Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4708: French blockade

Another out of one finger, in the same way, a Yanxian will be destroyed by the **** body fairy source. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

Twelve Yanxian, only ten are left at the moment, and there are more than eight hundred ancestors at the same time.

Looking at him so easily, he killed a Yanxian, Rao Shijian Wushuang secretly shocked, even if he is himself, he can never do it so easily.

Standing in his own field, the little emperor is like an undoubted master, taking away dozens of black robe ancestors with each wave.

Skinny purple robe, Chen Qing and others also reacted and started to fight back.

After Jian Wushuang looked back, he continued to break open.

Thank you for being killed, there are only ten remaining Yanxian at this moment!

In the end, a black robe Yan Xian reacted, and took a difficult thing out of his arms, and then nailed hard to the ground.

It was a slap-sized flag. With the fall of this first flag, all black robe top repairers took the same flag from their arms and threw it out.

A total of nearly 100 flags with weird energies directly link with each other as soon as they fall into the air, forming a large formation and suppressing them directly.

The face of the thin purple robe changed dramatically. He wanted to reach out and grab the flag, but he was a little late.

The flag is like an eye, and once the imposing blockade landed on the ground, it instantly broke the territory of the little emperor, like a big clock, and hugged it firmly in it.

It seems to have suffered a bite, the little emperor suddenly burst out a ray of Yin red blood, and a terrifying dynamism languished at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Chen Qing's face was terrified, and the long sword lingering in his hand was stab at the magic circle.

However, the invincible blade has lost its previous role this time, even the magic circle has not been shaken.

"Young Master!" The thin purple robe rushed forward, and because of the rush of fire, even if he vomited a sigh of blood.

The black robe Yanxian, who gradually wrapped several people in it, stopped after seeing the current scene, and looked at them playfully.

This formation specially designed for the little emperor, once trapped, even without the need for others to work, the **** body fairy source will be automatically dissolved and dissolved, there is no possibility of survival.

He and Chen Qing alone can't break through the large array like a deep prison. The thin purple robe has red eyes, and it has been completely crazy to desperately urge the force to destroy this array.

The little emperor seems to have predicted his own ending, but instead sat quietly and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the thin purple robe and smiled, "Large companion, leave now, the farther away The better, if Jian Wushuang is willing to take you, then follow him."

Skinny Zipao shook his head. He seemed to realize what he was, and suddenly turned back to look at Jian Wushuang, not far away. Then he knelt down on one knee, "Please save the little emperor."

After Yan Xian's words changed slightly, she glanced at Jian Wushuang, and to prevent changes later, they started again!

The body flew into formation, and nearly ten terrors were intertwined, striving to take away the life of the little emperor.

With a deep sigh in his heart, Jian Wushuang finally took a step forward, and his unparalleled strength surging out suddenly cleared the whole body.

A kind of black robe ancestor who wants to step forward to stop, surprised to find that they are hard to get in!

Chunqiu followed behind him, using his eight arms to furiously block some attacks.

A magnificent river constructed entirely of swords is like a Tianhe rewinding. With the finger of Jian Wushuang, swept forward!

The real Chen Qing's eyes turned to the maximum. He also entered the Dao with a sword. How can he not understand the horror of a sword like a huge ocean!

Even if he practiced Kendo to the point where even Yanxian could not reach it, but after seeing this magnificent sword, he knew directly and clearly that he could not stop it.

Which giant engine is this mysterious youth like a ranger? !

Everything seems to be condensed, and the eight Yanxian are even in midair, except for the sword sword running forward.

Forbidden circle composed of hundreds of flags, under the impact of this magnificent sword and long river, only existed for a moment, and then broke instantly.

And the terror force of the eight-in-one, who should have bombarded the little emperor, all vanished in the long river.

There are people who are closer, and the gods are cut off by the endless kendo on the spot!

"Who took another step before dying." Jian Wushuang said indifferently, but he didn't look at the Yanxian from beginning to end, as if they were like air.

The magic circle was broken, and the little emperor who sat on the ground looked at Jian Wushuang, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Skinny purple robe and Chen Qing and others should be guarded on his side.

Jian Wushuang looked at him indifferently, then turned his head slightly, "Go."

The eight Yanxian encircled and stepped forward in time. One of the oldest black robe Yanxian stepped forward and gritted his teeth. Enemy?"

Jian Wushuang glanced at him, and said softly, "There is one who counts, so leave, I can put you on a path of survival. If you insist on blocking, you will stay here."

As soon as the words came out, all the black robe repairs were stunned, and then all looked strangely towards Jianwushuang.

This young man dressed as a ranger, who can’t see any identity and realm, although he is terrified at the control of Yanli, it is not unmanageable. In the face of this, there are still nearly a thousand black robe top repairs Not only did not be timid, but spoke wildly?

Is this really his skill or hole card, or is he outrageous?

A group of Yanxian first responded, and gave a smile to the first-year elder, "It's not us that is left, but you are right!"

After the words were finished, a magnificent beam of diffusive light poured out and ran straight to the sword without a double-sided door.

Don’t even look at him with his right eye, Jian Wushuang slammed his side with a palm, and a force with awe-inspiring murderous force bombarded the past.

The grinning smile holding the winning ticket even hung on the face, and the elder Yan Xian flew out directly at the next moment.

Enough to make the surviving ancestors beyond Yanxian wary of a shock, bombardment on the elderly who is only in the realm of Yanxian, enough for him to drink a pot.

Jian Mushuang, who has been completely released, without the baggage in his heart, just walks in the encircling circle as if entering a land of no one.

If he is really unable to deal with it, the big shadow will directly summon the true shadow of the Three Emperors, and it will be completely cleared here.

If Xiaodijun is investigated later, it may not be studied further.

"Don't linger, you leave first, I will take care of it." Jian Wushuang said softly.

The thin purple robe solemnly thanked him, and then opened the way with Chen Qing and others!

Little Emperor glanced back at Jian Wushuang, so he pretended to be relaxed, "Thank you, I owe you once."

"Keep your life before talking." He still has no extra expression.