Chapter 4924

Jian Wushuang's eyes were only lonely and looked at him with a smile.

"Only, as long as you don't kill me, I promise I won't do anything bad for you from now on."

Childe Yu has completely abandoned the arrogance of the emperor and almost begged.

"I, I am the third brother of Childe Yan. He, he is my emperor brother. He will definitely not let you touch me."

He said here, and even began to brazenly shout the name of the little emperor.

But he didn't know that Jian Wushuang was not affiliated with the little emperor at all, and even their relationship was in an equal state.

Trying to suppress him with a small emperor is nothing but a fool's dream.

Childe Yu raised his voice and shouted the name of xiaodijun. However, then, the sword was matchless and pointed like a knife, directly cutting off his entire left arm with one palm!

God's blood gushed out, the immortal body was broken, and the childe feather's scream rang through, covering his broken arm and stumbling back.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he didn't intend to let him go.

If it weren't for the appearance of the emperor's true shadow, cangyu bell would surely be able to kill the unparalleled sword.

It is precisely because of this that he gave birth to a murderous heart.

Now this situation of endless immortality, once you release childe Yu back, I'm afraid that jianwushuang will be greatly passive in the future.

Therefore, childe Yu must die.

At this moment, he didn't even consider the existence of zhenwuyang and Tianting.

The palm surging with scarlet power fell again, and the right leg of Childe Yu was directly cut off, and divine blood gushed out.

Without the support of a leg, childe Yu immediately collapsed and sat in the chaotic void, looking at the sword unparalleled with a deathly gray face.

He had seen the determination to kill from the cold eyes of jianwushuangsen, and there was no room for redemption.

Childe Yu has regretted to the extreme. He shouldn't have made the idea of cleaning the battlefield and catching the little emperor alive at all.

Without this idea, we will not end up in this situation.

"Don't, don't kill me, I don't want to die... I can give you whatever you want." Childe Yu's face was deathly gray, "emperor's luck, Emperor's luck, I use emperor's luck for my life, OK?"

Jian Wushuang was too lazy to listen to him anymore, and the killing gas in his hand was so strong that it turned into a long and narrow blood blade.

The next moment, he held up the blood blade in his hand and cut it off without any hesitation.

Childe feather eyes canthus want to crack, face like deathly gray.

However, the blood blade did not cut off, as if it was hindered by something, hovering over his head.

Jian Wushuang turned his head and looked behind him.

Diqing has come to his side, and casting spells has stopped his action.

Di Qing put his palm on Jian Wushuang's shoulder and patted it gently, then whispered, "let me do it."

He said, and then slowly came to the childe Yu who was shaking like chaff.

Childe Yu Ru was pardoned, "save me, save me, I can give you all my luck!"

In response to him, there are thousands of sharp golden feathers.

Each golden feather is enough to break the path of heaven and penetrate any super heaven.

Thousands of golden feathers passed through the body, directly shooting the fairy body of Childe feather into powder, and even Xianyuan was completely crushed!

The third emperor under the real Wuyang constellation, childe Yu, fell out at this point!

The void wailed, and all the fortunes belonging to the emperor returned to the universe, which could no longer be collected.

Seeing this scene, the little emperor shook his body and slowly stepped back. If he was not dragged by his thin purple robe, he would collapse.

Childe Yu died in front of him. Various emotions changed in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes tightly.

The magnificent and prosperous ten wings slowly moved behind Diqing, reflecting the chaos and void.

Under the random blow of jiuzhuan Dayan immortal, even the emperor was easily destroyed.

The arrogant childe feather, completely fell.

Put away the way of killing. Jianwushuang has recovered his calm. He looked at Diqing and slowly said, "why do you do this?"

Put away his wings, Diqing said calmly, "because he is the emperor of zhenwuyang. Once you kill him, you will definitely suffer the Revenge of zhenwuyang, and you will never live from him."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "I'm different. Even if he attacks me, I can protect myself."

Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he understood that the reason why Di Qing did this was to protect him.

Immediately, he solemnly said, "thank you, I owe you one."

"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you." Di Qing raised her eyebrows with a smile, and then said, "only, next, I'm afraid I'll leave for a period of time."

Just when Jian Wushuang was ready to ask him where he was going, an indescribable breath quietly shrouded the entire empty battlefield.

The breath is vast and magnificent to the extreme. Where the breath is shrouded, the years stop passing and are completely sealed.

The broken way of heaven is reshaped, and the chaotic void is quickly repaired.

The sword that had been completely unable to move for half a minute was unparalleled, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the front unbelievably.

Everything goes back!

What is the power of existence to complete backtracking?!

The originally dispersed Qi and breath began to condense like stars.

Soon, under the condensation of starlight, a familiar figure appeared again!

The dead childe Yu, who was killed by Di Qing and could not be reversed, was reborn.

At the same time, the chaos of the void was torn apart, and powerful to indescribable shapes appeared from the end of the void.

They are all carrying various light wheels, in which the ancient way of heaven is expected to flow.

Only six turn great Yan immortals can condense the light wheel, and they are all yuan eldest Yan immortals under the real Wuyang seat.

For each position, the minimum is nine turns.

Even the newly born way of heaven is crawling under their feet.

In front of these yuan eldest Yan Xian, there was a body with a tired face and no breath.

Although he was extremely ordinary, he made all the Yuan's eldest brother Yan Xian surrender.

All the violent force, breath, and even the way of heaven on the void battlefield could not get close to him.

Lord of heaven, Emperor zhenwuyang is here!

Jian Wushuang felt that the divine blood in the meridians had solidified, and he could not even breathe in front of that breath.

When he came to the empty battlefield, Emperor zhenwuyang looked tired, but he still had the supreme authority.

Looking at the confused childe Yu who opened his eyes, he looked extremely blue.

"Emperor, Emperor father, am I still alive?!"

Childe Yu, who came back from confusion, was extremely excited to see the arrival of zhenwuyang.

However, what was waiting for him was not a concerned inquiry, but a powerful slap.

The emperor's anger directly drove him far away!