Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4954: Wanggu Imperial Court Site

Jiang Libai glanced at him, did not speak, and said quietly after watching Jian Wushuang's figure completely leave.

"I can't see through his future, but now I have one thing for sure, the sword fairy will not be his end, but the starting point."

Yan Fan took a deep breath after hearing this. "It seems that our apprentice didn't get it in vain."

"What your apprentice, haven't you seen that he has already refused decisively?" Jiang Li gave him another glance and said angrily.

He smirked and scratched his head, "So what, if you want to be a master, you have to be thick-skinned and stalking is very necessary. I have left a mark on him, can it be It’s impossible to escape from our palms."

Jiang Li looked at Yan Fan, and then at the endless sky, "I am afraid that the limit of our life is here. Instead of continuing to sleep under this sea of ​​blood, it is better to leave and take our swordsmanship. Pass it all on to that little guy, so that we can unload the burden that the master has entrusted to us."

Yan Hui nodded and stretched, "Indeed, after staying under this sea of ​​blood for too long, the bones are about to rust. It's time to do business."

"Our swordsmanship is passed on to that kid. It will not be buried. Maybe it will reach another level."

"So, this little guy, can't let it go!"

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Leaving the two sword immortals, Jian Wushuang let out a sigh of relief after traveling thousands of miles.

The sense of oppression that Sword Immortal brought to him was really too great. If the two Sword Immortals were determined to let him leave, then he would never escape.

Raising his right hand, Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, looking at the sword-shaped mark on his wrist.

He restrained his mind and moved on.

The road to the bones under my feet seems endless. Although it has gone through many trials, I still haven't seen the end.

This made Jian Wushuang a little depressed at first. If he continues to consume it like this, I am afraid that Di Qing hasn't found it yet, and he will sink into this sea of ​​boundlessness.

No matter what happens next, he will leave here as quickly as possible, leave the so-called Tianlu, and find Diqing.

Sword intent protects the body, Jian Wushuang swept forward for a million miles in a flash!

As he continued to move forward, he began to realize that the more the Bone Road behind, the less restless aura, all the fairy rhyme has dissipated, even the fairy bone cannot become a dead fairy, and the silence is extremely quiet.

At the same time, instead, the pure and strong generative power is flowing.

This shocked Jian Wushuang. He never thought that under this river of blood, he would have such a strong generative power.

At the same time, this makes him wary.

The subsequent changes in the White Bone Road also made him vigilant.

The flat road of white bones originally paved by the bones of Yanxian began to curve upwards as they continued to move forward.

Jian Wushuang stopped and looked at the white bone road in front of the ladder, his eyes became serious.

There is a hazy layer of faint power on the White Bone Road of the Heavenly Ladder, which stretches into the boundless void, and in the dark clouds at the end, there is a very vague outline.

He whispered in his heart again, the scene now seems to be somewhat similar to the heavenly palace on the land and sky.

If there are other branches of the White Bone Road, Jian Wushuang will definitely not be suspected of continuing to move forward, but now there is only one White Bone Road and can only continue to move forward.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang stepped on the ladder.

The sole of the foot fell on the first step, and an invisible pressure cap was immediately pressed against him.

The pressure is intangible and qualitative, as if it is a certain rule, directly covered it down.

Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate too much, his footsteps swiftly moved forward, his figure moved forward quickly, but it turned out to be 10,000 steps in an instant!

After 10,000 steps, Jian Wushuang stopped, and there were already fine beads of sweat on his temples.

The pressure on this ladder is far more terrifying than he thought, and after a certain number of floors, the pressure will actually double!

Ten thousand ranks, the already persecuted Jian Wushuang stopped, as if a million sacred mountain covers were pressing on him.

Looking at the still endless road ahead, he gritted his teeth and moved forward again.

This time his speed slowed down a lot.

Ten thousand orders.

Thirty thousand orders.

Fifty thousand orders.

……

Order 70,000!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang is already in a difficult situation, and the power in his meridians has been turned to the extreme.

A lot of sweat evaporates from every pore of his.

80,000 steps!

The true shadow of Wumei was directly forced out.

With the blessing of the true shadow of Wuyou, Jian Wushuang only felt relaxed all over his body, and he could walk forward quickly.

When reaching the 90,000 level, the huge palace that was originally wrapped in black clouds finally appeared.

It was a magnificent palace built in the sky, full of endless stern and cold atmosphere.

Jian Wushuang has an inexplicable intuition. This heavenly palace is most likely an imperial palace that survived the ancient times.

Heavenly Court!

Is this another ruins of the heavenly court? !

When I thought of this, Jian Wushuang thought of the former heavenly court of Emperor Liu Crow.

In the past, the imperial court meant that opportunities and major crises coexisted.

But he has no interest in developing this heavenly court. Even if the emperor is angry, he cannot bear the pressure.

But now Jian Wushuang has no way to escape, he can only bite the bullet and head to this former heavenly court.

The last 10,000 steps are almost a combination of the first 90,000 steps, and all the pressure is unprecedented.

Even the true shadow of Wu Wo almost couldn't hold back. He didn't even dare to breathe at will, for fear of being crushed by the terrible pressure on his body.

Ninety-five thousand steps.

Ninety-six thousand steps.

……

Ninety-eight thousand steps!

So far, the three avenues of Jian Wushuang have been suppressed!

Wushuang Kendo.

The way of protection.

The way of killing.

The addition of three avenues allows him to move forward!

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred steps.

When he reached the last step, he was already at the end of the battle.

Every pore at this moment is no longer sweat, but red blood!

The blood of the gods dripped down his robe in front of the heavenly court, and was quickly absorbed.

Jian Wushuang trembling his hands, took out a Di Pin Pill and stuffed it into his mouth before stopping his injury.

Some broken immortal immortals recovered quickly.

Slowly exhaled a mouthful of muddy breath, Jian Wushuang felt all over his body comfortable, and the previous fatigue disappeared in a flash.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him, but was surprised to find that the Bone Road had completely disappeared!

It's as if it has never existed before, there is only an endless void behind him.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang turned and walked towards the endless stern and magnificent heaven.

"Who, dare to trespass into the heaven!"

Outside the heavenly court, a voice resounded through the void in front of the dead giant gate.