Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4729: The first battle of heaven
Jian Wushuang was helpless and patted the broad hairy back under his body. "Can I say no, most of this has entered this guy's stomach."
"No, you can't eat less than this guy, and you should work hard when you win the peach." Xiao Dijun looked serious.
"The mouth is short." Jian Mushuang said leisurely, agreeing.
Then two people and one beast continue to walk through the heavens.
At this moment, among the heavenly courts, all the veterans who were originally watching the pictures of the heavenly realm were all weird, and even the real Wuyang on the throne was twitching the corner of his mouth.
Originally, an extremely intense battle for the peach, when the picture changed, when he came to the two of them, it turned into a survival path for food exploration?
‘Heavenly Emperor’s Heavenly Tree... So I was ordered by this kid. ’There is some blood in Zhen Wuyang’s heart, and all the sky trees are all the top raw materials for the creation of the heavenly court, and there is no heaven realm without the emperor’s luck.
The sky hanging trees growing in the heavens are considered to be a fish roasted by the little emperor and burned cleanly...
Except that when seeing Xiaodijun's face no longer murky, Zhenwuyang's emperor suppressed the complaint and began to look at this vacation-like leisurely duo with great interest.
"This is the little emperor's broken pot?" In the heavenly court, an elder could not help but whisper.
"I’m not sure, I look like the little emperor, it seems that I don’t plan to compete for Xiantao."
"In the opinion of the old husband, it is a wise move for the little emperor to show his style of being a brother, and let his brother be modest."
"If you talk more, you will be punished in this seat to go to Heaven Realm to take care of Sky Tree!"
The heaven is still.
Sitting on the back of the strange ape, Jian Wushuang looked at the chain iron plate on the neck of the strange ape, looking a little weird, "What is your chain iron plate, even Yanxian can be imprisoned?"
Little Emperor nodded, "Yes, unless all steps can be taken in full, all Yanxian will certainly not escape my control."
Jian Wushuang heard the words and felt awkward for a while, thinking that if it was not the reason for the imprisoned chain, how could he possibly be a prisoner for a few days.
It seems that he saw where his heart is, and the little emperor said again, "This is a treasure in my emperor's hand, named Tian Tian Suo. When I took over the Six Heaven Realm, the emperor paid me , And it wasn’t me who trapped you at the beginning, it was the little babies who didn’t open their eyes."
Jian Wushuang didn't care about the original things. After all, he became a prisoner less than a day, and he directly wiped out a Yanxian, and did not suffer a big loss.
It just makes him a little curious as to where he was caught.
Waiting for Jian Wushuang to ask for an inquiry, an unspeakable life-and-death crisis erupted from the consciousness.
He didn’t think about it, he released his strength directly, and slapped the giant ape’s head.
The strange ape's heart grasps the idea, the huge body suddenly stops with a face, and then lies on the ground.
A total of more than ten magnificent vigorous forces swept from all directions, almost wiped the heads of Jian Wushuang and Xiao Dijun.
The huge forest of Mang Cang cut off a large area, and the power of terror exploded.
Standing in the air, Jian Wushuang and Xiaodijun looked cold.
If I hit the attack just now, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured on the spot.
Next, eleven powerful Yanxian figures appeared, all looking at him with weird faces.
"A group of miscellaneous things, dare to injure this seat in this heavenly realm?" The little emperor's face was clouded, and his eyes were as heavy as water. If he wasn't just Jian Wushuang, he would be hit hard even if he didn't go out.
Being the first Yanxian, it was the support knot that put the Jue Ci outside the Tianmen Gate at the moment. At this moment, he was holding a floating dust, and a pair of immortals made the pie.
He didn’t care about Xiaodijun’s insult, but instead smiled, "How much Xiaodijun offended, it is a last resort. I hope Xiaodijun can voluntarily withdraw, and save the next big move."
Little emperor's eyes were dreadful, "Is the son sending you here?"
Fuji didn't speak, but flicked the dust and said in a soft voice, "Please, Xiaodijun quit, so as to avoid the next big move."
"Miscellaneous things, look for death!" He drank angrily, facing the eleven Yanxian instead of flinching, he directly confronted!
A slender soft sword agitates the wind and the clouds, carrying the supreme power cover to press against the knot.
Fujian's eyes flashed inconceivably, and then he smiled coldly, brushing the dust to cover the sky, "You guys, do it."
The dust blows up to a million feet in the wind.
At the same time, the other ten Yanxian also left, and all the majestic Yanxian force bombarded the little emperor.
Strive for a blow and get it out of the game!
But at the next moment, a blade of sharp sword was caught in the wind, like tears and tears, and suddenly cut forward.
The dust that is about to cover the sky is directly cut into two pieces from this quiet sword sword!
And the little emperor, also broke from there, stab a sword straight!
Life and death terror surged into my heart, and the knot was almost a subconscious head, before he could escape the unmatched sword.
A drop of Yin Hongxian blood rolled from the slender cut between the necks and soaked the shoulder robe.
Fujii came back from the shock and looked at the little emperor's eyes full of hate.
"Don't keep your hands and attack with all your strength!" He shouted, and immediately manipulated the dust that was cut off by an inch in his hand, and ran away.
The little emperor stood in its place without fear, and a dark field centered on him, spreading quietly like vines to the surroundings.
And the support knot that blinded your mind with hatred, wherever you notice the slight changes in the air around you, you have to bang your fingers on it.
But the surrounding air seemed muddy, and he felt that the release of the force in his body was slow.
There are others who share the same feeling, and there are other Yanxian.
The time seems to be extended for a long time, but Fujie only feels that he has been gliding in the air for a long time, but has not yet landed.
The emperor's incomprehensible face gradually enlarged, and at the same time, a figure holding a broken sword slowly emerged, and the cold eyes were almost the same.
"No, why are there two little emperors?!"
Responding to him is a sword that is almost terrifying.
A colorful sword, each sword reflects colorful Huamang in the air, Xuan He Hongying one after another, carrying infinite killing intention, all cut to the support knot.
The Yanxian body burst out in an instant.
Only the prosperity of a sword breaks the body of the fairy!
The Fujie fairy body shattered and turned into powder. At the same time, a fairy pill-sized fairy source escaped from it and fled in a panic.
The little emperor took a grip from a distance, and the surrounding space rose like a big invisible hand, and directly took that fairy source back into his hand.