Legend of Swordsman - #4775 - Chapter 4775

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But the converging dynamism only existed for a moment, and then all dispersed again.

Pain, the pain of annihilation from Divine Consciousness.

Whether it is Divine Consciousness, Immortal Origin, or Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique, it was destroyed in the fall of the northern Celestial Immortal state.

In the final destruction process, he absorbed more than half of Destruction Aura with his own fairy body, protecting Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and Yinling.

Jian Wushuang was almost crushed by the general situation.

If there is no blood of the ancestor Feng Feng in his within the body, Rao is super trait of Perfect Chaos Creature. Although it will not let Jian Wushuang die, it is enough to make him fall into a long sleep.

Feeling the blood of the ancestor Feng Feng within the body gradually dimmed, he knew that at least one more time, Feng Qi remained in the divine blood of his within the body, and would disappear completely.

Jian Wushuang is now in an uncontrolled Chaos state with the exception of his eyes.

He endured the pain of Divine Consciousness being shattered and fused together, looking towards the whole body and the front.

In the wind and sand, this team of hundreds of people is moving forward slowly, I don’t know where to go.

He wanted to leave, but found that he was tied into a dumpling by a unique chain, lying on the hill-like Black Mountain crystal stone, unable to move even a little bit.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu and the others beside Jian Wushuang, all without exception, were all wrapped into dumplings, and were still in a coma, without knowing where they were.

Jian Wushuang tried to get up, but the pain from each cell made him insist for a moment, and finally passed out.

As he closed his eyes, his eyes saw that in the misty yellow sand, a huge black gate appeared.

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“Uh…”

A slight moan sounded, and then Jian Wushuang woke up from the initial coma.

Xu Khan gushed from his temples, although it has recovered, but at most it has recovered by 10%, and even the weak dynamism can only be forced to move.

This was the heaviest injury since he came to Dayanhuan, and he almost broke Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique.

As a result, Jian Wushuang realized Yu Bo’s terrifying strength.

Waiting between two Daxian immortals, breaking the Qingyuan immortal source with one finger, how terrifying would he be?

Is he supreme almighty at the same level as True Martial?

There is no answer. What Jian Wushuang can think of is that they escaped from the dead and escaped from Yu Bo.

Young Master Mo’s death will be completely buried, at least they will not be fully investigated.

Jian Wushuang was surprised when he slowly spit out a breath, and his situation is not optimistic at the moment, and can even be described as bad.

Because Jian Wushuang at this time was trapped by a rope and hung high on a city wall.

It’s not just him, the sleeping Chen Qing, Chunqiu and the others are all lined up beside him, hanging on the city wall without exception.

I don’t know what the city wall was made of. On the dark wall, a thick bone spur was exposed abruptly, and it looked terribly ugly.

And look at the red cloud in the condense by the resentment qi blood energy on this side of the sky dome.

How much killing is this created to have such a vision?

Jian Wushuang has a terrible headache. Since entering this great Yanhuan, he has almost always been in a passive situation.

It was only a death from the northern Celestial Immortal state, and now it is the same.

Because the damage has not been recovered, he can’t even run freely, so he can’t do anything about the rope on his body, so he can just be hung on the city wall.

Later, Jian Wushuang looked towards his body. Although Chen Qing, and Chunqiu and the others were all traumatized to varying degrees, they were far from fatal and the breath tended to be stable.

When his eyes looked towards the right, he was shocked.

That was killed by Yu Bo on the spot, smashing the essence of Xianyuan. At the moment, he actually hanged on the side of Jian Wushuang with the same posture. Although the breath was slightly inaudible, he was actually alive.

It’s not good news, but it’s a great threat to him.

Jian Wushuang is already thinking about how to kill it.

It’s not just the Qing, but also a figure wearing a broken armor, which is also hung on the city wall.

Jian Wushuang saw the real figure and immediately noticed that the figure in the broken armor was one of the seven Swordsman, the young guard who had held him before.

Among these body shapes, only the most important one is missing, the silver bell with the sky pattern Bone Armor.

Even at the last moment of the destruction of Xianzhou, Jian Wushuang took into account the existence of Yinling and protected her from being impossible.

Now that she is alone, there is only one possibility, that is, she is taken away by the people in this evil city.

At this moment, Chen Qing and Chunqiu woke up wandering around and looked dizzy all around, speechless.

“Where is this, have we escaped from the northern Celestial Immortal state…” Chen Qing fainted, and then saw Jian Wushuang on the side, his eyes lit up.

“Brother Brother Jian, we are not dead?!”

“Of course not dead,” Chunqiu is extremely weak, “but not far from death.”

“It’s good to escape, let’s be together this time… wait, is our location a bit weird now?”

“Who has motherfucker hung us on the city wall?!” Chen Qing was shocked and twisted his body to break free, but found that he couldn’t even make a little effort out.

Jian Wushuang said in time, “Don’t waste your energy, recover well, and want to come to those who have caught us, and will come out soon.”

As his words fell, the dusty city gate slowly opened, and a faint bloody smell flew out.

Jian Wushuang could not help frowning slightly, it seems that this side of the sky is as he guessed, with a murderous intention.

As the city gate slowly opened, an eight-person team stepped out.

At the center of the team, four people are carrying a soft bed.

On top of the soft bed, there is a young boy with disheveled clothes and a loose figure.

“Needless to say, we must be tied by bastard!” Chen Qing looked iron, and wished to bleed them on the spot.

“It must have been taken by the bastard who trapped us. If I waited for the recovery of the old man, I would go straight to crush them.” The creak of Chen Qing’s teeth biting sounded, but he was hit hard, I am afraid to face it casually An ancestor-level top repair has no backhand.