Legend of Swordsman - #4714 - Chapter 4714

Jian Wushuang always seems like an understood clearly in the mind, not in a hurry and impetuous appearance. From the perspective of Xiaodijun, it seems that everyone around him is not like him, and he is a maverick .

The invisible sword intent emerged quietly, condensing around him.

One way …

Ten ways …

Thousand ways!

Innumerable invisible long swords were lifted up into the sky and turned into horrible awns, hanging above the head of every black robe.

A great horror between life and death surged in everyone’s heart, even Yan Xian, felt a chill in the sword curtain.

Chen Qing, who was escorting the little emperor, looked back at this scene in shock. There was a deep fear in his eyes flashing before turning around.

Jian Wushuang’s body-wrapped clothing is like a lone sword left alone in the world. No one can see through his thoughts and thoughts. As he moves forward on each step, it hangs in the sky. Above the sword curtain, he surged forward.

There are ancestor-level top-level repairs that traverse boldly, tentatively stepping out of the First Step, there are swords in the sky, and a sword will be cut!

“pu chi” is so subtle that it can no longer be subtle, just like the sound of dying, it sounds in this impending shattered Tian City.

The ancestor-level top repair was crushed into powder, and even within the body Source was broken together, there is no possibility of resurrection!

It was just a sword intent, which killed a ancestor level. Looking at the densely packed sword curtain on the sky dome, all the ancestor levels were subconsciously retreated from the First Step, and their faces were all horrified.

For a time, even a few Yanxian did not dare to act blindly without thinking.

Jian Wushuang glanced coldly at all of them, and his footsteps accelerated slightly.

Although the sky is full of swords, he knows that if he really wants to get started, these swords can kill at least one hundred ancestors, and if the eight Yanxian join forces, I am afraid the effect will be greatly reduced.

So Jian Wushuang is betting that they dare not step forward.

Once you are out of this Tian City, it is much easier to escape.

But going forward is not only a few li, those Yan Xian glanced at each other, and a very ruthless outflow emerged, no matter what the sword curtain in the sky was, they joined forces to siege up!

Jian Wushuang heart startled, almost not even think of the release of the sword curtain.

However, this sword curtain has a deterrent effect on the ancestral top repair, but it is still somewhat weak for the joint force of Yanxian.

First, one black robe Yan Xian waved threw away with a force of Yan, swayed all the nearby sword curtains straight, and went straight to Jian Wushuang to kill.

“Boy, no matter who you are, leave your life here today!” Eight Yan Xian rushed forward together, Yan Yan in their hands unrolled bolt of white silk changes, went straight Jian Wushuang went around.

The majestic force of terror turned into a big net cover. After Jian Wushuang pushed Spring and Autumn far away from the battle circle, he snorted coldly and held a long sword to face up.

In a flash of ten myriad swords, the leading black robe Yan Xian just waved his palms and came out of the town, suddenly felt a sharp sword intent split open space, stab directly.

At the crucial moment, he made the most correct choice. His body suddenly slanted, and most of his left body instantly shattered.

The Divine Body was broken, and the unbearable severe pain made him cry. A fluke of expression even lingered in his eyes, but the word glow that broke out completely at the next moment was torn into pieces.

All of the top repairs are crazy, no one cares about the strength of Jian Wushuang, and they are all overwhelmed like torrents.

If the little emperor escapes, they have a chance to count, and there is no possibility of survival when they return to life. Only by killing him completely can they survive!

Jian Wushuang’s face changed for a moment. At this moment, all the boundless vigorous power, all rushed down to him, and the entire vast Tian City was all under this terrifying pressure.Huawei Youfan.

He did n’t hesitate anymore, he directly led the sword and kneaded the two styles of Wushuang Sword Dao ’s Galaxy into one form, forming the absolute sword of press forward!

Inviting the sky, the imposing manner that is trying to suppress the sky is climbing rapidly, and then resolutely hit the general trend of more than 500 people and seven Yanxian combined forces!

There is a giant gleam flashing in the galloping, the earth passing through the Chuantian domain is cracking, like the deep craze of the crater, the earth is cracked and the earth is extremely unbearable.

To know that the strength of each of the heavens in this great Yan Huan is far stronger than any place in the Divine Force universe!

Even they do n’t have any comparability between them. The place that can hold fairy sitting and cultivation is already the ultimate place of Heaven and Earth.

But Rao is such a heaven, and both of them collapsed and started to collapse.

The little emperor who was being surrounded by Chen Qing and the thin Little Zi robe, after feeling the power of this destroying heaven extinguishing earth, a pale red suddenly appeared on his pale face. .

Then he suddenly broke free from Chen Qing and stomped on First Step, stepping directly on the waist of his eight-armed fury, and one took advantage of looking towards and galloping behind him.

“Little Emperor!” Chen Qing shouted anxiously, but he could not stop it. He could only watch the little emperor’s figure go away.

And the thin Little Zi robe called Daban, without any hesitation, almost returned at the moment when Xiaodi Jundong left.

Chen Qing clenched the teeth, and then flew towards the back of the fierce battle.

The spring and autumn sitting on the shoulders with eight arms glaring shoulders are also a bit dazed. For him, the little emperor went back to die, which was regarded as the hatred and resentment in his heart, but he thought of that again by the Jian Wushuang after strength of oneself breaks.

The eight arms under the pause stopped in anger, and Chunqiu turned back and looked away, the figure like moth flies into the flame.

next moment, he also flew back in the same way, without any hesitation!

‘Little emperor? It is still a pleasure to die in my hands by myself. I will only save Brother Jian! ’

Beyond the meaning of Sword Dao in the past, 1 layer breaks through the Supreme trend, but then it is replaced by a more solid theory.

Jian Wushuang is holding on, and the strength of within the body is madly passing away, it is already out of power!

As he prepared to call out the three emperors in desperation, a pair of palms without any blood, and next to him, stuck on the majestic momentum.

Jian Wushuang was a little shocked. The person who came was not someone else. It was the little emperor who was likely to pass out almost at any time.

But Rao is so, Xiaodijun seems to have something to export, “Remember, six days back without you.”