Legend of Swordsman - #4829 - Chapter 4829

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Old Daoist’s prosperity caused him to be injured!

Know that Diqing is already Nine Revolutions Dayanxian, and she is at the top of the list. Even Dayanxian in the same realm can hardly hurt him.

But in this face-to-face, the Old Daoist who claimed to have walked out of Yellow Springs was just a casually sword that injured him.

Not only is Qing Qing, after Jian Wushuang dismissed that sword, the invisible sword intent also made him with the body tumbling.

This casually sword made them suffer to varying degrees. That Yellow Springs Old Daoist did not stop at all, and the Baoguang True Sword was fiercely forward thorn again!

“Cheng Kai!” Shen Qingsheng said the idea, and an uncoverable Chongxiao Damang surged from behind him.

A whole body of pure white Bai Wu condenses, a pupil as holy as a snow lotus has a charm, and then resolutely hits the Yellow Springs Old Daoist.

It seemed that he felt the threat. He withdrew the First Step, and his left hand held the dust and flew forward.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of strands of white silk fluttering like strips of long snakes, facing the white Wubao.

When the two collided, the white Wubaoxiang was not even able to release its momentum, but was entangled by hundreds of thousands of strands of white silk.

Jian Wushuang brows tightly knit, looking towards Zhao Ting and Xi Qingchi of the complexion beside him, “After a while, I will try my best to tear this Array apart, you can go as far as you want. .”

Zhao Ting looked at him and opened his mouth but said nothing.

Xi Qingchi’s eyes were slightly red, Xiu Nuo said, “Adult, I’m sorry, I’m wrong.”

“I can do it myself.” Jian Wushuang finally gave her a glance, carrying an invisible long sword, and resolutely moved forward.

Tiqing facial expression grave, said solemnly, “Although this Old Daoist has already died, but the energy contained within his body is extremely abundant, I am afraid that his fairy source is not at all damaged.”

Jian Wushuang looked towards the dignified eyes in front. If the judgment is correct, then Yellow Springs Old Daoist is likely to be Peak Nine Revolutions, which is in the same situation as Diqing.

And Yellow Springs Old Daoist is far from being a single player. More and more fairy bones tore Immortal Tomb and walked out of Immortal Tomb, let him send a messenger.

I am afraid that this is the first battle in the big game.

Yi Qings Old Daoist no longer engages in a fight, but quickly retreats while wielding the dust in his hand.

The dust is like some kind of enchanting magic sound, and those fairy bones flew from all directions again.

“Don’t let these things get close to me, I went to pick up the old Daoist’s head.” Di Qing looked at Jian Wushuang and said.

Jian Wushuang nodded, the palm directly releases the unmatched force, each strand is enough to crush a fairy bone.

Yi Qing’s body shape no longer stays, and behind him suddenly emerges a pair of wings with more than several feet that linger around the golden marks, straight above the void.

Facing Yellow Springs Old Daoist, he no longer released the treasure, but shook the wings behind him.

In an instant, countless, like the mountains and seas, the dynamism will burst out completely!

Golden Feather with hundreds of millions of roots, with an unimaginable breath, Divine Punishment is generally falling!

Every Golden Feather hair is destroyed, the dead Death Qi on the sky is swallowed, and a big hole horrible to see is burned, and everything is illuminated.

This is the all-powerful formula of Diqing, without reservation.

“bang!”

Yellow Springs Old Daoist looked up and watched the destruction of Golden Feather, waving the dust in his hand.

Flying white silk stretches for thousands of miles in an instant, turning into a barrier to protect himself.

At this moment, the earth was torn, and countless fairy bones were burned by the falling Golden Feather, and the earth was burned up.

Yellow Springs Old Daoist’s dust barrier built by one hand, even though it is sturdy again, but still facing the Golden Feather that carries mountains and seas, it is still unable to contend.

When the whisker barrier was torn open, Golden Feather was like a locust, slamming into Yellow Springs Old Daoist.

The indescribable martyrdom centered on him, tearing the North Heavenly Domain directly from the middle, and the plane is about to split up and in pieces.

The energy dissipated by this kind of escape cannot be sustained under Yanxian. Jian Wushuang reached out to protect the Qingting Pond Zhao Ting and the two behind him, and then prepared to break the Array under him.

next moment, the old man resounded like Hong Zhong Da Lu’s voice.

“Sure!”

Jian Wushuang, who is holding an invisible sword and is preparing to push horizontally, only feels that his whole body is blessed with some kind of shackles, and he has directly interrupted his control of Yanli!

Even Qing Qing above the void was affected, and his body trembled, and he landed uncontrollably.

Heaven and Earth is silent, only the burning fire spreads!

The white silk barrier has receded, revealing the shape of Yellow Springs Old Daoist.

He was not embarrassed at this time, ash-gray’s skin was burned into large holes, revealing the terrifying bones, and one of the two eyeballs also exploded, even more terrible.

“A thief, dare to insult me?”

He was furious, and his ragged robe, even with the dust in his hands, turned to ashes, “Today, I will ask you to turn into nourishment in my Yellow Springs Fatian array!”

The deafening sound stopped, and Yellow Springs Old Daoist right hand held the sword, which turned into a boneless left-handed squeeze.

Suddenly, the Great Array of fairy bones trapped by Jian Wushuang, Di Qing, etc. was slowly rotated.

Uncountable broken fairy bones rise and fall among them, with murderous aura and Death Qi that are extremely fierce.

These countless Yanxian powers that once fought in all directions and died here, even the dead bones after death, have been refined and become the nourishment of the Great Array.

This is a party Ominous Array!

With the Yellow Springs Old Daoist, the Yellow Springs Fatian array began to fluctuate and became like a quagmire.

The feet began to become muddy, and a pair of white bones palms protruded out, and crazy to grasp Jian Wushuang and the others.

There was another rich divine blood gushing out, and immediately came up.

“We are all nourishment, commemorating the souls of my dead men.” Yellow Springs Old Daoist Shen Sheng low chant, accompanied by his voice, the Divine blood in the entire Yellow Springs Fatian Array completely took Jian Wushuang and the others Swallowed, then boiled.

There are still immortal bones coming out of Immortal Tomb, rushing towards Array without turning back, and blending into it, becoming a part and growing Array.

The boiling and sticky divine blood is like the Tianhe falling from the sky dome, gritty and ugly.

Heaven and Earth tremble, wherever the sword edge passes, the void is broken.