Legend of Swordsman - #4942 - Chapter 4942
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36,000 sword intent in this brief moment, blasted out with his palm.
Because the distance is too close, black robe Dayan Immortal Root is inevitable, and all the sword intents are accepted by him.
“zheng!”
The crisp sword intent slashed him out, and the black robe Dayan fairy was like a kite with a broken wire, planted into the void.
And Jian Wushuang couldn’t hold on anymore, his figure was like a shock, falling into the void.
The old man who barely stood upright on the ground, looked up and saw this scene, and his body was shocked.
Then he jumped straight forward and caught Jian Wushuang who had fallen.
Looking at him who was covered with divine blood and was seriously injured and dying, the old man gritted his teeth and put him directly behind his back.
“Don’t go, put him down!”
An angry sound resounded, and the only three black robe Dayan Immortals left chased him.
The old man stopped staying, and ran away frantically with Jian Wushuang on his back.
As Dayan Immortal, his speed is extremely fast. Obviously he has never escaped before.
But the broken land still restricted his actions. The old man seemed extremely afraid of the black liquid and kept flying around to avoid it.
“Lao Yanghuo, you are courting death!”
Black robe Dayanxian was so angry that he reached out and lowered the unmatched Divine Punishment.
Unexpectedly, the old man was blasted out directly, and his whole figure fell into the black liquid.
Jian Wushuang cried out in pain, and then passed out directly.
The old man also desperately wanted to get rid of the black liquid, but under the black liquid, a palm of both hands quietly clamped his legs, and then pulled it directly into the water.
“Help, uh…”
After a few bubbles on the black liquid, eventually everything was gone.
Three black robe Dayanxians chased them, and when they saw that there was no whereabouts, they couldn’t help but furious.
Almost 36,000 sword intents were cut into a black robe like a blood bottle gourd, Dayan Immortal, furious to the extreme, “Look, dig out the ground for me and dig it out for me!”
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“Well, gu lu lu…”
Once you fall into this black liquid, all your strength seems to have disappeared. Under the black liquid, the old man carrying Jian Wushuang flutters constantly, but he can’t rise at all.
Jian Wushuang, who passed out and passed out, is also very uncomfortable. Brows tightly knit, it seems that he may fall at any time.
If you look closely, you can find that in this extremely dark water, what clamps the old man’s legs is a long and slender silhouette.
The silhouette does not seem to be afraid of the black liquid at all, swimming like a water ghost.
His slender arms drag the old man’s legs and swim deep into the seabed.
The depth of the endless sea is like an endless black liquid crystal, exuding an unspeakable magnificence and Profound Mystery.
Just as the old man felt that his body was about to die, he clamped on his figure and dragged him with a sharp shake.
After a while, the old man was thrown onto a land.
“Uh…”
He was thrown into a confused state, and at the same time an extremely pure and extremely powerful force entered his meridians, constantly moisturizing.
The fragile divine sense was repaired, and the old man propped up and sat up dangling.
“Here, where is it…”
Everything in front of me is like some kind of magical cave, all kinds of crystal stones condensed from the purest derivation crystals, exuding magnificent magnificence.
At this moment, the long and slender silhouette that had been standing outside the entrance of the cave walked toward the cave.
The old man immediately entered a state of alert.
“Don’t worry, I don’t want to act on you. If I want to act on you, you would have disappeared into the sea just now.”
The silhouette’s voice is lazy and low, as if only waking up from sleep.
The hole is slightly bright, so the old man can barely see him.
The silhouette has long hands, long legs, and a well-proportioned figure. Although his face is not beautiful, it is free and unrestrained. On his naked chest is engraved with some mysterious flowing clouds and water patterns, with the recklessness of Era. Desolate breath.
He came to the old man, then slowly squatted down.
After looking at Jian Wushuang, who is lying on his back and knows his life or death, he looked towards the old man again, with a playful taste, “Do you want to carry him and change your merits in front of him?”
The old man shuddered without a trace, and then said a little embarrassed, “You don’t fart to me, your eyes saw that I was going to do this?”
He was hearing this with a smile, not caring about the abusive words in the old man’s mouth, but extended the hand pointed to Jian Wushuang, leisurely said, “I’ve seen the battle just now from beginning to end. He was terrible. It is also very difficult to deal with, and only three of the group of Law Enforcers are left.”
“But he has passed out now, and if he is brought to that person at this time, I think the accumulated merits can make us all free.”
“What do you mean?” the old man looked at him nervously and asked.
The young man with long hands and legs said afterwards, “The meaning is very simple. It is to bring him to the person and accumulate merits. Can you do it?”
old man hearing this, not at all, eagerly spoke, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, “I can’t make a decision, he not at all kills me.”
Hearing this sentence, he raised his brows slightly, “That’s a good answer. If you agreed with me just now, now you are a corpse.”
The old man has a startled body shape, and his face is cold, “What do you mean?”
“It’s not interesting, we will leave here next.” Shrugged, a young man with long arms and legs, said, “When he gets better, let’s leave.”
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Jian Wushuang felt his head tingle, as if it might burst at any time.
His already perfect divine sense has been messed up and turned upside down.
Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique has long been restored. The damage caused by black robe Dayan to Jian Wushuang is not fatal.
The real fatal thing is actually Jian Wushuang’s own overdraft. Slaughtering Dao is too domineering, and it is extremely terrifying to consume his own power.
But Jian Wushuang has been swallowing the Emperor Grade pill to ensure the supply of Slaughtering Dao, which also caused his meridians to be overdrawn and depleted.
Although he is constantly recovering, the overdraft of divine sense in his mind still makes Jian Wushuang in a state of extreme pain.
His temples are sweating like syrup, and even the power of the fairy within the body is not controlled, but flows wantonly.
This terrible feeling lasted for a long time, and when he got better, he immediately opened his eyes.