Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang is full of black lines, looking at the magnificent posture of the heavenly court, I am afraid that he really must have the intention to straighten the real Wuyang Lao nest, I am afraid that he is also weak.

"Don't think about it, you misunderstood." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, and then said the whole thing in and out, and said it roughly.

In the end, there was silence in the bowl of Yang bottle, and then there was a burst of uncontrollable excitement.

"Great, Xiaoyou, you continue to maintain relationship with that little emperor Laozi, and gain trust. When the three emperors recover, we will come and destroy the den of the real Wuyang Laoer directly."

"No, not very good." Jian Wushuang's mouth twitched.

"You don't have too much psychological pressure, Xiaoyou, just act as usual, brush some sense of existence, and leave the rest to us!"

"..."

"It really saves the time and effort of Tianda, this old Wuyang man can't think of it anyway, we are by his side!"

"Hush, mute, we must not expose our breath next, everything will be decided by our friends."

"Little friend, you take care of yourself next, less than a last resort, of course, do not call us out as a last resort, we are good at recuperating."

Jian Wushuang still wanted to talk, and the stopper of the bottle Yang bottle was closed directly, giving no chance at all.

He smiled bitterly.

At this moment, Chen Qing's voice rang from outside Yulong, "Brother Sword, we should get off."

Jian Wushuang responded, and then took out Qiu with Chunqiu.

Stepping on this vast cloud, Chen Qing took the lead and smirked, "Brother Sword, how do you feel?"

Looking around, Jian Wushuang nodded, "It's pretty good."

Along with their conversation, a statue of Zun riding a fairy crane, or a sword, or riding a chariot, gathered in front of this heavenly gate.

From a broad perspective, all of them are without exception.

In the vast clouds of You Yun, countless colorful lotus peaks and rainbows intersect each other, and the nine vast expanse to the center of the boundless heaven span a supreme avenue paved by You Yun.

Almost a hundred figures have gathered outside the Tianmen.

Under the guidance of the thin purple robe, the little emperor wearing a blood-stained dynasty dress slowly paced down the imperial court.

More than a hundred Yan Xian who were also waiting here, after seeing this somewhat embarrassed little emperor, looked at each other one by one, and then they all reluctantly bowed their hands, "See the little emperor.

Without looking at the perfunctory Yanxian, Xiaodijun's footsteps moved towards Jian Wushuang slightly.

"Brother Jian, follow me along."

Jian Wushuang nodded and looked around again, then stood behind the little emperor.

There were only six Yanxian left, and one ancestor followed him, even the ceremonies were gone.

Looking at Xiao Emperor's slightly embarrassed figure, the hundreds of Yanxian are all meaningful and different.

The gatekeepers were guarded by dozens of Yan Xian dressed in silver helmets.

When the first two Yanxian's axe and fork crossed, they stepped forward and arched the hand, "I have seen the little emperor, the emperor has a command, the time has not arrived, it must not ..."

The speech was not finished yet. The brave little emperor suddenly raised his leg without warning, and directly flew the two Yanxian kicks out.

"Get away from me!" Xiaodijun said sullenly, and then strode into the Heavenly Gate, no one dared to stop him.

The two Yan Xian who had been kicked were gray-faced, standing awkwardly.

Jian Wushuang waved the axe and the scattered axe to the two, and then paced to follow the little emperor and stepped on the Supreme Avenue together.

And the figure waiting outside the Tianmen began to whisper.

One of the elders with crane hair and eyebrows, holding a whisk, snorted, "increasingly flying, in my opinion, after this banquet, the position of the little emperor should be the prince!"

"Fujiu is not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue. If you say this to the ears of the little emperor, it is estimated that the heaven will not be able to be beaten with two swords."

One of the middle-aged men with extraordinary charm seemed not to deal with this elder with a long hair, and responded with a sneer.

The elder named Fu Jie's face changed slightly, it seemed that he thought back to something, stopped talking, and closed his eyes to meditate.

At this moment, another yushi gathered in front of this heavenly gate.

On top of these imperial dragons, they are marked with different fonts.

Before the first ten imperial guards, the "correct" flag was hunting in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in a plain white kimono, stepped out of the imperial court.

A group of Yanxian who stood on their own saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward and arched their hands, "I have seen Er Gongzi."

The young man dressed in a sou dynasty dress, a rich and handsome young man, saw the imperial guard with the flag of "Yan" parked aside, his brows flickering slightly, and then he looked at the Yanxian who came to greet and smiled slightly, The Xian family, with the correction of the son, went to heaven. "

"Promise." A group of Yanxian promised, with a smile on his face.

As the sons stepped into the heavens, dozens of imperial dragons came together again.

In front of these imperial dragons, all have their own words.

"Yu, Qian, Mo, Hua, Lin." Not all.

Wearing a kimono and slowly getting off the car, their faces are different, and after a smile, they step into the heaven with their respective companions.

Walking in this supreme avenue, Jian Wushuang felt that the diffractive force in his body was renewed and transformed at a speed that he could feel.

At the same time, the voice of the supreme prestige, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, resounded throughout this heaven.

"The Heavenly Court opens, all fairy families, please sit down one after another."

Jian Wushuang looked up to see the front of the sample. At the front of the Supreme Avenue was the magnificent heaven.

Since the Emperor Xiao woke up, his complexion was somber, and his anger was more condensed as if it were substance. It seems that this time he went not to a banquet, but to fight.

On the way here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After the interception, the clothes of Jian Wushuang and others were somewhat damaged and blood stained, and they looked full of anger.

Walking forward without knowing the geometry of time, when the heavenly courtyard where the thousands of waterfalls fell appeared in front of everyone, a Hongqiao from the heavenly courtyard connected to the heaven, magnificent and magnificent.

There are more than a hundred people who lead the boys to come to Hongqiao with red lips and white teeth. No one would think that these boys are extremely powerful.

"Ami has seen Xiaodijun." At first, a little girl flew straight into Xiaodijun's arms and grinned.

At this point, the hostility of the little emperor's body had converged.

"Little Ami, have you been lazy in spiritual practice in these years when I was away?" His face was rare and he eased a lot, holding the little girl and walking slowly.

The little girl tilted her head and said a little embarrassedly, "Ami, it's a bit lazy. After all, the practice is very boring, you see I have lost a lot of hair for this."

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