Chapter 4737
If you look carefully, on the broad back of this giant ape, a slightly immature and thin figure is looking at what happened in the sky with excitement on his face.
More than 20 new faces of Yan Xian, showing a trend of encirclement, wrapped Yan Xian, including childe Yu, into dumplings.
"Childe Lin?!" At this moment, xiaodijun, childe Yu and childe Jiu all shouted the same name.
The comer was the only seven emperors who had a good impression on the little emperor, childe Lin.
"Brother, your mount is really popular. It's the first time for me to use a fairy as a mount!" Sitting on the back of the strange ape, the prince of the seventh emperor looked at the little emperor and said with flying eyebrows.
Xiaodijun frowned slightly, obviously didn't expect that the young master's meeting would intervene at this time.
Gongziyu also looked at him in disbelief, and then said in a deep voice, "what are you doing here? Do you also want to compete for Xiantao?"
"Don't get me wrong, brother 3. I don't have much idea about that thing," the young master scratched his head and then raised his eyebrow with a smile, "I'm just here to help brother 1. You and brother 2 have gone too far."
Childe Yu smelled the speech and sneered, "are you looking for death? Even if you add one, you can change the result?"
"It's hard to say whether to change or not, but you have to try anyway, don't you?" Childe Lin said, stretching on the back of the strange ape.
"Since you want to die, I'll solve you easily!" Childe Yu grimly smiled and took the lead in launching the offensive.
And the childe immediately saw it, patted the head of the strange ape, and ran away directly.
Almost at the same time, Yan Xian, who was in the same camp as childe Lin, also went out in droves.
Jian Wushuang felt the pressure around him suddenly light, and there was no sense of urgency of difficult resistance.
Nearly 50 Yan immortals fought in a scuffle, and their different Yan forces died and exploded, which was extremely magnificent.
Jian Wushuang looked at the young master Yu who was attacking the young master Lin, and his eyes began to flourish.
"Be careful." It seemed to feel something, the little emperor reminded in a low voice.
He nodded, his palm gently pressed on the handle of the Tarot sword, and his body quietly disappeared like a ghost.
Being absorbed, he was about to force childe back temporarily. A strong sense of crisis made childe Yu almost subconsciously deviate his head.
"Chula..."
However, it was still too late. The knife body was half an inch into the flesh, almost cutting off his whole head.
Childe Yu retreated rapidly and released his derivative force to protect himself at the same time.
Looking at the mysterious young man dressed as a Ranger in black, childe Yu only felt that the wound between his neck was bone marrow.
The wrist shook, shaking the blood on the Tarot sword, and the sword looked at him calmly.
Waving to heal the wound between his neck, the madness in childe Yu's eyes disappeared, and he looked at it warily.
Being able to approach him unknowingly and almost beheaded with another sword, such terrible strength made childe Yu shiver in his heart.
There was no superfluous formula, and the sword matchless was directly lifted and pressed, and the broken Tarot sword was full of general trend.
With a sword cut down, it was easy to break the Yanli of Childe Yu.
He was terrified and resisted with all his might.
Although the body of the sword is broken, the sword path is still there. Each sword has a powerful momentum, and the forced childe Yu begins to panic.
Each sword style is as soft as water, and at the same time, it is wide open and wide closed, making it difficult for childe Yu to use the corresponding derivative force to deal with it.
Although there was only one sword at a time, it differentiated into thousands of sword meanings, and he was more and more forced to suffer.
The sword unparalleled like a blacksmith, childe feather is an iron embryo, constantly being hammered. In the process of hammering, each of his swords became more concise.
Childe Yu almost lost his temper. Under this confrontation, he was actually regarded as a sharpener?!
Shame surged into his heart, and he was ready to recklessly release the immortal style and crush the sword unparalleled like a bug.
But soon, childe Yu was frightened to find that with his current state, he could not call out the immortal style at all
With a powerful and heavy sword, a shocking wound was ploughed directly from the lute bone of Childe Yu, and divine blood gushed.
This sword almost cut him in two from the middle.
Childe Yu felt frightened. He found that this cold young man at present was far more terrible than he thought.
If the little emperor brought him shock and confusion, the sword at present is unparalleled, which is the representative of cold and death.
