Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4710: Destroy Jingchuan

Jian Wushuang is really hard to say. Originally thinking of taking advantage of them to leave, he could summon the three emperors to end the battle. He never thought that he would return again. This made Jian Wushuang's hard state of mind a little loose. And extremely helpless.

Looking at the appearance of his strong crossbow, he is thinking about whether to kick it off, and then two or three strong breaths appear.

Chen Qing and the thin and small purple robe directly framed the little emperor.

Chen Qing said with embarrassment, "Brother, I'm sorry, we have to take the little emperor away."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly spoke, "Hurry up and leave."

Chen Qing nodded and stood ready to leave with the little emperor.

"No, I can't leave." Little Emperor struggled.

Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I'll be there soon."

"Really?"

"Really."

Affirmed, Xiaodijun nodded with satisfaction, then fainted.

Following, Chunqiu arrived and smiled, "Brother Jian, it's time to fight side by side again."

Jian Wushuang reported with a smile, turned around to see the little emperor who had gone away and other people, secretly relieved, and then freed up a hand to open the bottle stopper, "Every emperor, Jianmou asked for help."

"Good boy, so suffocating, this emperor is almost unable to hold back in the bottle!" The first real shadow of the old man with a long beard and long beard emerged from the bottle.

An old man with a bizarre double pupil followed, followed by a tall, thin old man.

With the true shadows of these three imperial clothes worn out, the entire Jingchuan reached the edge of collapse.

When they appeared, the entire Tiancheng battle situation reversed almost instantly.

Being the first digital Yanxian, after seeing this scene, his brow jumped violently at the same time. The figure drilled out of nowhere actually had a weird ripple floating on each body.

"Why do all of these guys have some familiar breath?" the tall, thin old man said.

"No matter who they are, let's kill them first!" The old man of Weiyi stubbornly drank and immediately flicked his sleeves, and then the squeeze of the supreme majesty almost squeezed away for a moment.

The power that belongs to another level directly withstands the pressure of nearly a thousand ancestors, which makes Jian Wushuang one by one, and can free his hands.

The three emperors shot at the same time, which almost laid the ending.

The general situation was easily broken, and the three emperors rushed forward almost with a smile. With each wave of their hands, all the ancestors of the ancestors died, but even those Yanxian could not contend. .

If the true soul of this emperor, Jian Wushuang can still barely balance, then at the moment these three emperors appear, even he has only the part to kill.

Since Wanmutian took away the three emperors, Jian Wushuang has a kind of unreal feeling, and these three supreme powers are helpless, almost making him directly in Dayanhuan. Terrible hole cards.

Just the true soul state, it is easy to destroy the current repair, Jian Wushuang dare not imagine, if this is the real body of the emperor, how terrible strength would it be?

Looking at the almost embarrassing three emperors, Chun Qiu, who has already lived and died for a long time, widened his eyes, and then looked at Jian Wushuang and smiled bitterly, "Brother Jian, when we went to Wanmutian, we didn’t come. Hard, otherwise I’m afraid we are already fierce."

Jian Wushuang takes this for granted. If Yang Jun, the true shadow of the tall, thin old man, was desperately ruined at that time, they would absolutely not be able to stand here right now.

At the same time, it can also be seen that Xiaodijun sent him two into Wanmutian, and apparently wanted to use the hands of the three emperors to erase them.

As a result, the image of the little emperor has become worse in Jian Wushuang's heart.

He had already figured it out in his heart, and after he cleared the enemies under his eyes, he and Chunqiu walked away.

No matter how powerful his little emperor is, he can still stretch his palm towards the entire Dayan world?

Making a decision, Jian Wushuang did not have any hesitation anymore, and he lifted up the sky, and the whole person turned into a sword with the most sharp edge, stab forward straight.

This tragic battle eventually turned into a one-sided slaughter with the arrival of the Three Emperors.

With the tragic howl, the last Yan Xian was directly crushed by the Weiyi old man!

At this point, there are only less than one hundred ancestors left in the mighty siege army!

"Let go, let us go..." led the black robe ancestors slowly backed away, his eyes showing despair.

Jian Wushuang was cold-eyed, and stretched his hand to hold it in the air, the black-robed ancestor level painfully covered his neck and struggled.

"Who sent you, why did you kill him?"

Ask the question twice, so that all the surviving black robe ancestors are shocked, if they say it, it will be no different from the immediate death sentence.

"Say!" Jian Wushuang's sharp brows twisted into a Sichuan shape, and he increased his strength.

Feeling the real horror of life and death, the hard-breathed black robe ancestors never dared to hide, "I don’t know, I’m a father, a son..."

Without saying a word, a strange black light directly emerged from his chest, burning his source!

The remaining black robe ancestors saw it, and their faces were all horrified. At this moment, they all scattered and fled!

Looking at the figure scattered in all directions, the old double pupil snorted coldly, and the four pupils in his eyes turned strangely.

In the next moment, the entire sky dome suddenly became dark, accompanied by the darkness, and countless strange eyeballs like the sun appeared!

All escaping black robe ancestors only feel that they are in the mud, and the air around them begins to stagnate.

Then they looked at the sky dome subconsciously, facing the countless sun-shaped eyewheels.

Something seems to be quickly peeled from their bodies, and at the same time, the life that is so long that there is almost no end begins to reverse...

Every pupil of Dingxiu changed from panic to atheism, and finally died, and then fell straight to the ground like the same mud.

The true look of Jian Wushuang's eyes. While these tops were sculpting and declining, the roots poured into the eyeballs in the sky.

This kind of mighty power should be the magical power of the old pupil with double pupils.

"I have created another killing industry. I have sinned and guilty. Old Suhe will come to reflect on me with me." The tall, thin old man looked serious and pulled the old man with heavy pupils.

The old man with heavy pupils withdrew his magical power, and squinted his lips in disdain. "Come on, you two Yanxian who have been killed, I am afraid that even the Heavenly Court can't hold it down. How dare you say it is a killing industry?"

"Look, the killing heart is about to cover up the original heart, it seems that the emperor will be necessary to guide you in the future." The tall and thin old man said with a lip.

"Okay, say a few words," the old man of Weiyi said, and then looked at Jian Wushuang, "What is your next plan?"