Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4481: Too Elder Banshan

Escape?

At this moment, thousands of thoughts flashed wildly in Jian Wushuang's mind.

It is absolutely impossible for him to perform the soul-searching technique. Once he is cast, the things from the Divine Universe will be fully exposed.

Although he has transformed divine power into virtual power now, the soul-searching technique directly enters a long time and traces the deepest memory.

This is how Jian Wushuang can change, and it is absolutely impossible to change.

Instead of exposing and being killed after performing Soul Search, it is better to hurry and retreat now!

For a moment, Jian Wushuang's face remained calm, but his heart began to want to retreat.

If the two supernatural powers of the "primitive universe" and "life stun" are directly applied, coupled with the mysterious skills such as dragon blood mysticism, when the explosion erupts, you will be caught off guard, the sword is unrecognized, and you may No chance to escape.

Also, he has a hole card called "Divine Power Breakdown", which can confuse magic.

However, in this way, it is equivalent to all the actions before Jian Wushuang, all of which are lost, and the Supreme Corpse of Tai Luo will not be taken away.

"Mist Double, come on."

Just as the Sovereign Lord is about to prepare for the Soul Search.

Elder Banshan, one of the five elder elders, flashed his eyes slightly and suddenly said: "Sect master, moose wind is right, this fog pair is a rare good seed for our refining Shenzong, relying on his talent In the future, it will inevitably be on an equal footing with me. If after the soul-searching technique, he is indeed the same person who is out of the same place with the three, if not, it is equivalent to us personally strangling the future of our refining Shenzong Power.

I ask the Lord Suzerain to think twice about this. "

Jian Wushuang, who had already exploded far away, could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked towards the elder Banshan.

I saw the elder Banshan nodded slightly towards him, and there was a flash of strangeness in the eyes that only the sword could see.

"Huh?"

Jian Wushuang saw this, and he couldn't help but sing in his heart.

"Yeah, Lord Sovereign, can you test whether Wushuang and the three are from the same place, and there are more discernible ways, why use the soul-searching technique?"

Elder Moosewind said quickly.

Lian Shen Zongzhang heard that he could not help but hesitate in his eyes.

It seems to be thinking. After a while, the Lord of the Refining God nodded and said, "Well, just as the elders said."

"Mist Shuang, so let's release your power and let this lord see it."

As soon as this remark was made, there was no expression on the other people's faces, but the elder **** sickle burst into a smirk.

He has inquired that Jian Wushuang has not really used virtual force since entering the Refining God Sect.

Included in the library, conflicts with Disciples of the Four Pulses, and confrontation with the angry bear, also using physical power.

It can be deduced from this that this misty pair definitely has some reason for being unable or afraid to use virtual force.

However, after just a breath, the smile on Elder Shen's face instantly freezes on his face.

"How, how can this be?"

I saw Jian Wushuang spread out his five fingers in the hall. In his palm, a black ball condensed by forceless force was constantly breeding distortion.

The virtual force in it is pure to the extreme.

Jian Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the Lord of the Lian Shen and said, "Master, do you think that's enough?"

Instantly, the expression of the Sovereign Lord Suddenly fell down, and the elder wind of Elder Wind flashed a hint of expected satisfaction, and the voice that had previously helped the sword unparalleled to the elder Banshan was in his eyes. A touch of different colors seemed to be quite shocked, and Jian Wushuang released a weak force.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There must be something weird in this!"

At this moment, Elder Shen sickle screamed.

He stared at Jian Wushuang, his face was full of gloom.

Jian Wushuang looked at him with a bland expression and said, "Elder Shen Si, I don't know where to offend you, you have been targeting me since I was still participating in the introductory selection. Disciples remember that it seems that I am You do n’t have much intersection? This soul-searching technique, I ’m afraid you also suggested it to the Lord Sovereign? Elder God sickle, my disciples are curious now. Is it possible that the disciples offended you or I accidentally violated it? What is your interest that makes you so hate me? "

At the end of this remark, the other elders seemed to be hindered by what they thought, and narrowed their eyes to look at Elder God sickle's eyes, which became complicated.

They couldn't help but think that the biological son of Elder Shenxian is now the chief disciple of the suzerain and is now recognized as the first genius of refining Shenzong.

Before Jian Wushuang's future refining Shenzong, the elder Shenxian had proposed to the suzerain in the hall three or five times that his son should be appointed as the next suzeraine of the reincarnation.

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts emerged from the minds of many elders in the hall.

And once this idea starts to take root in my mind, it will gradually sprout, grow stronger, and then go on.

"Mist Shuang, you talk nonsense ...!"

Elder Shenxian's face suddenly changed.

He wants to say more.

"Enough!"

Lian Shen Zong Su looked at him coldly, then looked at Jian Wushuang again, expressionless: "Mist Shuang, you are a descendant of Zongmen, you must not frame the elders without any evidence!"

Stop, the Lord of the Refining God continued:

"Wu Shuang, that's all for this time, but after Zongmen big match, there is a task that you need to perform, you must not refuse! Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Well, let's just go away."

The Sovereign Lord regained his seat and closed his eyes.

The five elders of the hall, and the elders, looked at each other, and then resigned.

"Mist Double, let's go."

Elder Mok Feng patted Jian Wushuang's shoulder and smiled.

"OK."

Jian Wushuang left with the elder wind elder.

Suddenly, the hall was quiet, and only Elder Shen sickle left.

He stared at the back of Jian Wushuang's death, his eyes were extremely resentful.

"Mist Shuang, you wait! You should not be too proud, this seat will grab your feet sooner or later!"

Elder Shen sickle rattled with teeth.

......

Refining God.

Jian Wushuang and Elder Wind are flying in the air.

"Hum, God sickle, it's getting too much!"

"He thinks that he is a suzerain, even his disciples dare to bully?!"

Elder Wind's face is particularly unsightly.

The sword's eyes flickered, and the elder Shenxian's attack on him and the temptation of the master of the refining **** were all within his expectation, and it was no accident.

The elder Banshan suddenly made a speech, which made Jian Wushuang feel a little surprised.

In the midst, Jian Wushuang has a kind of intuition. This is too much for elders, but I am afraid it is not easy.

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