Legend of Swordsman Chapter 953: Not dead

"What?"

Xia Yong's complexion changed suddenly, and then he noticed the next king.

The king's body was only a hundred feet long before. With the sword Wusuo absorbing 30% of the strength of the blood, when the eyebrows condensed four stars, the king's strength immediately changed dramatically, and his body skyrocketed to a thousand feet.

At this moment, King Xi's huge body is hovering not far from Xia Yong, and his large blood bowl has also opened.

"Mystery of the Full Moon, Jiuqu Shenguang!"

The king shouted a yell, and a crimson red light suddenly emerged from the open mouth of the blood basin. This crimson red light carried a strong sense of destruction, but the time was toward the place where Xia Yong was. Burst out.

Oh!

The crimson light formed a beam of light, bursting into an incredible speed, passing over the long void and coming to Xia Yong's side, shot directly at Xia Yong's head.

"Not good!"

Xia Yongna's completely twisted face flashed a little panic, and her body moved backwards subconsciously.

This retreat, although successfully avoiding the crimson beam, can no longer resist Jian Wushuang's finger of destruction.

"Xia Yong old dog, die !!!" The terrifying roar rang through the void.

Booming ~ I saw that the world-moving finger of annihilation came down completely, and the huge golden giant finger blasted on Xia Yong's body, and the power of the ancient **** suddenly burst out.

"No !!!"

Xia Yong roared fiercely, and his eyes rolled, but there was no resistance under the golden giant finger, and the golden giant finger pressed directly to the ground below. .

The golden giant finger crushed Xia Yong and touched the ground.

Boom!

The ground immediately appeared a huge and potent pit, and a lot of gravel was madly set off, and as the power of the golden giant finger gradually erupted, the pit continued to go down to a very deep depth below. The pervasive scope is also getting wider and wider.

Great Earthquake.

Everything is silent.

The whole world is plunged into a huge energy storm.

The arrogance of this energy storm, even those Taoists in the two major camps on the battlefield, all changed colors, and immediately their body shape burst.

And when all this has completely calmed down, everyone looked at it again.

At this point, everyone was stunned.

I saw that the original immensely huge and magnificent imperial city occupying the territory of Mo Da had completely disappeared, and replaced it with a horrible pothole that was tens of thousands of miles away and bottomless.

The entire imperial city turns into this pothole.

Under the pothole is a barren land.

Shock!

Unprecedented shock came to everyone's mind.

And the next moment, oh! A blood streamer looted from the bottom of the pothole at an alarming speed. This blood streamer was clearly panic-stricken. After sweeping out of the hole, it was almost fleeing, towards the camp of the strong Xia people go with.

The **** streamer stopped beside Xia Tao, and then gradually appeared towards his figure.

He had silver-grey hair at the moment, but he was very pale at the moment. His face was countless times older than before. His skin was completely dry and covered with blood. The most important thing was his breath. .

Weak, weak and poor.

Not even the average Taoist respect.

This state is generally only available when a person runs out of oil.

Everyone can be shocked from the bottom of his heart. This figure is actually the biggest card of the Xia people, Xia Yong, the ancestor of the Xia people!

"Our ancestors !!!"

The many Taoists who are strong in the Xia ethnic group, seeing Xia Yong being so weak and reaching the extreme state, are all furious, and at the same time, a mysterious burst of hearts emerges from their hearts.

Their ancestors have always been a myth among their Xia people.

Since many years ago, this myth has been invincible.

Even during the heyday of the Four Kingdoms where the four emperors were present, because of their ancestors, they had a lot of scruples about their Xia people.

But now, in their eyes, this fabulous ancestor is so weak?

You know, the opponent their ancestors face is just an eternal state!

Dignity, against the eternal realm, was actually forced by the latter to such a field by some other means?

How is this possible?

Everybody was screaming and screaming.

And at that moment, Xia Yong's face was scarlet, as if he was about to bleed, his gaze was staring at the very center of the pothole, a figure rising slowly, the figure standing ten feet tall, The body is covered with dark golden skin, and underneath it is a full-length maggot beast that has countless tentacles and still has a terrifying atmosphere.

"This boy ... I almost died in his hands!" Xia Yong clenched his hands, and his eyes were filled with anger.

On King Wu's huge body, Jian Wushuang's intention to kill has not weakened at all. Deep in his dark golden eyes, the raging anger is still burning, and he looks straight at Xia Yong.

"I just couldn't kill him with that finger?" Jian Wushuang was unhappy.

"He should have cultivated a very unique life-saving mystery. This mystery caused him to retrieve a life, but although the life was retrieved, the price must not be small, depending on his weak appearance. , I am afraid that there is no tens of thousands of years or even longer, there is no way to repair it. "King Wang's voice sounded in the sword Wushuang heart.

The stronger you are, the harder it will be to recover after an injury.

Like the ancient pupil Wang, he suffered a lot of damage many years ago, and his strength has been damaged. He has stayed at the ancient gate to restore his strength over the years, but after so many years, he has only recovered less than 10%. From this we can see The difficulty of his recovery.

"Xia Yong, you must die!"

Jian Wu's eyes released a crazy killing intention, but his body just moved, but his body trembled. At the next moment, a large mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and a sharp pain from the deepest part of the body also burst fiercely. stand up.

"Jian Wushuang, don't go crazy!"

The King of Kings even yelled, "Luo Zhen ’s blood is extremely powerful. Although you have burst out of your strength in a short time, the backwash of that blood is not something you can afford. , Now, your body has reached the limit of bearing, you have no more fighting power, give up! "

"Impossible!" Jian Wushuang snarled, and his eyes were scarlet. Although there was still a trace of reason, there was more endless anger and madness.

"In order to be as cold as frost ... even if I fight against this physical body, and even die, I will kill Xia Yong and destroy the Xia people !!!"

Jian Wushuang's voice with a decisive sound resounded through the world. At the same time, the power of the blood in Jian Wushuang's body was intended to rush towards the essence of King Na Luozhen again.

He was going to forcibly swallow more blood!

"Jian Wushuang, don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!"

"Your little girlfriend is not dead yet!"

The king's anxious voice sounded, causing the sword unparalleled action to stop suddenly.