Legend of Swordsman

These old customers who hide the breath of Kendo give Jian Wushuang a very strange feeling.

But he didn't think much about it. After all, it is possible to live in this magnificent North Celestial State even if there is a sword fairy.

After a brief discussion, the three of them went back to the room to rest.

At Chen Qing's strong request, the three men were squeezed into a box.

Jian Wushuang, who turned over and sat on the window sill, shook his head helplessly.

He gradually found that when he was with Chen Qing, he was more and more like the one who started in the end of the world and wandered through the world.

The bad habits of eating, drinking and sleeping should be quit in time.

After taking a swig of beauty, after the so-called "chew wine", Chen Qingcai lay on the bed and began to sleep.

Spring and Autumn just after the interception that had no backhand at all, he practiced even more desperately.

At the moment, except for the extremely powerful eight-armed wrath in his hands, he has no magical powers, even in the face of an ordinary Yanxian, he will fall into great passiveness.

Ascending to Yanxian Realm is an urgent matter. Otherwise, he will never be able to catch up with Jian Wushuang.

For Ordinary Dingxiu, the achievement of Yanxian Realm may be an illusory imagination, but spring and autumn are different. The blood of the former emperor flows on his body. Even if the emperor's luck brought to the extreme, it is enough to let him step into it. Yanxian Realm.

The whole Xianfu Pavilion was very quiet, and even with the Sky City, it seemed to have fallen into silence.

Among the immense clouds of Xianyun, the big day that brought Ruiguang to the entire Xianzhou gradually gathered Guanghua.

The night that belongs to the Northern Celestial State is approaching.

Sitting on the window sill, Jian Wushuang began to sit down.

Although he seemed to be sitting enlightened, his five senses of supernatural power were still observing around him keenly.

As the cloud curtain gradually thickened, just as Jian Wushuang was about to take back his mind and prepare to go deeper into sitting, a subtle voice made him open his eyes again.

He was familiar with the sound, the end of the sword.

Inexplicably, Jian Wushuang thought of the mysterious Seven Musketeers I saw earlier.

It seemed to confirm his conjecture, and then, several breezes suddenly rose.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked over his head, and saw a total of seven figures, directly flying into the sky, but disappeared into the cloud completely in an instant.

He seemed to have some feelings, and quickly awakened Chen Qing and Chunqiu, and then stepped longitudinally, his figure straight up to Jiu Xiao.

Rising the cloud top, accompanied by the sun and the stars, but alone lacked the breath of the seven figures just now.

"Brother Jian, did you find anything?" Chen Qing and Chunqiu followed him, standing on the top of the cloud.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but used his consciousness to deduce the shrinking mountains and rivers, and soon looked at the sky dome behind him.

"The seven previous figures were weird, let's keep up with the investigation." He said quickly, and then walked forward.

Sure enough, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, Jian Wushuang probed the breath of the seven swordsmen from the clouds.

With the breath, everything becomes simple.

The three of them swiftly traveled along the breath of the clouds.

Blocks of magnificent heavens were left behind, and these were just the tip of the holy North Celestial State.

As the way forward, the strength of Yan Yan became more and more pure, and Jian Wushuang began to wonder in his heart.

He had a hunch that the place where the seven swordsmen were going was faintly similar to them.

Water dial sees the moon, cloud dial sees the sun.

As the breath of the Seven Swordsmen suddenly disappeared through the layers of Yanli clouds, a magnificent and magnificent fairy state came into their eyes.

Xianzhou, which exhibits a diamond-shaped base, hangs high in the sky. From every corner, there is a jade belt waterfall, which falls on the sky.

And on the side of this Xianzhou, there is another huge green tree, and a golden cage is hung on the top of this giant tree.

In the golden cage, a round of red birds carrying a halo, the entire Xianzhou is very bright.

Such a magnificent and magnificent scene, although it is not comparable to the heavenly court where Zhenwuyang is located, it is no exaggeration to be called a small heavenly court.

"Here, wouldn't it be the residence of Gongzi Mo." Hidden in the clouds, Chen Qing looked at Xianzhou and murmured.

Jian Wushuang nodded. "Except for Master Zi Mo, no one would have such energy and could live in such a fairy state."

Chen Qing frowned slightly, "If this is really the residence of Master Zi Mo, I'm afraid he has already made a plot."

From the current point of view, this magnificent and magnificent Xianzhou, whether it is from the layout or the pattern of imprisonment of Jinwu, has a hidden meaning to the standard of heaven. I am afraid that any sighted person can guess it. The ambition behind this Xianzhou master.

"It seems that I'm going to clear the air for the little emperor." Chen Qing involuntarily tightened the real sword around his waist, and there was already a murderous intention in his eyes.

"I advise you not to take this idea, even if the son Mo is **** again, you can't intervene, don't forget that his old son is Zhen Wuyang," Jian Wushuang said quietly, and added a sentence at the end, "Unless absolutely necessary."

Chen Qing grinned, "Get orders."

"Mix into it first, then make a plan." Jian Wushuang said, and the back figure was the previous one, and went to the small heavenly court.

Immortal rhythm, this Xianzhou portal is worth a lot of Yanxian.

However, these Yanxian guards are all sleepy now.

Three ghost-like figures flew into Xianzhou in an instant, only driving the breeze.

"This dress is so tight. I'm afraid I'll be cracked during the follow-up."

On the bluestone paved avenue, three guards in uniform dress walked side by side.

The headed sword Wushuang changed its appearance again, from the original downcast middle-aged man to a young heroic guard.

Both Chen Qing and Chunqiu changed into the faces of the guards who had been previously stunned.

Chen Qing, who was standing tall, grumbled while carefully guarding the tight guard clothing.

Being in this quiet fairyland ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jian Wushuang felt very carefully, the sudden situation that might happen around him.

Just then, a sudden cold drink sounded from behind, "Stop."

The three of them froze in place, and Chen Qing had already put his palm on the hilt of his waist, and just waited until the situation was wrong, and then beheaded and beheaded.

Jian Wushuang turned around slowly, staring at the guards without fear.

"You are on duty, why do you want to go to the Temple of Five Sons now?" One of the middle-aged patrolmen asked.

"Time on duty has passed, and now we are going to the Temple of Wu Gongzi to be on duty." Jian Wushuang replied.

Later, the middle-aged patrolman asked a few more questions, and he just answered the questions before leaving several people to leave.

"Brother Jian, it's really tall, how do you know these problems?"

"I'm blind. Fortunately, I didn't reveal the stuffing, so go ahead."

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