Legend of Swordsman

Under the Zhenwuyang seat, there are ninety-nine Dayan immortals who are beyond the realm of immortality.

This is what Jian Wushuang knows after attending the feast of heaven.

He knows very little about the realm of Dayan Immortal. He only knows that it is almost impossible for ordinary Yanxian to achieve Dayan Immortal.

Even if it is like Chen Qing, I don't know how long it has been trapped in that step.

In the early days of Jian Wushuang's transportation of the Montenegrin crystals during the Great Sail, the wild fox Zen and the whirling ancestor I met were probably the closest to Dayanxian. Finally, when they were about to be promoted, Jian Wushuang carried the power of the emperor Broken his fairy source.

Right now, the Jiuling Zhenwu with the general trend has the trend of the great Yanxian

In this situation, Jian Wushuang's mouth could not help but show a bit of bitterness.

The level of Dayan Immortal is not something he can contend with, it is just a breath of escape that poses a big threat.

However, despite the matter, Jian Wushuang didn't want to return it. He didn't want everything he had done before to be wasted.

Just wait for the wrong situation and then withdraw.

Seeing Jin Wu's stretched figure, Master Mo seemed to have caught the last life-saving straw and ran straight to it.

But at the next moment, the change is steep

The majestic momentum of tearing the heavenly dome in total is like two scares, smashing towards the son's ink, apparently running away

But the predictable situation did not appear.

Those two general trends did not fall on the body of Master Zi Mo, and as soon as they flew, they were shattered by the Jin Wu's wings.

The aftermath scatters the Quartet. Although he escaped the deadly robbery, he is so weak that he can't even bear the aftermath, and he vomits a lot of blood.

At the same time, two figures appeared quietly.

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank slightly, and the two figures were the two great Yanxian who had just shot in the Temple of Heaven

He backed away slowly, ready to escape at any time.

The battle at the level of Dayan Immortal, the control of Yan Force, is not at the same level as Yan Xian.

The gap between the two is even greater than the gap between mortal and Yanxian.

So what Jian Wushuang thinks at the moment is not how to spend time among the Dayan immortals, but thinking about retreating.

Jin Wu's bird head with red golden light wheel glanced at the two Dayan Immortals before looking at the undecided son Mo under him.

"It's clear, quickly, kill them all, leave no one." Young Master Mo breathed heavily, and the big hole pierced by the real sword on his face had been restored, and it was weirdly pale.

At the same time, Jinwu's four eyes flashed a bit of disgust at the same time, and then he said to him in the back, "I said, you dare to call me my name again, I will burn you into scum."

Gongzi Mo shrieked, seemed not to doubt the authenticity of his words at all, "Ming, understand, Zun Zun, do me a favor and wipe out all those who are going to kill me."

Jin Wu, who is well-known for the facts, glanced at the two Dayan Immortals again, and then looked at him with a smile, "You have attracted such a powerful interception, the son of ink, your skills have grown a lot."

Gongzi Mowen's face changed slightly, "In short, you can solve the problem as soon as possible, I want them to live alone"

A flash of laughter flashed in Di Qing's eyes, and the giant wing suddenly shook.

"Whether they can live or not depends on my mood, not on your decision."

The giant wing covering the sky spreads out for thousands of miles, and the chirping sound emptied.

Jian Wushuang only felt that the eardrum was about to be torn.

He didn't hesitate anymore and was about to escape directly. The momentum displayed by Jin Wu was beyond his imagination, not to mention the two Dayan immortals.

Just as Jian Wushuang was preparing to leave the back foot, a long sword with a sense of sensation reached his back.

"Don't leave if you don't want to die." A cold voice followed.

Jian Wushuang looked back and saw that it was the young guard who had previously competed with him in the Temple of Heaven.

At the same time, Chen Qing and Chunqiu were brought over by four figures.

"Brother Sword, be ashamed." Chen Qing sighed with some bruises on his face, apparently suffered a lot before.

Jian Wushuang looked at the young guard behind him and said in a deep voice, "This is a matter between you. We will leave now and do not participate in the fight."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think you can still withdraw from the whole body now?" the young guard said coldly.

Seeing leaving hopeless, Jian Wushuang prepared to take a break, the most intense battle broke out in the clouds.

A total of two glorious generals evacuated the clouds and collided with Nadi Qingsheng to burst into the most violent martyrdom.

Even the hibiscus tree was shaken, and the whole body of the young son Mo lay dormant in the crown of the hibiscus tree, which was already a frightened bird.

And in the first time when this battle broke out, Yiqing got rid of the gold and black form and turned into a **** figure.

As the unreal wings with gold streaks fluttered, the two Dayan immortals could not get a step forward.

Di Qing Na Yingwu looked at the two men with a bit of unruly evil spirit in his eyes.

"Now I wait for the original path to retreat, I will not pursue it. If I wait still, I will let you die."

Hearing this, the two tall, thin and big Yanxian who carried the black light wheel didn't have any expressions, and they seemed completely disappointed.

Their goals are extremely clear, and it is absolutely impossible to return to them just because of the two sentences of the meaning.

Immediately afterwards, the two Dayan Immortals worked together again, twisting the clouds and the coming side covered the palm of the sky, smashing towards the Qing.

Qingqing Yiran was not afraid, and raised her palms with a grin in his eyes to deal with it.

At the next moment, Di Qing's seemingly flirtatious palm was actually resisting the advent of the heavenly palm.

A red awn surrounded the palm of the hand, and covered the entire palm of the sky with the singularity in a flash.

It was only a brief moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~, which was completely burned by Chimang by the joint efforts of two great Yanxian, and he didn't even stay for half a breath.

"town"

The two rumblings were resounding, and the supreme power quietly condensed into a dark giant tripod, once again smashing towards the Qing.

The phantom red gold wings fluttered behind him, and I saw that every ray of red awns turned into a light golden black.

A total of tens of thousands of Jinwu formed a large group, and bravely attacked

"Boom"

The impact of the two is constantly being consumed, and the turbid black force and the red gold force are raging in the clouds, and finally the clouds can't bear and start to break.

As the smashed inky giant tripod continued to dim, it was even more meaningful to laugh in the clear eyes standing in the void.

At the same time, there are nine red purplish long Ling, growing from between his hair tips.

He grabbed one of the long lings with his hand and pointed the lingering point at one of the great Yanxian, and said lightly, "Since you insist on not leaving, stay here all. I will let you know, even if It is Dayan Immortal. It is difficult for me to have a battle in front of me."