Legend of Swordsman

Taking a deep breath, the tall and thin old man who dare not stop in one step, did not forget to turn around and shout, "Shuzi, I advise you to return at a fast speed. Before you acted offensively, the emperor will not blame it!"

"Otherwise, the iron fist of this emperor is not something you can afford to wait for!"

"Why is this guy so long-winded?" Jian Wushuang was a little speechless. He used to see too many disagreements, drawing swords and chopping off each other. In the face of such a kind old man, he didn't know how to shoot.

Judging from the trouble in the mouth of the little emperor, this entire Wanmutian should be to clear the true soul of these emperors.

Jian Wushuang has never been an indecisive person. He has too much to do to enter Dayanhuan, and he can never be imprisoned in Montenegro.

No longer hesitating, Jian Wushuang directly aimed at the tall and thin old man, striking down sharply and sharply.

The tall, thin old man was startled, almost instinctively sideways, able to escape the horrific blow.

So far, the two are chasing each other in this world.

Rao is a tall and thin old man who is only in the form of a soul, but his strength is at its highest, and Jian Wushuang can't help him for a while.

However, the chaos all happened to kill the master. Jian Wushuang waved a sword dance behind him. One of the swords was poking at the old man's butt, making him scream like a plucking pig.

"Shuzi, dare to sneak attack on this emperor, and in the future you will be called upon by your soul to be lashed out." The tall, thin old man couldn't care about covering the injured part and turned his head to say cruelly.

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and at the same time he began to doubt deeply whether this narrative-like nag was really an emperor ...

Another round of confrontation, the invisible sword made several wounds on the tall and thin old man, and he cursed again and again when he hurt.

Jian Wushuang ignored him, and was determined to wipe out all eyes.

Perhaps he knew that the general trend was gone, and he could not escape. The tall, thin old man simply stayed in place, looking like he was going to kill him.

Under this unexpected situation, Jian Wushuang almost stabbed in the past.

The tall, thin old man carried his hands on his back and laughed aloud, "Good boy, this emperor is the **** of death today, and I want to ask you to bring a sentence to that real Wuyang old man. You just say, Yang Jun has regrets, his biggest regret I just couldn't see you wearing filial piety and filial piety, as the last filial son, hahaha! "

"..."

Jian Wushuang is full of black lines.

"Come on, kill Ben Emperor and go back to his life!" The tall, thin old man spread his arms.

There was a moment of hesitation flashing in Jian Wushuang's eyes, and the invisible long sword he raised was put down again.

Judging from the performance of this tall and thin old man, he is not a man of great evil, but has a real temperament.

Compared with the boy and girl, the little emperor with a gloomy face, it is more like a good person.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, and a tall, thin old man with a deadly expression didn't wait for a blow.

"Do you have any way to hide the breath, or leave here and never step here?" Jian Wushuang retracted the long sword and said quietly.

The tall, thin old man was stunned, apparently he hadn't responded, "Aren't you killing me?"

"Too lazy to kill." Jian Wushuang said concisely.

The expression of the tall and thin old man became wonderful immediately, "Good boy, I said you are righteous, how can you be with shameless people such as Zhenwu Yang Lao Er, the emperor really read right!"

"Don't disturb, say the right thing, leave here." Jian Wushuang said helplessly.

The tall, thin old man scratched his head, his face awkward.

At the next moment, the sky and earth suddenly changed color, and the clouds seemed to roll up and down the sea of ​​sea, surging and changing.

"Who dares to break into Wanmutian!"

The low-pitched voice with supreme power resounded through the world, rushing across.

Even Jian Wushuang's calm heart trembled.

The tall, thin old man was so impatient when he saw such a changing scene, "This old thing, every time it is played, is like a big show, and it is very cheap!"

"..."

Immediately afterwards, an old man with supreme prestige came to the wind, also wearing the imperial clothes, although the same was broken, but it was difficult to hide the power of terror.

The eyes are far away from each other, Jian Wushuang runs Yanli almost the first time.

But the tall, thin old man was very calm, and he raised his head and drank directly. "Old Dao Gong, come down quickly and pick up the guests!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang is full of black lines.

"Old things, just crying and crying for help, now you are backed by your father, and you're stiff?" The old man, who was still holding a shelf in the cloud, heard the words, and rushed down with his sleeves in his hands.

The tall, thin old man pouted, very skillfully avoided a kick, and said, "The old thing has a shape right away, it's about the three of us."

The old man of Weiyi heard that, as if nothing had happened, he rolled down his sleeves and watched Jian Wushuang vigilantly, "Lao Zhenwuyang asked you to persuade?"

"Wrong, this kid must not deal with Zhenwu Yang." The tall and thin old man reminded timely.

"Then what are you doing here?" Elder Weiyi looked at Jian Wushuang again.

"It's about myself, and I have to come to clear these ten thousand eyes," Jian Wushuang said, "I don't want to create a killing industry for no reason, so I want to invite the two to leave here, and don't step here."

As Jian Wushuang's voice fell, an angry voice rang out from the sky, "Speaking loudly, ignorant child!"

This time did not wait for Jian Wushuang to react, the tall and thin old man and the old man of Weiyi shot at the same time, and the two forces rushed directly to the cloud, so that the voice disappeared directly.

"What is your relationship with Zhenwuyang?" Weiyi old man asked.

Jian Wushuang directly said, "I don't know any true Wuyang. The reason why I came to clean up is just to be helpless."

"What if we don't leave?"

"Then I can only clear this place." Jian Wushuang said slowly.

The elder Weiyi smiled angrily, his strength condensed into substance, and turned into hundreds of pointed cones pointing at him.

"It's up to you, don't you plan to pray for some survival?"

"There is something to discuss, too brutal to use brute force!" Said the tall, thin old man.

Then he looked at Jian Wushuang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was some embarrassment in his eyes, "It's not that we don't want to leave, but this is beyond the realm of sight, and it is all in the realm of Zhenwu Yang Lao'er. I found out that the three of us had to dissipate the true soul. "

"Therefore, we can't get out of this million eyes, and we can't go back."

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, and they would n’t leave if they did n’t leave, and it would n’t be possible to let the little emperor let him go.

Just between these hesitations, the sound of breaking air sounded behind him, and some breathless spring and autumn flew by.

"Brother Jian, you are here, let me find it."

The tall and thin old man's nose flicked slightly, looking at Chun Qiu with some doubts, "Area of ​​treasure?"

Spring and Autumn are unknown, but they are alert.

"How can this boy smell like a bowl of Yang." The tall, thin old man whispered.

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