Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4701: Wao Daozu

On the sky dome where there is no big sun, red awns emerge and connect with each other, like a dense web, it seems to be crowding in.

"Going ashore!" Jian Wushuang broke the line and jumped into the wandering earth first.

Spring and Autumn followed, and Zheng Ying's eyes flashed a little hesitation, and immediately followed.

The others, led by the thin purple robe, also jumped ashore.

This whirling heaven is the same as other small worlds. The only difference is that it is full of blooming lotus flowers. Looking around, it is extremely relaxed and happy.

As Jian Wushuang and others went ashore, the previously escaping gangsters and others all fell from the clouds.

"I said that if you were to die in this whirling world, you would never be able to take a step!" That strong man whose ear was cut off by Jian Wushuang, the blood on his face was not even there. Erase, there is a trace of humor in the grimace.

"Just by your stinky fish and rotten shrimps, and learn from others' robbery?" Jian Wushuang took a step slowly, and the vast expanse of strength surged, "This time, it is not just your ears that fell ."

The strong man smiled cruelly, and then he stepped back half a step.

After a few moments, thousands of colorful shadows appeared on the darker sky dome, and a lotus cloud broke through and slowly emerged.

On this lotus stand, a bald-headed arhat who was born and fat was sitting still.

There are thousands of colorful shadows across the background, immortal.

Because the aura is too strong, even Jian Wushuang could not help but glanced at it.

"The ancestors are them. They dare to desecrate you. The disciple, as the ancestor of the ancestors, can't be angry for a while. Please come to deal with it!" The strong man covered his head and pretended to be angry. A fair one."

However, the bald-headed Luohan sitting on the lotus platform didn't seem to hear what the strong man was saying, looking at Jian Wushuang and the others in his eyes.

Jian Wushuang inexplicably feels a little sick, how can he not know the meaning of that gaze, obviously this bald arhat is not a good bird, he entered the way with evil.

"Old ancestor, old ancestor?" The strong man tentatively shouted several times. A distaste flashed in the eyes of the bald-headed Luohan, and he slapped him directly with a sleeve, "Go away!"

Covering his brain that was drawn with blood, the strong man dare not to be angry.

"I am a whirling ancestor, Ru and other juniors, why don't you kneel when you see this seat?" The bald-headed Luohan said in a deep voice, and the voice resounded throughout the whirling sky.

The supreme dignity is revealed, quite sacred.

Jian Wushuang took a step forward and raised his eyebrows with a chuckle, "Who am I, but it's the wild leader of the wild fox!"

The bald-headed Luohan, who professed to be a wandering ancestor, looked stiff, and an unbearable humiliation poured into his heart.

"Junior, who just called this Yehu Zen?"

It was repeated again, Chunqiu and others couldn’t help laughing, Rao Shibing Zheng Yingdu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wild Fox Zen is a general term for some people who arbitrarily call the open school, enlightenment and flow into the eccentric, and the people who get the Tao have a great insulting effect.

It’s like a sword without a pair of blood, and it directly tears off the false face of the bald-headed Luohan.

Jian Wushuang continued to sneer, "This is Yehu Zen. He only made three mistakes and two ways to go astray, and he opened up a school to mislead the children. You are not Yehu Zen, so why did your disciple cut off one ear by me?"

With this remark, Chunqiu and others instantly laughed, and their voices resounded through Jiuxiao.

The bald-headed Luohan was shy and irritable. He jumped up and gave the strong man a slap in the face, "Waste!"

Where did the strong man withstand this slap, suddenly staring at Venus and falling straight into the clouds, I don’t know what the world is.

After teaching the disciples, the bald-headed Luohan stared fiercely at Jian Wushuang, "Junior, my mouth is stinking, now I am going to kill you, pulling your fangs one by one!"

At the end of the conversation, he suddenly waved his arms, a sharp octagonal and eight-character treasure, cut open the void, and slashed towards Wushuang.

His eyes narrowed, and the broken Tarot Excalibur stood in front of him.

There is a crisis in the bottom of my heart. Jian Wushuang looks forward, and sees that the octagonal and eight-trigram treasure suddenly disperses into the wind, turning into two left and right, easily avoiding the Tai Luo Excalibur, and really cut on the arm.

The blood of the gods fell, if the sword Wushuang got out in time, I am afraid that both arms would be cut off on the spot.

The bald-headed Luo Han grinned and dropped his head in the sky. "Now that you are self-disciplined in front of this seat, this seat will make you die more comfortably."

The vigorous force surged, and the wounds on the left and right arms that were deep in the bone healed instantly, and Jian Wushuang slowly spit out a murky breath.

Achieving the status of Yanxian, the Chaos Overlord has also been completely transformed. It is for immortality, even if the source is broken, but as long as there is a breath anywhere in the world, it can be completely resurrected.

"Three moves and two methods, but you still can't shake off your name as Yehu Zen." Jian Wushuang smiled disdainfully.

In the next moment, a magnificent Tianmen quietly emerged above his head, and hundreds of millions of Huamang shining out of the Tianmen.

At the sight of this scene, the bald-headed Luohan was stunned, and then his two eyes suddenly opened wide, and his sharpness skyrocketed.

"There is such a pure breath, if you swallow this seat, the state will be melted!" The bald-headed Luohan's voice trembled, and the fat figure also stood up directly from the lotus platform.

"Heaven is so!" he yelled loudly, his arms in shackles struck, and all the dynamism of the entire whirling day had gathered to him.

The world has changed dramatically, and even the earth has been lifted by the weird hurricane.

An eight-armed wrathful treasure emerged behind him, occupying almost the entire size of the whirling sky.

The eight-armed angry eyes treasure has two heads, one light and one dark, one black and white.

Four pairs of big sun-like eyewheels are all looking towards Jian Wushuang, and the sense of oppression is surging.

Everyone feels that the dynamism in the body seems to be suppressed, and the flow is slow.

"All turn into nourishment for my whirling days, I will remember each of you." Bald Rohan said intoxicatedly.

Jian Wushuang's eyebrows were tightened, and that type of power realm was finally turned to him.

However, the change is abrupt, and the head of the giant sea sky chapter can be poked out of a hole-shaped giant finger. When he touches the bald-headed Luohan, the eight arms behind him are angry and open at the same time. Swallow all the energy into the mouth and turn it into nourishment.

"Come on, attack me as much as you like, exhaust all your strength, and finally completely depend on me." The bald-headed Luo Han grinned, and as his body moved, the shocking eight-armed wrathful look He took a step forward and stirred the situation.

Two palms of black gold followed, and everyone was terrified, and they released their strength to prepare to resist.