Legend of Swordsman - #5089 - Chapter 5089

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Just as Jian Wushuang was thinking about how to persuade them to leave, black robe set off again.

He is like a body without emotions, only to wipe out all enemies!

The big palm of the hand protruded from the black robe, just a grip away from the air, it was enough to break the imprisonment of billions of stars directly.

The power of boundless imprisonment shattered any Heavenly Dao, Yanli, and suppressed Jian Wushuang and others.

At this moment, they shot at the same time.

The red golden flower glows from behind Nan Xuan, like a huge burning sun, brazenly confronting him.

Dark red’s light wheel quietly circulates around the master Xu Tuo. At this time, it belongs to the unique light wheel of Six Revolutions and represents the symbol of Supreme Great Dao.

The true shadow of selflessness, which is more than one hundred million ten thousand zhang, condenses with Jian Wushuang as the center, glaring in real eyes, and bursting out of boundless power.

The three ways are completely different, but the terrifying power of Grand Dao, which is enough to destroy any heavenly plane, will cover the sky!

There was no sound wave of stigma that smashed hundreds of millions of stars, and there was no indescribable destruction.

There is only silence, nothingness!

Taking the impact as the origin, the entire sky dome of the three-inch mountain universe, even with the Endless Void, has become an utter nothingness!

Blank, blank, only blank!

Nan Xuan, the weakest in strength, coughed out a bite of divine blood, and his arms were shattered!

The imprisonment power released by the black robe is too terrifying, and almost makes everything he goes through becomes eternal nihilism.

The craftsman Xu Tuo was about to be unable to bear it, and the Yanli light wheel that was circulating around him showed signs of extinguishing.

Because of the blessing of the true shadow of the selfless, Jian Wushuang’s situation is rather stable.

He quickly knocked out three Emperor Grade pill from the Boyang bottle, and forcibly stuffed them into the mouths of Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan.

Xu Tuo was initially a little bit resistant, but found that he instantly returned to the peak state, his eyes almost stared out.

Nan Xuan’s injuries also fully recovered within a few breaths.

The Jian Wushuang and others, who had been suppressed to the extreme by the force of imprisonment, once again stubbornly resisted.

“Master!”

At this moment, an abrupt call sounded, and then on the only remaining ground in Sancun Mountain, one after another figure soared and swept towards the void.

Xu Tuo figure trembled, and then he saw dozens of disciplines rushing towards him, almost the soul flew away and scattered shouting, “Give it all to the old man, no one will come up!!!”

But it was too late, black robe tilted his head slightly, and then raised his palm to instantly burst out a brutal purple unrolled bolt of white silk Huamang!

Once you are hit, all disciplines are bound to die!

Xu Tuo is already desperate, even if he makes a move, it is too late.

But at the next moment, Jian Wushuang quietly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was in front of nearly fifty disciplines.

“Rewind, this is not a place for you to stay.”

After speaking these last words, the extremely violent dark purple unrolled bolt of white silk Huamang broke out!

Jian Wushuang opened his arms, and forcibly resisted all the outbreaks later.

This special strength that even the craftsman Xu Tuo of Six Revolutions Dayan Immortal cannot resist, all vent on his back.

In an instant, divine blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and the immortal physique began to tear in a large area.

“Hurry up!”

At this moment, the previous guardian immortals appeared, hurriedly dragged all the disciplines with their strength, and fell towards the continent.

And Jian Wushuang couldn’t hold on anymore, to the back of his heart, Jiu Tian Yi Xuan quietly shattered.

The endless dark purple unrolled bolt of white silk Huamang penetrated his back heart, completely erupting in the immortal physique.

“Little friends!”

Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan, who had completely seen this scene, yelled in shock at the same time, and they both coughed up divine blood at the same time.

If Blood Rain is spilled, large swaths of colorful divine blood are spilled into the void.

A shattered figure quietly fell from in the sky.

Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan couldn’t hold on anymore, the imprisoning power that covered the sky smashed all resistance and came down.

Nan Xuan passed out directly, like a lone geese falling towards the earth.

And Xu Tuo finally passed out in a faint, and plunged into the earth already covered by black and red lava.

The roar of lava rolled, turning the earth into a purgatory.

The digital guardians, as well as a group of disciples who are still in shock, are standing on the top of the highest Divine Mountain at this moment, not knowing what to plan.

On the back of a huge white crane, Jian Wushuang, whose figure is fragmented and almost unbearable, is panting slightly.

And Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan are also leaning against Baihe, life and death are unpredictable.

The sky has been completely shattered, and hundreds of billions of miles of nothingness have become eternal nothingness. Only a continent of Sancun Mountain still exists.

This is a desperate situation, a desperate situation where everything is on the verge of destruction!

“pa ta ——”

A big black robe fell to the ground, and the breath turned into nothingness. All the lava that dared to approach was turned into nothingness.

Such bloody battle did not cause any trauma to him.

Standing on the top of Divine Mountain, black robe walked slowly.

Baiheqingqing, as if he felt the breath that made it terrifying.

All the disciplines stepped back slowly, leaving only panic in their eyes.

The previous terrifying bloody battle is still vivid, and even their Master was defeated, how can they resist?

Facing this irresistible enemy, a total of five Shouguanxians stood up at this moment and resolutely stood in front of all the disciples.

Without a word, the square-eared and round-faced Yanxian rushed to the black robe.

But before he could even release his strength, he was strangled to pieces by a strand of dark purple Huamang.

Then the second and third Shouguanxian rushed towards the black robe without any hesitation.

It’s just that their endings are tragic without exception.

The black robe of One Six Revolutions Dayanxian can be wiped out at will, how can they be able to compete?

In the end, all the disciplines have been refunded.

Black robe slowly lifted his palm, and the skinny and wide palm once again exuded an aura of destruction.

However, at the next moment, an uncontrollable, almost hysterical anger suddenly resounded from the void.

“Jian Wushuang, you have ruined me time and time again and again and again, today I will definitely want you not to have the will to live, impossible to ask for death!!!”

The huge sound is bursting, and the Endless Void is completely overshadowed.

The void that originally became the eternal extinguishment of nothingness has quietly arrived at nearly a hundred figures at this moment!

Every body shape is extremely mysterious and extremely powerful, and the indescribable power is flowing slowly.

At the forefront of nearly a hundred figures, stood a young man dressed in dark golden armor, heroic and arrogant.

He is the second emperor under the True Martial Yang seat, the Lord of the whole world, Young Master corrects.

In his sideways position, there is an old man wearing a landscape dress, and there is a general trend that is hard to speak out all over his body.

This old man came from Wanggu Era to the powerhouse.

Nine Revolutions Dayan Immortal, Chang Fu.