Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4760: Seven sword chaos

The Temple of Heaven was silent and everyone was watching this scene with breathless breath.

The sword-sword good swordsmen, when they saw this almost instantaneous confrontation, were all frowning.

Because of the confrontation between the two of them, the sword intention that escaped from them is absolutely uncommon.

Especially at the flash of the sword, even those who approached felt a sense of murderous intent to cut the soul.

The sword stands without a sword, and it seems that it is not going to fight next.

And the young guard did not plan to fight anymore, after the sword was turned around, he was ready to return.

"Stop, did I ask you to go back?"

A icy voice sounded, and the youngest son sitting in front of him protruded in front of his body. His drunken eyes were full of coldness, and it seemed that the next moment would be a violent murder.

And the figure that is about to return is also at this moment, a pair of British eyes staring at him, and then arched his hand, "Click to stop, if I hit it, I will probably make a joke."

"If the son insists on watching, why not let me wait for some brothers to compose a sword dance for the son?"

Sonson Mo Wenyan, looking at the heroic guard, his face calmed down, "Well, if you are not satisfied with me, your head will be taken!"

The young guard promised, and then turned to look behind him.

A total of six guards in uniform dress walked out slowly from one side.

Jian Wushuang sees this, his eyebrows jump slightly, and he moves back without trace.

"Brother Jian, is there something?" Chen Qing asked in a low voice.

"If the situation is not right, just run!" he whispered, his eyes flashing dignifiedly.

At this point, Jian Wushuang is completely sure that the seven guards are the seven swordsmen who were seen in the Xianfu Pavilion in the Northern Celestial State.

At the moment, they have all sneaked into this temple, and the goal seems to be all running to the son Mo.

Chen Qingqiuqiu and the two heard it, and they all became cautious. They knew that Jian Wushuang's character would never be targeted.

He said there is a situation, then there must be a situation.

For a time, Chen Qing set his sights on the center of the hall, and the seven seemingly ordinary figures.

There is not too much nonsense, seven figures are spread out side by side in a zigzag shape, and then a seven-handed sword with a tangled force directed straight ahead.

The atmosphere in the entire temple began to change subtly.

Jian Wushuang and Chen Qingqiuqiu moved to the gate of the Temple of Heaven without any trace, but they were stopped by the silver bell girl sitting on the head.

At this moment, the sword dance composed of a group of seven people began. With the leading young guard as the guide, the seven-handed sword moved and moved in the hall.

The smoke from the huge incense burner in the middle of the temple was gradually transformed into various scenes by these swords.

It looks like a dragon is leaping into the sea of ​​clouds, or it is like a tiger lying on the ground, changing a lot.

Seeing this magnificent scene, sitting on the side of the temple, or the Yanxian could not help clapping.

The young son Mo, who is sitting on the head, nodded frequently, and seemed to be very satisfied with the sword dance of these seven people.

Jian Wushuang seems a little uneasy, because he just discovered that this seven-person team has a more powerful and powerful force.

Although only a moment was revealed, Jian Wushuang was immediately shocked.

That level of Yan Yan might be beyond the realm of Yan Xian.

"Are they going to assassinate Gongzi Mo?" He seemed to think of something, and then looked at him.

Unconsciously, the seven figures are leaning forward.

Yunyan gradually spread throughout the hall, making every roof repair seem to be on top of the cloud, fluttering in immortality.

At this moment, the young son is gradually excited, and the eyes are even more drunk.

And in the seven-man formation, the youngest guard in the front, holding a real sword, is very powerful.

In the eyes that were slightly old, there was a quiet sense of murder.

In the next moment, he jumped up suddenly, stepped on the clouds of smoke, and under the gaze of all the top repairs and Yanxian, he shook the real sword tightly, and stabbed him into the ink.

The air seems to be stagnant, and everything that is about to happen will happen at this moment.

A sword that lingered on supremacy, without any hesitation to stab him.

However, at this time, the mutation suddenly appeared, and the space in front of Gongzi Mo collapsed without a sign, and even forcedly changed the position of the sword.

The sword that originally pierced the ink head of the son was forced to move, and finally without any resistance, it pierced the cheekbones and nailed it firmly on the temple chair.

The screams were resounding, and blood was pouring out.

The whole left side of the young son Mo was crushed directly, the real sword penetrated half of his head, and the tip of the sword went straight into the hall chair for more than an inch!

But the blow didn't kill him at all, and there was even a distance from the fairy source in his head.

The one-shot failed to kill, the young guard came down with the palm of his hand, and vowed to kill the son Mo completely!

But the great coercion that followed, contained his momentum.

A black robe walked out from behind the son Mo, and also stretched out a palm, smashing towards the young guard.

The two forces collided, and a loud noise erupted.

The young guard then flew out like a broken kite.

At this moment, all Dingxiu and Yanxian have reacted and manipulated Yanli to encircle the seven people.

And the six bodies that stood in place were all moved, and all were like ghosts. After quickly catching the young guard, they let go of their hands and feet to kill.

One of them was tall and thin, and her palms were closed on her chest, and then she suddenly tore it apart. The infinite strength actually shredded the space directly, and together with the more than twenty top repairs around it, they were all turned into powder .

There is another figure, with his palm clenched into a fist, hitting the ground with a punch.

"Boom!"

The entire temple shook, and then a series of fine cracks cracked the white jade floor.

The six physiques all broke out their most terrifying power at this moment.

Everyone has the terrible power to kill Yan Xian easily.

At this point, the entire temple is in chaos!

As early as the first moment of the riot, Jian Wushuang took the lead in responding, directly reaching for the door of the hall, and running directly with the two of them.

This kind of chaos, which is not controlled at all, is a little careless. I am afraid that even he will drink on the spot.

"Brother Sword, this is too exciting. The young man Mo seems to be dead today!" Among the three bodies that fled quickly in the void, Chen Qing said excitedly, "It is true In all kinds of reincarnations, some people came to assassinate."

Jian Wushuang heard that the body that had fled quickly had stopped abruptly.

Looking back at the Temple of Heaven that is about to have signs of collapse, he finally said, "No, I want to go back."

Chen Qing stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Brother Sword, are you kidding me? Gongzi Mo is no longer guaranteed to die."