Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang heard the words, grasping the son's neck with one hand, and the other hand stepped directly into his arms.

Under the combined offensive of the five mysterious figures, Chen Qing has been unable to persevere for a long time, and has already begun to catch up.

In less than ten breaths, he had to find the sky-shaped bone armor and escaped from here.

But at the next moment, the completely unmovable son suddenly flashed a bit of tyranny, and the palm behind his back brought out a glimmer of light, and stabbed directly at Jianwushuang.

A strong crisis rushed into his heart. He almost stabbed his head an inch at the same time as the light stabbed.

However, it was still too late. The palm glowing in the light left a narrow wound directly in Jian Wushuang's neck, and the blood of the gods spewed out.

He was in pain, the palm of his hand was unconscious, and the young man Mo took the opportunity to push it back with another palm, and then quickly escaped!

"Death!" Jian Wushuang was furious, and his neck was recovered at a very fast speed. He smashed his palm forward and almost blocked all the retreat of Gongzi Mo.

However, this established situation has changed again. The son Mo is desperate, pouring all his energy into the left arm, and at the cost of breaking the whole arm, tearing the majestic momentum of Jian Wushuang.

Then, Master Mo turned around and looked at him bitterly, his body flickering out of the palace and disappeared.

Seeing this situation, how could Jian Wushuang let him go, and even if Chen Qing was struggling to resist, Chun Qiu and the two heard it and chased them out.

"Lao Tzu, I won't play with you anymore!" Chen Qing's forehead and blue muscles are very fragile, and the figure that was almost hung up and barely separated. The five figures are very clear in goal, and there is no plan to fight with him again. Then he swept directly outside the hall.

The whole temple was irreparably collapsed.

In the sudden battle, a group of top practitioners and Yan Xian who had originally been to the Banquet Heaven Temple had already suffered more than half of their deaths and injuries, and the rest survived. They had already escaped from the Temple of Heaven.

At this point, only three Dayan immortals were left in the whole crumbling temple!

Under the two towns and one, the black robe is embarrassed.

The two Dayan Immortals shot him down, making it difficult for him to get out of it, and even the Immortal Body vaguely reached the edge of collapse.

Although he slept in the Temple of Heaven for a long time, the black robe is very clear. Except for the ninety-nine people under the seat of the emperor of the true Wuyang, the rest of the Dayan Immortal in the vast vast territory is absolutely not more than one hand.

The so-called Dayan Immortal is a mysterious existence that completely transcends the Immortal Immortality. Only when you reach the realm of Dayan Immortal can you have such a chance to touch the emperor's luck.

This shows that the scarcity and terrible degree of Dayan Immortal.

But right now, there are two Dayan immortals to intercept the master ink, what a big deal.

Looking at the vast vast territory, who can have such a means of heaven?

He couldn't imagine it, and even thought it was the will of Zhen Wuyang.

"Who are you seated in, but did you know that the killing of the son Mo was the enemy of the true Wuyang emperor and the entire big domain?!"

The black robe was still holding the last fluke under hard resistance, trying to let them know the serious consequences.

However, the two Dayan immortals who met with him, ignored it, and did not care about the so-called Zhenwuyang emperor in his mouth, and the entire Dasi.

The terrible force has already crushed and shattered the heaven above this little fairy, and countless ruins fell to Xianzhou.

A school of destruction.

And the son of Ben, who escaped from the Temple of Heaven, was like a dog at the moment, dragging a broken arm and fleeing desperately.

Over the entire Xiaoxianzhou, the red prairie field, and the extremely dark clouds under the hands of Dayanxian vaguely showed signs of collapse.

Jian Wushuang followed, and the narrow and long wound between his necks had healed completely, leaving no scars.

What is happening now is far beyond his expectations. He didn't expect that there would be other people coming to intercept his son.

And looking at this posture, it seems that it came from a complete extermination.

Jian Wushuang does not care about his life and death, but the impact or consequences after this incident will be huge.

As the fifth son of Zhenwuyang's emperor, if he falls, I am afraid that all the top repairs and Yanxian in this war will be thoroughly investigated.

The three of them are also very likely to be involved.

Therefore, Master Mo cannot die, even if it is dead, they cannot die in their hands.

Find the sky-shaped bone armor, and then escape silently, which is the best solution for the moment.

After Chen Qing and Chun Qiu were in charge, the mastermind who led the incident was isolated, and five of the seven swordsmen were isolated.

Right now, only Jian Wushuang is chasing Gongzi Mo in the clouds.

The vast clouds and the real life-and-death terror made him burst out of his final potential. Even Jian Wushuang, who pursued with all his strength, was faintly struggling and was pulled away for a short distance.

The son broke through the clouds and fled towards the center of the entire Xiaoxianzhou.

There is a celestial hibiscus tree based on Xianzhou.

The canopy of the canopy is composed of huge dark green branches, without a leaf.

And above the crown of the sky hibiscus, a huge golden cage was hung.

The golden cage is entrenched in a big day that cannot be looked directly at!

At this moment, the young man Mo Nacang's body had already run to the hibiscus tree.

"Yi Qing rescue me!"

A loud and frightened voice resounded from the mouth of Master Zi Mo, who was already the end of a strong crossbow and placed all hope in his voice.

And in the golden cage of the hibiscus tree, the dazzling round of the sun moved.

The head of the bird with the golden light wheel slowly lifted up.

This is a Jinwu with four purposes!

As its bird's head lifted, the polar night was dispelled, and the two pairs of red eyes were like four big suns, and Yaoyao could not look directly.

"Well--"

The cry that is about to tear the territory is going to be heard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The whole night in the northern Celestial State was dispelled, and the light came.

The golden cage was opened, and it spread its wings and flew out. With its wings and feathers unfolding, the glorious momentum shone to the fairyland.

A total of nine red purple long Ling, with the Jinwu wings spread out to form a giant sun, from its tail down, with a magnificent momentum.

At this moment, even Jian Wushuang lifted his hands subconsciously to cover his eyes, and could not take a step forward.

It's too hot.

A burning sensation from the depths of the god's soul made even Yanxian retreat.

The transversal trend emanating from the Jiuling Zhenwu can no longer be measured by Yanxian.

With such a breath, Jian Wushuang vaguely felt that it was about to reach a certain mysterious realm and reached another level.

In his current cognition, this kind of breath has been infinitely close to the top existence in the heavenly court.