When he realized the horror of life and death, it was too late.
There was even no superfluous nonsense. The sword was unparalleled, holding up the broken sword in his hand, as if it were a sin and a judgment, and the final record of the sword fell.
But at the next moment, the change was abrupt.
A light red picture quietly swept across, and a beam of light directly penetrated the unparalleled back heart of the sword.
The gentle divine blood sprayed childe Yu's face.
Jian Wushuang's face turned pale, and that sword couldn't be cut off at last.
Tai Luo sword slipped from his hand and fell into the abyss.
He also lost his strength, like a fallen leaf, and suddenly fell from the clouds.
"Unparalleled sword!" The little emperor started almost at the same time to hold him.
But then a light red barrier blocked it.
Childe Chu walked out of the picture and looked at him with a smile, "I'm really sorry. I missed and caused such consequences. I'm afraid he can't even get out."
The little emperor's eyes changed from Mori Leng to furious, "son, you must die in my hands."
"Really? But in order to prevent this result, I will make your big brother disappear completely before this." The childe corrected the tone that only the two of them could hear.
There was no warm sun across the sky, and the black and white mixed colors showed dead silence and nothingness.
This is the fairy form belonging to the little emperor, and I don't know where it came from.
Childe Chu's eyes also began to be crazy, the most elusive, like the abyss, he also showed his strength at this moment.
It seems that the unknown and suppressed breath, which is turbid and indistinguishable, emerges like silk and fog.
"Although we can't kill you in the heaven, it's also a good choice to add a heavy stroke to your weak body."
……
"It hurts..."
Feeling the gurgling stream flowing around, jianwushuang, who had lost consciousness, gradually woke up.
At the moment, half of his body was immersed in the stream, and most of his black shirt was broken.
He barely propped himself up and fell to the ground on his back, panting slightly.
The originally fragmented chest is healing rapidly, and the passing derivative force and vitality are also rapidly restored.
All this naturally owes to the unparalleled super perfect life form of the sword.
As he cut off the past and achieved the realm of Yanxian, his super perfect life form did not disappear with the past, but became more and more powerful after entering this great Yanhuan.
More than 20 new faces of Yan Xian, showing a trend of encirclement, wrapped Yan Xian, including childe Yu, into dumplings.
"Childe Lin?!" At this moment, xiaodijun, childe Yu and childe Jiu all shouted the same name.
The comer was the only seven emperors who had a good impression on the little emperor, childe Lin.
"Brother, your mount is really popular. It's the first time for me to use a fairy as a mount!" Sitting on the back of the strange ape, the prince of the seventh emperor looked at the little emperor and said with flying eyebrows.
Xiaodijun frowned slightly, obviously didn't expect that the young master's meeting would intervene at this time.
Gongziyu also looked at him in disbelief, and then said in a deep voice, "what are you doing here? Do you also want to compete for Xiantao?"
"Don't get me wrong, brother 3. I don't have much idea about that thing," the young master scratched his head and then raised his eyebrow with a smile, "I'm just here to help brother 1. You and brother 2 have gone too far."
Childe Yu smelled the speech and sneered, "are you looking for death? Even if you add one, you can change the result?"
"It's hard to say whether to change or not, but you have to try anyway, don't you?" Childe Lin said, stretching on the back of the strange ape.
"Since you want to die, I'll solve you easily!" Childe Yu grimly smiled and took the lead in launching the offensive.
And the childe immediately saw it, patted the head of the strange ape, and ran away directly.
Almost at the same time, Yan Xian, who was in the same camp as childe Lin, also went out in droves.
Jian Wushuang felt the pressure around him suddenly light, and there was no sense of urgency of difficult resistance.
Nearly 50 Yan immortals fought in a scuffle, and their different Yan forces died and exploded, which was extremely magnificent.
Jian Wushuang looked at the young master Yu who was attacking the young master Lin, and his eyes began to flourish.
"Be careful." It seemed to feel something, the little emperor reminded in a low voice.
He nodded, his palm gently pressed on the handle of the Tarot sword, and his body quietly disappeared like a ghost.
