Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4950: Jiang Liyan Return (Part 1)

As the Xianyuan shattered, the dead fairy bones knelt heavily on the broken white bone road, and the huge bone palms waved in the air, seeming to want to keep the disappearing Xianyuan.

Jian Wushuang, who stood in front of him, watched this scene calmly, and then dispersed the invisible sword in his hand.

"I am going to die..."

The bones of the dead fairy whispered softly, but when the death light in his eyes was about to die, they suddenly brightened again, as if they were returning to light.

"Although you are a sword fairy, there is a sword fairy on this road. I am looking forward to your battle, but I can't see it anymore."

"Their swordsmanship is even stronger than yours. You won't win it so easily."

After speaking these last words, the bones of the dead immortal fell completely, like a **** peak shattered, his bones were completely shattered into powder, and he could no longer recover.

Standing on this slowly healing white bone road, Jian Wushuang was silent, although his face was calm, his heart was already shaking.

Is there a sword fairy in the road to the bones? !

Such a news shocked Jian Wushuang more than any news.

In all fairness, a sword immortal is an unimaginable existence.

In Jian Wushuang's current knowledge, only Ding Baiyi can be called a true sword fairy!

Even Jian Wushuang himself did not agree that he was a sword immortal. He had an intuition that he could only fight Ding Baiyi completely after the last sword intent of Wushuang Kendo and Xinghehuhai sword intent.

Only then can he be called a sword fairy.

At the moment, the Dayan Immortal, who can be called the Sword Immortal by the bones of the dead immortal, is definitely a terrifying existence.

Jian Wushuang's head is a bit big when he thinks of this. What terrible existence is still trapped on this road of bones?

Just as he was lost in thought, the dead fairy who had disappeared quietly recovered at this moment.

Dark red lights burst out of their eyes.

"Damn, haven't these things been dispelled?" Jian Wushuang was surprised, and then ran away without thinking.

Although he is not afraid of the army of dead immortals, it is extremely wrong to make unnecessary consumption.

So, in the next period of time, you can see that a arrogant figure is rushing across the road, and behind him are countless army of dead immortals.

The White Bone Road is endless, and it has become more broad and mighty in the continuous advancement.

It's like a Wanggu battlefield that has experienced a miserable **** battle.

There are broken bones everywhere, the most precious treasure without aura, the broken real sword, it is extremely miserable.

Jian Wushuang, who has been scouring at high speed, looked at the army of dead immortals getting closer and closer behind him, and couldn't help but rise in anger in his heart.

Just when he was going to destroy everything, the bones underneath him trembled, as if something was waking up.

"To disturb my long sleep, I see you little bugs, you really have a long life."

A lazy and faintly angry voice, as if resounding from nine heavens.

Then the next moment, the clear sound of a long sword being unsheathed quietly sounded on this Wanggu battlefield.

With the clear sound of the long sword being unsheathed, the army of the dead immortals who were chasing Jian Wushuang frantically all fled frantically.

But it's too late.

The sword curtain rises quietly, like a million meteors falling, causing the entire dark red void to tremble.

The endless void, hundreds of millions of miles of bone roads, are all shrouded by the sword curtain!

Every sword intent forming the sword curtain is full of calm and endless meaning, although it seems peaceful, it makes everything lose its color.

Under the cover of this shooting star sword curtain, none of the dead immortals survived!

They died so easily that Jian Wushuang couldn't believe it.

The ultimate loneliness of the infinite sword intent, all the dead immortals standing in place, shattered!

On the Wanggu battlefield, dust is everywhere.

But Jian Wushuang, who was in the center of the sword curtain, did not feel any fluctuations. This ability to control the sword intent was terrifying to the extreme.

Jian Wushuang stood in place, ready to condense sword intent in his palms.

But at the same time, a sharp and cold breath appeared behind him, "Hey junior, don't try to draw the sword, your speed will never be faster than mine, if you don't believe it, you can try it."

A wisp of cold sweat flows out of Jian Wushuang's temples, and can come to his back silently, which already explains the problem.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of ripples suddenly surged from the deadly void, and then a figure walked out of the ripples.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's eyes opened to their maximum.

The visitor is a woman, a woman with the most heroic spirit.

The long and narrow willow eyebrows flew into the temples, a pair of eyebrows caught people to the extreme, and the embroidered red belt that held her long hair behind her also waved in the wind.

She wore a black and gold uniform with a pair of **** and six long swords slung around her waist!

This is a swordsman!

She walked down from the void and stood on this Fang Wanggu battlefield. Her extremely heroic eyes looked at Jian Wushuang, revealing a somewhat intriguing look.

Looking at the six long swords slung around her waist, Jian Wushuang couldn't help swallowing his throat.

There is a tiger watching in front and a wolf watching in the back. I am afraid that he is in danger today!

The time passed by, Jian Wushuang did not dare to move.

After a long time, the heroic woman who straddled the six-handed long sword suddenly said, "This junior is very good."

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious figure behind him also spoke, "It is indeed very good, the concentration is extremely stable, and it is a great talent."

The heroic woman picked up her eyes and said coldly, "Since you are a talent, what are you doing behind him? Are you planning to kill him?"

The voice fell, the aura behind Jian Wushuang disappeared suddenly, and then a figure appeared in front of the heroic woman.

"Well, I'm just used to it. I can't bear to kill such talented juniors. Keep them for great use!"

At this time, Jian Wushuang saw the appearance of that figure.

That is also a heroic middle-aged man, with a clean face and no need, but he looks like a bright star, but with a bit of laziness.

And on his waist, there are six long swords, no more, no less.

Faced with the heroic woman, the middle-aged man's face was full of concealed smiles.

"No, these two swordsmen, are they not sword lovers..."

Jian Wushuang feels a bit big head, it seems that these two swordsmen may indeed be sword lovers.

I'm afraid that next, if he wants to escape from here, it will not be so easy...

"This junior is really good. I saw his swordsmanship before. It is very photogenic. It can destroy the source of a sixth-rank Dayan Immortal."

The heroic woman said slowly, while the middle-aged man's smile gradually disappeared after hearing her narration, and finally he was extremely solemn.