Chapter 4773

At present, the essence is clear, and even the ability to protect oneself is lost. Even in the face of some top practices, there is no chance of winning.

Therefore, he hated the feeling that his fate was in the hands of others. If the sword was defeated, they all had to be buried together without exception.

Di qingben's heart platform without waves is also a little nervous.

Only 10% of the Yanli can be used reluctantly, which is indeed a little troublesome for jianwushuang, but with the sword intention, it is more than enough to deal with Cui Jing.

Cui Jing had Yan Li between his arms, you long congealed, and then his fists suddenly pushed forward.

A total of four dark yellow Yanli galloping dragons rose tens of feet in the storm, and their mouths were covered with sharp teeth. If they were bitten, they would definitely be hit hard.

Seeing this situation, Chen Qing and others who originally seemed to win were also a little nervous. After all, jianwushuang was the hardest hit and did not recover at all.

The four dragons with thick blood seemed to come out of the sea of blood and sweep forward.

The sword unparalleled moved. He suddenly retreated half a step, and the real sword in his hand was stretched forward, and a clear sound came out from the tip of the sword.

At the same time, layers of long water ripples surged out of the sword tip, blocking all the rushing blood and gas.

But this sword intention can't stop Cui Jing's attack.

Several dark yellow galloping dragons directly tore up the ripples, all opened their mouths full of strange teeth, and bit their heads against the sword.

But when the sword unrivaled retreated back and forth, the body did not stop, but lifted the sword and ran away, without any confrontation consciousness.

Looking at this scene, everyone's eyebrows jumped and their faces became strange.

Although it's understandable to avoid its sharp edge, it's too unsightly to turn around and run

Cui Jing was even more excited when he saw this, and he began to disdain it with his cautious and dignified eyes.

It seems that this soft persimmon is really the right choice.

A total of four dark yellow galloping dragons failed to swallow and bite the sword unparalleled, hitting the ground and breaking.

Cui Jing stepped forward, his right hand condensed into an eight foot stick from Yan force, swung it round and smashed it forward.

Holding the sword, the sword was unparalleled, and walked directly around the temple column.

"Hide your head and show your tail, rat, fight with your grandpa Cui in a fair way!" A stick smashed the temple column into a pit, Cui Jing said with a grim smile.

Jian Wushuang didn't care about him, and he didn't seem to have any idea of fighting with him.

In this way, they catch up with each other in the ancient silence hall.

Chen Qing and others were all sweating, and di Qing was even more nervous. He didn't want to die on the spot after reincarnation.

But the young guard looked at the sword with unparalleled hatred, as if he wanted to be captured and killed on the spot.

"Damn guy, I just hate that I can't kill you now!" The young guard whispered, "when I recover, it will be your death!"

Sitting on the throne again, lady Sha calmly looked at the fight like a farce and didn't say a word.

In her right palm, I don't know when she held a scepter wrapped in light blood gas.

At the top of the scepter, there is a gloomy skull.

That bone was shining and moist, and was soaked by blood all the time, as if it could produce flesh and blood at any time and come back to life.

The cause and effect of such a woman with great murder and robbery is quite terrible. Even ordinary Yanxian would never touch her.

Moreover, the top cultivation under her seat is also extremely degenerate, and is fond of killing innocent creatures. It has already been infected with the irreparable cause and effect and great carnage.

The so-called great murder is a mysterious cause and effect that no one can detect and is almost impossible to eliminate.

When carrying a great murder, it means that there is a crack in the mind, which is fatal to Yan Xian and cannot be touched.

And these were all detected by Jian Wushuang at the first time when he stepped into the sand demon cave.

So he restrained himself and tried his best not to be infected with these causes and effects.

Cui Jing chased after him, eager to win.

Jian Wushuang turned back from time to time to fight one or two, and then continued to swim away, provoking Cui Jing's anger bit by bit.

"Rats, if I catch you, I will drown you in the sea of blood." He was angry, and although his strength was adjusted to the peak, he was as helpless as if he had been beating on cotton.

Jian Wushuang didn't hear the noisy words at all. When Cui Jing ran with an eight foot stick in his hand, he suddenly raised his sword and leaned back, leaving a long mark on his clothes in front of his chest.

Although Cui Jing had been on guard for a long time, he had no time to dodge and was nearly injured by the real sword.

He was shocked into a cold sweat, and then became more angry. He released his Yanli and hit the sword unparalleled.

The whole ancient silence hall trembled, and a huge hall column was smashed by Cui Jing.

Jian Wushuang's body flashed, and finally he shot him very implicitly.

The real sword in his hand sounded clear, burst into a thousand sword thoughts, and went away by strangulation.

In fact, the most fundamental reason why jianwushuang has not shot is to be careful not to be contaminated with that inexplicable cause and effect.

Although Cui Jing's great murder is much less than the rest of the top repair in the sand demon cave, it is still rich.

Once infected with the great murder, unless there is a supreme power to resolve, otherwise you can only go wrong again and again.

Jian Wushuang is at the weakest moment at this time. If you take a wrong step, it will be difficult to turn around.

At present, there is no way to avoid it, so he directly takes action.

Threethousand swords swept across, carrying the general trend to chop Cui Jing.

Seeing this, Cui Jing disdained to smile. He stretched out his hand and turned into a derivative force to resist. At the same time, the castrated cover pressed against the sword.

He stood where he was, dressed in black robes, calm and calm.

Soon, Cui Jing, who rushed here, panicked for no reason.

He faintly sensed something bad.

It seemed to confirm the idea in his heart. 3000 swords swept in an instant. It seemed to be vulnerable, but it easily tore up Cui Jing's Yanli boundary, and then beheaded!

He was thrilled and protected his head without thinking about it.

Dust swept up in the hall, and the top practitioners standing on both sides were all shocked.

This sword idea is so pure that it has no derivative force, but it has an impeccable general trend. They realize that no one can resist this sword.

The sword idea surged, completely wrapping Cui Jing's body.

At this moment, di Qing looked into Jian Wushuang's eyes, with a touch of meaning.

Lady Sha sat on the throne, and at this time, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Three thousand swords come and go quickly, and everything is just in a moment.

When the sword intention completely dissipated, a ragged body appeared.

It's only 3000 swords. It's completely stripped out Cui Jing's pants.

He was unharmed, but his clothes were torn and barely covered.

This is an unbearable disgrace, which he, the commander of the sand devil cave, simply cannot bear.

In this sand demon cave, face is far greater than life, not to mention the commander who thinks he has a head and a face.