Legend of Swordsman Chapter 766: Return of Jian Wushuang

The ten-day period has expired, and the strongmen of all ancestors in the sky dome have left the eternal realm of life and death.

The ancient gods who wandered in the Tianqi Mountains also gathered to prepare to return to the tribe.

Many ancient gods are gathered together, headed by Gu Heng, but at the moment, Gu Heng is extremely ugly.

"What about swordsman?"

"Where did Jian Wushuang go?"

Gu Heng growled.

Jian Wushuang has a very special status in the ancient gods. When he left, Wing Lao once told him that he must ensure the safety of Jian Wushuang.

Now, all the people in the Tianqi Mountains, except those killed by people outside of the realm, have gathered here, but Jian Shuangshuang has disappeared.

Could it be that Jian Wushuang also died in the hands of those outside the world?

"Master Gu Heng." Gu Yang came to Gu Heng at this moment, took out a sign, and said, "This was given to me by the sword Wushuang not long ago, and said that I would give it to you. "

"Ling Fu?" Gu Heng sank, connected to the Ling Fu, and browsed the message inside.

"Leave? Go to the territory of human beings? And say you will come back in thousands of years?" Gu Heng widened his eyes, followed by a bitter smile.

Jiang Wushuang is free and easy, but based on this order, he is afraid that it is difficult to explain to Yi Lao.

...

Out of the eternal realm of life and death, the dense ancient forest.

On top of the void, the strongmen and disciples of the various ancestral gates in the sky dome step out from the wormhole in the space and gather here.

In less than half a day, the strong men and disciples of all ancestors have gathered almost.

In the presence of the Zongmen, the strong men of the two giants, Yunhai Xiangong and Wuji Mozong, are obviously not very good-looking.

"Good guy, Yun Hai Xian Gong and Wuji Mozong, so many people have fallen this time?"

"I remember that there were fifteen strong men who entered the eternal realm of life and death before Yunhai Fairy Palace, but there are only seven who came out alive now?"

"The same is true of the Promised Demon Sect. Half of the strong who entered the eternal realm of death have died inside."

"Well, what did these two giants meet inside?"

The strong men around the top ancestors secretly groaned.

The trips to life and death in this eternal realm have more or less losses for all ancestors, but most of these losses are still within the acceptable range, and the worst is Yunhai Xiangong and Wuji Mazong.

Half of them who entered the eternal state of life and death died unexpectedly.

As for the imperishable dynasty, although it is not as miserable as Yunhai Xiangong and Wuji Mozong, four strong men are still falling, two of them are dead in the hands of Jian Wushuang.

"Asshole, our secret gathering point in the Tianqi Mountains was even known by those demon gods!" In the Yunhai Xiangong camp, the elder Yunfan looked cold and gleaming.

Yunhai Xiangong and Wuji Mozong suffered a big loss this time.

However, they can only admit it, they can only blame their bad luck, but they don't think of others, let alone Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, in the huge space wormhole above the void, a vast ray of light surged, followed by a series of figures stepping out of the space wormhole.

"Is the ancient gate?"

"I don't know that Gumen did not die in the eternal realm of life and death this time."

Zongmen strongmen in the surrounding areas immediately looked at the people in Gumen.

When you see a large number of nine palace lords such as the palace annihilator appear in front of them, these strong men can only secretly boo.

Obviously, there is no loss to Gumen during this life and death eternity trip.

However, the strong men present soon noticed a young man in a black robe with a sword on his side, standing next to the Lord of Destruction Palace.

The breath on this black robe youth is impressive, just a **** of heaven.

"Hmm, god?"

"This person?"

"He, he is ..."

Everyone looked at the young man in the black robe with a sword.

Including the powerful men of the three giants, and even those disciples, have their eyes fixed on the young man in the black robe.

The eyes of these powerful men were from doubts at the beginning, to surprise, to horror, and finally everyone in the scene was in shock.

"Sword, sword unparalleled!"

I don't know, who was the first to exclaim.

This exclaiming, time is like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it blows directly in everyone's mind.

"Sword Warrior! It turned out to be him!"

"A hundred years ago, the sword Wushuang who shook the entire sky and was accepted by the master of Xuan Yigong as a disciple?"

"He, shouldn't he have died?"

"How is that possible? How could he not be dead?"

"This, this is impossible!"

Everyone was stunned.

Even if these eternal powerhouses are present, most of them have experienced heavy winds and heavy rain, but now they see Jian Wushuang reappearing in front of them, one by one, with their eyes widened, they cannot believe everything in front of them it is true.

In their opinion, Jian Wushuang, who should have died a hundred years ago, now appears in front of them?

"Jian Wushuang, he is not dead?"

The three great giants of Yunhai Fairy Palace, Immortal Dynasty, and Promised Demon Sect also have their heads cyanotic.

If the only one who is not surprised by Jian Wushuang's love is the silver-white-haired old man Mingye of Jiutianmen.

In the eternal realm of life and death, this ghost leaf saw the scene where Jian Wushuang cut and killed the Dark Lord with his own eyes, and the appearance of Jian Wushuang is naturally not unexpected.

While everyone was in shock and shock, Jian Wushuang's eyes also looked around. He sucked in the surrounding air, and his face smiled soothingly.

"Hundred years, finally came out." Jian Wushuang couldn't help but growl.

Hundred years can be a long time for him.

Although the people of the ancient **** family are very good to him, and he does have the blood of the ancient god, however, after all, he was born in the human territory, and the human territory is his root.

"These people ..." Jian Wu's eyes glanced from the surrounding figures, and the expressions on these people's faces were all in his eyes.

"It looks like everyone was surprised." Jian Wushuang smiled coldly.

"Ignore them, we just leave."

The Lord of the Destroyed Palace said in a low voice, and then many of the Lords of the Ancient Gates, along with Jian Wushuang, planned to go in the direction of the Ancient Gates.

But they are just leaving ...

"Slow!"

A drink drank, echoing in this world, followed by a figure in vain blocked in front of Jian Wushuang and others.

This person, Tong Yanhe, has bare feet, and the breath on his body far outweighs everyone present.

"Jian Wushuang, so anxious, where are you going?"

The comer speaks leisurely, but that sharp gaze directly covers the sword unparalleled.