Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4477: Five-pulse disciples
The area of Refining God Sect is extremely vast.
The Tibetan Book Pavilion is quite far away from Shiyan Mountain. After half a column incense, Jian Wushuang saw the palace with an open mouth like an evil ghost at the address given by Jiu Mu.
This palace looks horrible, with a black plaque hanging on it, with the three characters "Book Collection" written on it.
"This is the library? The style is really in line with the style of refining Shenzong."
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, then shook his head and walked towards the library.
It's quite quiet, and no one else exists. I want to be the five-pulse disciple, it should not have arrived yet.
There are countless huge bookshelves in the library. There are densely packed books on the shelves, and there are tens of millions of less.
Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and then the divine power spread out, and he shot towards these books.
In the blink of an eye, the contents of thousands of books fell into Jian Wushuang's mind in an instant.
Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes and began to read the contents of these books carefully, looking for an explanation of virtual force.
Time passes slowly.
An hour ...
Two hours ....
Three hours .....
"I found it!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes opened sharply, and there was a flash of magic in his eyes.
嗤.
The next moment.
An ancient yellow book shot backwards from the bookshelf and flew into the hands of Jian Wushuang.
The content recorded in this book is truly a search for the most essential and original force of virtual force.
There is a mark on the book that can indicate who borrowed the book from the library. The sword Wushuang Jianshu is already available. Naturally, you don't need to stay in the library anymore and turn to walk outside the library.
Flop.
Jian Wushuang heard a rush of footsteps as soon as he reached the door.
Then, the vision in front of him was covered by the dark shadow, and a group of disciples of arrogant Shenzong with different appearances stopped in front of him.
They are wearing uniform blood robes. The disciple in the front has a bear head, muscles knotted on his arms, naked tops, and his veins are twisted like the root of a horror tree. On his left shoulder, seven Red star shines with magical light!
The seven-star dummy is corresponding to the almost invincible master!
"Take it easy."
Jian Wushuang stepped on his feet, holding books, and looked up at the disciples with a calm expression.
This group of disciples, walking in the first place, are obviously the bears of the leader? Xu Shi, looked down at Jian Wushuang, then flashed a strange color in his eyes.
The next moment, the corner of his mouth widened.
"Mist double?"
Jian Wushuang nodded after hearing the words, and said, "It's me. Is there anything wrong?"
The tall and burly bear ?? Xu Shi heard the words, the smile on his face grew stronger, and he stretched out his hand: "Mist Shuang, I am the chief disciple of Banshan Taishang Elder's pulse. I think we are You can sit down and talk. "
Jian Wushuang gave him a slight glance and said, "No interest."
As soon as this remark was made, the audience was silent.
The smile on the angry bear's face is frozen, and the outstretched hand is stiff.
"Hey, Wu Shuang, our boss invites you personally, don't know me!"
"Mist Shuang, how did you talk to our Brother Fury?"
"Mist Shuang, pay attention to your attitude to talking with Brother Fury Bear!"
The angry bear Xu Shi has not spoken yet, and the disciples walking behind him can't help but yell.
Jian Wushuang frowned when he heard the words, but didn't speak.
click.
The angry bear retracted his hand, squinted his eyes, and Pi Xiaorou did not smile: "Mist Shuang, it seems that you are not going to give me this face?"
Jian Wushuang's expression was always indifferent, and he looked at him and said, "I'll say it again at last, please let go, you're blocking my way."
I saw this fall, and the angry bear's eyes narrowed again, and finally the smile on his face completely converged.
Just as he was about to continue speaking.
Papapa.
A clap of hands sounded outside the library.
"Hahaha, angry bear, I ca n’t think of your grand master disciple, who is about to break through the existence of the trace-level virtuoso, and even eaten it in the hands of a new student!"
A chirping sound sounded, and then a young man with bone and wings and a thin body was leading a group of people and striding in.
The chief disciple of the elders of Taichen Bone, Black-winged Xu Shi!
Flop.
It's not over yet. I saw that there are constantly seven-star-level Xu Shi, leading the disciples of Lian Shenzong, or expressionless, or slightly ironic, and entered from outside the library with negative hands.
Lan Yuetai, the elder's chief disciple, Xuanyang!
Jin Yatai, the elder of the elders, Zhengheng!
Instantly, all the disciples of the four elder brothers and elders all arrived except for the disciples who practiced the lineage of the Sect Master.
"Furious bear, it looks like your face is not easy to use. People don't look at you at all."
The chief disciple of Mr. Jin Yatai's elder, Zhengheng Xushi, smiled lightly.
Soon, a burst of laughter came.
They are fighting in secret, and everyone wants to be a horn-bearer of the younger generation of Shenzong. At this moment, when they see the angry bears eating, how can they let this scene of falling rocks down.
"Hum."
The angry bear snorted coldly, his eyes staring at Wu Shuang, his expression suddenly became gloomy.
In a pair of eyes, the violent light flickers constantly.
"Mist Shuang, I'll ask you one last time, don't you lose face?"
The angry bear said coldly.
Today, either Sword Warrior surrenders to him, or he will take Sword Warrior!
Otherwise, what's his face?
"Master Wushuang, don't hurry to promise, don't worry about him, come to me Black Wings, I will protect you!"
The black-winged Xu Shi flashed his eyes and said.
"Master Wushuang, come to me, I will take good care of you!"
Zhengheng Xu Shi, also quickly said.
For a moment, everyone gave you a mouth and a mouth, and the originally quiet library, suddenly became noisy.
"Noise."
Jian Wushuang saw this, and his eyebrows gradually cooled down, looking at the angry bear blocking him in front of him, only spitting out a word.
"Go!"
The exit of the ‘roll’ word suddenly sounded like a thunderous blast, and the audience was silent!
"You are looking for death !!!"
The angry bear burst into rage instantly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he stretched out his hand toward the sword Wushuang.
Endless powerlessness, condensed in his hands.
Others, when they saw this scene, their eyes were instantly frozen.
Just at this moment, Jian Wushuang's right hand has suddenly stretched out at a faster speed, holding the angry bear's neck with one hand!
Next moment!
The sword has no force on both hands and directly lifts the angry bear.
In the swordless hands, he seems not to be the bear who dominates the reincarnation of God, but a chick who can pinch to death.
The angry bear's complexion changed instantly, no matter how he surged his imagination, he could not struggle at all.
In his horrified gaze, Jian Wushuang's cold voice sounded in his ear.
"I don't want to participate in your boring game, don't come to death."
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