Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2617: End to hand

(Fifth more!)

The master of Nan Wugong Shao Gong just took out the picture of Shanheshe. This ancient scroll, which was originally dim in color and yellowed out, immediately burst into a dazzling light, followed immediately by the need of the black robe. What people do, this picture has instantly turned into a streamer sweeping towards the black robe man.

Shan Heshe swept over to the black robe man, and then excitedly moved around the black robe man. It looked like he had lost a child for two or three days and found his adult.

Seeing this, there are no more doubts among the many strong players present.

Obviously, the figure of this mountain and river society is indeed the mysterious black robe man. It is not that he will never take the initiative to see the black robe man, and he will not go around the other side so excitedly.

While the Heipao people just beckoned gently, the figure of this mountain and river society immediately turned into a light and disappeared into its body.

After doing all this, the Heipao people just looked up slightly and looked around the battlefield in front of them.

"This seat is only to retrieve the treasures you lost. You continue, this seat does not participate."

Deep, with a few hoarse voices from this black robe population, the voice fell, and the black robe man turned around in front of countless strong men, striding forward, moving slowly towards the distant void. Go on.

The man in this black robe is very slow, walking step by step, walking very casually, but even so, this innumerable strong man is still kneeling there, the atmosphere dare not come out.

In the void.

"Lao Meng, this person is leaving." The director of the purple robe at Dingxingge couldn't help it.

"Um." Old Meng nodded slightly, and the bottom of his heart flashed the thought of catching up with the black robe strongman.

But with the thought together, he immediately eliminated it.

At this moment, the mysterious black-robed strong man in front of him is simply terrible in the eyes of Meng Lao. It is much stronger than he expected at first. It is enough to destroy him. Although he is a grand undead sage, compared with such a super existence, that is the gap between Firefly and Haoyue.

This old Meng is very self-aware. He knows that if the other party is only an undead saint, even the near-invincible undead saint, such as the master of the bronze heart sword, he can come forward and try to associate with the other party. Above the undead saint, then he is not allowed to associate casually.

In other words, he is just an undead saint, and he is not qualified to associate with such a super existence.

Second, even if he really doesn't care about the other person's identity, forcing him to make friends, then he must be able to move.

The problem now is that although the strong man in the black robes slowly left, the supreme level of coercion on his body of life still has not weakened, and under this coercion, the old man is only worthy of It was able to maintain a standing posture, without kneeling directly like everyone else.

But his body has been trembling, he can't move at all.

He can't move, what can he do?

Half-sounding, the mysterious black robe strongman finally disappeared into the sight of everyone present.

The coercion that has been flooding the world and oppressing all levels of life finally dissipates slowly.

The coercion disappeared, and many of the strong players present were relieved, exhaling a long breath, and then slowly stood up.

But even if they can stand up again, their hands and feet are still a little shivering and a little trembling.

That's scary! !!

These gods and gods are the five great gods present. They have never practiced such a horrible strong man, nor have they just because of the power of the opponent. Press, let them fear like this.

This is the first time! !!

"Who was that guy just now?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely a shocking superpower. In this endless territory where we are, no, even in the legendary triple day, it must be a superpower of first class."

"That man is so scary, I just felt that my soul was about to burst completely!"

"Me too. I live to this day and live for hundreds of thousands of years. This is the first time I'm afraid of it."

Many powerful people immediately talked about the noise.

And in the middle of the battlefield, the strong men of Nan Wu Gong, Shen Mo Zong, Life and Death Building, and the Oriental Family are all ugly.

But soon their expressions eased and their states gradually recovered.

"The grown-up was just a super-existent super-existent. He just came for his treasure, got the treasure, and he left, and the king Jin Dan, the grown-up did not let go In his eyes, this emperor Jindan is still in the hands of Nanwu Palace. "The cold old man in the House of Life and Death had a cold voice, echoing on the battlefield.

The two great deities of the Demon Sect and the Oriental Family also looked over.

The strong forces of the three parties face each other and follow closely ...

"Kill !!"

The war broke out again.

Although the appearance of the mysterious black robe strong just shocked everyone, but the mysterious black robe strong only took away the map of Shanheshe, but Huangji Jindan ignored it. Influence their contention.

These three top forces joined forces to furiously fight with the people of Nan Wugong again, and the battlefield became hot again.

"Let's go."

Nameng has turned around and headed towards Dingxing Pavilion.

"Lao Meng, then this battle ..." Director Zipa couldn't help wondering.

"The purpose of the old man is just to want to see the master of the mountain and river club. Now that I have seen it, there is no need to stay there. As for the battle for the emperor Jindan, if you want to see it, stay and watch it. It is. "Meng Lao smiled, but his body had already left.

...

In a void far away from that battlefield, there is a dense forest here.

A black 狰狞 miànju on his face, previously awed by everyone, as a mysterious black robe strong superexistent above the undead saint, appeared here, but immediately plunged into the dense forest. .

Deep in the dense forest, this mysterious black robe strongman lurks there carefully for a long time, after confirming that no one is following him, he removes the miànju on his face, revealing a very young face.

This face is like a sword unparalleled! !!

"Begging for wealth! I win, I bet!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, but his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes flashed with surprise and excitement.

With his thoughts, the old, yellowish scroll appears in his hands.

"Picture of Shanheshe, old brother, I finally found you back." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Although he laughed, he was actually soaked with sweat by his back.

(End of this chapter)