Legend of Swordsman - #4732 - Chapter 4732

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The six Young Masters were all dispatched. Although each of them had a warm smile on their faces, they were already undercurrent.

This is the best time to perform, directly related to their status in the hearts of True Martial Yang Dijun and hundreds of veterans.

In these several battles to win the peach, the Young Master has already become the existence of arrogant people, even those veterans have already favored it, and it has the meaning of substituting for the little emperor.

So each Young Master is vigorously pushing his Realm to peak. After all, he only gets to the end to get more attention.

As soon as all Yanxian preparations were completed, when going down to Heaven Realm, a casually voice sounded in the Celestial Court, “Emperor, I will also participate in this battle for the peach.”

True Martial Yang wrapped all the Yanxian in the Celestial Court for a moment, and then all looked towards him.

Little Emperor slowly got up and swept the Yanxian.

“Yan’er, are you sure?” True Martial Yang also got up, a little happy in his eyes.

“I have never been involved in the past, so that some people have ignored the existence. At this time, I just want them to distinguish between the primary and the secondary that’s all.” Little Emperor’s voice is deep and prestigious, and he looks freely towards The next group of Yanxian.

The six Young Masters looked at each other in unison, and their faces were completely different.

Young Master did not speak, but the palms of his sleeves were tightly held together.

“Okay, Yan’er, I haven’t seen your cultivation level for a long time. I can take advantage of this opportunity today.” True Martial Yang Kaihuai said with a smile and waved his sleeve at the same time, “Come here Ah, tell Chen Qing to roll in and let him accompany Yan’er. “

“No Emperor, I do n’t need Chen Qing this time,” Xiao Dijun said here, looking towards Jian Wushuang.

Four eyes, he said, “Brother Jian, can you follow me.”

All Yan Xian’s eyes converged on Jian Wushuang again.

True Martial Yang also looked towards Jian Wushuang, the imaginary emperor Divine Consciousness, who can easily understand everything you want to know.

He soon became a little puzzled. This boy is just a fairyland. In addition to his amazing talents, physique seems to be unique, even he ca n’t see through it.

At the same time, he has a feeling of being inexpressible and so on. Although this young realm does not have much depth, but it seems inexplicably extremely comfortable, as if it has a certain level of association.

Take back Divine Consciousness, True Martial nodded, “Go for Yaner.”

For the First Young Master, who always dislikes the mountains and dews, and is silent and obscure, once he finds out, even the emperor is difficult to change.

Small Emperor Jun came to Jian Wushuang suddenly and said slightly, “Let ’s go, it seems they should n’t be able to wait.”

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate too much, and after nodded, he got up and walked out of the Celestial Court.

The thin Little Zi robe suddenly grabbed Jian Wushuang’s arm, and a pair of muddy eyes seemed to want to explain something, and finally just whispered, “Little Emperor gave it to you.”

The little emperor stepped forward, and after pats the shoulders of the skinny Little Zi robe, he walked out of the Celestial Court with Jian Wushuang.

Liuyun’s relentlessness and great strength.

Standing outside the Celestial Court, all Yanxian scattered down like a fright, and the six Young Masters also brought their own companions to Heaven Realm.

The battle for the peach that has been participated by more than 300 Yanxian begins.

True Martial Yang Emperor sitting in Celestial Court, waved his hand, and the misty scroll made by Yanli was reflected in the hall.

The scene in this picture is the Huanghuang Heaven Realm.

“You guys, guess who can win the peach this time?” True Martial asked Yang Yang.

“It must be Second Young Master.” There is a long bearded old man who caressed with a smile.

Another black robe old man retorted, “Four Young Masters are not weak.”

“Third Young Master is the last candidate who can win immortal peach. If the old man is right, he has a preliminary understanding of the fairy style.”

Hundreds of veterans in the Celestial Court each airs his own views, but most of them point candidates to Second Young Master, Third Young Master, and Four Young Master.

True Martial Yang seems to have other answers. Looking down towards the sculpture-like Yu Bodao, “Yu Chang, what do you think?”

Yu Bo lifts the head, the turbid and deep eyes seem to pass through the clouds, looking towards Heaven Realm.

“The Little Brat beside the little emperor is not ordinary.”

“So you also think he will win this immortal peach?”

“Little Emperor’s temperament is calm and stable, and he will not do things that are not sure. Once he shoots, everything will become a foregone conclusion.”

After hearing Yu Bo ’s words, True Martial Yang no longer speaks, and as the elders watch the picture together carefully.

In the vastness of the clouds, two black-shirt knight-errants dressed up sitting in the clouds, seemingly not in a hurry to compete for immortal peach, but it seems to be traveling.

The Heaven Realm, which carries the entire Celestial Court, is completely composed of the giant water of Gaochuan, which is quite mysterious and vast.

“You said, how much assurance can we get to the end?” On the empty stream cloud, the little emperor was afraid that Jian Wushuang could not hear it and shouted.

Jian Wushuang hearing this, “I do n’t know, try my best.”

“So what if my brothers come over again?”

“That’s not simple, kill it back, but I think, in this Celestial Court, they should also converge a little bit, at most it’s just a little action that ’s all.”

“I will win immortal peach anyway this time, and there must be no mistakes.”

“So confident? I can feel that your siblings are very deep in your resentment qi. Maybe they will come together next time.”

“Why, afraid?” Xiao Dijun asked with raised eyebrows.

“Of course I was afraid that I was drawn in for no reason, but I still want to live for a few more years.” Jian Wushuang lay his head back in the clouds, leisurely said.

Little Emperor curl one ’s lip, “Which can become Yanxian, which does not regard life essence as nothing, you Old Monster who does n’t know how to live for many years, is also so attached to longevity?”

Jian Wushuang feels very helpless. It has not been 10,000,000 years since he entered the cultivation road. Now he is actually called Old Monster, which adds some old-fashionedness.

Moreover, he couldn’t explain it, he was involved too much, and it was extremely likely to cause unnecessary troubles because of his speech.