Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4172: Yong Ye

"Look for death!"

Jian Wu's eyes flashed coldly, his fingers were like swords, and he severely cracked on the skull of Heavenly Host!

Oh!

There is no obstacle at all. A blood line emerged from the position of the heavenly host's eyebrows. Then, the heavenly host's **** body broke open from the middle, and it was cut directly by the sword Wushuang one finger!

This doesn't stop. Jian Wu's eyes are cold and cold, a sharp and overbearing sword in his hand explodes to the extreme, and once again crushes every divine power of the host to ashes!

Heavenly host slaughtered, completely annihilated!

After doing all this, Jian Wushuang stood with his hands on his back, his expression changed for a while, but he didn't expect to let the person leak the news.

"Nothing, it is expected that the king of the south of the town can't guess anything based on this sentence alone. Even if he really noticed something, that's fine. It's a big war."

Jian Wushuang shook his head and no longer thought. Anyway, with his current strength, even if he was facing up to the king of the south of the town, he would not be defeated, but Jian Wushuang could be determined that he would never be under that town of the south .

"It is imperative now to improve our strength. As long as our strength is strong, even if everyone knows that I have a big secret, what will happen?"

Jian Wu's eyes flickered for a while, then he stepped on his feet and walked away

At the same time, in a palace complex not far away.

Zhennan Wang was dressed in a red robe like blood, and his hair braided was scattered around his back, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sat barefoot on a main seat.

Behind him, a **** armor guard wearing a heavy spear and wearing heavy armor stands respectfully.

This God Armor is the last Armor Guard left when he besieged King Nine Calamities a thousand years ago.

"Master, the general has just heard the voice of Heavenly Master Zhai, saying there is a big secret to tell." God Jiawei whispered.

The king of Zhennan slowly opened his eyes and said lightly, "My King has heard it, and my King can also sense that the breath of the two guys, Tiansu and Xingdou, has disappeared. I want to be killed. . "

Shen Jiawei heard the words, raised his head and wondered: "Wang Ye, is it true that Tian Fei had rumored that a secret report was true? But what great secrets can he know by his strength?"

"Jiawu, don't look down on anyone. There are many opportunities in this Taro ruins. Who knows what Tiansu and Xingdou found?" King Zhennan shook his head with a smile, then stood up and said, : "Let's go, let's take a look at Tiansu."

"Yes!"

God's Guardian congratulates.

A few moments later, the two came to the sky where the host of heaven had fallen.

"Master, Heavenly Host Jay fell here!" God Jiawei felt the residual breath of Heavenly Host Jay in the void, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Zhennan didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes, and a little surprised in his face said to himself: "A strong kendo breath, I remember that there is no such strong kendo master in this ruin."

A few thoughts flashed in King Zhennan's eyes, and he couldn't help thinking, "Is that the guy who is a Qing Xuzi back?"

As soon as the idea came out, he shook his head again and denied it.

Qing Xuzi's fame is not under him. Although he disappeared for thousands of years, it is not to the point where the host and the two do not know each other.

If Qingxuzi hunts them down, they will definitely tell the taboo.

Want to come, this man who killed the two masters of Star and Tiansu is not famous.

"Master, what should we do now?" God Jiawei whispered.

The king of Zhennan replied, "Go back first, such a mighty kendo atmosphere, but also can easily kill the stars and heavens. This person must not be a weak person. The opportunity for the chance in the Taro ruins has just begun , Wang will deal with him sooner or later.

"Yes!"

The two went away gradually

At the same time, a remote corner away from the central area of ​​the Tara Ruins.

The sword sat cross-legged and sat in front of his knees, it was the ‘Taro sword code’!

There is a faint wave of divine power in the Tara sword code, like the aperture, the tara sword code is wrapped in it.

This wave of divine power was left by Tai Luo Supreme that year. It is precisely because of this wave of divine power that this Tara sword classic has gone through hundreds of chaotic times without any damage.

"Are there only five pages?"

Jian Wushuang frowned. This was too heavy and complicated. He had only five pages, and each of these five pages corresponded to a sword power.

That is to say, there are five sword art supernatural powers recorded in this Taura sword classic!

The sword Wushuang lifted his divine power, extended his right hand, and opened the first page.

A strong resistance is uploaded from the sword code. Although this resistance is strong, it is not harmful. It seems to just check the reader if he has the strength to inherit his sword code.

Jian Wushuang saw a cold hum, and the power of his hands surged. He immediately suppressed this resistance and opened the first page.

On the first page of the bronzing paper, the pen corner sharply wrote a paragraph, introducing the first magical power in the Tara sword code.

"Light will be swallowed by darkness, souls will move towards the cold winter, and the sun will eventually fall into the embrace of the night, thus the world will fall into the deepest darkness."

"This darkness"

"Its name is."

"Eternal night !!!"

In a flash, the world in front of Jian Wushuang changed.

Time seems to be accelerating, everything around is gradually fading, flowers and trees are starting to wither and wither, and all the vitality of the world is slowly passing away.

The stars have become dim and the world seems to have become a thick gray.

After a moment, the entire universe is in eternal darkness, and a breath of death, cold, dryness, and rigidity permeates.

Jian Wushuang's eyes are no longer bright.

The root of all this is just because of the sword in the mind of Jian Wushuang, suddenly a sword that can't see the appearance and figure appears, a sword.

All darkness is the power of this sword!

This sword can deprive all vitality and bring eternal darkness to the world!

This sword is called Yong Ye!

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Jian Wushuang looked at Tai Luo Jian Dian like that, without moving, as if falling into the deepest level of enlightenment.

Across the ten feet around him, black ink swords rose up, and then like a large net, densely intertwined, forming a large black net ball, Swords sitting cross-legged wrapped in it.

Spring is coming, autumn is coming, the second year has passed.

The color of this black sphere is getting deeper and deeper, and even darkness begins to spread out, and everything around it is deprived of vitality.

Then the third year.

Jian Wushuang didn't know when it was up, closed his eyes, and the land around him was turned into a cold and dead place shrouded in darkness!

He is completely caught in the deepest level of enlightenment. At the center of his body, the nine-leaf sword grass with seven leaves left is melting and consuming at a very fast rate, and then turned into Kendo. All of his feelings were absorbed by Jian Wushuang.

Fifth year, fifth year, sixth year

At the end of the seventh year, Jian Wushuang finally opened his eyes!