kill!