Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1170: I am her master

The Emperor Lan Yue's silver teeth clenched and her body was shaking violently. As she watched the giant hand approaching her step by step, she desperately wanted to resist and struggle.

But she found that she couldn't move at all.

"Is that so?" muttered Empress Lanyue, a look of despair in her eyes.

Suddenly ... the huge palm that grabbed at her and the sky was cleared away.

Without any sign, it just dissipates directly into the void.

The monstrous power contained in that palm has completely disappeared, leaving no trace at all.

"This is it?" Empress Lanyue looked surprised.

The surrounding people are also inexplicable.

And the emptiness of that huge palm is a complexion.

"Who is it!"

The clear low drinking sound echoed throughout the world. This low drinking sound also formed an echo, which lasted for a long time.

A blood robe figure appeared in the distant sky, stepping slowly.

His pace is very slow, but each step easily crosses a long distance. In just two steps, he has reached the very center of the battlefield.

The body pauses, revealing the shape of a young man. This young man is carrying a sword, a sleeve robe, and the whole world is completely quiet.

When you see someone, your empty eyes shrink, and your eyes become cold.

The Empress Lanyue stared at the comer, her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Who are you?" asked emptily.

"Me?" A slight smile appeared on Jian Wushuang's face. "Did you mention me just now?"

"Mentioned to you?" Xu Ming suddenly answered, and Xuan Yi even responded, "You are the master of the Empress Lanyue?"

"Yes, I'm her master. As for the name, it's called Jian Wushuang. I wonder if you've heard it before?" Jian Wushuang's voice was indifferent.

"Well, you are a junior who hasn't lived for more than 2,000 years, has the old man ever heard of you?" An empty humming, his heart was full of disdain.

Just seeing Jian Wushuang even quietly resolved his offensive. He thought that the coming man was very powerful, maybe like him, he had reached the level of eternity, but when he knew the identity of Jian Wushuang, He didn't care much.

"This sword is unparalleled. It ’s only been more than 2,000 years since he went to Wan Gu Jie (Qing Huo Jie). In such a short time, even if he has some talents, what level can he reach? It is already very good to be a god. "Empty heart smirked.

He is an eternal state, and he is still standing on top of it. In this world, what can make him jealous is the top powers at the level of Taoism. How rare is the Taoism. It is also extremely difficult to see one on weekdays.

Jian Wushuang has only been in Wangujie (Blue Fire World) for more than two thousand years. Can he become a Taoist in such a short time?

How is that possible?

Naturally, this clearness doesn't care much about Jian Wushuang.

"This eternal world is within the control of the sky dome, and my domain name in the sky dome is not small, and the eternal realm of the sky dome should not be unknown, but it is ignorant, it seems that he is not People in the sky domain. "Jian Wushuang carried both hands, but his face was quite strange.

After he came to the eternal world, he has been deliberately hiding his breath, and this emptiness can't see his reality.

Looking at the attitude of Kongming now, obviously he doesn't take himself seriously.

"Jian Wushuang, the old man is looking after your disciples. If you want to take her as a maid and take her to the elder world, don't you have any opinion?" An empty posture, overlooking Jian Wushuang, meanwhile, the eternal The atmosphere of the situation is also directly pressed towards Jian Wushuang.

This makes Jian Wushuang even more bitter.

A mere eternity, trying to oppress him by relying on breath alone?

"There are indeed a lot of ignorant people in the world, and today I saw one." Jian Wushuang smiled from the bottom of his heart, but then he opened his mouth, "You want to take my disciple to the ancient world, I certainly have no opinion, but there are A premise. "

"What is the premise?" Kongming thought that Jian Wushuang had been shocked by his eternal breath.

"The premise is that you have to have the life to return to the ancient world." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Empty face immediately stunned, "junior, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw this empty hand stretched out, and the sword was peerless away.

This means that the fragile void in the eternal world immediately burst open, and the whole world seemed to be completely shattered.

Destroyed the scene.

There are those warriors in Wushuang Jiange around Lingluo Palace. When they saw this scene, they all trembled.

"God!"

"This is the power of God!"

"Is it God to destroy my Wushuang Sword Pavilion?"

In the Wushuang Sword Pavilion camp, a loud roar was issued.

The Empress Lanyue also has these eyes, and her heart is full of panic, but more of them are worried.

The sky-killing killer is sky-high. Although he was seriously injured, he can't exert one percent of his strength, but in his opinion, even if it is only one percent, it should be enough to kill the general god. Already.

It can be abrupt, buzzing ~ A breeze hit, the collapsed and shattered world quickly recovered, and his finger still dissipated directly and silently, and there was no wave. .

"What?"

Jian Wushuang raised his head, and his cold eyes glanced over.

At the glance of this eye, the empty heart suddenly pulls out, the hairs of the whole body are erected, and the body is immediately solidified and can no longer move.

"I, I ..." Empty Ming opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Unprecedented fear has flooded his heart, and it is not until this moment that he finally understands what a person is before him.

"Dao Zun, is this Dao Zun?" Empty eyes rolled round.

"Exterminate it."

Jian Wushuang sighed softly, and a sword intent took shape at a glance. It seemed like a small sword intent, but it made the clearness tremble from the bottom of his heart. Then he growled wildly, "Stop, stop, my division. Zun is Bloody Tomb, I am a disciple of Bloody Tomb!

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, but the invisible sword that was originally swept towards the empty head stopped in the void.

Empty Ming stirred his throat, glanced at the invisible sword in horror, and then immediately crushed a sign.

As soon as the lingfu was crushed, an imaginary image formed entirely by consciousness appeared in heaven and earth.

The shadow of consciousness has formed the appearance of a red-haired cold old man. The body has just condensed, and a sound of suffocation has sounded.

"I don't know which Taoist demon wants to kill his disciple? This deity's **** teeth, today I want to ask for advice!"

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