Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2917: coming

(The first is here!)

"Thank you!"

Jian Wushuang grateful for a glance at Saint S. Hong, even if he turned directly to the manor inhabited by Frost.

"Uncle Tai!" Long Xingzi was impatient.

Hong Shengren waved his hand, "Let him go, he can't take the young Phoenix away, after all, the people over there are already coming."

"So fast?" Long Xingzi was surprised.

Of course he knows who the man over there refers to.

Without the resistance of the strong men in Longfeng Pavilion, Jian Wushuang soon came to the wonderful manor again.

In the attic corridor of the manor, Jian Wushuang saw cold as frost again.

Leng Rushuang has been standing here all the time, and what happened on the battlefield, she had originally looked in her eyes, and now she saw Jian Wushuang coming again, but her look became extremely complicated.

"Frost, follow me, okay?" Jian Wushuang held out his hand, staring at the cold frost with deep affection.

There are some changes in Leng Rushuang's complexion. He didn't agree, but he didn't refuse the first time. Obviously hesitated.

Yes, the frost is a bit hesitant.

She can't remember who Jianwushuang is, but Jianwushuang went to give her a very kind and reliable feeling.

When Jian Wushuang said she would take her away, there was no resistance in her heart.

But at the same time, she also has many concerns.

Cold as frost hasn't really made a decision yet, but just then ...

Om! !!

A vast breath suddenly passes from the surrounding void.

I saw the void outside, but the huge guardian formation of Longfeng Pavilion started again, and then a space channel appeared in the center.

In the passageway in that space, a group of white robes slowly came in.

Nine of these white robes are full of nine people.

Eight of these nine people are women, only one is male, and all of them look cold and without any feelings.

After they set foot in Longfeng Pavilion from the space passageway, the breath of Jiudao's extreme strength immediately spread in Longfeng Pavilion.

When you notice these nine breaths, many strong men and disciples in Longfeng Pavilion are shocked!

"Undead saints are all undead saints!"

"Where did these people come from?"

"Who are these nine undead saints?"

There was also an exclaiming voice in Longfeng Pavilion.

However, the ordinary strong men and disciples of Longfengge have limited strength and cannot feel it at all.

Like undead saints such as Sage Hong and Xingzi Long, they are clearly felt.

The nine people here are not only undead saints, but the breath of any one is far above the ordinary undead saints. Even the weakest, it seems that they are not weaker or even stronger than the saint Hong. Points, that is to say, these nine people are the true saints who control the immortal body! !!

"Longfeng Pavilion took over as the head of the court, and I have seen you all in the Valley of Forgetting Love!"

Facing the nine true saints in front of him, even the saint Hong is extremely humble, and he dare not have the slightest stand.

Of the nine true saints, the head is an ordinary-looking woman with a bit of cold and arrogance. The cold and arrogant woman glanced around and the cold voice sounded slowly, "Master Hong Ge, I You can't wait for a long time to come here, but there isn't even a person greeted outside the door? Your dragon and phoenix pavilion is too much to take me too far into the valley of love, right? "

The Leng Ao woman is obviously a little displeased.

"I'm sorry, something happened in Longfeng Pavilion today, so I didn't welcome him far away, and I hope you can make atonement."

"Something happened?" Leng Ao's woman frowned, her eyes raised, and a mighty soul swept out, covering the entire Longfeng Pavilion instantly.

Leng Ao's woman instantly saw Jian Wushuang and Leng Rushuang standing side by side in the attic of the manor in the distance, her eyes turned slightly cold.

"What's going on? Who is that kid next to Chu Feng?" the woman asked Leng Ao.

"His name is Jianyi. He is a brilliant genius in the nine circles of Jinwu. This time he came to visit me at Longfeng Pavilion, but he didn't expect to fight in my Longfeng Pavilion. Leaving, I have been fully blocked by the dragons and phoenix courts, but he is so powerful that I can't wait for him at all. "Hong Shengren said bitterly.

"There are also several undead saints in your Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, and your existence as a true saint, why can't you be a little deity?" Leng Ao's lady glanced at Hong saint.

Hong Sheng's face is bitter.

"Hum!"

The woman Leng Ao hummed, "Brother Ziyi, go and bring your new teacher and sister."

"Yes."

There is a young man with long purple hair beside the Leng Ao woman. This young man is the only man among the nine.

After hearing the words of Leng Ao's lady, a purple demon light flashed out in his eyes, and immediately his body turned into a purple Changhong, rushing directly in the direction where Jian Wushuang was.

Jian Wushuang, standing in the attic, couldn't help looking at the arrival of Ziyi.

Although he was far away, he also felt the breath of the nine people long ago, and this Ziyi shot now has a tremendous pressure on him.

"You go!" The frosty voice suddenly sounded.

"No." Jian Wushuang shook his head. "Just go together if you want to go. The last life was because I let you go. I made a arduous pursuit of 100,000 years. I finally saw it again in this life. Would I let go ? "

"Why are you doing this?" Leng Rushuang looked at Jian Wushuang and sighed softly.

Jian Wushuang just smiled softly and didn't answer.

Om!

That Ziyi's figure has appeared in the void in front of the sword without double sides, and a purple monster spear has been added to his hand.

With the movement of Ziyi's wrist, the divine power exploded, and the purple demon spear immediately stabbed towards the sword unparalleled.

This stab is obviously a flat stab, but it gives Jian Wushuang an illusion in an instant, as if no matter how he resists, or how to dodge, the shot will be stabbed directly at him.

"So weird marksmanship."

Jian Wushuang was shocked, but he shot immediately.

The invincible sword is still an unbridled eruption, Jian Wushuang's combat power has been instantly raised to the limit, and Xuefeng Jiansen coldly greeted him.

Clang!

The purple demon spear collided with the front of the sword of Xuefeng Sword, and a metal-like sound sounded, but Jian's eyes were narrowed without eyes.

The power of the purple demon lance is too strong. When it collided with the sword body, it turned the Xuefeng sword body slightly, and then the spear continued to stab him.

"Hum!"

Jian Wushuang issued a cold hum, and his figure immediately retreated. During the retreat, the Xuefeng Sword in his hand continuously slashed out three swords.