Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5093: The ciphertext guardian


In this enchantment, all the disciples looked at Jian Wushuang very nervously.

Unconsciously, they have pinned their hopes on this young man Yanxian.

Looking at the back of Jian Wushuang, who released his power to stabilize the enchantment, Gong Zijiao's eyes were cold and resentful.

He didn't understand why the Xeons would get along well with Jian Wushuang.

It would be fine if it was Yanxian, but it happened that Dayanxian appeared endlessly beside him, even Rank 6 and Rank 9 Dayanxian could mix with him.

"Damn, how did this guy do it?!" The son was almost mad with jealousy.

"Jian Wushuang, don't be proud, I will step you down one day!"

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This time, the big palm covering the sky covered by the black robe old man no longer worked. As the light and shadow shattered, the big palm covering the sky was also directly divided.

The dark purple bizarre Huamang crazily erode the power, and the way of heaven, actually resisting a blow from the black-robed old man.

"Huh?"

The big palm covering the sky was shattered into billions of streams of light spilling into the void, and the black robe elder was puzzled, and the black robe that had just recovered seemed to be stronger than before.

The first fight did not cause any serious damage to the black robe, which made him start dignified.

The black-robed old man who has experienced countless battles since the ancient times, also feels the black robe is very different at this moment.

He couldn't feel the flow of any power from the black robe, not even the slightest wave of power.

This makes the black-robed old man extremely strange.

Yanli is the fundamental power of the entire Dasiyu, even the ultimate evangelism. No monk, or even Yuxian, can get rid of the evangelical power, even for the emperor.

But right now, the black robe completely did not drive Yanli. The dark purple Huamang he used was very peculiar and fundamentally different from Yanli.

For a while, the black-robed old man had many thoughts, but he was quickly left behind.

The danger of living is worth thinking about, and the danger of death is not called danger.

The void trembles, and the heavenly order is broken again.

The black-robed old man stepped away. He stretched out his right palm and pointed it like a sword, and slashed towards the black robe.

Like an immortal black robe, it seems to be more agile than before, facing the supremely powerful black robe old man, he actually knew how to avoid his edge.

Compete!

At the same time, Jian Wushuang, who stood on the top of the sacred mountain watching the battle, looked at the black robe with solemn eyes.

He noticed that the black robe seemed to be adapting to this place, and at the same time stronger than before.

"Does it become stronger every time you die without touching the source?"

Jian Wushuang was thinking, and at the same time faintly worried about the black-robed old man.

The reason why he has been talking about death-seeking is most likely because the situation of the fairy body has really reached the end of the battle.

Under this premise, even if the black-robed old man is Pinnacle Dayan Immortal, he is very likely to be passive.

In the void of eternal extinguishment and nothingness, a more violent war broke out.

As a black-robed old man who was already at the peak of the great evolving immortal in the Wanggu era, his background is simply unimaginable. He can wave his hand at will to unlock the chains of heavenly order.

The chains of heaven order that are like a broken ancient dragon emerged out of nothing and twisted towards the black robe.

There are too many hesitations about these chains of heavenly order. He can't avoid it at all, and he was instantly entangled in it.

"Om!!"

Wang Gu said loudly, every chain of heavenly order trembles at this moment, and a series of dark blue dense patterns appear.

At this moment, centered on the black robe bound by the entanglement, nine hundred and ninety-nine chains of heaven order broke out at the same time!

The luck contained in every chain of heavenly order is the full blow of the black-robed old man.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine chains of heavenly order are 990 full blows!

The emptiness that becomes the eternal extinguishment of nothingness is discolored by this.

The supreme air luck belonging to the peak Dayan immortal broke out completely, and the black robe that was entangled in the body and couldn't get out of it began to shatter directly under the suppression of this air luck.

Obviously, the body in the black robe couldn't bear so many chain lashes of the order of the heavens at all, and fine cracks quickly formed.

And the old man in the black robe was also at this moment and came to the front of the black robe.

He has a solemn face, as if he has noticed something, and he said directly, "You are not a fairy from the Great Division. What is your origin, the remnants of the heavens from the past?"

The black robe did not speak, and the body under the wide black robe seemed to be broken at any time.

The black-robed old man narrowed his eyes, and he realized that even he couldn't see the face under the black-robed hood at all.

From beginning to end, he was extremely secretive.

"What on earth are you from?" The black-robed old man repeated it again.

This time, Heipao slowly raised his head and looked at him.

At such a close distance, he couldn't see the face under his hood, only the dark purple haze, which was quite strange.

The black robe, who emerged from the bone armor of the sky and whose identity is all mysterious, finally speaks.

The hoarse voice seems to be separated by countless years and times.

"Look at the ciphertext, die!"

The black robe old man condensed his brows, "What ciphertext, say!"

"Look at the ciphertext, die!"

Heipao repeated it again, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the black-robed old man.

Two black lights shot out from under the hood like long swords.

Unexpectedly, the black-robed old man stared at him, and there was an instant sway.

At this moment, under the black robe, a purple glow burst out like a sword.

This purple light pierced the black robe old man's chest fiercely through the chains of heavenly order.

In an instant, nine hundred and ninety nine hundred and ninety chains of heaven's order broke down, and the supreme luck was going crazy.

"Senior!"

Jian Wushuang yelled, and ran to the black robe old man without hesitation.

Being penetrated by the purple mansions, even the chest of Pinnacle Dayan Immortal was broken at this moment.

"You are looking for death!"

The invisible sword encircling the red gold Xuanhe **** pattern has already condensed, Jian Wushuang stepped on the void and suddenly threw the invisible sword in his hand at the black robe.

At this moment, even the monstrous dark purple haze is retreating.

"Boom!!"

The blazing invisible sword also pierced the chest of the black robe, and the purest Wushuang swordsmanship exploded in his body.

The body was already covered with cracks in a black robe, and could no longer withstand this degree of fluctuation, so it shattered into dust.

Jian Wushuang didn't even look at the place where the black robe body fell, and raised his hand to protect the black robe old man who was falling.

"Senior, how are you doing?"

The black-robed old man's face was pale, and the supreme luck quickly disappeared from his broken chest.

He said in a hoarse voice, "The situation seems to be a bit uncomfortable, now the chest pain is a little bit severe..."


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