Legend of Swordsman - #5107 - Chapter 5107

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Skinny Little Zi bowed his head and nodded, and said in a steady voice, “His Royal Highness is the prince. These should not be issues that the prince should consider.”

Little Emperor’s voice rose sharply, “Then what should I consider, should the emperors kill each other?”

He was silent, and said after a moment, “I can’t influence His Highness’s judgment, but His Highness should be considered for the future.”

“Okay, I see.” Xiaodijun was rather impatient, and a lonely flash in his eyes.

Skinny Little Zi continued, “His Royal Highness, don’t rely too much on Jian Wushuang. Please be clear that he is not dependent on His Highness. He has his own purpose. I don’t think he will be restrained by any immortal. Your own way is not far away.”

Little Emperor Jun couldn’t bear it, “Enough, go out!”

But he didn’t leave at all, and continued to say, “In order to prevent your Highness from going on like this, I have already met the emperor and asked the emperor to send a great heaven official for his highness, and he will be able to come soon.”

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“peng!”

Xuan Chuang was directly smashed by Xiao Dijun. He stood in the warm pavilion, anxious to the extreme, “What are you talking about? Let the emperor send me a great heavenly official? You don’t know my heavenly official is Jian Wushuang ?!”

Skinny Little Zi’s face is calm, “Jian Wushuang does not want to be the heavenly official of His Highness, and he is not moistened by the emperor’s bloodline, so he is not regarded as the heavenly official of His Highness.”

“Okay, okay, if you have you, then I have to take a good look, how long does that great psyche live under my hands!”

After leaving these last words, Xiao Dijun left Nuan Pavilion straight away.

The skinny Little Zi robe slowly turned around, a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes.

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In the endless wilderness, under the borderless barriers.

At this moment, there are millions of square-shaped road blocks like Divine Mountain piled up in the gap like the abyss of the sky!

Each square block is comparable to a Divine Mountain, and millions of Divine Mountain are piled on top of each other, and it has long been unimaginable.

But in this way, compared with the border barrier, it is as small as dust.

In the center of the crack in the border barrier, on top of a million Divine Mountain-like fairy bones, sits a free and easy figure.

He is Jian Wushuang.

In a very short period of time, the boundary crack was filled in an edge. Although it can’t be considered, it is quite good.

Looking at the still unimaginable crack, Jian Wushuang is already thinking about how to plug the crack the fastest.

If the Xiangu Road is cut out like Divine Mountain road blocks to fill it as it is now, I am afraid that it will not be possible to plug the boundary cracks in a thousand years.

“What should I do to quickly repair the cracks? How about I try to push with Wushuang Sword Dao?”

Jian Wushuang thought to himself, but soon he rejected all the ideas.

In this great wasteland, there can be no generative power at all, and this also means that he can’t draw power from in the sky.

Wushuang Sword Dao is extremely depleted. Once the immortal physique cannot make up for the loss, he will be extremely passive.

Jian Wushuang would never do such an adventurous move, even more how is this a wild border full of unknown desolation?

No one knows what exactly exists here, even more how beyond this border barrier, is a more boundless and dangerous wilderness.

So Jian Wushuang is still obediently and honestly acting according to the previous method.

With a sword down, thousands of sword intents surging out, and then every sword intent is like giving birth to spiritual wisdom, spontaneously cutting the fairy bone road at the fastest speed.

Then Jian Wushuang shook the ground, piling up road blocks like Divine Mountain in the cracks on the road boundary.

I’m afraid that even he himself had never thought that Wushuang Sword Dao would one day be used to do these things.

Divine Mountain-like road blocks are piled up in the boundary cracks, and these Divine Mountain-like road blocks are actually a corpse bones.

An infinite number of Yanxian’s corpses eventually lay in the great wilderness, becoming a part of the ancient desolation.

Jian Wushuang also finally understood that Ming Ming Yanxian had already transcended Heavenly Dao Order and became an immortal existence. Why is the fairy generation in Dasiyu so sparse? It turns out that those ancient Era fairy generations have long been turned into bone , Abandoned in the great wilderness.

It is extremely boring to repair the border in this great wasteland. Originally Jian Wushuang thought that he would encounter injustice, but never thought that this great wasteland would not even have any fluctuations.

If there were no accidents, in just a thousand years, he would not encounter a catastrophe.

When Jian Wushuang repeatedly moved bricks, some mutations suddenly occurred.

Under the fairy bone road where the deep gully has been dug out, the pure Wushuang sword intent is even harder to dig down, as if it has touched some restriction, so it is harder to advance.

Jian Wushuang is slightly frowned, with a bad premonition in my heart.

Wushuang Sword Dao’s sword intent has been tyrannical to the point where he knows best, and it is precisely because of that, that bad premonition will become stronger.

“Is there something hidden under this fairy bone road?!”

Jian Wushuang quickly walked down from in the sky and came to the edge of the pothole dug out of the deep gully.

Through the layers of fairy bones, his gaze looked towards the deepest part of the pit.

But at the same time, a thick Hei Yan that cannot be ignored, like a black dragon-like, suddenly spewed from the deepest part of the pothole.

Even Jian Wushuang can’t ignore this kind of energy that erupts in an instant.

Hei Yan gushes out, covering the sky instantly, making the void even darker.

Due to Hei Yan’s surging and rising, a vortex once again appeared above the void.

The more violent vortex is spinning, echoing Hei Yan, and it seems that Supreme’s punishment is brewing.

Jian Wushuang secretly thought a bad sound, he not even think, directly released the invisible sword, and slashed towards the black dragon-like Hei Yan pillar.

“Chuck!”

Like tearing brocade silk, Hei Yan was forcibly cut off from it, and finally dissipated in the sky.

While Jian Wushuang not at all relaxes his guard, he does not think Hei Yan will disappear like this.

What would it be that emits Hei Yan? Is it some kind of restriction?

You must know that the fairy bone road in this great wilderness was formed by True Martial Yang and Yu Chang in Wanggu Era. It spans the ages, which is unimaginable.

If there is a certain kind of restriction under this fairy bone road, I am afraid that once it is born, it will inevitably cause some catastrophe on this fairy bone road!

Jian Wushuang frowned. He absolutely never thought that digging a road would cause a disaster!

Immediately after that, Hei Yan, who had been cut off, spewed up again, and with an unimaginable aura, covering the entire fairy bone road.

This must be a disaster!