Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2434: Phantom of Purple Light

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The dazzling sword light is on again, and that Pang Tao obviously has no mercy and compassion, his swordplay has been fully exerted, the speed is extremely fast, and he continues to attack and kill Zhuo Bing. Faced with this swordplay, Zhuo Bing could only do his best to resist, but it was extremely difficult to resist.

"Sister, I'll stop him."

Ling Dan came directly to stop Pang Tao.

"Can you stop it?" Pang Tao sneered, his strength and speed soared a lot.

Pang Tao alone brought tremendous pressure to Zhuo Bing, not to mention not only Pang Tao, but also many disciples around him.

Under their siege, the four of Zhuo Bing could not hold on.

"No, I can't stop it." Su Tong sent a low drink.

"Dammit, do you really want to hand over the sign that you have?" Zhuo Bing looked cold.

The seat order is in her ring, and what she has already got. Now she wants to hand it over, she is naturally unwilling.

But now the four of them have completely fallen into the siege of the crowd, and it is almost impossible to rush out. In such a situation, if he does not hand in, I am afraid that he will only crush the security order and leave the saint's tomb. This way is up.

But even if they leave, the seat sign will still remain.

"We have no choice, sister, please hand it over first, and wait to find a way to get it back." Ling Dan also sent a message to Zhuo Bing.

At this moment, the pressure of the four of them is the biggest, because he had already suffered some injuries under the siege of the siege to help Zhuo Bing before. Now he not only has to face Pang Tao, but also the Great Tragedy Another first-class demon also came to him. He was completely crushed, and he was already struggling to support it. After waiting a little longer, he could only crush the security order sign.

Seeing this scene, although Zhuo Bing gritted his teeth and was extremely unwilling, his heart had already made a decision.

Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood.

Zhuo Bing already intends to surrender the seat order.

But when the four of Zhuo Bing were besieged by everyone and forced into desperation, no one noticed that Jian Wushuang, who had been outside the battlefield, had disappeared from his place.

When it appeared again, Jian Wushuang had already reached the crowd in the middle of the battlefield, and was behind Zhuo Bing.

"Sister, do you need help?"

Jian Wushuang's voice sounded in Zhuo Bing's ear without any sign.

Zhuo Bing's figure is straight forward, and he immediately looked at the direction where Jian Wushuang was.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Zhuo Bing was startled.

She had previously told her to ask Jian Wushuangbei to fight for this seat, and not to be too close to the battlefield, so as not to let that Pang Tao find an opportunity.

Jian Wushuang agreed to her at the time.

But now, Jian Wushuang appears directly on the battlefield?

"Come on, you go, leave!" Zhuo Bing lied.

Ke Wushuang is unmoved.

Also, Pang Tao also noticed the arrival of Jian Wushuang.

"Haha, this boy, went to the battlefield stupidly to help his elder sister?" Pang Tao exulted, "Just so, Lao Tzu was worried that he couldn't find a chance to fight against him. Instead, he took the initiative to send it. Come to the door? In response to the old saying, you do n’t go if there is a way in heaven, you break in without a door to hell. "

Pang Tao's eyes are also shining with a strong light.

After seeing Jian Wushuang, he made a decision immediately.

"You two, entangle me with this Ling Dan." Pang Tao commanded.

The other two first-class gods of Da Beizong immediately stepped forward and entangled Ling Dan, while Pang Tao freed up his hands and flew towards Jian Wushuang directly.

"Pang Tao, stop, I'll give you the seat order!" Zhuo Bing immediately burst into drink.

"The seat order?" Pang Tao smiled coldly. "The seat order was for a while, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to compete, and this sword is unparalleled, but stand in front of me."

There is no hesitation in Pang Tao's heart.

He made a judgment long ago, first cut and kill Jian Wushuang, get what he left behind by Zixue Sheng, and then fight for the seat command, it's just too time.

"Brother, run away, run away!"

Seeing Pang Tao's intentional killing of the sword, Wu Shuang, Zhuo Bing shouted frantically.

But Jian Wushuang didn't mean to escape at all, and his eyes had already looked at that Pang Tao.

The palm of his hand turned, and the Blood Peak Sword appeared in his hands. Immediately, the sword walked without a double figure, and actually greeted Pang Tao.

"Look for death!"

Pang Tao didn't anger and smile, his face became frightened, "boy, if you want to find your own way, you can't blame me."

"Go to death!"

Om!

The dazzling sword shadow lights up fiercely.

It looks like a huge sun, shining the whole world.

Many people can't help closing their eyes under the shadow of this sword.

This sword contains Pang Tao's killing and resentment, which is extremely terrible. The most important thing is the speed, which is too fast.

No one came around to rescue him at all.

"Little brother!"

Zhuo Bing stared, a look of despair already in his eyes.

But the sword Wushuang floating slowly, the blood peak sword in his hand, has already moved.

Wow la la ~ A beautiful sword lights up.

This sword light, with a faint purple, across the void, is gorgeous.

Although the purple sword light is not as dazzling as it is, it is incredibly enchanting, like a purple ghost flashing by.

In terms of momentum, this purple sword light has an understatement, far less terrifying than Pang Tao's sword.

But this is such a sword. When the gorgeous purple sword light was swept out, Pang Tao's pupils also shrank secretly. "This sword seems unusual."

Pang Tao just noticed.

Oh!

Jiang Wushuang and Pang Tao's figures have been crossed.

Jian Wushuang appeared behind Pang Tao, standing with one hand holding the sword.

"Swords are like shadows, swords are like charms."

"Yu Ying Yu Jian, Mei Yu Yu Jian, such as charm like shadow, colorful!"

"In the purple blood sword art created by the purple blood saint, this third type of purple phantom is the most beautiful sword."

Jian Wushuang murmured with a smile on his face, while his blood peak Jian Jian had a faint blood on the bottom.

Time and space seem to have frozen.

Many talented disciples around, including Zhuo Bing, Ling Dan, Zhong Yi, and Su Tong, stopped their movements at this moment and looked here.

There is a glimmer of surprise in their eyes.

Many people haven't seen clearly what happened. They only saw Pang Tao. At this moment, it was completely solidified like a sculpture. His eyes were empty, with terrifying fear, but more incredible.

"I, I ..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he only spoke two words for a long time.

Hoo!

The breeze struck, and a huge head flew away.

(End of this chapter)