Chapter 4944

Although they only hurried to meet, they could always meet in an unimaginable place, as if they were destined to never leave.

The long wind blew her long hair, together with the black and gold pleated skirt, like the blooming black and gold flowers, which made her unreachable.

She is the only one on this white earth.

Dry and cold, but clear and beautiful.

She is Zheng Ying.

The long hair was blown away by the long wind, and then she took out a gold hairpin from her waist and rolled the messy long hair behind her.

A pair of English eyes but with a unique charm, as if filled with autumn water, fixed looking at the sword unparalleled.

At this moment, the kind of eyes even the sword peerless unconsciously avoided, but somehow, they couldn't avoid, and they could only look at her.

She is really gorgeous, but with an indescribable danger.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Zheng Ying walked slowly towards him.

Jian Wushuang wanted to retreat, but found that the movement was a little unnatural.

"Come on, why did you come here?"

She was very unfriendly and questioned him.

Listening to this familiar tone, Jian Wushuang began to wonder, "you, are you really Zheng Ying? It's not my illusion?"

"Answer my question first." Zheng Ying's tone was unquestionable, and his amazing cheek was faintly angry.

Jian Wushuang was helpless and finally compromised, "well, I came here mainly because I want to find Diqing. He was exiled here."

Then he told Zheng Ying about everything that had happened before.

After hearing all this, Zheng Ying's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "stupid, just for his own sake, I went here alone? Do you know where this is? I'm not afraid to die here?"

Jian Wushuang immediately said, "I have 90% confidence that I can find Diqing and leave here with him, but if I really happen to fall here, I can only recognize it."

"Stupid, do you know that I am the disaster you are facing now?" Zheng Ying looked at him in a cold voice, and then suddenly pulled out a sharp soft sword from the jade belt around his waist.

The tip of the sword reached his throat.

Jian Wushuang didn't start, and even Yan Li didn't release. He could feel that Zheng Ying didn't mean to kill, and also Yan Li didn't release.

"Are you a real Zheng Ying or a fake Zheng Ying?" He was completely confused and began to fall into doubt.

Zheng Ying took back his soft sword and said coldly, "of course I'm fake."

“……”

Jian Wushuang didn't expect her to answer so simply.

Taking back the soft sword, Zheng Ying continued coldly, "remember every word I said. Here, you don't believe any Yan Xian, just fight a bloody way. Who told you not to believe any reason."

After hearing the speech and pondering for a moment, he asked uncertainly, "should I believe what you said?"

Zheng Ying was silent, and finally said, "don't let me smoke you..."

After saying this last sentence, she turned and left directly.

"Remember every word I say, it can support you to live here."

Zheng Ying's figure finally dissipated in front of Jian Wushuang, as if everything had never appeared.

But Jian Wushuang knows that she did come.

"Strange, why does she know where I am every time?"

Sword unparalleled touched his chin with some doubt.

At this point, he has determined that it is indeed Zheng Ying himself, although every time she appears, it is too incredible.

Convergence of mind, sword unparalleled again in the bottom of my heart to think about the meaning of Zheng Ying, then decided to start.

This white bone earth under the sea of blood has been extending to infinity. He guessed that if he wanted to leave here, he had to keep moving forward.

"In that case, then fight a bloody way."

The unparalleled eyes of the sword became sharp at this moment, and the whole immortal body was like a real sword waiting to be opened by Zang Feng.

It seemed that as his mind turned, the dead bone earth began to vibrate.

Like boiling, broken fairy bones began to revive.

"The supreme immortal breath..."

A fairy bone, which was extremely dilapidated, lifted up the sword. It seemed to be attracted by the breath emanating from the sword unparalleled body.

The two regiments surged in their eyes with unquenchable black light.

"Hungry!"

It suddenly held up the broken real sword in its hand and rushed over madly.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, the invisible sword condensed in his hand.

Facing the white bone army gradually converging in front of him, he released the sharpest blow.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe lake sea sword, the first style.

Stars.

It fell straight without surprise, like dropping a stone in the lake.

"Boom!"

The endless trend completely burst at this moment.

Millions of sword meanings rise from the sky, and each one is the highest sword meaning!

With millions of swords surging, thousands of awn pillars also burst.

The white bones of the earth vibrated, like destruction and decay.

Under this sword, the white bone army, which was running wildly, directly broke into powder!

A hundred thousand bones, a million swords!

The mountains and seas will fall, and the way of heaven will tremble under this sword!

Countless bones broke into powder and fell back to the earth.

With a body shape, stepping on countless bones and bearing the intention of a million swords, he moved forward firmly.

At the same time, in the huge Hall of Tianlu, the young man and Bian Ziyuan standing in front of the sea of blood jumped hard at the corners of their eyes after seeing this shocking scene.

In particular, the sword unparalleled carrying millions of sword intentions, easily strangle the white bone army, is simply a scene of refreshing cognition.

After a while, the young man took a deep breath and said, "what's the origin of this guy? How can it be Yan Xian?"

Bian Ziyuan shook his head, "I know very little about everything about him. I'm afraid no Yan Xian knows his origin. He's very mysterious."

"I'm afraid this assessment will be completed soon for him."

The young man shook his head and said, "complete? I'm afraid it's impossible to complete. Under the sea of blood, there is still an existence comparable to the emperor."

"Do you want him to get the inheritance of that?" Bian Zi's distant vision is a little dignified.

"This is not what I think he can get. No one knows what that means. My only hope now is that he can come out alive."

The young man said, "maybe when he comes out, it is the time when we know when we can leave here."

……

"Click!"

The last sound of sword cutting fell, and there was no immortal bone to stand before the sword had no two sides.

These immortal bones, which have fallen for many years, have long been fragile to the extreme, and cannot become a climate at all.

If ordinary Dayan immortals enter here, they may hate it here, but the sword is different. These immortal bones can't even cause any effective damage to him.