Legend of Swordsman - #4762 - Chapter 4762

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These old guests who hide the breath of Sword Dao give Jian Wushuang a very strange feeling.

But he did n’t think at all, after all, in this magnificent northern Celestial Immortal state, even with the existence of Sword Immortal, it is possible.

After a brief discussion, the three of them went back to the room to prepare for a rest.

At Chen Qing ’s strong request, the three of them were squeezed into a box.

Jiang Wushuang, who sat on the window sill and sat on the window, helplessly shook the head.

He gradually found that when he was with Chen Qing, he was more and more like the one who started in the end of the world and wandered through the world.

The bad habits of eating, drinking and sleeping should be quit in time.

After taking another big mouthful of elated, after the so-called “chew wine”, Chen Qingcai lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

Chunqiu has just become more cultivating after he has just experienced an interception with no backhand.

He currently has no divine ability besides the extremely powerful eight-armed wrath in his hands, even in the face of one ordinary Yanxian, he will fall into great passiveness.

Upgrading to Yanxian Realm is an urgent matter, otherwise, he will never be able to catch up with Jian Wushuang.

For Ordinary Dingxiu, the achievement of Yanxian Realm may be an illusory imagination, but it is different in spring and autumn, and the once emperor Bloodline flows on his body. Even if the emperor’s luck brought to the extreme, it is enough He stepped into the realm of Yanxian.

The entire Immortal Mansion pavilion is very quiet, even with Tian City, it seems to have fallen into silence.

Among the immense clouds of Xianyun, the big day that brought Ruiguang to the entire Xianzhou gradually gathered Guanghua.

A night belonging to the northern state of Celestial Immortal is coming.

Sitting on the window sill, Jian Wushuang began to sit down.

Although he seems to be sitting enlightened, his five senses of divine ability are still keenly observing all around.

As the cloud curtain gradually thickened, just as Jian Wushuang was about to take back his mind and prepare to sit deeper, a subtle voice made him open his eyes again.

The kind of sound he knows well is the end of the sword.

Inexplicably, Jian Wushuang thought of the mysterious seven Swordsman I saw earlier.

It seems to confirm his conjecture. Then, several breezes suddenly rose.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked over his head, and he saw a total of seven figures, directly flying into the sky, but disappeared into the cloud screen in an instant.

He seemed to have a feeling, quickly awakened Chen Qing and Chunqiu, and then stepped forward, straightening up to Nine Heavens.

Swept the top of the cloud, accompanied by the sun and the stars, but alone lacked the breath of the seven figures just now.

“Brother Jian, did you find anything?” Chen Qing and Chunqiu also followed closely, standing in the cloud.

“This dress is so tight, I am afraid that it will break during the subsequent kick.”

On the bluestone paved avenue, three guard figures in uniform dress walk side by side.

Headed by Jian Wushuang changed his appearance again, from the original middle-aged man to a young Yingwu guard.

Chen Qing and Chunqiu both turned into the faces of the guards who were previously stunned.

Chen Qing, who is tall and tall, grumbles while carefully guarding the tight guard clothing.

Being in this quiet fairy state, Jian Wushuang is very careful to feel the sudden situation that may happen around him.

At this moment, a sudden coldly shouted sounded from behind, “Stop.”

The three of them froze in place. Chen Qing had already put his palm on the hilt of his waist, and just waited until the situation was not right, so he beheaded and killed.

Jian Wushuang turned slowly, and stared at the guards without fear.

“You guys are on duty, why are you going to the Temple of the Five Young Masters now?” one of the middle-aged patrolmen asked.