Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4733: Fairy

Judging from the previous performance of Master Zi Mo, I am afraid that Jian Wushuang has little assurance that he can win.

In addition to the rest of the emperors such as Gongzi Deng, they want to seize Xiantao from them and keep them for seven days.

By mistakenly catching a strange ape that is extremely sensitive to the breath of Xiantao, this saves the sword Wushuang two people a lot of time. They only need to sit on the back of the strange ape to get close to the target.

In the following journey, Jian Wushuang and Xiaodijun sent away more than 20 Yanxian out.

With the previous warning from Emperor Zhenwuyang, he and the two have calmed down and no longer focus on killing. Anyone who does not actively provoke provokers is too lazy to stop.

At the same time, the young man's ink, which contains Xiantao, is about to step out of Jiaozhou.

After seeing nearly thirty Yanxian encircled, a young man with the same heroic appearance as his son also followed.

This time, it’s the pupil’s ink pupil's turn to condense, "Young Master Yu."

If Jian Wushuang is here, he will surely be able to find that this young man called Gong Ziyu is the guy who was beaten by the little emperor in the heavenly court that day.

"Fifth brother, don't come unharmed." Young Master Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

Young Master Mo did not answer. After taking a deep breath, he prepared to leave with his companion.

"Since the fifth brother is going so anxiously, leave Xiantao and go." Young Master Yu slowly reached out his palm.

His face changed slightly, and then he gritted his teeth, "Xiantao gives you, let me go!"

"Naturally, I'll do it, Sange."

Then a slap-sized parcel was thrown directly at the male feather by the male ink.

There was a eager flash in Master Yu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to catch the package, but then he frowned.

My son Mo also burst into unrestrained strength in a flash, and went straight to the sky.

Knowledge is fooled, and the son Ziyu directly crushes the parcel wrapped with stones in his hand, "Catch me all!"

He far underestimated the terrible energy of more than 30 Yanxian, and also overestimated himself.

It's almost a hundred miles to escape, and all the retreat around the body is cut off.

Countless magnificent forces are connected to each other, which can be revealed, even if he understands the foundation of the fairy style, it will not help.

Dark blue crystals began to appear in the air. At the same time, a long whip like a roaming dragon fell into the hands of Gongzi Mo. He was still not ready to compromise and was struggling with his final struggle.

"Master Zi Mo, is your brain kicked by a donkey? Don't forget everything we have done, now you are going to look at me for a fairy peach?" Gong Zi Yu's eyes were eerie and angry Growl.

Young Master Mosi was unmoved, "I will give Xiantao to you and I will definitely be out, so do you think I will give it to you directly? If you want, just come and pick it up yourself."

Yong Ziyu's eyes showed a disgust, and his right hand was directly grasped in the void, and a long sharp sword appeared.

In the face of Gongzi Yu, Gongzi Mo has no chance of winning at all.

With his own insight into a fairy style, he can expel Gongzi Qian from the game.

It is conceivable what kind of blow he would have for a son who has been soaked in fairy style for a long time.

This is the case with Rao, and he did not intend to give up Xiantao.

Long for a hundred feet, a long whip like a roaming dragon is the first to launch an offensive, enough to tear the whip blade of any situation, leaving a pale white mark in the heavens and smashing towards the male feather.

For the first time, there was no unfavorable whip blade, but for the first time, I encountered a hard stubble.

A sword mountain takes the lead, and the male Ziyu directly uses the almost complete fairy style, and heads up!

The space around the ten thousand hectares at this moment seems to reflect a diamond-shaped colorful Chinese mangosteen, which directly engulfed and resolved the swift and fierce of Gongzi ink.

At the same time, a thorny thorn like needles emerges from each diamond-shaped awn, a billions of strands!

As the sword mountain sank to the ground, this immense montage was easily taken off the long whip of the son's ink, which extinguished his breath.

Huamang blinked, and he disappeared with his companion, and he was out.

A fairy style containing unique and domineering energy is used. When the ink of the son is easily erased, the son of the son is also stressed.

He panted slightly, reaching for the fairy peach that fell to the ground, and he was ready to leave without stopping.

At this time, the abrupt and familiar opening speech sounded from the ears, making the heart of Gong Ziyu sink heavily.

"Third brother, don't come unharmed." Young Master Deng came from the dark, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.

Yong Ziyu looked at him, "You have been keeping up early, right? Have you been hiding in a dark place, waiting for an opportunity?"

"Yes, I did come before you, but you are too anxious, so I will let you perform more."

"Now, it's time for me to harvest." The younger corrected his smile, and stretched out his palm like he did before.

"Hands on!" How could Gongzi Yu sit still and die, with a direct order, more than 30 Yanxian moved, and directly welcomed the more than 10 Yanxian brought by Gongzi.

Since the beginning of the battle for peach, the most intense battle has begun.

At the first time when the scene was chaotic, Gongzi Yu was holding Xiantao, ready to escape.

It's just that the next scene made his mood fall to the bottom.

"Young Master Hua?!" Young Master Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to blend in too?"

The noble figure of the prince, Hua, who is called, with a frown, said lightly, "Third Brother, I don’t want to blend in. As long as you hand over Xiantao, I will let you go, can you?"

Yongzi Yu heard the words and sneered, "Yongzi Hua, even if Xiantao falls into your hands, do you think you can take it for yourself? Do you think that Gongzi will let you go?"

Sonson Hua shrugged, "I can't control that much. Now when it's urgent, take Xiantao from your hands and piggyback you out."

As his words fell, more than twenty Yan Xian also appeared and joined the battle!

A veil of celestial power followed.

Yong Ziyu's wrist shook, and his sharp sword was directly torn apart.

With regard to the encumbered young son Hua, young son Yu is not afraid, and he has mastered a fairy style. In addition to the impenetrable second brother, he can stand proudly as the head of the seven disciples.

He is worried that once he enters the melee, his advantage will be completely lost, and it is likely that he will miss Xiantao.

So, dogfight is the most unwilling situation for Gongzi Yu, full of uncertainty.

In addition to the little emperor Junzi Yan who has never been seen, and the seven younger sons, the three emperors have already had the most intense competition.

After defeating a Yanxian with one palm, Gongziyu no matter what else, fled the battle directly!