Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5016: The End of Heavenly Gate

Taking out nearly 20 Di Pin Pills in a row, Jian Wushuang directly stuffed them all into his mouth.

The broken fairy body feels better.

The medicinal effects of twenty Di Pin Pills are just enough to offset the consequences of using Emperor Qi Luck.

If there is no Emperor Pin Pill, I'm afraid Jian Wushuang will be completely destroyed this time.

"How about it, is it serious?" Di Qing walked forward quickly and said solemnly.

"It's okay, but I'm afraid I will be weak for a while." He smiled bitterly.

"It's okay, everything is over. It's time for you to take a good rest." Yan Fan patted his shoulder and said.

Jian Wushuang nodded, everything has indeed settled, and the two quasi-emperors have died, without any hindrance.

The next thing is to leave the borderless sea.

Jian Wushuang slowly turned around and looked at the distant nothingness.

At this moment, none of them noticed, the emptiness behind them suddenly rippled, and then two figures walked out of it.

In the next moment, those two figures suddenly violent, and one after another vigorous training directly entangled Di Qing and Fu Yao Xianjun.

They were all caught off guard.

By the time Jian Wushuang reacted, the two figures had dragged Diqing and Fuyao, rushing towards endless front.

"Looking for death!"

Jian Wushuang drank low, and his figure immediately followed, and Jiang Liyan followed him.

A total of seven figures, chasing frantically under the sky that has become nihilism.

When the two figures who dragged Diqing and Fuyao suddenly stopped, the familiar scene made Jian Wushuang also stop.

The sky is still broken, but in the middle of the broken sky, an almost completely broken sky gate comes into view.

Here is the site of the third or fifth heaven, and it is also the place where Yuyao Keng kills the seat and becomes the emperor.

"Fog, long time no see."

Suddenly, from the two figures that seemed to be shrouded in the mist, there was such a voice.

Immediately afterwards, the mist slowly dissipated, and the two figures were revealed.

Jian Wushuang watched this scene in astonishment.

The two figures turned out to be Bian Ziyuan and the young emperor next to him!

Their reappearance made Jian Wushuang feel a strange emotional change.

Bian Ziyuan's eyes were cold, and only cold killing intent remained in his eyes.

And the young emperor stood with his hands behind, watching the scene with interest.

"Everything is here. It seems that a good show will be on soon."

The voice fell, the young emperor smiled strangely, and then stretched out a pair of pale and bloodless palms.

Along with the movement of his palm, hundreds of thousands of tiny dusts suddenly reunited in nothingness.

Then a figure reunited.

Black clouds!

At this moment, even Jian Wushuang was completely shocked, and the black cloud that had been completely obliterated was revived again, which was simply unimaginable.

He opened his eyes slowly, first at a loss, then overjoyed.

"I, can I survive?!"

Retracting his palm, the young emperor's face became paler. He glanced at the black cloud and then said softly, "Don't be too happy, your enemy is right in front of you now."

Heiyun was startled, then subconsciously looked at Jian Wushuang, he trembled all over, and only panic was left in his eyes.

He hasn't walked out of that terrible destruction. At this moment, seeing Jian Wushuang again, he almost can't stand still.

The Yanxian who killed him twice and pulled out the emperor's bones has become the most terrifying nightmare deep in his heart.

The young emperor who took the black cloud look in his eyes could not help showing disgust, and then he said coldly, "This time your task is to kill any Dayan Immortal you see, otherwise you The fate of is the most clear."

Heiyun heard the words, showing a touch of bitterness, "Then I will try my best."

Ignoring him, the young emperor immediately looked at Bian Ziyuan again, "Ziyuan, they will leave it to you."

"No, I just want him!" Bian Ziyuan's voice was low and he raised his palm to point at Jian Wushuang.

He nodded, "Then let's start."

The familiar chaos aura spread out in an instant. Although Heiyun had been scared, he still chose to fight.

At this moment, Bian Ziyuan also moved forward slowly, only Jian Wushuang in his eyes.

"Let go of them, I will fight you."

Jian Wushuang said coldly.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" He smiled coldly, "You can get it yourself!"

After he finished speaking, the endless and exquisite mist rose up, covering most of the void in an instant.

Jiang Liyan returned to gritted his teeth, and their luck was completely wiped out. Although their realm and power were still at their peak, they were definitely able to display less than 10% of their strength.

Faced with the dark clouds, they simply couldn't catch it.

At this moment, the emperor's luck carried by Jian Wushuang has also dissipated, and his strength has also weakened to a certain level.

Without the emperor's luck, he has three lucks on his back, and he can only fight the Sixth Rank Dayan Immortal.

Because Heiyun had been frightened by Jian Wushuang, he did not dare to move forward rashly, only releasing a chaotic atmosphere behind him to interfere.

This undoubtedly gave Jian Wushuang a chance to breathe.

His immortal body has been overdrawn to the extreme, but still gritted his teeth and released the true shadow of the selflessness.

With the addition of the true shadow of Wumei, Jian Wushuang strongly supported the three qi fortunes.

However, without waiting for him to carry three lucks, he rushed over like a ghostly side.

He punched it hard, as if a million immortal mountains and peaks were coming.

Jian Wushuang was forced to resist, but was suddenly thrown back!

The soles of the feet plowed a long ravine in the void, barely stopping his figure, and the blood churning in his fairy body.

Bian Ziyuan's breath seems to have changed!

Jian Wushuang became dignified. In the previous battle, Bian Ziyuan's realm was at Rank 6, and he was finally beheaded by him, who was carrying three ways of luck.

And Bian Ziyuan, who was resurrecting now, gave him a very strange feeling, and his realm was temporarily unpredictable.

Jiang Liyan saw Jian Wushuang's invincibility and was ready to step forward to help, but was blocked by the black cloud that followed.

"I'm very hungry, so please stay."

Black Cloud smiled, only greed was left in his eyes.

On the ruins of the third or fifth heaven, under the broken gate, a great battle broke out completely.

The power from the Nineth Rank Great Yanxian made the void more violently broken, and the heavenly gate above the void again gave birth to fine cracks.

The pale and gloomy young emperor who waved his hand to isolate all the fluctuations in power, then looked at Diqing and Fuyao beside him.

"You are all very good, how about being my messenger, in return, I will take you out of the borderless sea."

He smiled slightly, his eyes filled with a strange bewitching.

Diqing was disgusted and looked at him coldly.

As a Tianjiao who came out of that age of hope, he has his own pride.