Legend of Swordsman - #4924 - Chapter 4924
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A guy who can kill Dayan Immortal, even make all the immortals lower their eyebrows.
At this moment, being under siege and suffering, and irreversible decline, is nothing more pleasant than this kind of thing.
Young Master Yu doesn’t even bother to wait and see anymore. The terrifying of Cang Yu Zhong can’t even escape even Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal, even more how is it a little Yanxian?
Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique is collapsing, immortal physique is disintegrating like stars and will never return.
At this moment, under the siege of the dark azure Heavenly Dao, Jian Wushuang’s consciousness has been blurred.
The immortal physique is inevitably going to decline, even if he is still immortal, I am afraid it will be silent for endless years.
Jian Wushuang wanted to contend with Heavenly Dao, but found that everything was useless. It was completely beyond the suppression of realm, which was unimaginable.
Even if he tried his best, he didn’t have the slightest chance to destroy the Cangyu Bell.
“Did I just fall like this? But I am unwilling, unwilling!” Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red.
The divine blood flowing on his body is quickly repairing the ruined immortal physique, seeming to be fighting against Heavenly Dao.
“en?” Young Master Yu’s gaze condensed, he saw that the figure was actually fighting against Heavenly Dao!
“This, how is this possible?!” He was shocked, knowing that even the Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal can be convinced by this Cangyu Clock!
But soon, he relaxed again, and he felt a little palpitating.
Because Jian Wushuang only resisted for a moment, and then irresistibly decayed.
When Young Master Yu felt a little palpitating, it was unimaginable that a trifling Yanxian could compete with Cangyu Bell.
Just when Young Master Yu was about to get to know Jian Wushuang in advance, Liangdao on the verge of collapse came from a distance in the sky.
The leader is Xiaodijun, his luxury clothes are already in bad condition, and his exposed skin is full of wounds.
But at this moment, his eyes are full of the majesty of the emperor.
He glanced at Young Master Yu, then walked towards the rapidly shrinking Cangyu Bell.
Young Master Yu saw this and was overjoyed. He absolutely didn’t expect that Little Emperor would actually walk right into a trap, saving him the trouble of searching.
“Your Highness, do you want us?” You Yanxian asked.
Young Master Yu waved his hand, with an arrogant expression, “I want to see what he is doing back with this trash, and I will take him down later.”
All Yanxian promised, all watched this scene with a faint smile.
The slender palm covered with divine blood was attached to the outer wall of Cangyu Clock. Looking at Jian Wushuang who was suffering in the clock, Xiao Dijun knocked on the outer wall with his fingers, “Wushuang, Wushuang.”
Blooded and about to fall, Jian Wushuang opened his eyes with difficulty and sighed secretly as he looked at the figure outside Cang Yu Zhong.
“Listen to me,” Xiaodijun affixed to the outside of Cangyu Bell, and said clearly, “Take out the Gold Jade ring I gave you earlier and open it.”
Jian Wushuang can hear his voice, but at this time, it is no different from heavenly ascension to move a finger, let alone take out the Gold Jade ring in his arms.
The little emperor outside Cangyu Zhong seemed to be understood of his difficulties, and began to feel at a loss.
While Young Master Yu, who was far away, heard something was wrong, he hurriedly gave orders, “Hurry up, work together to catch Young Master Yan, don’t let him talk!”
All Yanxian hurriedly set off to catch Xiaodijun.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang, who was about to die, broke into pieces with an immortal physique, and stretched his palm into his arms with all his strength.
Even the ancient unknown Heavenly Dao couldn’t help but shake.
The Gold Jade ring was taken out, and a unique color appeared in Jian Wushuang’s boneless palm.
“Yeah!”
He screamed and pushed his fingers away from the jade ring in the center of Gold Jade’s ring.
In an instant, an even more remote and unknown Heavenly Dao breath emerged from it, turning into billions of tassels.
The appearance of that kind of aura made Jian Wushuang loose, and the dark azure Heavenly Dao that was bound to him collapsed directly.
Immediately afterwards, a Supreme True Shadow wearing a white shirt and staring eyes came out of the Gold Jade ring.
All the ancient Heavenly Dao in Cangyu Clock in this brief moment squatted on the ground and shuddered.
He is like an ordinary person without any derivation, but there is a certain kind of authority in his eyes.
And all the immortals who saw this true shadow were shocked by the soul flew away and scattered. They almost couldn’t stand firmly. They all knelt down in the void in a hurry, and the immortal physique was shaken.
Including Jian Wushuang, they were all shocked. What he absolutely did not expect was that in the Gold Jade ring that Xiaodijun gave him, there was a true shadow of True Martial Yangdijun!
Furthermore, this true shadow is actually the true shadow of True Martial Yang Dijun’s peak period, full of the meaning of vertical and horizontal contemplation!
The already dumb Young Master Yu is also absolutely unexpectedly, a little Yanxian would actually hold a true shadow of his emperor in his hands.
This is simply unimaginable, unimaginable.
You know, he doesn’t even have the true image of the emperor in his hands!
With the appearance of the true shadow of the True Martial Yang Emperor’s peak and heyday, Cangyu Bell began to mourn, and it could not withstand the pressure of the Emperor!
True Martial Yang Zhenying in the middle-aged period, at this moment, it seems that there is a faint doubt in the eyes of Wanyu. He looks at the barrier of Cangyu Zhong, and then casually brushes it.
This contains the Cangyu Bell of Supreme Heavenly Dao, just Shattered!
The residue was scattered in the void, and soon disappeared.
Then, True Martial Yang Zhenying looked towards the dying Jian Wushuang, a bit of satisfaction and uncertainty flashed across his eyebrows.
Finally, he opened the mouth and said, “Are you Yan’er?”
Jian Wushuang, who has no strength to speak, can’t even shake his head, so he can only look at him firmly.
And the True Martial Yang Zhenying smiled haha, “Yes, my son Yan’er really has the posture of the emperor, even though he is so embarrassed, but it does not matter, there is a father, no one wants to hurt you!” /p>
“…”
Jian Wushuang is completely speechless, but it’s just a fate. The true shadow of True Martial Yang actually regards him as the Young Master. Could it be that their father and son don’t recognize each other?
Just as Jian Wushuang divine sense was emptying, True Martial Yang, full of anger, already looked towards the immortals who were all kneeling in the sky.
So he made a decisive decision, cut his wrist directly, and spilled the divine blood in the meridian, “If the emperor doesn’t believe it, just check the child’s divine blood.”