Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4924: Emperor is here

In Jian Wushuang's eyes, only Gu Leng was left, looking at him with a smile.

"Only, as long as you don't kill me, I promise you will not do anything against you from now on."

Young Master Yu has completely abandoned the arrogance and arrogance that belonged to the emperor, and almost begged.

"I, I am the third brother of Gongzi Yan, he, he is my emperor brother, he will definitely not let you touch me."

When he said this, he even began to shamelessly call out the name of Xiaodijun.

But he didn't know that Jian Wushuang was not in the line of Xiaodijun at all, and even their relationship was equal.

If you want to use Xiaodijun to suppress him, it is no different from idiotic dreams.

Young Master Yu pulled his throat and called out Xiao Dijun's name loudly, but then, Jian Wushuang pointed like a knife, and cut off his entire left arm with a palm!

God blood spewed out, the fairy body shattered, Gong Ziyu's screams resounded, clutching his broken arm and staggering back.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he didn't intend to let him go.

If it weren't for the appearance of the true shadow of the emperor, then Cangyu Zhong would definitely be able to kill Jian Wushuang.

It is precisely because of this that he gave birth to a murderous heart.

In this unending situation, once Gong Ziyu is released, then I am afraid Jian Wushuang will be extremely passive in the future.

So Gong Ziyu, must die.

At this moment, he didn't even consider the existence of Zhen Wuyang and Heavenly Court.

The palm that was surging with scarlet power fell again, and Gong Ziyu's right leg was directly cut off, and the blood spurted out.

Without the support of one leg, Gong Ziyu suddenly sat in the chaotic void, looking at Jian Wushuang with a gray face.

He has seen the decisive killing intent from Jian Wushuang Sen's cold eyes, and there is no room for recovery.

Gong Ziyu has regretted it to the extreme, he shouldn't have made the idea of ​​cleaning the battlefield and catching Xiao Dijun alive.

Without this idea, it will not end up in this situation.

"Don't, don't kill me, I don't want to die... I can give you what you want." The son's feathers are like ashes, "Emperor luck, emperor luck, I will use the emperor luck to replace my life , OK?"

Jian Wushuang is too lazy to listen to him anymore, the killing aura in his hands is already strong to the extreme, turning into a long and narrow blood blade.

The next moment, he raised the blood blade in his hand and cut it down without any hesitation.

The young man's feather eyes are about to split, his face is like ashes.

However, the blood blade was not cut off, as if it had been hindered, hovering over his head.

Jian Wushuang turned his head and looked behind him.

Di Qing has come to his side, casting spells to prevent him from moving.

Diqing put his palm on Jian Wushuang's shoulder and patted gently, then whispered, "Just leave it to me."

He said, and then walked slowly to Young Master Yu, who was shaking like chaff.

Young Master Yu Rumeng amnesty, "Save me, save me, I can give you all the luck of the emperor!"

The answer to him was Jin Yu, who were extremely sharp and sharp.

Each golden feather is enough to break the heavens and penetrate any super universe.

Thousands of golden feathers passed through, directly shooting Gong Ziyu's fairy body into powder, and even the fairy source was completely crushed!

The third emperor under the seat of Zhen Wuyang, Gong Zi Yu, died!

Void wailing, all the luck belonging to the emperor returns to the universe, and can no longer be collected.

Seeing this scene, Xiaodijun's figure was shocked, and he slowly backed up a few steps. If he hadn't been dragged by the thin purple robe, he would collapse.

Gong Ziyu died in front of his eyes, and various emotions changed in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes tightly.

The magnificent and majestic ten-party wings, slowly beating behind Di Qing, illuminating the chaotic void.

Under the random blow of the Ninth Rank Dayan Immortal, even the emperor was easily destroyed.

The invincible son Yu fell completely.

Putting away the way of killing, Jian Wushuang has recovered his calmness. He looked at Diqing and said slowly, "Why do you do this?"

Put away the ten wings, Diqing calmly said, "Because he is the emperor of Zhen Wuyang, once you kill him, you will definitely suffer from Zhen Wuyang's revenge, and you will never survive from him. Maybe."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said, "I am different. Even if he shoots me, I can protect myself."

Jian Wushuang was moved in his heart. He understood that the reason why Diqing did this was to protect him.

Immediately, he solemnly said, "Thank you, I owe you once."

"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you." Diqing raised an eyebrow and smiled, and then said, "It's just that, next, I'm afraid I will be away for a while."

Just when Jian Wushuang was about to ask him where he was going, an indescribable aura of grandeur quietly enveloped the entire void battlefield.

That kind of aura is magnificent to the extreme, wherever that aura is shrouded, the years stop passing and are completely sealed.

Broken Heaven is reshaped, and the chaotic void is quickly repaired.

Jian Wushuang, who has been completely unable to move, has his eyes wide open, looking forward in disbelief.

Everything is going back!

Then what power of existence should be able to complete the retrospective? !

The luck and aura that were originally dissipated began to condense like stars.

Soon, under the condensing of the stars and streamers, a familiar figure appeared again!

The dead son Yu, who had been killed by Diqing and was irreversible, was born again.

At the same time, the chaotic void was torn apart, and a series of figures that were so powerful that they were indescribable appeared from the end of the void.

They all carry various light wheels on their backs, and in the light wheels, it is hoped that the ancient heavens will circulate in it.

Only Rank 6 Dayan immortals can condense the light wheel, and they are all the elder Dayan immortals under the seat of Zhenwu Yang.

Everyone has a minimum of nine turns.

Even the newly born Heavenly Dao crawls under their feet.

At the forefront of these elders, Da Yanxian, is a figure with a tired face and no aura.

Although he was extremely ordinary, he let all the elder Dayanxian behind him surrender.

All the violent powers, breaths, and even heavens on the void battlefield can't get close to him.

The Lord of Heaven, Emperor Zhen Wuyang is here!

Jian Wushuang felt that the blood in the meridians was solidified, and in front of that kind of breath, he couldn't even breathe.

When he came to the battlefield of the void, Emperor Zhen Wuyang looked tired, but he still carried the supreme authority.

Looking at Gong Ziyu who opened his eyes and looked confused, his expression was extremely blue.

"Emperor, Emperor Father, am I still alive?!"

Gong Ziyu, who recovered from the confusion, was extremely excited when he saw Zhen Wuyang's presence.

However, what awaited him was not a concerned question, but a heavy slap.

The emperor was angry and drove him far away!