Legend of Swordsman

Another finger out, a Yan Xian in the same way, will be destroyed by the **** body fairy source.

Of the twelve Yanxian, only ten are left at the moment, and there are more than eight hundred ancestors at the same time.

Looking at him so easily, he killed a Yan Xian, Rao Shijian Wushuang secretly shocked, to know that even he himself can never be so freehand.

Standing in his own field, the little emperor is like an undoubted master, taking away dozens of black robe ancestors with each wave.

The thin purple robe, Chen Qing and others also reacted and started to fight back.

After Jian Wushuang looked back, he continued to break open.

The stolen cold, more than ten Yan Xian only eight left now!

Eventually, a black robe Yanxian reacted, and took a difficult thing out of his arms, and then nailed hard to the ground.

It was a slap-sized flag. With the fall of this first flag, all black robe top repairers took the same flag from their arms and threw it out.

There are nearly a hundred flags with strange energy, and when they fall into the air, they directly link with each other to form a large formation and directly suppress them.

The skinny purple robe changed dramatically, and he wanted to reach out and grab the flag, but he was a little late.

The flag was like a burst of sight, and once the imposing blockade landed on the ground, it instantly broke the domain of the little emperor, like a big clock, and hugged it firmly in it.

It seemed that he had suffered a bite, and the little emperor suddenly burst out a ray of Yin red blood, and a terrifying dynamism languished at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Chen Qing looked terrified, and the long sword lingering in his hand was stab at the magic circle.

However, the invincible sword edge lost its previous role this time, even the magic circle had not been shaken at all.

"Master!" The thin purple robe rushed forward, and because of the rush of fire, even if he vomited a sigh of blood.

The black robe Yanxian who gradually wrapped several people in it, after seeing this scene at the moment, instead stopped and looked at them playfully.

This formation specially designed for the little emperor, once trapped, even without the need for others to work, the **** body fairy source will be automatically destroyed and dissolved, there is no possibility of survival.

He and Chen Qing alone could not break through the large array like a deep prison, and the thin purple robe had red eyes. It was completely crazy to desperately urge the force to destroy this array.

The little emperor seems to have expected his own ending, but instead sits calmly and wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looks at the thin purple robe and smiles, "Large companion, leave it as far as possible. If Jian Wushuang is willing to take you, then follow him. "

The thin purple robe shook his head. He seemed to realize something, and suddenly turned back to look at Jian Wushuang, who was not far away. Then he knelt down on one knee, "Please save the little emperor."

All Yan Xian's face changed slightly after hearing the words, and after glancing at Jian Wushuang, in order to prevent the late changes, they started again!

The figure flew into formation, and nearly ten terrors were intertwined, striving to take away the life of the little emperor.

With a deep sigh in his heart, Jian Wushuang finally took a step forward, and his unparalleled strength surging out swayed away the whole body in an instant.

A kind of black robe ancestor who wanted to stop, was surprised to find that they couldn't make it!

Chunqiu followed behind him, using his eight arms to furiously block some attacks.

A magnificent river constructed entirely of swords is like a Tianhe rewinding, sweeping forward with the finger of Jian Wushuang!

The real Chen Qing's eyes that he saw opened to the maximum. He also entered the Tao with a sword. How can he not understand the horror of this sword-like sword like a huge ocean!

Even if he practiced kendo to the point where even Yanxian could not meet, but after seeing this magnificent sword, he knew directly and clearly that he could not stop it.

Where is this mysterious young man like a Ranger? !

Everything seemed to be condensed, and the eight Yanxian were even in midair, except for the sword sword running forward.

The forbidden circle composed of hundreds of flags, under the impact of this magnificent long river of swords, only existed for a moment, and then instantly shattered.

The eight-in-one terror force, which should have bombarded the little emperor, were all destroyed in the long river.

There are those who are closer, and the gods are cut off by the endless kendo on the spot!

"Who took another step, die." Jian Wushuang said indifferently, but his eyes never looked at the Yanxian from beginning to end, as if they were like air.

The magic circle was broken, and the little emperor who sat on the ground looked at Jian Wushuang, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

The thin purple robe and Chen Qing and others were on his side.

Jian Wushuang looked at him indifferently, then turned his head slightly, "Go."

The eight Yanxian encircled and stepped forward in time. One of the oldest black robe Yanxian stepped forward and gritted his teeth.

Jian Wushuang glanced at him, and said softly, "There is one who counts, and those who leave here, I can leave you a way of life. If you insist on blocking, you will all stay here."

As soon as this word came out, all the black robe repairs were stunned, and then all looked strangely at Jianwushuang.

This young man dressed as a ranger, who can't see any identity or state, although it is extremely terrifying about Yanli's control, it is not incapable of dealing with it. Cowardly, instead of ranting?

Is this really his skill or hole card, or is he outrageous?

A group of Yanxian reacted first, and laughed for the first-year elder, "It is not us that is left, but you are right!"

At the end of the speech, a magnificent beam of diffusive light poured out and ran straight to the sword without a double-sided door.

He didn't even look at him with his right eye, Jian Wushuang slammed his body to the side, and a force with awe-inspiring killing force bombarded the past.

The grinning smile holding the winning ticket even hung on the face. At the next moment, the older Yanxian flew directly out. It is enough for the elder who is in the realm of Yanxian Realm to drink a pot.

The sword Wushuang that has been completely released, without the baggage in his heart, just like entering the unmanned land, walks indifferently in the surrounding circle.

If he is really unable to cope with it, the big picture directly summons the true shadow of the Three Emperors, and it will be completely cleared here.

If the little emperor is investigated later, it may not be investigated further.

"Don't grind, you leave first, I'll take care of it." Jian Wushuang said softly.

The thin purple robe solemnly thanked, and then opened the way with Chen Qing and others!

Little Emperor glanced back at Jian Wushuang, pretending to be relaxed, "Thank you, I owe you once."

"Keep your life before you talk." He still had no extra expression.

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