Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4958: Zhantian Temple

Fortunately, there were still a few Di Pin Pills hidden in his mouth, and he directly chewed and swallowed them.

But in this stage where the fairy body is on the verge of destruction, Jian Wushuang no longer has the power to fight.

The black robe envoys, who were mostly shocked, breathed a sigh of relief again after vaguely realizing that he was incapable of a fight.

The black robe that led to the iron-green face finally eased, but he still didn't dare to relax, and directly released a chain of Yanli, which bound Jian Wushuang.

The rest of the black robe envoys also released their own chains of strength, directly enveloping his entire body, before giving up.

From this, we can also see how far they are afraid of Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang, whose whole body was tied up, with only one head exposed, panted slightly, letting him be dragged forward.

His eyes closed tightly, apparently repairing the broken fairy body quickly.

In this battle, more than ten black robe envoys were lost before they were reluctantly taken down. The black robe envoy who was walking in the forefront looked pale.

If it wasn't for Jian Wushuang to return to the Imperial Palace, he would like to crush Jian Wushuang into powder on the spot.

At the same time, he was also horrified in his heart, what is the origin of this little Yanxian, he was able to kill Dayanxian across the border.

And not only that, he even walked out of the river of blood of ten thousand immortals, this is the point that made him feel deeply afraid!

You must know that under the river of blood, even if it is the flow of Dayan Immortal, you will be directly lost in your mind, and you will be unable to get out of it.

As the protagonist of the emperor, no one Yanxian knew better than him what terrible existence was under the river of blood.

Just an endless army of dead immortals is enough to swallow any Great Yanxian, let alone those mysterious ancient powers that cannot be looked at directly.

You must know that even the emperor's heavenly official, Bian Ziyuan dare not get involved easily.

But Jian Wushuang came out alive, with all his tails coming out.

Converging the deepest meaning in the heart, more than forty black robe envoys bound Jian Wushuang, rushing to the center of the whole Tianlu, the palace of the emperor city.

When the imperial city shrouded in smoke appeared before him, all the black robes breathed a sigh of relief again.

Their mission is completed.

The Tianmen of the Emperor City slowly opened, and then they quickly entered, as if nothing had happened.

In the distant sky and land where no one noticed, an old man watched this scene in horror, he had an inexplicable intuition.

This day and land, it seems that the sky is about to change.

Entering the imperial city, stepping on the road of white bones, a line of black robes makes a fast gallop forward.

The giant gate of the Temple of Heaven had already been opened, and Bian Ziyuan stood in front of the Temple of Heaven with his arms folded, seeming to have been waiting for a long time.

"Da Tianguan, another twelve were lost." The leader of the black robe envoy stepped forward and whispered.

Bian Zi nodded far away, "My way, you guys are doing very well, let's go on."

The black robe made the promise, and then directly left Jian Wushuang, which was bundled into zongzi, in front of him.

Bian Ziyuan immediately showed a meaningful smile, "You did a great job, congratulations, you survived."

Jian Wushuang looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

"Don't try to resist, you are just the end of the crossbow, this seat can easily destroy you."

After speaking these last words, Bian Ziyuan stretched out his hand and took him into the temple.

The cold, cold hall is still the same as the first time we met, except that the damaged mountain and sea pillars have been repaired.

The young, gloomy young man walked out from the depths of the hall slowly, and came to Jian Wushuang with great interest.

"I'm very curious, how did you get out of there alive, tell me what you saw under that river of blood, and what you got."

Looking at the young man in front of him and the crowds of black robe envoys, Jian Wu was pale on both sides, and said weakly, "First...Untie me, I have no strength..."

The young man heard the words, meditated for a moment, then looked at Bian Ziyuan and said, "Untie."

"His Royal Highness..." Bian Ziyuan was a little unwilling, but seeing his persistence, he had to reach out and untie it.

The chains fell off layer by layer, and Jian Wushuang escaped.

"Can you tell me?" The young man took a step forward, seemingly eager.

The joints of the whole body shook slightly at this moment, as if waking up from a deep sleep.

Standing next to Bian Ziyuan, he was shocked when he saw this scene. He realized something and hurriedly released exquisite mist.

But everything is too late!

Jian Wushuang, who was out of trouble, swept away his previous weakness, and his whole body surged into an unimaginable trend!

His right hand directly condenses the invisible sword, piercing the young man in front of him at a speed so fast that all the black robe envoys can't react!

Because this distance is too close, he can only watch a long sword surging with a million sword intent piercing into his body.

Time seemed to stagnate, and a small, light sound rang out at this moment.

Then, 36,000 sword intent also poured into his body, directly causing unimaginable injuries.

The sword intent shredded the fairy body and broke out completely.

Afterwards, the exquisite mist released by Bian Ziyuan hit Jian Wushuang.

But it was too late, he had successfully escaped, retreating a hundred feet in an instant!

"You are looking for death!"

Bian Ziyuan was so angry that he couldn't add to it. He didn't expect Jian Wushuang to be so arrogant that he would kill the emperor in front of him.

While Jian Wushuang, who was standing with the sword, smiled wantonly, he didn't even look at all the black robe envoys in the temple, even with his side.

After looking back at Bian Ziyuan for the last time, Jian Wushuang flew away directly!

"Kill me on the spot, and whoever kills this child, set up a small official!" Bian Ziyuan was already furious to the point that it could not be added.

All the black robe envoys in the entire temple rushed out upon hearing this.

Just the seat of Xiaotianguan is enough to drive them crazy.

The position of heaven official attached to the aura of the emperor means that he can enjoy the moistness of the emperor’s air luck. This is unimaginable air luck, enough to make them all crazy!

At this moment, the immortal body was completely broken, but the young man who did not know what kind of magical powers condensed on everything, pale and hoarse, said, "Don't kill him, save him, whether we can get out of here depends on He is!"

Bian Ziyuan looked uncertain, and finally said cruelly, "Even if he is let go, I will make him pay a little price!"

"Boom!"

The giant gate of the Temple of Heaven was opened by Jian Wushuang with a single sword. He stepped on Yunyan and another sword cut the Bone Road by a thousand feet.

Then he stood proudly above the void, like a real sword fairy, unrestrained to the extreme.

He didn't seem to realize that he was fleeing, but he was traveling through the heavens and realms.

Jian Wushuang wants to fight, not escape!