Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5058: Maimemane
The black robe was silent, his eyes fixedly looking at Jian Wushuang.
"You, are you here to prevent my son from ascending the place of Dayan Immortal?"
Jian Wushuang felt uncomfortable when he heard the words.
"Say, where are they! If you don't tell, Shang Junzong will count as one, and you must die miserably!"
The figure of the black robe is the Sect Master Qin Zun of Shangjun, and Qin Tuo is the son of his seat.
Faced with Jian Wushuang's yelling question, he turned a deaf ear, and his eyes began to show anger.
"All the elders of Shang Junzong, the disciples followed the orders, and hurried to the Tiange to capture and kill the invading enemy!"
Jian Wu was cold and cold, "Do you want all the disciples of the whole school to be buried for you?"
"The **** it is you!" Qin Zun said angrily, "You are just a little Yanxian, and I can kill you by flipping my hands!"
Jian Wushuang was disgusted, and directly raised his hand to draw him.
Wubi Yanli instantly swept up, carrying Wanjun's momentum to cover him.
Qin Zun also reacted, suddenly raising his arms, Yanli rushed into the sky and directly shattered Jian Wushuang's offensive.
As the Sect Master of Shangjun, he had already understood his own immortal style several years ago, and he was only a short distance from Dayan Immortal Capital.
Facing Jian Wushuang, who is just a realm of evolving immortals, he naturally didn't put it in his eyes.
But afterwards, Qin Zun realized how absurd his idea was.
Jian Wushuang was uncharacteristically, his eyes rushed forward with a touch of blood.
The speed was so fast that when Qin Zun reacted, a heavy fist slammed into his chest.
With a clear sound of bone cracking, his chest sank directly, and then his whole figure flew upside down and fell into the ruins.
Jian Wushuang's figure is like a ghost, and the moment Qin Zun landed, he had already arrived in front of him, and he was hit hard again.
Clear bone cracks sounded again.
Even if Qin Zun is a quasi-dayan immortal, the immortal body is so strong that he is still inferior to Jian Wushuang.
The dust flew up, and the violent shock wave shook up.
All the elders of Shang Junzong who came after hearing Qin Zun's orders, and his disciples were afraid to step forward.
The blood is lingering, almost like a sea of blood.
This is Jian Wushuang's way of killing, and only his way of killing can burst out such pure blood.
In ten breaths of time, a full 10,000 punches hit Qin Zun's immortal body without fail.
When Jian Wushuang stopped, he was dying.
The fairy bones were smashed to pieces, and they will never recover in a short time.
Slowly spit out a turbid breath, he raised his hand to throw Qin Zun like a dead dog far away, and then stared at the ground under his feet.
In addition to the way of killing, Jian Wushuang's sensitivity to blood has reached an unprecedented level, and he smelled the unrest on the ground under his feet.
This is the most central part of the Great Hall of King Junzong. It is also the place where the strength and blood are strongest, and Qin Tuo's hiding place is very likely here.
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate anymore, turning his right hand together, an invisible sword appeared.
Then he thrust the invisible sword heavily into the ground.
The next moment, the entire fairy mountain was shaking, and an indescribable wave broke out.
All the elders and disciples of Shang Junzong were retired from Baizhang again. Even Chen Qing and Chunqiu could not stop and were forced to withdraw from Baizhang.
The fairy clouds recede, the whole towering fairy mountain is densely covered with cracks, and the pure meaning of red gold flows through the cracks.
Then the fairy mountain shattered and turned into heavy rocks and fell into the mountain stream.
As the fairy mountain shattered, a mass of blood rose from it like a scorching sun.
The blood is chaotic, exuding a weird color, and the center is a dark black that can't be seen directly, and even Jian Wushuang can't see what is hidden in it.
But the breath of blood seems to have crossed that hurdle.
Along with the rising of blood energy, the entire heavenly plane was soaked with blood energy and turned dark red.
Jian Wushuang frowned, and he felt the inexplicable familiarity again.
The blood qi gradually dissipated, and the chaos at the center was a figure.
He was Qin Tuo who had his head severed earlier.
At this moment, his body is covered with dark red dense lines, and in the void behind him, there is a round of closed eyes hanging high.
The breath that Qin Tuo exudes is far beyond Yanxian, truly reaching the realm of Dayanxian.
Although Yanxian and Dayanxian are only a short distance away, they are an unimaginable gap. Ninety-nine percent of Yanxian can't break through. Only Yanxian with less than one point can ascend to Dayanxian.
The difficulty of this is impossible to describe.
Jian Wushuang frowned. At this moment, he didn't care if Qin Tuo was Dayan Immortal. What he worried most was the whereabouts of Cui Jing and the others.
"Is this the thought that Dayan Immortal can control? It's really wonderful." Qin Tuo smiled slyly, then looked forward.
Four eyes facing each other, Qin Tuo actually took the lead!
He flicked it casually, and the chain of Heavenly Dao built by Yanli entangled Jian Wushuang directly.
The sword intent is brilliant, rising into the sky.
Faced with the chains of heaven and earth, millions of sword intents gathered in the front line and brazenly responded.
"Zheng——"
The world trembled, and at this moment the chains of the Heavenly Dao were directly shattered, and the millions of sword intents were cast without loss, directly strangling Qin Tuo.
The dark red blood surges directly into a collision.
Not only that, but the huge eye wheel hanging in the sky behind Qin Tuo slowly opened at this moment.
The vertical pupil is cold, without any emotion, and some are just bewitching and intriguing.
With the opening of this eye wheel, everything quietly changed.
Whenever he stares at him, even Yanxian is directly lost.
At this moment, all the disciples and even the elders of Shang Junzong were lost, and then frantically fighting each other.
Gu Ting was shocked, and he was almost lost, but Chen Qing slapped him back into reality and looked at the scene in shock with his face covered.
"Don't look at that eye, I can save you once, but I may not save you a second time." After Chen Qing asked him to say something, he stopped talking.
After working together to build the enchantment, Chunqiu looked at Jian Wushuang's back with concern. This kind of bewitching power is too weird, and you may get lost if you are not careful.
Once Jian Wushuang gets lost, I'm afraid things will be completely uncontrollable.
Faced with the bewitching eye wheel, Jian Wushuang frowned. As the Great Perfection of Divine Sense, he can naturally feel the bewitching power emitted by the eye wheel, in order to corrode the divine mind the Lord.
If the ordinary Yanxian is careless, I am afraid he will get lost.
"Are you confused enough?" Jian Wushuang frowned, then raised his hand and slapped it.
This slap with infinite sword intent, like a hurricane, easily cut the chains of the heavens, and came to Qin Tuo's immortal body and the huge eye wheel behind him.
Qin Tuo didn't expect Jian Wushuang to be deceived, let alone that he would counterattack so quickly.
So much so that he didn't even react, and he abruptly took the heavy blow.