Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4199: Goodbye He Ling

(The first is here!)

In the second floor of the Tara Ruins, the chance he got is too big. After Taro Sword Spirit took him away, in order to improve his strength, those magic drugs are almost like money. Tucked into the stomach of Jian Wushuang, until now, there is a lot of medicine in Jian Wushuang's body.

These magic drugs have the ability to increase the strength of Jian Wushuang's divine power and the sword's understanding of the laws of the universe, but most of them are to promote the fusion of Jian Wushuang's eighth rule!

"As long as the digestive properties of the divine medicine in the divine body are combined with the power of Wu Daohe, I should break through the fifth level to dominate. It should not take long."

Jian Wushuang made a decision in his heart, and then said hello to Leng Rushuang, his figure swept away, and he strode toward Wudao River

Wu Dao River, riverside location.

A small man with a short beard and two long beards on his mouth is lying on a soft bed, leaning back and forth, next to him, a female disciple of the Temple of Life is smirking for him. Squeeze your shoulders.

"Master He Ling, do you still like the blood jade coral I sent?" The female disciple of the Temple of Life said with a smile.

"Well, I can barely get through." He Ling said with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, he is lying with a golden sword in his eyes, his eyes narrowed and his expression is enjoyable. Where is the miserable look that was half bullied by Jian Wushuang before?

"Master Na He, can I now enter Han Dao Hanoi and learn the rules of enlightenment?" The female disciple was affirmed by Ha Ling, and was immediately excited, and asked with a look of excitement.

"For your good and clever sense, you can help me for another three days. You will be comfortable with me, and you will naturally be able to go in." Master He Ling has a relaxed attitude. Said.

"Yes!" Suddenly, the female disciple of the Temple of Life shook her hands more and more quickly.

"Comfortable ~~~!"

He sighed in his heart. This is the correct way for him to open his master. What kind of ghost operation was that guy named Jian Wushuang a thousand years ago?

The period of repression by Jian Wushuang is simply unbearable. In his long life, he is the greatest shame.

"Fortunately, the sword that has killed thousands of swords is unparalleled. I heard that it has been dispatched. It is estimated that it will not return in a short time."

He thought of this, He Ling smiled, if he could, he would never want to see Jian Wushuang again in his life!

Just now.

"Linghe Ling, you will enjoy it."

A strange voice revealed a familiar voice, which suddenly sounded in He Ling's ear.

He Ling froze all of a sudden!

He turned back blankly, and saw a figure that he didn't want to see again in his life, and looked at him with a smile in his mouth.

"The sword Sword of Killing Thousand Blades !!!"

Stop!

He suddenly crawled from the soft bed with both hands and feet, and screamed in horror, then jumped into Wudao River.

"What is this, what is this?" The life shrine female disciple was stunned.

In the Temple of Life, the highly respected Lord Heling was frightened and fled?

She looked back abruptly, and saw a young brunette in black, standing beside the river with a smile in her mouth.

"Jian Wushuang?" The female disciple frowned.

Jian Wushuang has a good reputation in the Temple of Life. At the beginning, he fought against Jiu Jie King in the Proving Grounds. It can be described as the Zhen Zhen Temple. Most disciples in the Temple of Life knew Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly towards her, then stepped on it, and immediately shot into Wudao River.

The deepest part of Wudaohe.

He Ling hugged his waist and hid behind a boulder. He slightly extended his head. A pair of small triangular eyes murmured and looked around.

Pap.

Suddenly, he was patted on the shoulder.

Then, the nightmare-like voice to him, with a joke, sounded again in his ear, "Master Heling, what are you looking at?"

He Ling froze, shivered, and looked back stiffly.

Sure enough, the figure is standing quietly behind him.

"Jiang Wushuang, you are endless? What do you want to do this time again?" He Ling's face changed, and he stretched out his short hand, opened the hand with Jian Wushuang on his shoulder, and couldn't bear it anymore. Roared in anger.

Jian Wushuang didn't care, smiled a little, and replied: "This isn't going to trouble Master Heling again, help me break through."

"What? Breakthrough ?! Didn't you just break through? Why do you break through? !!!"

He Ling stared at the eyes, couldn't believe a glance at Jian Wushuang, immediately stepped on his feet, and immediately slipped forward.

"No, no, this guy is coming to squeeze me again. I have to leave here to avoid the limelight." The thoughts in He Ling's head turned sharply, and he immediately made up his mind to avoid the limelight.

Running, he suddenly found that he seemed to be stepping back.

"Well? What's going on?" He Ling was puzzled, and then he felt that his shoulder was grasped by a big hand.

"Come on, Lord Heling!"

A loud laugh, sounded behind his back, the next moment, he heard Jian Wushuang smiled and said, "Suppression!"

Oh! !! !!

For a moment, a stone stele with repressive power descended from the sky, crushing him severely.

"Ah !!!!!! Damn swords matchless!"

He Ling shouted miserably, then turned his head to look at Jian Wushuang, shaking with vigor: "Jian Wushuang, are you a devil?"

"Master He Ling, I promise, this is the last time." Jian Wushuang arched his hand at him with a smile, then sat down slowly and closed his eyes.

Oh! !! !!

A swordman cut it off, and immediately cut the river spirit into two pieces.

A strong, regular breath permeates.

Jian Wushuang ’s breakthrough has begun

In the depths of the universe, the stars are shining, and the stars are shining. The top powers stand here, forming a posture of juxtaposition.

The Taixu Star Field is located in the deep central position of the universe. As the name implies, you can know that this Taixu Star Field belongs to the Taixu Temple.

At this moment, there are seven white temples built in a separate space in Taixu Starfield.

These seven white temples, each of which is extremely solemn and sacred, has its own badge.

The seventh temple is a golden wisteria flower.

The seventh shrine is so towering. A long stone staircase is straight up. This stone staircase is not spacious. On the contrary, it is very narrow and aggressive, full of depression.

"See the Vice Hall Master!" The two ultimate masters responsible for guarding the stone ladder, holding swords and shields, salute to an old man with white hair.

"Can the Lord Lord be in the Hall?" Bai Fuzun asked, covering his right face, a little gloomily.

The slap of the Supreme Bloodwave is formed by the aggregation of Supreme Divine Power, which is so easy to eliminate.

"Return to the deputy hall master, Lord hall master has returned from the ancient sky and is waiting for you in the hall." The two ultimate masters returned.