Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4770: City wall hanging upstairs

But the converging dynamism only existed for a moment, and then it completely dispersed.

Pain, the pain of annihilation from above the consciousness.

Whether it is the **** consciousness, or the fairy source, or the immortal immortal body, it was destroyed in the destruction of the northern Celestial State.

In the final destruction process, he absorbed more than half of the atmosphere of destruction with his own fairy body, protecting Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and Yinling.

Jian Wushuang was almost crushed by the general situation.

Without the blood of Feng Qi, the ancestor of Feng Qi, who stayed in his body, Rao is a super chaotic creature. Although he will not let Jian Wushuang fall, he is enough to let him fall into a long sleep.

Feeling that the blood of the ancestor Feng in the body gradually faded, he knew that at least one more time, the blood of Feng Qi left in his body would disappear completely.

The current swords are unparalleled. Except for the eyes turning, all other parts are in an uncontrolled chaotic state.

He forbeared the pain of being shattered and split, and the fusion of his mind, looking at the whole body and the front.

In the wind and sand, this team of hundreds of people is moving forward slowly, I don't know where to go.

He wanted to leave, but found that he was tied into a dumpling with a unique chain, lying on the hill-like black mountain crystals, and could not move at all.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and others around Jianwushuang, without exception, were all wrapped in dumplings, and were still in a coma, unaware of where they were.

Jian Wushuang wanted to struggle to get up, but the pain from each cell made him insist for a moment, and finally passed out.

As he closed his eyes, his eyes saw that in the misty yellow sand, a huge black gate appeared.

......

"Uh..."

A slight moan sounded, and then Jian Wushuang woke up from the initial coma.

Xu Khan gushed from his temples, although it has recovered, but at most it has recovered by 10%, and even the weak strength can only be forced to move.

This was the heaviest injury since he came to Dayanhuan, and almost the immortal immortal body was almost broken.

As a result, Jian Wushuang realized Yu Bo's terrible strength.

Waiting between two Daxian immortals and breaking the Qingyuan immortal source with one finger, what a terrible existence would he be?

Is he a supreme power at the same level as Emperor Zhenwuyang?

There is no answer. What Jian Wushuang can think of is that they escaped from the dead and escaped from Yu Bo.

The cause of death of Master Son Mo will be completely buried, at least they will not be thoroughly investigated.

Slow breathing slowly, Jian Wushuang was shocked. His situation is not optimistic at the moment, and he can even describe it as bad.

Because the sword was unparalleled at this time, it was trapped by the rope and hung high on a wall.

It's not just him. Chen Qing, Chunqiu and others who are sleeping are all lined up beside him, hanging on the wall without exception.

I don’t know what the city wall was made of. On the dark wall, a thick bone spur was exposed abruptly, and it looked terribly ugly.

And looking at this side of the sky dome, the red clouds condensed by resentment and blood are almost condensed like substance.

How much killing is this created to have such a vision?

Jian Wushuang has a terrible headache. Since entering this great Yan Huan, he has been almost in a passive situation.

Just left a life from the Northern Celestial State, and now it is the same.

Because the damage has not been recovered, he can’t even run freely, so he can’t do anything about the rope on his body, so he can just be hung on the city wall.

Afterwards, Jian Wushuang looked at his side. Although Chen Qing, Chun Qiu and others had suffered different degrees of trauma, they were far from fatal and the breath tended to be stable.

When he looked to the right, he was shocked.

That was killed by Yu Bo on the spot, smashing the essence of Xianyuan. At the moment, he actually hanged at Jianwushuang's side with the same posture. Although the breath was slightly inaudible, he was alive.

It’s not good news, but it is a great threat to him.

Jian Wushuang is already thinking about **** it.

Not only Qing Qing, but also a figure in broken armor, which was also hung on the city wall.

Jian Wushuang's true look, he immediately realized that the figure in the broken armor was the young guard who had held him before, one of the seven swordsmen.

Only the most important one of these figures is the silver bell with the sky-shaped bone armor.

Even at the last moment of the destruction of Xianzhou, Jian Wushuang took into account the existence of Yin Ling and protected her from death.

Now that she is alone, there is only one possibility, that is, she is taken away by the people in this evil city.

At this moment, Chen Qing and Chunqiu woke up wandering around and looked around dizzyly, speechless.

"Where is this, have we escaped from the Northern Celestial State..." Chen Qing fainted, and then saw Jian Wushuang beside him, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Sword, aren't we dead?"

"Of course not dead," Chunqiu is extremely weak, "but not far from death."

"It’s good to escape, let’s be together this time... Wait, is our location a bit weird now?"

"Who the **** did we hang us on the city wall?!" Chen Qing was shocked, twisting his body hard to break free, but found that he couldn't even make a little effort out.

Jian Wushuang said in a timely manner, "Don’t waste your energy, recover well, and want to come to those who have caught us, will come out soon."

As his words fell, the dusty city gate opened slowly, and a faint **** smell flew out.

Jian Wushuang could not help but frown slightly, it seems that this side of the sky is as he guessed, with a murderous intention.

As the city gate slowly opened, an eight-person team came out.

At the center of the team, four people are carrying a soft bed.

On top of the soft bed, there was a young boy with disheveled clothes and a loose figure.

"Needless to say, it must be us who are tied together!" Chen Qing looked iron, and wished to let them go on the spot to bleed blood.

And Chunqiu also changed his face, and whispered in a low voice, "No, I'm not paying attention..."

Najie was given by Xiaodijun when Jianwushuang and others left the six-day realm. The storage of the top crystal in Montenegro almost reached the point of terror.

The top crystal in it is enough to let the top cultivators in one side of the sky fall into the fight for fighting.

The current loss is an immeasurable loss,

"It must have been taken away by the gangs that trapped us. If I waited for Lao Tzu to recover, he would shoot them to death." Chen Qing's teeth creaked, but he was hit hard, and he might face it An ancestor-level top repair has no backhand.