Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4922: Return to the battlefield

When Xiao Dijun said this, only a sneer remained in his eyes, "And whoever has done that kind of thing, only who knows in his heart."

After hearing this, Gong Ziyu only felt hot in his ears. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are still arguing, the emperor, you must never listen to his side words!"

"I am a one-sided word, so you are not a one-sided word. Of course, if you have evidence, you may as well put it up and verify it on the spot!"

Little Emperor Jun said coldly, not giving way.

After hearing this sentence, Gong Ziyu gritted his teeth secretly, naturally he couldn't produce evidence.

Because Young Master Mo died so hastily, the mysterious man who killed Young Master Mo did not leave any evidence at the scene.

Even if evidence was left behind, with the complete destruction of Beitianxianzhou, it no longer exists.

In this stagnant atmosphere, Zhen Wuyang looked at Young Master Yu, and then waved his hand, "Stop talking about this matter. You can take your seat Yanxian and leave."

The son Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "The emperor, how is this..."

Without finishing a sentence, Zhen Wuyang suddenly released unparalleled coercion and crushed everything!

Under this coercion, Yanxian couldn't stand, and almost disappeared directly.

"Well, the emperor, we will leave now!"

Young Master Ziyu, who was kneeling in the void and could hardly lift his head, said with difficulty.

Zhen Wuyang didn't look at him anymore, and directly waved his palm to remove the pressure.

The relieved son Yu let out a sigh of relief and hid the resentment in his heart, and then quickly left the void battlefield with less than fifty Yanxian.

At this point, the entire void battlefield finally calmed down.

And the true shadow of Zhen Wu Yang is about to dissipate, countless stars emerged from behind him, and then disappeared into the void.

This true shadow that was sealed in the ring by Zhen Wuyang from an unknown time is about to dissipate.

"Yaner..."

The true shadow of this true Wuyang is full of guilt and reluctance at this moment, he stretched out his palm to touch Xiaodijun's cheek.

But Xiaodijun subconsciously avoided his palm, and then bowed his head.

A loneliness flashed in Zhen Wuyang's eyes, but then he recovered his calm, and finally the emperor body slowly dissipated.

As he dissipated, he suddenly said, "Yan'er, I'm sorry for my father."

Little Emperor raised his head, his eyes were confused, but he did not find the answer in the end.

With the complete disappearance of the true shadow of Zhen Wuyang, the void battlefield is completely silent.

Jian Wushuang, who has recovered some, took a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the appearance of the true Wuyang shadow, he might have already turned into blood in the Cangyu Bell at this moment.

And Xiaodijun stood in place, seeming to recall the scene that happened just now.

"Hmph, son Yan, do you think you can escape!"

At this moment, an angry shout resounded from the depths of the void, and then the chaotic void was illuminated. The eternal fairy, headed by Gong Ziyu, did not leave but turned back.

At this moment, his eyes are full of anger, and he can't wait to swallow Xiaodijun alive.

Jian Wushuang secretly said a terrible cry. He didn't expect that Gong Ziyu would be so bold that he even dared to return.

At this moment, he hasn't even recovered half of it. It is probably a difficult task to deal with these dozens of immortals and the inexhaustible Young Master Yu.

If Young Master Yu sacrifices another Wanggu Immortal Device, I am afraid that he will really be powerless.

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang looked at Xiaodijundao, "You'd better go, I must be really unable to stand it here."

When the little emperor heard this, he smiled and said, "The reason why I turned back is to replace you. Now you are driving me away again, but it's too unreasonable."

"Listen to me, you can't stay anymore. Even if the son Yu catches me, he doesn't dare to do anything to me. You can leave first."

"Want to go?" Young Master Yu grinned and pointed to Jian Wushuang, "None of you want to leave here alive today. Except for Young Master Yan, I will kill all the rest!"

"Nuo!" All the Yanxians agreed, and at the same time they released the Yanlipi training, surrounded from all sides.

"It seems that you can't leave if you want to go." Jian Wushuang sighed softly, and an invisible sword was quietly condensed in his palm.

As soon as the sword came out, all the gods were afraid.

They all escaped from Jian Wushuang, so naturally they didn't dare to underestimate Jian Wushuang.

Under his sword, Yanxian trembled.

It is the first time that every Yanxian has dealt with that terrible kendo. Before that, they had never seen such a terrible opponent who could use kendo.

But they have orders and can only bite the bullet to challenge.

Combined with the power of fifty immortals, the majestic and surging barriers of force came to surround Jian Wushuang and Xiaodijun.

Jian Wushuang, who is far from recovering, may be difficult to fight.

He estimated that he would be exhausted if he could release two sword intents at most.

When the barriers around his body were almost thick to a certain level, Jian Wushuang, who was originally calm, suddenly changed the aura of his body, like a real sword completely out of its sheath.

Thousands of sword intent loomed around, full of a sense of incomparable killing.

The next moment, he held an invisible sword and dropped a straight cut.

Wushuang Kendo, Xinghehuhaijianyi, the first style.

Star.

As the starting sword of the entire spectrum of Wushuang Kendo, Xing is the thickest sword, full of awe-inspiring forward.

It's just this mediocre straight cut, but it shattered countless strengths.

The infinite sword intent surged and vented crazily, and nearly a hundred awns burst into it.

Under this sword, even the void shook, and the barrier barrier that combined the power of fifty immortals was directly cut through a gap, and then it was broken out of control!

Seeing this scene, Gong Ziyu was shocked, "Hurry up and stop me, if anyone dares to let him go today, I will strip you alive!"

All Yanxians were horrified, but in the end they bit their heads and pushed them up. At this moment, each of them completely released the power of the Yanxian, trying to trap Jian Wushuang and the others.

They did it. This sword was originally Jian Wushuang's exhausted sword, and its successor was weak, so it was impossible to escape.

The infinite sword intent dissipated, looking at Jian Wushuang, Xiaodijun, and the thin purple robe who were besieged by Yanli, Gong Ziyu couldn't help but smile.

The ultimate goal of this battle is the destruction of six days and the capture of Young Master Yan!

However, when the smile on Gong Ziyu's face had not dissipated, he saw several streamer-like figures rushing from here right in front of him, the speed of which was even instantaneous.

"It's not good, there are changes!" His eyelids twitched, and then he could see that everyone who came was actually a fairy!

There are a total of seven bodies with a powerful and powerful body, walking slowly, like the sharpest sword intent, walking towards Gong Zi Yu.

He stepped back subconsciously, then gritted his teeth.