Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4897: I am above the path of heaven

Be aware that the immortal immortal body is transformed from the super-perfect chaotic life physique.

It can be said that as long as Jian Wushuang is not eager to die, even the emperor cannot completely kill him!

But right now, the Immortal Immortal Body is aging at an irreversible speed under the hands of a little-known Dayan Immortal.

Aging is a precursor to death!

Jian Wushuang could clearly feel that his life was also fading at an extremely fast speed.

The feeling that life is allowed to be played around by others is so weird and terrifying, even he can no longer remain indifferent.

Not only does the immortal immortal body begin to age, but also the derivation power in the meridian begins to dry up.

And these are irreversible.

Jian Wushuang wanted to break the bondage, but he found that the invisible sword in his hand was dimmed and eventually shattered.

He wanted to release the immortal style, but he was shocked that the power of the meridians had been weakened to the extreme, and he could not support him to make any actions.

I can't even hold the Boyang bottle on my waist.

It's only a few dozen breaths of time since the death penalty came. Jian Wushuang has already aged to a dreadful age. Although his figure is still straight, he has already faded away.

As if being taken ashore from drowning, he began to gasp.

Heipao Dayan Immortal seemed extremely excited when he saw this scene, "Junior, please be the nourishment for this seat."

Chen Qing, who saw this scene from a distance, trembled in his heart, he hurriedly flew over, facing this dead heaven immortal formation, he hit with all his strength, and he could not even cause serious damage to it!

"Brother Sword, you must hold on!" Chen Qing roared anxiously, and then turned to move the rescuers.

But then, nearly 30 Yanxian quietly surrounded him from all directions, and the fiercest battle broke out.

A big sun formed by a round of black and white is rising, and with this rising sun, a person with a sword, and the extremely isolated little emperor appears.

He holds a real sword in his hand, a sword will encircle Chen Qing's digital fairy and fly, and at the same time resolutely join the battle.

Chen Qing, who was covered in blood, said in surprise, "His Royal Highness, why are you here?"

"I won't come, won't you die here?" Xiaodijun said in a quiet voice.

The thirty-odd Yanxian who had surrounded them, disappeared quickly under the battle between the two of them.

There are almost two kinds of existences that have mastered the Xianxian style and those who have not mastered the Xianxian style.

And Xianxian who masters the immortal style is extremely rare, so at this moment, although there are only two people, Xiaodijun and Chen Qing, they almost smashed the past with little effort.

More than thirty Yanxians quickly escaped.

After the last sword shattered a source of immortality, the little emperor rushed to the front of the dead heaven immortal formation without stopping.

When he saw Jian Wushuang in the formation, his brows trembled slightly when he was irreversibly aging.

"Xiao Dijun, I have tried this fairy formation, it can't be broken at all..." Chen Qing wiped the blood from his face and said nervously, "I am afraid that except for the one who has been with Brother Jian , No one can break it."

Xiao Dijun then said, "You immediately invite him over, saying that Wushuang is trapped, and I'm here to guard."

"No, your Highness, you have to follow me, it is too dangerous here!" Chen Qing said anxiously.

"Go!" He said solemnly, his words full of irresponsibility.

Chen Qing had no choice but to leave quickly.

Then Xiaodijun drew out the soft sword and stabbed the dead heaven immortal formation fiercely in front of him.

But the fairy formation stayed still, seemingly unharmed at all.

However, it seemed that Xiaodijun didn't realize this scene, he just pierced the fairy formation with one sword after another, trying to open a gap in it.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang has already aged to the extreme in the Death Sky Array, and his fairy body is already densely covered with cracks.

The black robe Dayan Immortal Jiejie smiled strangely, then stepped into the air and landed, slowly coming to Jian Wufang.

"Junior, this is the price for you to provoke me!"

As he said, he slowly stretched out his well-knotted palm, and separated the black robe from the middle to reveal the contents.

Under the black robe, it is not a full fairy body, but a pale skeleton without any flesh and blood.

And there are countless dead spirits crisscrossing his frame, as well as pieces of nail-sized shiny stones.

Immediately, Heipao Dayanxian stretched out his hand and took out a shining stone from his arms, and gradually approached Jian Wushuang.

Originally, Long Zhong Jian Wushuang was already old, but at this moment, the chaotic gaze returned to sharpness, like the sharpest real sword.

As if the gods came to the world, unmatched eyes directly forced them back.

"No, why, how could it be possible?! Haven't you already let this seat be sentenced to death?!" Heipao Dayan was shocked and beyond words.

Hua Fa came back to life, all the oldness on the fairy body disappeared in a flash, and he became the appearance of that handsome young man again.

The hair like a black waterfall is surging with incomparable **** patterns, which set him off like a god.

He smiled contemptuously, "You are good at calling the way of heaven. Although you can play with the way of heaven, you will never be worthy of being a way of heaven. What's more, even the laws of heaven can't leave any traces on me. "

Said Jian Wushuang, walking forward step by step, while Heipao Dayanxian stepped back, his eyes changing constantly.

"Do you think you can derive the law of heaven from your dead sky array, so you will use it for me again?"

"Stupid! Are you arrogantly claiming to be above heaven?"

Time seemed to freeze, and Black Robe Dayan was shocked that he could no longer move. It was like being suppressed by another, more ancient way of heaven, preventing him from moving a bit.

Then, Jian Wushuang stretched out his palm and held his neck tightly, "I will let you take a good look, who is above the heaven."

Dead Heaven's circle began to shatter uncontrollably, and trenches and cracks filled the barrier.

At the same time, a more ancient and profound way of heaven has come!

The dead sky array that can derive the heavens, suddenly shattered!

"No, no, I was wrong, let me go, I no longer dare to be a good man, no longer dare to speak falsely!" Heipao Dayan immortal, suppressed by that special energy, could not move.

A long-lost breath of death made him horrified and trembling. He had never felt that the true death was so close to him.

He also believed the fact that the young man in front of him, Yanxian, beheaded Jiutianxianjun Chang Duoling.

"Now tell me, who is above the way of heaven?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were deep cold, and his voice was like punishment from heaven, full of unspeakable majesty.

The black robe Dayan Immortal, who was tightly clamped around his neck, had only panic in his eyes at this moment, "My lord, it's you, your lord, you are the real heaven!"