Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5089: Deadly sick

Facing the dark purple Huamang that covered the sky, Nan Xuan jumped and flew towards Jian Wushuang.

The Jiu Tian Yi Xuan, which has been a little broken, still emits a azure blue glow, without dust and dirt.

In the back of his heart, Jiutian Yixuan shattered a fist-sized crack, which just fit the original sword mark on his chest.

"My little friend, I'll help you." Nan Xuan rushed forward, smiling.

Jian Wushuang was startled. He didn't expect Nan Xuan to come, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to leave soon?"

Nan Xuan smiled, "It would be boring to leave, and I want to try, what kind of existence is this guy!"

Jian Wushuang knows that he has a strong heart, and there is no way he will be dissuaded, so he can only be silent.

After a fierce battle for supremacy, this entire southwestern location was completely wiped out.

As far as I can see, everything has become an eternal vanity.

The breath produced by Changfu's Broken Xianyuan Foundation hasn't retreated, but Heipao has already recovered again.

He is a real nightmare. From his appearance to the end of the battle, even the death battle of the Nineth Rank Dayan Immortal is still intact, which is beyond imagination.

I'm afraid, this is nothing more than Peak Dayan Immortal, right?

Is this black robe a quasi emperor? !

This idea was quickly denied by Jian Wushuang. In the Sea of ​​No Edge, he had seen two quasi-emperors.

One is the quasi-emperor Heiyun who devours the luck of Dayan.

The other is Yuyao, who sacrificed thousands of Dayanxians and eventually became Zhunhuang.

They are terrible existences that can't speak arrogantly, and there is no order of heaven that can withstand them while waving their hands.

The quasi emperor, at a certain level, has been able to rank alongside the emperor.

As for the terrifying extent of Zhundi, Jian Wushuang has already felt it in the Sea of ​​No Edge. The kind of air luck that can squeeze through the ages without any thought of resistance at all is far beyond imagination.

Although today's black robe is almost immortal, even the Ninth Rank Dayan Immortal can't hinder it at all, but Jian Wushuang can still clearly feel the gap between the black robe and the Zhun Emperor.

The gap is extremely clear.

For a moment, he thought of Peak Dayan.

Above the Nine Ranks Dayan Immortal, it is the final state of Dayan Immortal Realm.

Only the pinnacle Dayan immortal can explain why Chang Fu fought his body and did not harm him.

However, even though it is Rank Nine Dayan Immortal, it is not something Jian Wushuang can contend, let alone the peak Dayan Immortal.

So at this moment, he is standing here, it is tantamount to dying.

Even if it is the three backs, the immortal immortal body is more refined, it can't make him resist the peak Dayan.

As for Nan Xuan, who is the Third Rank Dayan Immortal, it is tantamount to dying, and it is impossible to cause any serious damage to the black robe.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang is also wondering, why is there such a terrifying existence in the bone armor of the Tianzi pattern?

Is the black robe guarding, or imprisoning the content contained in it?

This puzzled him, and at the same time made the Heavenly Lettering Bone Armor even more confusing.

Faced with these two figures, the black robe slowly stopped, and the face under the wide hood seemed to be thinking about something.

Jian Wushuang quickly took out two Di Pin Pills and stuffed them into Nan Xuan's hands, and he also took a few Di Pin Pills in his mouth.

This is to be able to break out the most terrible general situation in a short time.

He didn't ask for a draw with the black robe, he only bought time to leave for the craftsman Xu Tuo and his disciples.

"Damn old guy, I take revenge on the previous sword today!"

Nan Xuan said in a deep voice, once again condensed a round of huge sun covering the world!

Don't look directly at Jinwei Huanghuang.

The luck belonging to the Third Rank Dayan Immortal broke out completely at this moment.

Nan Xuan held a newly formed sword blank in his hand. This was the blank sword he had drawn from the mountain of swords.

The endless red golden radiance shines behind him, the great sun is shining, and it contains nine red golden suns, like a real golden wheel, flowing slowly behind him.

This is a sword of Nanxuan Xieqiang, full of indomitable decisiveness.

At this moment, the Golden Wheel Big Sun burst out with extremely bright golden light, illuminating endless nothingness.

There are a total of nine red golden sunrays, using the sword blank as the medium, venting and plundering wildly, turning into nine 100,000-zhang true swords, slashing towards the black robe!

Jian Wushuang also moved, and the invisible sword flowing with the Xuanhe **** pattern easily cut off the order of the heavens that had just spawned, and pressed down.

Heipao stood there, and did not make a evasive posture like before, but chose to resist.

Endless dying and nothingness oscillated, and the violent sound wave shattered again.

Because Yanli was too fast and fierce, the sword blank in Nanxuan's hand could not bear it at all, and it was directly shattered into nothingness.

But his strongest sword eventually fell on Heipao's body.

"Rumble..."

The fiery golden light erupted, Nan Xuan tried his best to pierce the only remaining sword hilt in his hand into the left shoulder of the black robe.

Jin Mang Dabo vented wildly, at this moment, he cut off his left shoulder abruptly!

And Jian Wushuang, who followed him, cut off the black robe's right arm almost without any hindrance.

Dark purple misty silk threads gush out from the black robe.

This scene shocked Nan Xuan. He never thought that he could cut off one arm of the black robe!

Be aware that the black robe can wipe out the terrifying existence of a Rank 6 Dayan Immortal with a wave of his hand.

Jian Wushuang was also startled, he could feel that he had indeed severed his arms.

The black robe, which was almost immortal, was cut off at this moment, and did not immediately recover. Instead, it vented a dark purple misty thread.

Jian Wushuang was the first to react, and quickly cast a glance at Nan Xuan, then faced the black robe and released the sword.

Wushuang Kendo, Xinghehuhaijianyi, the second style.

The river.

The invisible sword pierced his chest with all his strength, and the towering Tianhe took Jian Wushuang as its source and the invisible sword as a medium, and swept toward the black robe.

This sword is a full-strength sword, doing everything.

Nan Xuan also released the supreme power to blast towards the front door of the black robe.

They all know the truth about taking advantage of their illness and killing their lives, so they are doing their best.

"Boom!!"

The immeasurable dust is gone, the already shattered body of the black robe has completely turned into a powder, shattering the void!

The incomparable smashed explosion has spread to hundreds of billions of miles, making the Sancunshan land, which is like a flat boat, even more likely to capsize at any time.

Standing on the edge of the broken continent, the young man slowly lowered his arm in front of him, his face pale, eyes full of disbelief.

Because he saw that that figure, that person who was just a fairy, had accomplished something that was impossible.

The existence that even Chang Fu didn't have the slightest way to destroy, was killed by Jian Wushuang and became a fan.

Unspeakable emotions flowed in his eyes.