Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4938: Bian Ziyuan
Thirty-six thousand swords were intended at this moment, blasting out with his palm.
Because the distance is too close, Heipao Dayan can't avoid it at all, and he accepts all the sword intent.
"Zheng!"
The crisp and incomparable sword intent slashed him out, and the black robe Dayan Immortal was like a kite with a broken line, and fell into the void.
And Jian Wushuang couldn't hold on anymore, his figure was like a shock, falling into the void.
The old man, who barely stood upright on the ground, looked up and saw this scene, and his whole body was shocked.
Then he jumped straight forward and caught Jian Wushuang who had fallen.
Looking at him, who was covered with blood and was seriously injured and dying, the old man gritted his teeth and placed him directly behind his back.
"Don't go, put him down!"
A sound of anger resounded, and the only three remaining black-robed Dayan Immortals chased him.
The old man stopped staying, and ran wildly with Jian Wushuang on his back.
As Dayan Immortal, his speed is extremely fast. Obviously he has never escaped before.
But the broken land still restricted his actions, and the old man seemed extremely afraid of the black water, and kept flying to avoid him.
"Lao Yanghu, you are looking for death!"
Heipao Dayanxian was furious to the extreme, and reached out his hand to lower the unmatched divine punishment.
Unexpectedly, the old man was directly blown out, and his whole figure also fell into the black water.
Jian Wushuang cried out in pain, then passed out directly.
The old man also desperately wanted to get out of the black water, but under the black water, a palm of both hands quietly clamped his legs, and then pulled it directly into the water.
"Help, uh..."
After a few bubbles on the black water, eventually everything was gone.
Three black-robed dayan immortals chased them, and when they saw that there was no whereabouts, they couldn't help being furious.
The black-robed fairy, who was almost cut into a blood gourd-like by 36,000 sword intents, was furious to the extreme, "Look, dig out the ground for me and dig it out for me!"
……
"Well, grumble..."
Once you fall into this black water, all your powers seem to have disappeared. The old man carrying Jian Wushuang under the black water thumps, but he can't rise at all.
Jian Wushuang, who passed out, is also extremely uncomfortable, frowning, and it seems that he may fall at any time.
If you look closely, you can find that in this extremely dark water, what clamps the old man's legs is a slender figure.
The figure seems to be not afraid of the black water at all, swimming like a water ghost.
His slender arms dragged the old man's legs and swam deep into the sea.
The depths of the sea of boundlessness are like a piece of boundless black crystal, exuding an unspeakable magnificence and mystery.
Just as the old man felt that his body was about to disappear, his figure was clamped, and he slammed him.
After a while, the old man was thrown onto a land.
"Uh..."
He was smashed into pieces, and at the same time an extremely pure force entered his meridians, constantly moisturizing.
The fragile mind was repaired, and the old man propped up and sat up dangling.
"Here, where is it..."
Everything in front of me is like some kind of magical cave, all kinds of spar condensed from the purest derivation crystals, exuding magnificent brilliance.
At this moment, the slender figure who had been standing outside the entrance of the cave walked towards the cave.
The old man immediately entered a state of alert.
"Don't worry, I don't want to do it to you. If I want to do it to you, you will disappear into the sea just now."
The figure's voice was lazy and low, as if it was just waking up from a sleep.
The cave is slightly bright, so the old man can barely see him.
The figure has long hands and long legs, and a well-proportioned figure. Although his face is not handsome, it is free and unrestrained. On his naked chest is engraved with some mysterious flowing clouds and water patterns, with the recklessness of ancient times. Desolate breath.
He came to the old man, then slowly squatted down.
After looking at Jian Wushuang, who was lying on his back, who didn't know his life or death, he looked at the old man again, a little playful, "Do you want to change your merits in front of him with your back?"
The old man was shocked without a trace, and then said a little embarrassed, "Don't fart to me, your eyes saw me doing this?"
He smiled when he heard the words. He didn't care about the abusive words in the old man's mouth. Instead, he stretched out his hand to Jian Wushuang and said leisurely, "I've seen the battle just now from beginning to end. He is terrible and very Very powerful, only three of those law enforcement officers were easily killed."
"But he has fainted now. If he is brought to that person at this time, I think the accumulated merits can make us all free."
"What do you mean?" The old man looked at him nervously and asked.
The young man with long hands and long legs said afterwards, "The meaning is very simple. It is to bring him to the person and accumulate merit. Can you do it?"
When the old man heard the words, he didn't rush to speak. Finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't make a decision, he didn't kill me."
Hearing this sentence, he raised his brows slightly, "That's a good answer. If you agreed with me just now, now you are a corpse."
The old man's figure was startled, and his face became cold, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, we're leaving here next." The long-legged youth shrugged and said, "When he gets better, let's leave."
……
Jian Wushuang felt his head tingle, as if it might burst at any time.
His thoughts, which had already reached perfection, were chaotic and turned upside down.
The Immortal Immortal Body has long been restored, and the damage caused by the Black Robe Dayan Immortal to Jian Wushuang is not fatal.
The real fatal thing is Jian Wushuang's own overdraft. The way of killing is too domineering, and it is extremely terrifying to consume his own power.
But Jian Wushuang has been devouring Emperor Pin Pills to ensure the supply of the way of killing, which also caused his meridians to be overdrawn and depleted.
Although he is constantly recovering, the overdraft feeling in his mind still makes Jian Wushuang in a state of extreme pain.
His temples were sweating like syrup, and even the power in the fairy's body was not controlled, and flowed wantonly.
This terrible feeling lasted for a long time, and when he got better, he immediately opened his eyes.
In the eye, it is a cave with mystery.
And, there is another strange face looking at him with a smile on his face.
When Jian Wushuang woke up, the young man with long hands and legs smiled and said, "Congratulations on getting out of danger. You can call me far away."
"Bian Ziyuan...very unique name."
Jian Wushuang's head is dizzy, but he still remembered it for the first time, this somewhat unique but catchy name.