Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4801: See also Gongzi Yu

I thought it was just an empty shell body. At this time, he opened his eyes, and he was almost shocked. He almost glared out of his eyes, and his body was so soft that he almost collapsed to the ground.

All Yanxian was startled, and all took a step back, trembling.

That kind of existence is no longer what they can imagine, and naturally it can't lift any desire to fight.

As the figure in the imperial suit opened his golden eyes, he was surrounded by four figures and opened his eyes together.

Surging!

The air seemed to stagnate. The four god-like figures were unsmiling and stared forward.

"Sir, and retreat and go..."

Yusuo Yanxian's legs were trembling, and he was already dizzy.

Actually, these four figures are Chen Qing, Di Qing, Spring and Autumn, and Cui Jing. Even the real body of the emperor sitting on the throne and wearing the costume of Moyu Liuyun It was Jian Wushuang posing...

The reason for this is actually helpless.

Originally, Jian Wushuang planned to kill some Yan Xian who had inadvertently invaded, but somebody saw the previous scene as soon as he left the temple gate.

The battle of nearly a hundred Yanxian was powerful, even if more than half of the losses were a huge force.

In addition to Jian Wushuang’s strength being restored to its peak after receiving the sentiment inheritance from the Six Crow Emperor, the strength of the remaining few people is still not fully restored.

Jian Wushuang did not count him as his strength was restored to Liu Cheng’s unclear conscience.

If you play against this team of more than 50 Yanxian teams, only a few men with swords alone, even if you win, it is also a terrible victory, not worth the shot.

So he took the initiative to drive away these Yanxian.

But what he didn't think of was that although the group of Yanxian gallbladders were about to be frightened, they had no idea of ​​escape.

Jian Wushuang frowned, and glanced secretly at Chen Qing standing beside him.

Chen Qingdeng grasped his heart and took a step forward. He screamed directly, "Those who break into heaven, die!"

Hong Zhong’s thunderous thunder sound completely defeated Yanxian’s psychological defense line.

"Adult, if you leave and leave, you will all fold here if you don't leave!"

Yinzuo Yanxian trembles, apparently intending to walk away in disregard.

Laocheng Yanxian clenched his teeth without saying a word, he was unwilling. After years of hard work and chance, he found the former heaven, but now he is asked to give up. How can he be reconciled?

Like Chen Qing, who was condensed by Shenfeng, seeing that they haven't planned to leave yet, he took a step forward and prepared to warn once.

However, because of his large stride, he directly pulled the wine gourd hidden in his waist, and even scattered more than a dozen black mountain top crystals on the ground.

The crisp sound of the ground sounded, and the wine gourd made an arc on the jade ground, and the bone rolled to the foot of the old Yanxian.

The air is choking.

Lao Cheng Yanxian looked down at the newer gourds at his feet, and then looked at the scattered Montenegro top crystals, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

"You guys, are you posing?"

Chen Qing looked embarrassed and looked at Jian Wushuang.

"War!" The simple word resounded, Jian Wushuang suddenly stepped up from the throne, and an invisible long sword had condensed in his hand.

"Bring me to death!"

Laocheng Yanxian, who has come back to God, exasperated, "No one stays!"

In an instant, forty-two Yan Xian, forty-two Yan Yan surging up, directly carrying Jian Wushuang and others to cover up and go away.

Chen Qing shot the real sword at the waist directly, carrying Wan Jun's sword intently forward.

Chunqiu also summoned his eight-armed eyes and rushed forward.

Cui Jing, who is the weakest and has no cards at all, is blocked by Chunqiu.

"No amount."

A soft murmur sounded, and Qingqing also started, and a black raven appeared behind him, his head croaking.

Such a trend, directly respond to the forty-two Yan Xian's combined efforts.

"Zheng! Shila..."

The blade was so sharp that it tore the infinite force.

The dark black of Chen Qing, the sword of Chen Qing, and the angry eyes of the eight arms in spring and autumn, all exploded in the public Yanxian at this moment.

One sword broke a fairy source directly, Jian Wushuang turned around and glanced at the meaning of Qing, and then continued fighting.

Even if the strength is only recovered by less than 60%, but the terrible belonging to Jiu Zhuan Dayan Xian is still revealed in the first time.

The black and black treasures shattered and shattered the source of ten Yanxian immortals directly.

It was just this time that the confrontation came down. Forty-three Yanxian originally dropped by nearly twenty.

The old Cheng Yanxian headed by him was almost cut off by Jian Wushuang.

"Adult, and retreat and..."

This time, the insignificant Yanxian's words were never finished, and he looked at the invisible blade of his chest with his eyes wide open.

The sword was chopped off, the sword Wushuang didn't stay at all, his arms held the hilt, and he carried three thousand swords straight down.

The old Cheng Yanxian's horrified eyes were a little full of anger, and then his arms were shocked, and the space around him suddenly changed. At this moment, it seems to reflect a diamond-shaped colorful Huamang, magnificent and fierce. .

At the same time, there is a needle-like awning, which emerges from each diamond-shaped Chinese awn, all rushing towards Jianwushuang.

Because this is really too fast, Jian Wushuang can't dodge, when even if there are nearly a thousand refractions of Huamang, pass through!

The indescribable pain of cutting seems to shatter his consciousness.

But these are only blocking Jian Wushuang for a moment, the invisible sword in his hand, because of inertia, finally fell heavily on the shoulder of Lao Cheng Yan Xian.

"Zila" with a sharp sword, almost splitting him into two.

He screamed loudly, the pipa bones of his shoulder shattered directly, and the blood of the gods spewed out.

Jian Wushuang also retreated at the same time, covering her heart, and a ray of blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

Since he came to Dayanhuan, he has cut off the past, all his ancestral luck, and divine power have been returned to the divine universe, so he has no so-called fairy source.

It is precisely because he did not have the most important source of immortals, so he escaped.

He has an intuition that the style of the old immortal is enough to crush any source of immortals.

The old Yan Yanxian, who was also seriously injured, stumbled back, and the dynamism surging around him was dimmed.

Perhaps due to the rapid dissipation of Yan Li, the face of Lao Cheng Yan Xian began to change rapidly.

The mature, square and ordinary face disappeared, and it was replaced by a heroic, rich and handsome face.

After seeing that face clearly, Jian Wushuang's eyes were already heavy.

The face, not someone else, was the three emperors, the son of the prince, who participated in the battle for the peach in the realm of Zhenwuyang.

But now, his sudden arrival is obviously beyond Jian Wushuang's imagination.

As the third emperor under Zhenwuyang, how could he appear here at this time?