Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4912: Reproduce the sword in the lake style

That's a reaction that will only occur after the desperate situation has returned to life.

Chunqiu held his palm tightly, already unable to restrain the excitement in his heart.

"Brother Jian, it is Brother Jian who is back!" Cui Jing vigorously raised his arms and shouted excitedly.

Wei Liujia let out a sigh of relief, only to feel that the hideous wounds on his body no longer hurt.

Young Master Qian, who was already waiting for an opportunity to escape, saw this scene, and his heart settled inexplicably.

But he was still ready to escape, because he didn't think that a little fairy would be able to save this defeat.

The young man holding the true sword and blocking the front of the six-day realm, the disdain and coldness in his eyes disappeared at this moment, replaced by respect and expectation.

Seeing this scene, the old Dayan Immortal, who was still a little surprised, suddenly sneered.

Such a small fairy tale is just something that can be crushed to death at hand.

Now that the Ninth Rank Dayan Immortal who sheltered the six-day realm was killed by him, he believed that there was no other Immortal Immortal on the entire battlefield that could resist!

Thinking of this, he lazily stretched out a finger and gave orders, "Crush them!"

Only this time, a considerable part of Yanxian did not leave, and all looked at each other.

Because they noticed that their great heaven official was standing behind the mysterious figure at this moment.

"Why don't you do it yet?" Old Maid Dayan said angrily, his voice seemed to tear the void again.

But then, among the more than 800 fairy tales, there are more than 300 fairy tales at this moment, all looking forward, solemnly nodding.

Behind Jian Wushuang, the Shuyang, wearing flowing cloud silver armor and holding a silver gun, took a step forward and said in a condensed voice, "Anyone who listens to my sun will leave the battlefield immediately!"

The sound moved in the void, causing ripples.

After hearing this order, the three hundred Yanxians did not hesitate, and all rushed towards Shuyang.

At that time, the original mighty army of Immortals was only more than four hundred left, which was nearly half less.

"Shuyang! You are presumptuous!" The old man Dayan was furious, and in his opinion, Shuyang was still just an ant.

Since it is an ant, on this battlefield, we must obey him.

But right now, at a critical point, Shuyang actually withdrew his troops temporarily, how could this not make him angry.

Shu Yang glanced at him calmly, and then said loudly, "The urgent order is here and I have to go. I won't be with you in this battle."

Old Maid Dayan was so angry that he heard the words, "I see you dare to go?!"

After he finished speaking, he directly waved his arms, and suddenly the Yanli Guanghua burst out of his palm like a chain, and went straight to those Yanxian bundles.

The next moment, the sudden change occurred, Jian Wushuang's figure quietly blocked the retreating Yanxian, and then he pointed out.

In an instant, a million strands of Huagong burst into existence, and they violently collided.

The two collided, and the shattered void was once again torn into an abyss.

The extremely magnificent Yanli ray illuminates the entire void, and Yanxian who is a little closer retreats thousands of feet!

Old Maid Dayanxian's muddy eyes stared to the fullest at this moment.

He couldn't believe that a small Yanxian could withstand his angry blow.

When Hua Mang disperses, Jian Wushuang, who has not damaged the corners of his clothes, glanced at him calmly, then turned to look at Shu Yang.

Shu Yang took a deep breath and solemnly bowed his hand in front of him, "Brother Wu, treasure it!"

After he finished speaking, he took more than three hundred Yanxian straight to the immortal formation, and soon disappeared.

So far, there are only more than four hundred Yanxian and one third-ranked Dayanxian left on the entire void battlefield.

On the battlefield, a large area suddenly vacated, and Yanxian and Ding Xiu who survived the six-day realm were secretly relieved.

The originally restless son Qian calmed down and looked at Jian Wushuang with doubts in his eyes.

He doesn't understand. With the appearance of that guy, the war seems to be reversing?

No, it's impossible, a mere fairy wants to reverse the situation? It's just nonsense.

Gong Ziqian shook his head in denial, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes widened suddenly, full of shock.

Then he hurried to the nearest Chen Qing, and asked nervously, "Your sword heaven official, is it the sword heaven official who killed Chang Duoling with his own power?"

Chen Qing glanced at him, unconsciously lifted the jade belt around his waist, and said arrogantly, "That is, what a small Chang Duo Ling is, and you look forward to it. How can I turn the tide!"

Young Master Qian slowly spit out a murky breath, and he also began to faintly look forward to it, what kind of monster is the Sword Heaven Official who can hardly shake Dayan Immortal with his power.

Void changed from shock to silence, and all Yanxians were staring at Jian Wushuang.

And Jian Wushuang's gaze crossed them, and fixed his eyes on the old Dayan Immortal.

The familiar scene seems to be starting again.

The battle with Chang Duoling was also in this kind of scene. The only thing that changed was that the old Dayan Immortal now seemed to have been immersed in the Third-turn Dayan Immortal for a long time.

Its unfathomable degree seems to be much deeper than Chang Duoling.

A battle with him is inevitable, and Jian Wushuang has already felt it tricky.

"Here is another guy who will die, no matter what, I will completely slaughter the six-day realm today in order to realize the future trouble."

The old Mai Taiyan said in a deep voice, and at the same time, a scepter was condensed in his palm, and he slapped the void with force, "All the fairy tales are ordered to be destroyed for six days, and no one is left!"

The Yanxian army seemed to be impatient for a long time, and after getting the order, they hurried to the six-day realm.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's cold voice resounded, "Those who don't want to die, go back on the same path now."

After he finished speaking, several sword intent burst into his hand, and he swept forward.

Several of the fastest Yanxian that was rushed were directly smashed into Xianyuan and turned into powder.

But this is not enough to stop the Yanxian army, nearly four hundred Yanxian, at this moment, like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, descending for six days.

Looking back at the heavy wounds behind him, Diqing, who was already hard to fight, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he took a step forward resolutely.

He was alone facing the army of Immortals, and every Immortal of the Six Heaven Realm, every Ding Xiu just held his palm at this moment.

With your own strength, can you really resist this blow that is like a mountain and sea?

The next moment, the solitary Jian Wushuang, his whole body suddenly increased with the **** pattern, his whole figure was like a combination of billions of sword intent, brilliant and magnificent to the extreme.

The entire void began to vibrate violently.

As for Yanxian who participated in that battle, after seeing this scene, they were all shocked and excited to the point where they could not be added.