Legend of Swordsman - #4923 - Chapter 4923
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Seeing that his own safety is guaranteed, Young Master Yu took a breath and looked towards him with a grin.
“It’s so funny. Instead of running away, you are walking right into a trap?”
“Tell me what benefit Young Master has given you to save him so desperately?”
Jian Wushuang hearing this, not at all speak, obviously too lazy to reply to him.
Seems to feel being underestimated, Young Master Yu felt a touch of anger in his heart, but soon calmed down.
“No matter what benefits Young Master gives you, I will give you more generous benefits, as long as you stay with me, how about?”
“His Young Master is by no means a good person, even his own younger brother can kill, do you think you will have a good end with him?”
“Rather than follow him, follow me. I promise you that I will give you what you want.”
Young Master Yu slowly said, a triumphant color flashed in his eyes.
The next moment, in response to him, was a sword intent that was extremely sharp.
He was shocked and hurriedly changed his Illusion Body shape, but it was still too late for the First Step. The sharp sword intent directly left a deep wound on his cheek.
The divine blood kept dripping, soaking his gold armor.
“Damn thing, you dare to hurt me?!”
Young Master Yu was furious to the extreme, letting the divine blood drip off his face, he suddenly raised his sword, “All the gods at all costs, kill him for me!”
Hiding the sky and covering the earth is crushed by the fairy goddess, and the mighty force surges down.
Jian Wushuang stood still on the spot, using his hand to guide the sword, fighting to exhaustion, release Wushuang Sword Dao again.
Wushuang Sword Dao, Galaxy Sword Intent, Second Style.
The river.
The long river of Sword Dao, which started from nowhere, shattered the void and gushed out from every crack, and then gathered a line, madly rushing towards every fairy.
All the immortals were shocked when they saw this scene. They naturally felt the majestic momentum contained in the sword river.
The foresight Yanxian retreated directly to ten thousand zhang, but there were also Yanxian who planned to resist, they were directly strangled into pieces by the sword river, without even making a sound!
Under this sword, nearly 20 Yanxian died.
Just these few encounters, Young Master Yu brought only less than 50% of the fairy tales.
A wisp of cold sweat gushed from his temples, and he finally understood why the Yanxian who had been dispatched had disappeared cleanly.
That Jian Wushuang is very strong!
Although he is the peak of Yanxian, he can easily obliterate Yanxian without any strength.
“Could it be that he really killed Chang Duoling?” Young Master Yu’s pupils shrank abruptly, and he already regretted coming to this mess.
Looking at the Sword Dao river that was still erupting, Yanxian continued to die.
Young Master Yu’s expression is gloomy and uncertain, and in the end his heroic face showed a bit fierce.
Immediately after, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and a bronze bell the size of a wine cup appeared in his hand.
With the appearance of this bronze bell, the surrounding millions li’s emptiness has quieted down, showing a strange dark azure.
And around the bronze bell, one after another dark azure crystals are condensing, moving like life.
Looking at the bell exposed in the sky, Young Master Yu’s eyes flashed with fleshy pain.
“Cangyu Bell, this last time, I hope you can kill all enemies in front of me for me.”
He murmured, and then clenched the teeth directly and threw the bronze bell in his hand in the sky.
next moment, the bronze bell rises against the storm, almost in a flash, forming a terrifying great cauldron that can encompass thousands of heavens!
This scene was too shocking. With the appearance of the bell ding, it seemed that even the boundless void was covered by it.
This Wanggu Great Bell named Cangyu Zhong appeared, making all the evangelists tremble, and Heavenly Dao, who was already broken, couldn’t bear the pressure, and fell apart.
At the center of Jian Wushuang, he felt a life-and-death crisis that he had never imagined was approaching, making him almost not even think, and he was ready to escape.
But Wanggu Dazhong is too vast, and the universe it encompasses is almost unimaginable, so there is no way for Jian Wushuang to escape.
He was ready to escape desperately, only to feel that the strength of his body had become a dead concrete pool, and he was directly imprisoned in it, the slightest unable to move.
A wisp of cold sweat flows from Jian Wushuang’s temples, and he can feel the breath that clamps him, it is Heavenly Dao.
It is the very old Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao that does not belong to this Era, and it is the extremely old and terrifying Rule.
Faced with such a Cangyu clock with the ancient Heavenly Dao, Jian Wushuang had nothing to do. He was completely restricted, and he couldn’t even do it in the blink of an eye.
This is a big restriction. I am afraid that even at the peak period, the truth is clear, facing the pressure of this Cangwu Zhong, I can’t get away.
And this Cangyu clock seemed to be conscious. After binding Jian Wushuang, it quickly shrunk. From the original Supreme distance, a large 10,000,000 li clock was formed in a flash.
In this big clock, Jian Wushuang is bound by the dark azure Heavenly Dao Strength, which is not at all impossible to move.
At this moment, all Yanxians are surrounded by the clock, looking at the clock solemnly.
After that, Young Master Yu slowly moved, a pair of heroic eyes full of resentment.
His Cangyu Bell belongs to Wanggu Era’s Supreme Immortal Grade. It was the Supreme Treasure in the hands of his emperor True Martial Yang. It killed countless Dayan immortals, and the Heavenly Dao Rule contained in it was impossible. strength to contend.
Even the emperor will suffer.
It’s just that the Cangyu Bell is now on the verge of dying, and it’s only this last time to use lifespan.
As Young Master Yu’s most powerful life-saving card, this Cangyu clock is now used on Jian Wushuang.
“The damn thing, wasted my last chance of Cangyu Zhong, I swear, I will turn you into blood, consigned to eternal damnation!”
Young Master Yu roars furiously.
As his voice fell, the Cangyu bell rang, and countless magnificent flowers bloomed from it, illuminating the boundless void.
In the Cangyu clock, Jian Wushuang instantly spewed out divine blood from the seven orifices.
He just felt that his whole body was about to be shattered.
The unimaginable ancient Heavenly Dao Rule contains an unreasonable unknown, making Jian Wushuang helpless.
“Did I just fall like this?”