Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5012: Dizhi
This sword is too powerful, and every ray of sword intent can easily cut away the chaotic atmosphere, and then it will bloom.
The unmatched and pure power has completely exploded.
Hei Yun's eyes suddenly widened, even though he was the quasi emperor, facing this sword, only the great horror of life and death came to his mind!
He easily felt that if he didn't retreat, this sword would inevitably cause him severe damage or even death!
But in the face of the Zhun Emperor's luck, how could he let it go?
"Uh!"
The black cloud roared, and the next moment he tried to drag the chain and Yu Yao away with him.
But Yu Yao suddenly grasped the chaotic chains in his body, smiled weirdly, and dragged him under the sword curtain with all his strength!
Billions of sword intents are intertwined with each other, with the meaning of crisp sword ming, completely descending.
At this moment, in the eternal extinguishment and nothingness, only sword intent is vertical and horizontal.
Everything is dying.
Yuyao tightly clamped the black clouds and exposed them together under the sword curtain, without the slightest intention of resisting.
Only the roar of the black cloud continued, and it was quickly swallowed.
Jiang Liyan returned, Diqing and Fuyao closed their eyes tightly, resigned to fate.
Kendo is eternal.
This awe-inspiring sword intent that concealed the eternal extinction and nothingness lasted a long time.
When the sword intent dissipated, Jiang Liyan returned, Diqing opened his eyes at the same time, and then was speechless in shock.
In front of them, Jian Wushuang's figure reappeared.
He has a naked chest, and his whole body is surrounded by the rising and dark blue unknown aura, which is completely different from the emperor's aura flowing around him before, but it is more profound.
They swallowed their throats together.
"I'm late, please wait for a while."
Jian Wushuang instructed, then slowly turned around.
As he turned around, the ink cyan aura flowing around him rose and flowed.
The sword curtain dissipated, and the black cloud covered his chest, vomiting divine blood and broken emperor luck.
At that moment, Yu Yao, who was desperate for death, suffered even more damage. The entire fairy body was almost completely shattered. The blood of the gods had been drained, and only the emperor's luck was supporting her.
Seeing that the person who came was Jian Wushuang, Yu Yao couldn't believe it, and there was a sense of relief that was difficult to understand.
The dark cloud is panic, panic in the bottom of it.
He never thought that the nightmare would come back again, and come in an unimaginable state.
Heiyun trembled, and he could feel that Jian Wushuang this time was still terrifying.
The dark blue flowing cloud breath blocked everything, and Jian Wushuang set off like a godless king.
This scene made the black cloud tremble from the heart, and the past seemed to come again.
Infinite years ago, the Zhen Wu Yang, who had wiped out his body and spirit with just a slap, appeared like this at the beginning, with indifferent eyes and supreme luck, easily destroying a heavenly court.
Now, Jian Wushuang feels exactly the same to him.
"No, no, everything has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything, just look for her if you want, everything is her!"
The black cloud spoke in horror, disregarding any face.
Seeing the black cloud that was about to kneel to the ground almost in horror, Yu Yao was a little surprised. You must know that Emperor Zhun raised his hand to kill the Nineth Rank Dayan Immortal. It couldn't be easier. Why would he be afraid of a little Yanxian?
What's more, this little Yanxian once died in her hands.
Although Jian Wushuang's death and resurrection shocked Yu Yao, it didn't mean she would be afraid.
So she was puzzled by Black Cloud's abnormal behavior.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his voice was indifferent, "You know what you have done, today you two, one counts one, no one wants to leave alive."
Hei Yun's figure trembled, as if his fate had been frozen.
His eyes shifted from Heiyun, and he looked at Yu Yao.
Four eyes were facing each other, and Jian Wushuang's eyes were nothing but a cold and violent killing intent.
Yuyao felt timid inexplicably, and at the same time she realized that the aura radiating from him could not be owned by Yanxian!
"Hey, don't be stunned. If you don't want to die today, join forces as soon as possible!" Heiyun trembling in a low voice.
Yuyao ignored him at all, even thought it was ridiculous.
A little Yanxian can actually scare a quasi-emperor into this?
"Quickly, will you join hands?!" Heiyun roared anxiously.
"Go away!" Yu Yao looked at him and roared angrily, suddenly condensing a real Hongmeng sword in his hand.
She's begging for death has changed, leaving only endless killing thoughts.
Being scolded by anger, Heiyun was not irritated, but was surprised to the point that he couldn't be more surprised. This was exactly what he wanted to see.
Once they fight, they can leave by this!
Thinking of this, the black cloud has quietly retreated.
Facing Yu Yao, who has become a quasi emperor, Jian Wushuang still has no fear, only contempt.
Yuyao can't help but feel shame and endless killing intent.
Jian Wushuang also quietly condensed an invisible sword at this moment.
This time, the invisible sword is no longer invisible, but the whole body presents the meaning of black blue, deep and strange.
The dark blue invisible sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yu Yao, he said quietly, "Today, I have only one purpose, which is to kill you here."
She only felt absurd, a Yanxian who died in her own hands not long ago would actually say such crazy words.
"Although I don't know how you survived, but if you appear in front of me today, you must fall into my hands again."
Yu Yao said in a cold voice, the endless Hongmeng killing intent broke out completely.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and the red-gold eyes that had been in the past quietly turned into dark blue at this moment.
A deep and powerful breath completely burst from his body.
This is an unprecedented, treacherous and deep breath, which is very different from the previous, but it is magnificent and surging.
Hei Yun was already nervous and couldn't speak. He could feel Jian Wushuang's changes, so he was extremely frightened.
The breath this time is more gloomy and tyrannical, full of a cold and deliberately determined.
Heiyun has an instinct. If he doesn't run away at the moment when they fight, I am afraid he will never have a chance to escape.
Thinking of this, he is already planning a way out.
Yuyao was also furious to the extreme. Facing Jian Wushuang, she held the Hongmeng True Sword and slashed away without hesitation!
‘It’s now, run! ’
Heiyun didn't hesitate. The moment they met, their figure completely dissipated and fled frantically.
Faced with the venting of the endless magnum and purple meaning, Jian Wushuang smiled contemptuously, and then he held the hilt in both hands and cut out a sword indifferently.
The dark cyan long sword cut a dark cyan sword across the void of silence, and in an instant it rose by billions of feet against the storm!
At this moment, under this Mo Qing Sword, even Silent Nihility was cut away.
Hongmeng Ziyi, confronted the Billionaire Mo Qingjian.
If the brocade is torn, the Tianhe River is cut off, the endless grand and purple meanings are cut away from it without any suspense.