Chapter 4901

Even Jian Wushuang's eyebrows jumped when he saw this scene.

This was the full attack of dozens of Yan Xian, and the countless top repair offensive, all fell on him, even if it was armadillo cattle, which was famous for its hard flesh in the sky, I'm afraid it couldn't support it.

But the next moment, a shocking scene appeared.

Feng Shan suddenly burst out, and his strong body, which was like a sacred peak, doubled sharply. At the same time, his skin turned dark blue like the green veins of his arms.

All the attacks of Yan Xian and Ding Xiu seemed to have failed, and they failed to leave some traces on him.

"Big, adult... Let's go!"

He looked back at Jian Wushuang and shouted, trying his best.

The sword is unparalleled without saying much. The invisible sword in your hand is shining to the extreme.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe lake sea sword, the second move.

River.

It seemed to fall from the dome of the void, with endless sword meaning, each of which reflected a bright star, and then swept heavily.

Under this sword, nearly a thousand top practitioners, more than 30 Yan immortals were hanged on the spot, and countless people were seriously injured.

Feng Shan was stunned and looked at this scene unbelievably.

The encirclement was also completely disturbed.

"Live well."

After Jian Wushuang said such a sentence to Feng Shan, he directly jumped in front of the immortal array with immortal patterns flowing.

In the immortal formation, there were a steady stream of Yan Xian and Ding Xiu, but they were all kicked back by jianwushuang, and then he stretched out his hand to release the immortal form.

After the battle with Chang duoling, all the ancestral skills, immortal style and kendo of jianwushuang have been refined.

So the immortal form he released at this moment is more magnificent than before.

Fairy style, a little mountain and river.

With the sword unparalleled as the center, the void around him has become his field, in which he can mobilize and illusory any material.

A sacred peak directly cracked the void, pressed down, and directly crushed the second fairy array!

So far, there are only two of the four immortal arrays left!

The immortal array collapsed, and the infinite power of Yan spread in all directions. This scene was recognized by nearly a hundred Yan immortals, and then they all rushed towards the sword like crazy.

Feng Shan showed his teeth in pain, "dogs, you want to run after hitting grandpa?!"

Jianwushuang didn't stop. After destroying the second immortal formation, he ran straight to the third immortal formation.

The young Yan Xian, who was fighting with the little emperor, saw this and directly forced the little emperor back with one shot, and his body immediately chased in the direction of unparalleled sword.

But then, a mountain like figure blocked their way.

"If you want to catch up, step on me first!" Feng Shan's eyes were also arrogant to the extreme, and he said with disdain.

The young Yan Xian frowned and pointed his silver gun at him, "step on him all for me."

"Boom..."

Nearly a hundred Yan immortals, as well as countless top cultivators, stepped on the past

Looking at the Feng mountain deeply embedded in the back of the armadily cow, the young Yan Xian shook his head, "what a strange request."

……

The third immortal array has been opened. While tens of thousands of immortal patterns are circulating, one by one immortal has emerged from them.

Now there are only two immortal formations that have been destroyed by the sword, and the chaotic battlefield has also begun to become stuck.

In an instant, he came to the third armada cow. This time, he didn't kill the armada cow, but directly jumped to the third fairy array.

Just as he was preparing to cut down with a sword, a sudden sound broke through the air behind him.

Jianwushuang was forced to turn back and resist.

The Zhang Xu silver gun in the young Yan Xian's hand then stabbed over, and the Yan force, which was fast to the extreme, burst out.

Under this shot, jianwushuang was forced to retreat half a step.

"What did I think you were plotting to destroy the immortal array?"

The spear tilted, and he looked arrogant. "It's not impossible to destroy the immortal formation, but if you want to defeat me first, I'll let you go, how about it?"

"Boring." Jian Wushuang withdrew his eyes, then turned around and walked step by step to the immortal array.

Young Yan Xian's eyes coagulated, "do you look down on me?"

He said, with his right hand in a bow shape, holding the silver gun high, he swung his arm round, and then threw the silver gun hard like shooting the sun.

The sword matchless did not turn back, although the spear came behind him.

The next moment, a bull like figure rushed into the encirclement, and then resolutely responded to the flying silver gun.

Like the dark yellow color of the earth, the derivative force gushed out, forming an insurmountable barrier in front of Feng Shan.

It seemed that the shot that could penetrate the sky was no longer difficult to take several steps when it hit the dark yellow derivative boundary.

Feng Shan roared wildly, and the soles of his feet ploughed deep gullies on the back of the armada cow. Then he shook his arms and flew the silver gun upside down.

"Good guy, it's really rough and tight."

Catching the silver gun flying backward with one hand, young Yan Xian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "make way, my goal is not you."

"No matter who your goal is, defeat me first." Spit out a mouthful of spittle, Feng Shan said without hesitation.

"That's stupid." The young Yan Xian shook his head, and the silver gun in his hand suddenly burst, and a total of thousands of real souls of silver guns emerged from behind him, and then all shot at Fengshan.

The void collapsed, and the real soul of each silver gun was furious to the extreme. If it all falls on him, I'm afraid I can't bear it.

When thousands of silver guns were shot down, Feng Shan, who was originally driving with a fishnet broken, was suddenly pulled away by a Yanli.

"Boom..."

The armadillo cow whined and put a thousand guns into one, gouging out a deep ravine on its back, so that the void was shocked.

"My Lord." Feng Shan was surprised.

Released him, Jian Wushuang said, "follow me closely, don't take risks."

He nodded heavily and followed step by step.

The immortal formation is close at hand, but it is still extremely difficult to have dozens of Yan immortals guarding it.

Just when Jian Wushuang was ready to release the strongest sword regardless of everything, the young Yan Xian, who was like a dog's skin plaster, also rushed with a gun.

"Rats, come and fight with me. If you win, I'll bow my hand to you."

Jian Wushuang looked back at him and said calmly, "within two swords, you will lose."

"Two swords? It's really a big tone!" Young Yan Xian pointed his silver gun at him, looking extremely arrogant, "not to mention two swords, even twohundred swords, you can't defeat me! I'm invincible within the same territory!"

After hearing this, Jian Wushuang quietly lifted the corners of his mouth, as if he had heard the best joke. Even Feng Shan on the side couldn't help but grin and laugh.