Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4797: Old friends meet old acquaintances

There was a momentary stagnation in that fierce killing opportunity.

It was this momentary stagnation that made Jian Wushuang breathe.

He tried almost all his energy and fled to escape.

But it was still a little late.

Unparalleled, beyond the terrible atmosphere of imagination, it is easy to directly destroy the sword without arms!

His right arm holding the invisible sword is completely broken!

In exchange for a chance to escape at the cost of breaking one arm, cold sweat flows from Jian Wushuang's temples.

The kind of irresistible and untouchable atmosphere is really terrible, just the last emperor’s obsession is so terrifying. If the emperor came in person, what would it be like?

"Good boy, you can actually escape." Di Qing looked at him coldly, "If at first, I might take you as an emissary, but now, those who dare to touch the heavenly court must Will be destroyed!"

Hong Zhong’s Dalu-like voice resounded, and his pupil with golden eyes scanned everyone present.

Chun Qiu and Cui Jing, who are a little weaker, seem to be unable to bear the unnamed oppression at this moment, and kneel directly on the ground.

Chen Qing was obviously not well received, but he still struggled to get rid of the shackles, his arms stretched out, trying to drag Jian Wushuang out of the range.

But Xinghuo Anneng competes with Haoyue, and the momentum he has released is directly obsessed and defeated by the emperor in the body of Qing Xian.

The sword with the right arm cut off and his breath abated, there is no possibility of escape. He is already deciding to disperse all his strength and try his best to preserve the last breath.

The whole heaven is shaking. Although it is the last emperor’s obsession, it may still be easily beheaded and destroyed.

No one can escape the sanctions of the emperor.

Jian Wushuang only felt like he was falling into the endless abyss, the ice was cold to the extreme, and every cell was breaking.

Jin Eye Dasheng seems to have sentenced them to death.

"Did you really die like this?" He couldn't believe it, and the deep face reflected in Qing Qing's cold face.

Everything is annihilating and the final fall apart.

Just as the emperor obsessed and lowered the punishment, a sudden and outdated doubt sounded around Jian Wushuang's body.

"Huh? How can there be such a familiar atmosphere here, have you two old things been found?"

It was the voice of the tall, thin old man, Yang Jun, coming from the bowl of Yang.

Jian Wushuang shuddered as if grabbing the last life-saving straw and desperately opened the bottle stopper of the bowl.

Yang Jun’s figure walked out of the bowl of Yang, and his eyes directly locked the body of Ye Qing, a little surprised.

And the original Qing, who was lowering the penalty, also stopped the action and exuded the golden pupil, which is also unbelievable.

"Yang Jun?!"

"Six Crows?!"

Two suspicious voices sounded simultaneously.

The tall and thin old man, Yang Jun, was a little unbelievable. He walked straight away, turned around in a circle, and muttered in his mouth, "Isn’t your old kid no scum left? How did it become Lost this look?"

Yi Qing took a deep breath and stared at Yang Jun for a while, and then he was a little uncertain, "You, is it really Yang Jun?"

"While looking at the sky of the sky, who can find the second place, who is more emperor than me, Yang Jun?" Yang Jun stood straight and caressed.

"It really is you..." Di Qing cleared his eyes slightly, and then said with emotion, "I really didn't expect to be able to meet an old friend before I will go."

"Coming back, I remember you haven't... How come you are fully recovered now?" Yang Jun was puzzled and looked at him carefully.

Yi Qing heard a bitter smile, and then a dark cloud of smoke poured from the top of the skull.

At the same time as this dark cloud of smoke gushed out, Di Qing's entire figure was directly weakened, and then fell into the hall, passing out.

The cloud smoke slowly formed in the air, eventually condensing into a real body of emperor dressed in Moyuliu Yundi costume.

"My real shadow has long been broken in that war, and even my real body has become a fan. Now what you see is nothing more than an obsession, an obsession that is about to dissipate."

Yang Jun is called the emperor of the Six Crows, and a touch of loneliness flashes through Chi Jin's pupils.

After hearing this, Yang Jun couldn’t control his angry voice, "Damn Zhenwu Yang, when the emperor is completely restored, he will keep his blood feud!"

At the same time, two streamers streamed out of the bowl and came to the Emperor Liuyao.

"Six Crows, long time no see."

Su He, who has a bizarre double pupil, and Dao Gong, who has a beautiful face, appear together with a smile.

The eyes of Emperor Liuya were fixed, and finally he smiled, "I know, you three old guys must be alive."

"The year was gone, only to see the last one at this moment."

The atmosphere is a bit heavy, and the three emperors naturally perceive that the real shadow of the emperor of the six crows is long gone, and now he is only the last obsession.

"You, you are too stubborn, don't understand the reason of leaving Qingshan here, and don't fear that there is no firewood." Yang Jun sighed, and the old friend who was also the emperor became the look of the moment, and he was naturally in a lonely mood. .

However, Emperor Liu Crow smiled comfortably, "I was shattering the real shadow, and at the beginning, I also put Zhen Wuyang together fiercely, leaving him a wound that could not be healed, if I let me choose now Once, I will still do it."

"This is my destination, you don't have to worry about it, since you all left a real shadow, there will be a day to recover, and it is not too late to find Zhenwuyang to collect debts."

The three emperors saw that the six crow emperors were so open-minded, they could not help but ask, "Six crows, have you put down?"

"Put down?" The Six Crow Emperor took a deep breath, and then scolded with full energy, "Put down, I let his mother's fart, I want to give birth to his bone blood all the time, to give My people are buried with them."

The three emperors looked at each other, and they all couldn't laugh or cry. This is the style of the emperor who seems to have a stable face and everything is not on the surface.

It seems that the inner confinement was thrown away, and Liu Chong then simply said, "Lao Tzu is going to die soon, and it is up to you three old guys to kill Zhen Wu Yang. Remember if there is one day , Don’t forget to stab me a sword."

"It's a pity that in the end, we four emperors can't drink it once." Emperor Liuya looked sad.

Yan Jun heard the words and seemed to feel something. His nose shook slightly, and then turned to look at Chen Qing below.

Chen Qing, who is dragging Jian Wushuang back, only feels that an inexplicable crisis has arisen, and the cold hairs behind him are all erected.

"I smelled, this kid has the smell of wine on his body." Yang Jun little, and then reached out a hand, and directly picked the wine gourd from Chen Qing's waist.