Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4983: The black cloud that controls the emperor’s luck

Along with the lift-off of the pure white light, it was all swallowed and absorbed by the tricky formation.

All Dayan Immortals couldn't even make a sound, and within a few dozen breaths, they withered and aged to the extreme.

Their flesh and blood peeled off, and even the charm that the fairy bones quickly lost, turned into flying ashes.

In just a few dozen breaths of time, they will be completely gone!

Jian Wushuang and others all retreated quickly, looking at the big formation vigilantly.

The entire city of exile was surrounded by a large formation, and after absorbing the luck of dozens of Dayan Immortals, it became more and more terrifying.

At this moment, even Jian Wushuang felt the Qi Luck in Xian's body began to flow slowly.

"In this big formation, would you even be able to inhale gas?" Yan Fan frowned, "It seems that the master of Fang Tianlu is not simple."

It's not easy to be called by Yan Fan. Then the master behind Tianlu is definitely more than the Ninth Rank Dayan Immortal.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn, and he was ready to give his all.

At this moment, Yan Fan and Jiang Li looked at each other and walked forward.

With each step they took, the void shook.

Faced with the huge treacherous formation above their heads, they simultaneously held down the hilt of their waists, and then cut out a sword in an instant!

The speed of this sword was so fast that even Jian Wushuang didn't see it clearly, so he cut it out!

In an instant, the void shattered, and the infinite sword intent was like a blooming fairy flower, and each path reflected unparalleled momentum.

Billions of sword intents brazenly slammed into the immortal formation, bursting out incomparable Huamang.

Di Qing was completely shocked by this sword, and hurriedly released Yanli to protect Jian Wushuang and Fuyao Xianjun.

When the two collided, the entire city of exile began to shatter!

The city wall turned into dust and finally shattered.

Together with the shattered one, there is the treacherous formation above his head.

When the infinite sword intent completely dissipated, everything settled down.

The huge and magnificent city of exile has been shattered, leaving only a few ruins, and even the void has been cut to pieces.

"Go!" Yan Fan whispered, and immediately released Yanli to protect Jian Wushuang and others.

Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate, and immediately swept up together, ready to leave.

At this moment, the original shattered void was suddenly shrouded in black clouds, and the retreat in all directions was blocked.

The five of them were trapped in the most central position.

"The hidden head and exposed tail are coming out." Yan Fan's eyes were rare and solemn, and the palm of his hand was attached to the hilt of his waist, ready to draw his sword at any time.

Jiang Li was also at this moment, blocking Jian Wushuang without a trace.

At this point, the entire city of exile has been destroyed more than half of the sky and land, and everything is shrouded in chaos.

Along with the chaos, a thick and treacherous black cloud came to them.

"It's really a good sword intent. You are one of the few guys who can break my formation so easily."

An old, hoarse and deep voice resounded from the black cloud, and then the volatile black cloud began to change.

It continued to transform, gradually transforming into a tall figure, and its vague face turned into the appearance of Yan Fan in the end.

"I appreciate you very much."

Yan Fan's eyes condensed, and then he said with disdain, "Huh, he's another guy pretending to be a ghost."

Heiyun, who is exactly the same as Yan Fan's body and face, heard this and grinned, "No, no, I don't like pretending to be a god, what I show is the strength I can't control."

"Also, a sword fairy like you, I have also personally killed it."

"You want to kill this sword immortal too?" Yan Fan was even more disdainful. "The one who can kill me has never appeared before."

Heiyun smiled, "Everyone who can become a sword immortal is stronger than ever. The power and air luck in the immortal body are also purer, so I like to absorb the air luck of the sword fairy, which is great for me. For help."

"With you, you still want to swallow this sword immortal's luck, so you are not afraid that my head will be chopped off by me?" Yan Fan said in a deep voice.

He regained his calm, "You can't kill me, even if I don't do it, you will not be enough to kill me."

Yan Fan's eyes became cold, "Why, want to try?"

"Of course I want to try it. It has been countless years since I killed the sword fairy last time. Now I want to try this taste again."

Heiyun slowly raised his arms, his deep eyes filled with excitement, "Use your strongest sword, if I am satisfied, maybe I can let you make a living."

Yan Fan laughed when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly changed cold at this moment, "Old things, you know, there is no Dayan Immortal worthy of my strongest sword, including you!"

"I like your arrogance. If you are not my food, I would love you to be my friend."

Heiyun stepped out after saying these last words.

In an instant, the shattered void was swallowed by the chaos, and then wisps of black clouds overflowed from the chaos and surrounded him.

At this moment, the terrifying and treacherous black cloud turned into a robe with black gold patterns all over his body.

When this black golden robe appeared, the originally chaotic sky began to enter a state of surrender.

So the dissipated masterless power also surrendered.

A treacherous heavenly order was constructed in this chaos.

At this moment, whether it was Jian Wushuang, Jiang Liyan, and Diqing, Fuyao Xianjun, when they saw the black cloud in the black gold robe, their complexion changed greatly.

That is the emperor's clothes that represents the emperor's luck!

And those who can wear the clothes of God have mastered the emperor's luck!

Emperor’s air luck, just four words, is too terrifying, so terrible that even the Dayan Immortal who can create the heavens with a wave of hands, in front of the emperor’s air luck, it is impossible to resist.

The emperor, the emperor’s luck, represents absolute control!

Under the thought of the emperor, the fairy source of Dayan Immortal is a thing of play.

Jian Wushuang, who has been in contact with six emperors, knows more clearly what the emperor's luck represents.

Even if there was only a ray of remnant soul left in the Heavenly Court of the past, Emperor Six Crows was enough to kill Diqing who was the Nine-turned Dayan Immortal.

The three emperors in the Boyang Vase belong to another situation. Their emperor body and emperor qi luck disappeared, leaving only three weak true souls.

But even if the true souls of the three emperors are extremely weak, as long as they reshape the emperor body in the years to come, they will be able to return to their peak state.

Once the emperor's aura is in control, Dayanxian has already transcended the shackles of the realm and reached a mysterious and mysterious state.

The emperor’s luck represents absolute control, and no Dayan Immortal can cause trauma to the emperor.

This also means that when the black cloud reveals the emperor's luck, everything has become a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, Yan Fan's eyes changed and she seemed to have made a decision in her heart.