Legend of Swordsman - #4928 - Chapter 4928
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Jian Wushuang’s eyes are only lonely, looking at him with a faint smile.
“Only, as long as you don’t kill me, I promise you will not do anything against you from now on.”
Young Master Yu has completely abandoned the arrogance and arrogance belonging to the emperor, and almost begged.
“I, I am the Third Brother of Young Master Yan, he, he is my emperor brother, he will definitely not let you move me.”
When he said this, he even began to shamelessly call out the name of Xiaodijun.
But he didn’t know that Jian Wushuang was not affiliated with Xiaodijun lineage at all, and even their relationship was equal.
If you want to use Xiaodijun to suppress him, it is no different from idiotic dreams.
Young Master Yu pulled his throat and called out Xiao Dijun’s name loudly, but then, Jian Wushuang pointed like a knife and cut off his entire left arm with a palm!
The divine blood spewed out, the immortal physique shattered, and Young Master Yu’s screams resounded, clutching his broken arm and staggering back.
Jian Wushuang’s eyes are cold, and he has no intention of letting him go.
If it weren’t for the appearance of the true shadow of the emperor, then Cangyu Bell would surely be able to kill Jian Wushuang.
It is precisely because of this that he gave birth to killing intention.
In this irreconcilable situation, once Young Master Yu is released, then I am afraid Jian Wushuang will be extremely passive in the future.
So Young Master Yu must die.
In this brief moment, he did not even consider the existence of True Martial Yang and Celestial Court.
The palm surging with scarlet power fell again, and Young Master Yu’s right leg was directly cut off, and divine blood spewed out.
Without the support of one leg, Young Master Yu suddenly slumped in Chaos Void, looking at Jian Wushuang with a gray face.
He has seen the decisive killing intent from Jian Wushuang Sen Leng’s eyes, and there is no room for recovery.
Young Master Yu has regretted it to the extreme, he shouldn’t have made the idea of cleaning the battlefield and catching Xiaodijun alive.
Without this idea, it will not end up in this situation.
“Don’t, don’t kill me, I don’t want to die… I can give you what you want.” Young Master’s feathers are like ashes. Fate, can it work?”
Jian Wushuang didn’t bother to listen to him anymore. The Slaughtering Qi in his hand was already rich to the extreme, turning into a long and narrow Blood Blade Edge.
next moment, he raised the Blood Blade Edge in his hand and cut it down without any hesitation.
Young Master’s feather eye socket is cracked, and his face is gray.
However, the Blood Blade Edge not at all was cut off, as if it had been hindered by something, and hovered over his head.
Jian Wushuang turned his head and looked towards behind him.
Di Qing has come to his side, casting spells to prevent him from moving.
Diqing put his palm on Jian Wushuang’s shoulder and gently patted, and then whispered, “Just leave it to me.”
He said, and then walked slowly to Young Master Yu, who was shaking like chaff.
Young Master Yu Rumeng amnesty, “Save me, save me, I can give you all the luck of the emperor!”
The answer to him was Golden Feather, who was extremely sharp.
Each Golden Feather is enough to break Heavenly Dao and penetrate any super universe.
Thousands of Golden Feather passed through, directly shooting the immortal physique of Young Master Feather into powder, and even Xianyuan was completely crushed!
The third emperor under True Martial, Young Master Yu, died!
Void wailing, all the luck belonging to the emperor returns to the universe, and can no longer be collected.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Dijun’s figure was shocked, and he slowly backed up a few steps. If he hadn’t been dragged by the thin Little Zi robe, he would collapse.
Young Master Yu died in front of his eyes, and various emotions changed in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes tightly.
The magnificent and majestic Shifang wings, slowly beating behind Diqing, brightened Chaos Void.
Under the random blow of Nine Revolutions Dayan, even the emperor was easily destroyed.
The young Master Yu, who was invincible, has completely fallen.
Put away Slaughtering Dao, Jian Wushuang has recovered his calm, he looked towards Diqing, and slowly said, “Why do you do this?”
Put away the ten wings, calmly said, “Because he is the emperor of True Martial Yang, once you behead him, you will definitely suffer True Martial Yang’s revenge, and you never live from him. The possibility of going down.”
Speaking of this, he paused and then said, “I am different. Even if he shoots me, I can protect myself.”
Jian Wushuang was moved in his heart. He understood that the reason why Di Qing did this was to protect him.
Immediately, he said seriously, “many thanks, I owe you once.”
“Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you.” Diqing raised an eyebrow and smiled, and then said, “It’s just that, next, I’m afraid I will be away for a while.”
Just as Jian Wushuang was about to ask him where he was going, an indescribable aura of grandeur quietly enveloped the entire void battlefield.
That kind of aura is magnificent to the extreme, wherever that aura is shrouded, the years stop passing and are completely sealed.
Broken Heavenly Dao to reshape, Chaos’s void is quickly repaired.
Jian Wushuang, who has been completely unable to move half a minute, his eyes widened and he looked forward in disbelief.
Everything is going back!
Then what strength should exist to complete the backtracking? !
The luck and aura that were originally dispersed began to condense like stars.
Soon, under the condensing of the stars and streamers, a familiar figure appeared again!
The Young Master Yu, who had been killed by Diqing and was unable to reverse the death of Xianyuan, was actually reborn.
At the same time, Chaos’s void was torn apart, and one after another, an indescribable figure, appeared from the end of the void.
They all carry various light wheels on their backs, and it is hoped that the ancient Heavenly Dao will circulate in the light wheels.
Only Six Revolutions Dayan immortals can condense the light wheels, and they are all the veteran Dayan immortals under the True Martial sun seat.
For every one, the lowest is Nine Revolutions.
Even the newly born Heavenly Dao is crawling under their feet.
At the very front of these elders, Da Yanxian, is a body with a tired face and no aura.
Although he is extremely ordinary, he allows all the elders behind him to acknowledge allegiance.
All the violent power, breath, and even Heavenly Dao on the battlefield of the void can’t get close to him.
Lord of the Celestial Court, the Emperor True Martial is here!
Jian Wushuang felt that the divine blood in the meridians was solidified, and he couldn’t even breathe in front of that kind of breath.
Coming to the battlefield of the void, the emperor’s True Martial Yang expression is tired, but still carries the Supreme majesty.