Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5109: Blood War in the Wild (Part 2)

Thirty million years of enlightenment without a mulberry tree has strengthened Huiqing's Buddha heart. The purity and firmness of his heart make all those who see him sigh like a Buddha.

He has never had a stage of doubt, and even any passage of Scripture cannot confuse him.

But now, in the face of such a big life and death situation, facing a young man with a firm vision and the same purity, facing the startled question he issued.

For the first time, Huiqing couldn't hold on to her heart.

"Could it be that the masters' approach is wrong, shouldn't they make such a decision?"

"But my other masters, in order for us to be able to get out of the great wasteland, have already died in the great wasteland. If we return, how can we be worthy of them?"

A series of big questions made Huiqing unable to remain calm anymore. He was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to plan.

Seeing that Huiqing was no longer impulsive, Jian Wushuang let go of him and turned to look at the situation where he had fallen into a **** battle.

He frowned.

At this moment, a small hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said in a trembling voice, "Good, good man, you said that saving one is saving, saving a group is also saving, it will save My masters?"

Jian Wushuang turned around, looked at this little novice who still had some timidity in his eyes, and solemnly nodded his head, "Since I have said it, I will do it, but I may not be able to save them all."

"Then, then there will be a good worker." Little novice Huiqing folded her hands, and then looked at the masters who were in a **** battle in the void, and finally couldn't bear it.

After making the decision, Jian Wushuang subconsciously raised his palm and touched Huiqing's smooth head.

He reacted instantly, his face turned red, and he quickly apologized, then turned and rushed into the void without any hesitation.

Hui Qing pursed her mouth, and then subconsciously twisted her bare head.

"What, I must save my master!"

Border barriers.

The void has been shattered and torn apart by the supreme derivation power, and the escaping derivation power has formed the most violent supreme vortex, a series of thunder and lightning that are as thick as a dragon, raging in the vortex, and then burst down .

The boundary of the big division is completely chaotic.

All kinds of colorful blood spilled, because it was too pure to fall, hovering in the void, making the battlefield more tragic.

The ten-thousand-meter-long battle armor figure has completely fallen into a frenzy of rage.

At this moment, the six monk heads are in a more miserable situation, relying on their physical advantages to barely deal with them.

The gap between them is too unimaginable, like a chasm.

Even if the treasures came out together, it would not cause much damage to the armor body.

Once you board the Dayan Immortal, every big turn in this one cannot be compensated by any means.

Now there are six monk heads, and there is only one Sixth Rank Dayan Immortal, how to fight the Nineth Rank?

This is also something Jian Wushuang can't understand.

Wearing a broken sword that can cause heavy damage to Dayan Immortal with every sword, the battle armor figure is roaring.

"All the eagle dogs under Zhen Wuyang's seat must be buried for my lord!"

Above the **** sky, the calm and old master father almost relied on his own strength to withstand most of the offensive of the armor figure, the treasure behind him has long been dimmed to the extreme, and it seems that it may disappear at any time.

The dazzling magic tricks are guarded in front of you, and at the same time they attract most of the offensive of the armor figure.

A sword slashed down horizontally, and the Remnant Sword directly blasted hundreds of magic tactics, including the master father.

Furthermore, the Remnant Sword was cast down unabated, once it hits, even if he is Rank 6 Dayan Immortal, he will definitely die instantly!

"Brother!!"

The other five monk heads yelled, but they had no time to give aid, so they could only watch the sword fall.

The next moment, a figure quietly appeared under the remnant sword, and then raised the sword to respond.

"Zheng!"

The big sound of gold and iron strikes through the eternal void, and the extremely pure sword intent is also sprayed out, so that the extremely dark void is reflected.

All the monk capitals have round eyes, watching this scene in disbelief.

The little Xiaoyanxian, who had fallen into the wilderness like a blood man before, almost didn't know his life or death, at this moment, used his own power to resist a sword!

You know, that sword is the sword of Rank Nine Dayan Immortal!

But this scene actually happened.

Time seemed to stand still, and Jian Wushuang's eyebrows trembled slightly under that sword.

His right hand holding the Invisible Sword has been shattered, and the blood of God is spilling into the void.

If it weren't for the terrifying defensive power of the Immortal Immortal Body, I'm afraid that this sword could make Jian Wushuang shatter into powder.

But he still did it, facing up against the full force of the Nineth Rank Dayan Immortal.

The body shape of the battle armor was also shocked, as if seeing something impossible.

"You are not dead?"

Jian Wushuang pressed his eyebrows, and quickly threw a Di Pin Pill in his mouth, "Thinking, it’s not that easy to miss me!"

"Then I will let you die again!" The armor was furious, and at the same time, he wanted to throw his left hand at him.

But at this moment, the six monk heads shot at the same time, a total of six pure Buddha light chains, layer by layer wrapped around the left hand of the armor figure, making it difficult for him to lift it for a while.

"Good man, go!"

Master father shouted, his expression solemn.

Jian Wushuang naturally didn't stay too much, and his body instantly disappeared under Broken Sword.

However, when he appeared again, he was in front of all the monk heads.

"Hurry up and leave, hand it to me here." He said condensedly, showing unquestionable majesty.

Faced with this young man who is just a fairy, all the monk heads did not underestimate.

They looked at each other, then looked at the master and father together.

The grand master's expression is firm, although there is hesitation in his eyes, he disappears quickly, "You can't retreat, never retreat, you can only move forward."

"Can't you see where the situation is now? Do you want to die here?" Jian Wushuang shouted in a deep voice.

Master father looked at him, "Even so, we can't retreat. We will never retreat into the wilderness, even if we die, we must die in the big division domain!"

"Boom!"

While they were speaking, the battle armor figure slashed down with a sword, directly dispersing all the monk capitals.

Jian Wushuang was so evasive, he couldn't help cursing an idiot secretly.

At this time, the master and father spoke again, "My brothers, I will open the way for you, and go to Dasiyu!"

As his voice fell, a treasure phase condensed from the pure Buddha's light, reflecting the emptiness.

All the injuries on the master's father's immortal body were restored, and his luck was restored to its peak in an instant.

The cryptic texts of the hazy Buddha light flowed slowly around him, as if the moon was setting and the sun was rising.

He puts his hands together, a pair of true eyes unleashes supreme power.

The fairy body and the treasure image seem to be completely integrated at this moment.