Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4913: Four hundred cents with a sword

It was a sword that was incomprehensible at all, and it was an unstoppable sword.

It is a sword that can destroy the heavens, and that no immortal can contend.

The power that the sword exudes even gave all the Yanxians who participated in that battle an illusion.

Even the emperor, under that sword, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat.

That sword was so shocking and horrible that it made Jiutianxianjun often despair to die.

He even became the deepest nightmare in every Yanxian's heart who escaped the battlefield last.

The sword that has surpassed the cognition of every fairy, even the great fairy, will come again!

Wushuang Kendo.

Xinghehuhaijianyi, third style.

Lake.

This is the most powerful sword, and its birth far exceeded Jian Wushuang's expectations.

There is not even any framework that can completely restrain it, including the entire Wushuang Kendo because of this sword intent, and has reached a certain insurmountable height.

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A heavenly gate that makes the emptiness of hundreds of thousands of miles completely clear is slowly condensed.

This can no longer be described by the magnificent fairy trails, even the radiant power exuded by the Dayan Immortal, under this heavenly gate, is like a fireflies and a bright moon competing for glory.

This magnificent Tianmen is made of infinite and endless sword intent, pure and incomparable.

The next moment, as if the heavenly gate that had been sealed in dust for countless years slowly opened, a quiet lake that seemed to have sealed the years flowed out of it.

Jian Wushuang held an invisible sword, his clothes fluttered and he stepped into the gate of the day!

The lake flows in the void, like a clear spring, where the sun, moon and stars are all born.

All the immortals who saw this scene were horrified, even if they were crazy and desperate, they felt the terrifying aura.

Even the Old Maid Dayan Immortal at the outermost periphery suddenly opened his eyes wide at this moment, and only panic and disbelief remained in his muddy eyes.

Even he has no idea what language to use to describe this sword.

The magnificence in Tianmen is extremely radiant, like a true shadow coming out of it when the same big sun blooms.

That is the true shadow cast by the pure sword intent, and his sword intent is even too magnificent, eclipsing everything.

He led the sword with his hand, and came from the Heavenly Gate!

Even the Way of Heaven is creeping underfoot!

This sword even exceeded the cognition of Old Maid Dayan.

Is this a sword that was supposed to be a form of meaning, will it be embodied? !

At this moment when the light was at its peak, the old Dayan finally thought of a sentence.

This sword is like an emperor angry!

The huge sword that was so huge that it seemed to be piled up with the Milky Way, slashed out the void and the heavens.

All tangible and qualitative objects are completely turned into powder at this moment.

The void entered the deepest level of collapse, and even the uncontrollable void wind was torn apart.

With the giant sword as the center, the void was shattered to form a violent vortex, madly swallowing everything, even Yanli could not escape.

Under this sword, even the rest of the heavens hundreds of millions of miles away were affected, and they all began to shatter and shatter.

The more than four hundred Yanxians who walked out of the fairy formation were all destroyed by this sword at this moment, and none of the Yanxian could escape.

One sword lost four hundred cents!

The old Dayan Immortal was already so frightened, he even fled with all his strength when the four hundred Yanxian was destroyed.

But can you escape?

The battlefield of the void is out of control, and all the heavens beyond the six-day realm have been destroyed and become fans.

Originally, the six-day realm also avoided falling under this sword, but Di Shi woke up soberly and used his already damaged life to forcibly shut out Jian Wushuang's sword.

As the Nine-turn Great Yan Immortal, Di Qing, who came out of the era when Zhen Wuyang became the emperor, faced Jian Wushuang, facing his sword, and there was a throbbing from the bottom of his heart.

This sword even threatened him.

Di Qingqiang resisted the dizziness in his head, looking at the true shadow that made the heavens crawl under his feet, his eyes became clearer and brighter.

This sword lasted quite a long time.

When the incomparable sword intent turned into a lake and returned to the gate of heaven, the true shadow of selflessness standing between the sky and the earth slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around, everything is turned into dust, even the way of heaven is no exception.

Even the void has turned into the most primitive state of chaos, full of indescribable silence.

At this moment, in the entire void battlefield, there are only more than a dozen immortals in front of the six-day realm portal, and thousands of top repairers.

Without exception, all of them are blind, staring at the front in a daze, as if they haven't recovered from the scene just now.

More than 400 immortal soldiers have been completely shattered into powder, not even a bit of immortal source, or even immortal bones, as if they had never appeared before.

On the opposite of Jian Wushuang, only a lonely figure remained.

At this moment, only panic was left in his muddy eyes, as if it were the panic of the rest of his life.

"All, are all dead?"

The old Maid Dayan murmured, and a ray of blood poured out from the corner of his mouth.

He fleeed desperately, but in the end he was a step late and suffered the most serious damage.

He doesn't know how many Huanian hasn't tasted the heavy damage, but now he has tasted it truly.

He even believed that if he hadn't escaped in time, the immortal body would have been shattered and the source of immortality would have died.

The power of a sword frightened him.

At the same time, the old man Dayan was puzzled.

This is like a sword of an emperor's anger, how could it be released by a small Xiaoyanxian?

Slowly moving forward, Jian Wushuang, standing holding his hand, finally came to him.

The old Dayan Immortal raised his head, looking at him with a doubtful gaze, and finally said, "I heard earlier that in six days, the immortal Yanxian killed the Nine Heavens Immortal Monarch Chang Duoling with his own power, that Yanxian, was it you?"

"It's me."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and didn't intend to hide it, because the matter was over, he would never let him leave alive.

"The sword that you used to kill Chang Duoling back then, is it the current sword intent?"

"That's right."

After getting this answer, Old Maid Dayan turned his expression a few times, and finally said lonely, "I thought that the rumor was nonsense, but now it seems that Chang Duoling was indeed killed by you."

"Able to die under that sword, he died unjustly."

"The last question, did you create this sword, or did you accept the inheritance of a certain emperor?" He asked, only solemnity in his eyes.

Jian Wushuang looked at him and said calmly, "I created it and did not accept any inheritance."

The old Dayan Fairy trembled, and his muddy pupils became a little brighter at this moment.