Legend of Swordsman - #4773 - Chapter 4773

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Under the Fusang Tree, Zheng Ying glanced back. The figure that had gone away, she seemed to have some clear comprehension.

After taking interest, her figure disappeared quietly when Fusang Tree collapsed completely.

“Brother Brother Jian, at least half a day, we can leave this Xianzhou. Have you found what you need?” Chen Qing asked.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but looked towards Silver Bell who was following him.

“You can rest assured that as long as you are out of this northern Celestial Immortal state, you will get what you want immediately.” Yinling pats still has a peak in the chest, proud with a smile.

Jian Wushuang complexion stiffened, turning his head aside.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qing and Chunqiu both looked strange.

“Isn’t this lady the young master’s ink woman?” Chen Qing looked a little more stunned.

Yinling hearing this, Qiong nose snorted, “Hey, that stupid big fellow. Which one of your eyes saw me as a young master ink woman?”

“I’m just imprisoned by his side. Now that he is dead, I am free.”

Chen Qing curl one’s lip, didn’t say much.

Four completely hidden figures are leaving quickly.

But in the next moment, Jian Wushuang is faintly feeling a big crisis.

It seems to confirm his idea that the northern Celestial Immortal state, which was originally in the red and dark, began to be illuminated by a white golden color.

Next, just as Jian Wushuang and the others was about to step out of the North Celestial Immortal state in the First Step, a barrier with an invisible haze appeared outside the boundaries of the North Celestial Immortal state.

“Oops!” Jian Wushuang’s heart sank fiercely, and a chilling impression swept through.

Chen Qing and the others saw the situation, and the mood also sank to the bottom.

The entire broken northern Celestial Immortal state is blocked by external forces!

Anyone who can block the North Celestial Immortal state with such a momentum, except for that kind of existence, even Dayanxian can’t do it.

Jian Wushuang’s eyes reveal a dignity and bitterness.

“Brother Brother Jian, what should I do, do I have to force charge ahead?” Chen Qingning said with a fiercely fiercely emerged from his eyes.

Jian Wushuang shook his head, “From now on we can’t use our strength, this barrier is definitely not something we can break through and watch its changes.”

After he finished, he took the three men directly to a broken Immortal Mansion pavilion, converging all his breath.

Hundreds of millions of white golden flower awns began to bloom on the broken sky dome, emptying against the clouds!

At the same time, there is an old man carrying a variety of light wheels, which comes from the cloud.

Yi Qing, who was still fighting on the sky dome, also noticed this scene.

“Damn idiot, wait for it!” One of Yan Yanxian, who fought with Qingqing, was furious and wanted to tear away Qingqingsheng.

Diqing withdrew his palms and looked at the old men standing in the clouds. There was a big fear in his eyes.

The two great Yanxian glanced at each other, and their backs flew from left to right.

“Sin Barrier!”

One of the old men who carried the black light round, raised his palms, and showed a tendency to cover the pressure. Even if they were separated by million li stars, they still directly captured one escaped Dayan Immortal.

At the same time, there was another old man carrying a red light wheel. He took a palm-size porcelain bottle from his arms and directly ingested another one, Dayan Immortal!

In the blink of an eye, the two escaped Dayan immortals were all caught.

Later, he carried the old man with a black light wheel and used the big divine ability to squeeze the two big Yanxian into a projectile size forcibly.

“Five Young Masters, will you bury yourself in the hands of others?” The sound of Hong Zhong Dalu’s magnificent instrument was through Xianzhou.

The soul flew away and scattered at the moment, the two great Yanxian who were not yet alive.

Because they saw that there was one ordinary black robe old man, walking slowly.

This old man is Yu Bo, the most mysterious elder behind True Martial Yang Dijun.

“It has nothing to do with us. We are just passing by here. The Five Young Masters are not killed by us, but by others!”

What else do they want to say, but the black robe old man just flicked his hand at them, and let them dive away Divine Soul, and the immortal source scattered.

What is the strength of terrifying, destroying Dayan Immortal, and even not releasing the power?

On the cheeks covered with ravines, it seemed as though he had done all the secrets of the vicissitudes of the world. Eventually, he looked towards the muddy eyes, not far away.

Yi Qing slowly retreated Half Step and stared at him.

“Five Young Master, are you buried in your hand?” The hoarse voice sounded, and Yu Bo calmed down to terrifying gaze, as if time had stalled.

Pride is as clear as ever, and now I have to bow my head.

“No, impossible is buried in my hands, buried in the hands of their associates, there is a woman, who cut down the hair of Young Master’s ink personally, and destroyed his fairy source.” Refers to the five Swordsman in the distance, said solemnly.

Yu Bo looked pale, he slowly extended the hand from the sleeve of his robe, and slowly grasped in the sky.

Along with his grip, the northern Celestial Immortal state, which was on the verge of breaking, accelerated the breaking, whether it was the Immortal Mansion Pavilion or thousands of creatures, which inevitably turned into powder.

“Since this is the case, all of you will be buried with the Five Young Masters.” Gu Ji’s old voice resounded.

Yu Bo’s voice is like a avenue, making the entire northern Celestial Immortal state irreversible.

Yi Qing’s pupils suddenly froze, and he stepped back a few steps, “What do you mean, you have clearly told you the real murderer, why don’t you let me go?”

“The death of the Five Young Masters is inseparable from the entire northern Celestial Immortal state, and naturally you all have to be buried together.” Yu Bo’s voice was indifferent and unquestionable.

Di Qing’s complexion was blue, “Do you think that you will take care of me? If I leave, no one can intercept it!”

After the words were finished, a huge Golden Crow treasure behind Qing Qing blossomed, and his entire body was filled with a faint prestige.

In the face of more than ten Dayan Immortals carrying light wheels, and Yu Bo, who is deep and unmeasurable, he chose a battle!

But this battle hasn’t even started yet. Yu Bo reached out his finger and a beam of black light passed through the void, tearing the treasured Golden Crow treasure phase, and shattered his fairy source easily.

Death, extreme silence.

I can’t live forever, arrogant to the meaning of one against two, his fairy source is so broken.

The fragmentation of Xianyuan is irreversible injury, symbolizing the final death sentence of Yan Xian.

Di Qing, died like this, thousands of Huayu stripped from his body and scattered in the void.

Then his body was planted in the broken fairy state.