Being absorbed, he was about to force childe back temporarily. A strong sense of crisis made childe Yu almost subconsciously deviate his head.
"Chula..."
However, it was still too late. The knife body was half an inch into the flesh, almost cutting off his whole head.
Childe Yu retreated rapidly and released his derivative force to protect himself at the same time.
Looking at the mysterious young man dressed as a Ranger in black, childe Yu only felt that the wound between his neck was bone marrow.
The wrist shook, shaking the blood on the Tarot sword, and the sword looked at him calmly.
Waving to heal the wound between his neck, the madness in childe Yu's eyes disappeared, and he looked at it warily.
Being able to approach him unknowingly and almost beheaded with another sword, such terrible strength made childe Yu shiver in his heart.
There was no superfluous formula, and the sword matchless was directly lifted and pressed, and the broken Tarot sword was full of general trend.
With a sword cut down, it was easy to break the Yanli of Childe Yu.
He was terrified and resisted with all his might.
Although the body of the sword is broken, the sword path is still there. Each sword has a powerful momentum, and the forced childe Yu begins to panic.
Each sword style is as soft as water, and at the same time, it is wide open and wide closed, making it difficult for childe Yu to use the corresponding derivative force to deal with it.
Although there was only one sword at a time, it differentiated into thousands of sword meanings, and he was more and more forced to suffer.
The sword unparalleled like a blacksmith, childe feather is an iron embryo, constantly being hammered. In the process of hammering, each of his swords became more concise.
Childe Yu almost lost his temper. Under this confrontation, he was actually regarded as a sharpener?!
Shame surged into his heart, and he was ready to recklessly release the immortal style and crush the sword unparalleled like a bug.
But soon, childe Yu was frightened to find that with his current state, he could not call out the immortal style at all
With a powerful and heavy sword, a shocking wound was ploughed directly from the lute bone of Childe Yu, and divine blood gushed.
This sword almost cut him in two from the middle.
Childe Yu felt frightened. He found that this cold young man at present was far more terrible than he thought.
If the little emperor brought him shock and confusion, the sword at present is unparalleled, which is the representative of cold and death.
When he realized the horror of life and death, it was too late.
There was even no superfluous nonsense. The sword was unparalleled, holding up the broken sword in his hand, as if it were a sin and a judgment, and the final record of the sword fell.
But at the next moment, the change was abrupt.
A light red picture quietly swept across, and a beam of light directly penetrated the unparalleled back heart of the sword.
The gentle divine blood sprayed childe Yu's face.
Jian Wushuang's face turned pale, and that sword couldn't be cut off at last.
Tai Luo sword slipped from his hand and fell into the abyss.
He also lost his strength, like a fallen leaf, and suddenly fell from the clouds.
"Unparalleled sword!" The little emperor started almost at the same time to hold him.
But then a light red barrier blocked it.
Childe Chu walked out of the picture and looked at him with a smile, "I'm really sorry. I missed and caused such consequences. I'm afraid he can't even get out."
The little emperor's eyes changed from Mori Leng to furious, "son, you must die in my hands."
"Really? But in order to prevent this result, I will make your big brother disappear completely before this." The childe corrected the tone that only the two of them could hear.
There was no warm sun across the sky, and the black and white mixed colors showed dead silence and nothingness.
This is the fairy form belonging to the little emperor, and I don't know where it came from.
Childe Chu's eyes also began to be crazy, the most elusive, like the abyss, he also showed his strength at this moment.
It seems that the unknown and suppressed breath, which is turbid and indistinguishable, emerges like silk and fog.
"Although we can't kill you in the heaven, it's also a good choice to add a heavy stroke to your weak body."
……
"It hurts..."
Feeling the gurgling stream flowing around, jianwushuang, who had lost consciousness, gradually woke up.
At the moment, half of his body was immersed in the stream, and most of his black shirt was broken.
He barely propped himself up and fell to the ground on his back, panting slightly.
The originally fragmented chest is healing rapidly, and the passing derivative force and vitality are also rapidly restored.
All this naturally owes to the unparalleled super perfect life form of the sword.
As he cut off the past and achieved the realm of Yanxian, his super perfect life form did not disappear with the past, but became more and more powerful after entering this great Yanhuan.
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