Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4736: War
Your son Zi Yu has no possibility of escaping. If this blow is hit, he will not even be able to get out of the game.
"Emperor save me!"
Fighting the last bit of strength, Gong Ziyu's panic-stricken voice resounded throughout the heavens.
Zhen Wuyang sitting on top of the heavenly court can't calm down. No one knows the character of the little emperor better than him. That is a guy who is lawless and has no fear.
If he moves, he has almost no room for maneuver.
Just when Zhenwu Yang was about to lower the true shadow, the heavens oscillated.
Every giant mane with a horrifying murderous intention, while stabbing at the male feather, seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier. It was hard to score a half.
At the same time, a light red raging force surged up, smashing every giant awn to death!
Little Emperor's face froze, and the soft sword in his hand began to tremble.
With the light red Yanli, it is the son of correction.
He stopped in front of Gong Ziyu for a moment, and looked at Xiao Emperor with a complicated look.
"Yes, it's you..." For the rest of his life, Gongzi Yu even said something unfavorable.
I don’t squint, and the son stares tightly at the little emperor, "Yongzi Yan, I don’t know how you can understand the fairy style, but if you want to win the fairy peach by relying on only one fairy style, advise In short, don’t bother."
With the sound of his words, nearly thirty Yanxian rushed from Siye, and appeared in a siege, surrounding Xiaodijun and Jianwushuang in the center.
"Yongzi Yan, hand over Xiantao, and now quit automatically, I will spare you your life." The young man said softly.
"Want Xiantao? It's up to you?" Xiao Dijun smiled disdainfully.
I don’t know why, whenever faced with the little emperor, the anger in the heart of the younger son can’t be restrained, even a sentence can make him angry.
"Intercepted on the spot!" the son shouted with a deep voice.
The more than thirty Yan Xian immediately set off, the most exquisite Yan Xian interlinked, facing the two of them under pressure.
Sword Wushuang moved, unreservedly released his strength.
At the same time, the ancestral technique, the realm of power, the real power of heaven!
With the blessing of the power of the immortal realm, the power realm of ancestral art has been completely transformed.
Under the direction of one of the cover-up giants, the dense web condensed by the force of thirty Yanxian could not be pressed down for a while, showing a glued state.
And the little emperor raised the soft sword, and the sword was in full swing.
The combined force of the two broke through the attack of Yanxian.
The young man who was far away from the battle circle corrected, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, and his gaze towards Jian Wushuang became alert.
Jian Wushuang's moves just released, let the young man feel a little deterrent.
"Fight against him, how much do you have the chance to win?" He held out his finger and pointed at the sword fighting Wushuang who was fighting.
The eyes of his white robe with his companion stared, and then dimmed again, "less than 30%."
"Is it." Young Master slowly raised his mouth, "No wonder Young Master Yan even didn't bring Chen Qing, there was a deeper unpredictable guy around him."
"Master, let me go, and I will bring Xiantao back." Baipao Yanxian asked.
The young man shook his head and turned to look at the young man Yu.
With a tight heart, Gongzi Yu took a half step back, and his eyes were alert and anxious. In his current situation, the son wanted to let him out, but it was just a wave of effort.
"Help me do one thing, it's your reward for my life-saving grace." The son said rightly, and suddenly put his palm against his heart.
Immediately, a light red diffusive force poured into the limbs of the young male feathers, so that the meridians that dried up to the extreme filled up.
Yong Ziyu's condition recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"Remember, how did Gongzi Yan treat you just now, you will give it back, I will wait for your good news." Gongzi patted him on the shoulder, and then slowly backed away with his partner.
How can Gongzi Yu not know what kind of abacus he is playing, but if there is no Gongzi correction, he would have fallen a long time ago, where can he retreat.
Even if there is no reminder of the son's correction, he will take revenge and give back all the horror between life and death.
Returning to the pinnacle of the male son Yu, feeling the irresistible force in the body, and then stepping out, the great power of horror, like a huge wave sweeping forward.
A sword flies to a Yanxian, and Jianwu looks at the giant waves coming from the sky.
The next moment, the little emperor came to him quietly, and his back blocked the huge wave of Yanli.
"Boom!"
The undifferentiated offensive made Yan Xian, who was a little careless, go straight out.
Jian Wushuang reacted and waved his hand to form a barrier to protect the two.
The little emperor who withstood most of the tremendous power waves, his face turned more red, and his black shirt was mostly broken.
Without him, I am afraid that it will be Jian Wushuang himself.
"Hold on, I will take you away." Looking at the little emperor with signs of fainting, Jian Wushuang sank in his heart, directly embracing his figure, and he was ready to escape.
He has already made the worst plan in his heart, reaching for Xiantao with his palm in his arms.
"Don't, you must not give it." Little Emperor looked up at Jian Wushuang, shaking his head slowly and firmly.
"Then we can see if we can rush out." Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice, and the broken Tarot Excalibur pointed straight forward.
The young man Yulu came into the air with a smile, his palms were in a row of clouds, lowering his vigorous strength.
With the left arm holding the little emperor, the right hand lifted the Tailuo Excalibur. Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and used the absolute sword.
In this case, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, dying for survival. The most common sword to date has released the most terrifying power.
This is a desperate sword. Only in desperate situations can you release the power of the ultimate, and there is no upper limit.
A sword can be regarded as a million swords, with a broken face.
The male Ziyu's full blow, even for a moment, shattered, like a boiling lake, all dissipated.
"Cough, early, I knew you could stop this kind of offensive, and I wouldn't do much." With the help of Jian Wushuang, Xiao Dijun reluctantly said.
His body is weak. Even if he comprehends the fairy style, he can’t change his physique.
Jian Wushuang slightly pursed her lips, "It can be blocked now, but it may not be blocked just now."
Little Emperor’s mouth was slightly cocked, and then looked forward, "The strength is so disparate, I am afraid that this time, it is really going to lose."
"What if something changes?" Jian Wushuang said slowly.
It seems to confirm his words. At the next moment, nearly twenty magnificent rainbow shadows rose from the giant river below him, and the majestic momentum was shocking.
At the forefront of these rainbow shadows, a huge strange ape screamed, and the thousands of feet left a very shocking impression on all Yanxian.