Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4959: Sandao surpasses the self with the back body
Hundreds of streamer-like figures flew out from the temple, and they still kept flowing!
Hundreds of figures are hundreds of Dayan Immortals!
They are Dayan Immortals who have transcended Immortality!
Their appearance filled the entire void with supreme aura!
And Jian Wushuang is not unable to escape, but unable to escape.
He knew that he couldn't escape from the hands of so many Dayan Immortals, so he simply stood still and prepared for a desperate battle!
In this boundless sea, Jian Wushuang is isolated and helpless, and can only rely on himself.
Although there are three true souls of emperors in the Boyang Vase, this time, he does not intend to use them. If they know that their true souls are dissipated, it means that they will never be able to resurrect.
So Jian Wushuang can only rely on himself, he has even imagined where he will recover again after his fall.
Looking at the black robe ambassadors who surrounded themselves in front of them, there were no fewer than a hundred.
Be aware that these are all Dayan Immortals, and none of them are below Rank Three.
Although they have been weakened to a certain extent in this endless sea, Dayan Immortal is still Dayan Immortal, and their strength is still extremely terrifying.
In the void, Jian Wushuang stood in the middle of the void, with broken bones under his feet.
A steady stream of black robe envoys walked out of the temple and came to him.
Slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, Jian Wushuang raised the real sword in his hand and pointed it straight ahead proudly.
The black robe who was pointed at by his swordsman, subconsciously stepped back, as if no one wanted to do it first.
Jian Wushuang smiled contemptuously, facing so many Dayan Immortals, he actually took the lead.
The true shadow of me, the way of killing, the way of guarding, the way of unparalleled swordsmanship, all three ways!
This is the first time Jian Wushuang has made all three!
The Way of Guardianship was the first avenue on which he became an ancestor. It was the most majestic avenue, the avenue that encompassed the entire universe of divine power.
His long hair broke the straps and danced wildly in the void, and the true blue selflessness surged behind him.
Thousands of scarlet red lights that represent the way of killing are flowing slowly.
The invisible rules of heaven, which represent the way of protection, protect his fairy body, and the dense lines slowly rotate.
The Xuanhe red gold **** pattern representing Wushuang Kendo flows from the tip of his hair.
Three ways to add body, don't look directly at him at this moment.
The black robe shattered, revealing the immortal immortal body.
The fire phoenix totem, belonging to the ancestor of the Feng clan, of immortality, screamed in his chest.
At this moment, all the black robe envoys retreated, and their expressions were all horrified.
This is the power that Yanxian can show?
This turned out to be the power that Yanxian could show?
This is actually the power that Yanxian can show?
The repeated questions in my mind caused all the black robes to retreat without stopping, even breathing a little bit shortly.
The mighty power emanating from an immortal, even the oppressed them all couldn't raise their heads, which was too terrifying.
The three avenues are added, and unimaginable luck is flowing.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang is the real existence of the heavens and the heavens!
He became completely devoid of emotions, just raised his hand at random, and suddenly a Tianhe roared and swallowed the void!
A seven star system is completely blooming between his eyebrows!
Anything that God's mind reaches is his domain, and in his domain, he is the real emperor!
Use the fairy style against the fairy style.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's control of the immortal style has completely reached another unimaginable point.
Just under this finger, more than a dozen black robes fell on the spot, tearing open a crack in the encircling circle.
All the black robes are shocked, and they can feel the terrible flow of luck from this finger.
For a time, all the black robe envoys were extremely sure, Jian Wushuang, it was impossible for him to be an immortal.
His existence seems to have surpassed Dayan Immortal and reached a certain unknown realm.
There is no other reason, it is because Jian Wushuang's surging aura is so strong that it even affected their judgment.
With three additions, Jian Wushuang now seems to have arrived, with an unknown general trend, crushing against them.
The invisible sword in his hand is already shining to the extreme.
Behind him, the one-million-meter-high Wumei Zhenying also holds a huge invisible sword in his hands.
It's like a sky!
At this moment, Wushuang Kendo opens.
Wushuang Kendo, Xinghehuhaijianyi, the second style.
The river.
The towering Tianhe, descending from the sky, the void was shattered by the impact.
The Tianhe composed of billions of sword intents flowed through Jian Wushuang's body, and then roared and impacted.
This is Wushuang Kendo, the most peak release.
Tianhe sword intent, far better than the previous one hundred times damage!
The true shadow of selflessness, which is more than one million feet high, also released the sword intent of the Galaxy and Lake at this moment!
The sky collapsed, and the road to the bones was directly shattered. At this moment, all the hard-headed black robe envoys dared not stay, all of them retreated quickly in horror.
But the majestic sword intent was so fast that it swallowed dozens of black robe envoys while smashing the road to the bones!
At this moment, the Third Rank Dayan Immortal was beheaded without any resistance!
The Huanghuang swordsmanship Tianhe swallowed everything.
Hundreds of millions of swordsmanship, incredibly bright.
It impacts everything that can be destroyed.
The entire imperial city began to vibrate violently, and then ravines cracked through the walls.
When the kendo Tianhe descended above the temple, all the black robe envoys who had escaped looked extremely miserable.
They knew that the Temple of Heaven would never be able to withstand this blow!
One thought is broken, only in the evening.
When this unparalleled river of swordsmanship was about to overwhelm the temple, a figure quietly walked out of the temple, and then rushed up.
Thousands of hazy water mists escaped from that figure at this moment, and enveloped them towards the Kendo Tianhe.
This is a strong blow, an unstoppable blow.
But Bian Ziyuan has been unavoidable, his raised arms are oppressed at this moment in a weird bending posture, and the whole robe is directly crushed to pieces, revealing flowing clouds. Tattooed chest!
"Uh..."
Bian Ziyuan's forehead blue veins violently, he never thought that this sword would be so terrifying, even he could not stop it.
"Damn fellow, this seat...I will crush your head by myself!"
The blood of the gods began to be squeezed out from every pore of his, Bian Ziyuan only felt that the fairy body was a little unsupported, and began to show signs of fragmentation.
His eyes became extremely red, as if they might burst open in the next moment.
At this moment, thousands of flowing clouds and water patterns began to flow slowly all over his body, exuding a unique and extremely aura.