Chapter 4950

As the fairy source was broken, the bones of the dead fairy knelt heavily on the broken white bone Road, and the huge bone palm waved in the air, as if to retain the vanished fairy source.

The sword standing in front of him looked at this scene calmly, and then scattered the invisible sword in his hand.

"I'm going to die..."

The skeleton of the dead fairy whispered softly, but when the death light in his eyes was about to disappear, it suddenly became bright again, as if it were a reflection.

"Although you are a sword fairy, there is a Sword Fairy on this road. I'm looking forward to your first battle, but I can't see it anymore."

"Their swordsmanship is even stronger than yours. You won't win so easily."

After saying this last sentence, the bones of the dead immortal fell completely, like the broken God peak. His immortal bones were completely broken into powder and could not recover.

Standing on this slowly healing white bone Road, the sword was unparalleled silent. Although his face was calm, his heart had already trembled.

There is a sword fairy in the white bone road?!

Such a news, far more than any news, makes the sword unparalleled vibration.

To be fair, a Sword Fairy is unimaginable.

In the current cognition of jianwushuang, only Ding Baiyi can be called a real sword fairy!

Even jianwushuang didn't agree with himself that he was a Sword Fairy. He had an intuition that only after the final version of Jiandao and Xinghe lake sea sword idea was fully integrated, could he fight with Ding Baiyi thoroughly.

At that time, he can be called a Sword Fairy.

At present, Dayan immortal, who can be called a sword immortal by the bones of dead immortals, is definitely a terrible existence.

At the thought of this, Jian Wushuang has a big head. What terrible existence is still trapped in this white bone road?

While he was deep in thought, the dead immortals who had already disappeared quietly revived at this moment.

Dark red death lights burst out from their eyes.

"Damn, aren't these things dispersed?" Jian Wushuang was surprised, and then ran without thinking.

Although he was not afraid of the death immortal army, it was extremely wrong to do unnecessary consumption.

So, in the next time, you can see that a vertical and horizontal body is running wildly, and behind him, there are countless armies of dead immortals.

The white bone road is endless, and it is more broad and vast in the continuous progress.

It's like a Wanggu battlefield that has experienced a tragic and bloody battle.

There are broken fairy bones everywhere. Without the treasure of aura, the broken real sword is extremely miserable.

The sword that has been in the state of high-speed swipe is unparalleled. Looking at the dead immortal army getting closer and closer behind him, he couldn't help but raise anger in his heart.

Just when he was going to destroy recklessly, the white bone road under him trembled, as if something was waking up.

"Disturb my long sleep. I think you little bugs really don't think your life is long."

A lazy and slightly sulky voice seemed to ring from the nine days.

Then the next moment, the clear sound of a long sword coming out of its sheath quietly sounded on this ancient battlefield.

With the clear sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath, the army of dead immortals, who were originally frantically chasing the unparalleled sword, all ran frantically.

But it was too late.

The sword curtain rose quietly, like a million meteors falling, making the whole dark red void tremble.

Endless void, hundreds of millions of miles of white bone Road, all covered by the sword curtain!

Every sword meaning that forms a sword curtain is full of calm and endless meaning. Although it seems peaceful, it makes everything lose color.

Under the cover of this meteor sword curtain, none of the dead immortals survived!

They died so simply that they couldn't believe the unparalleled sword.

The ultimate desolation of infinite sword meaning, all dead immortals standing in place, smashed!

Dust filled the ancient battlefield.

The sword in the center of the sword curtain is unparalleled, but it doesn't feel any fluctuations. This ability to control the meaning of the sword has been terrible to the extreme.

The sword stood in place, and the palm was ready to condense the sword's meaning.

But at the same time, a dark and cold breath appeared behind him, "Hey, young man, don't try to draw the sword. Your speed will never be faster than mine. If you don't believe it, you can try."

A wisp of cold sweat flowed out of jianwushuang's sideburns and came quietly behind him, which could explain the problem.

Then, the originally dead void suddenly surged up a layer of ripples, and then a figure came out of the ripples.

The unparalleled eyes of the sword opened to the maximum at this moment.

The comer is a woman, a woman of extreme heroism.

The narrow willow eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, and a pair of British eyes caught people to the extreme. The embroidered red band that gathered the long hair behind him also swayed with the wind.

She was dressed in a pair of black and gold clothes, with six long swords slung across her waist!

This is a swordsman!

She stepped down from the void and stood on this ancient battlefield. Her heroic eyes looked at the sword unparalleled, showing a somewhat intriguing look.

Looking at the six long swords slung across her waist, Wushuang couldn't help swallowing her throat.

There is a tiger in front and a wolf in the back. He is afraid that he is in danger today!

As time goes by, Wushuang dare not move at all.

After a long time, the heroic woman who slanted across the six long swords suddenly said, "this young man is very good."

Then, the mysterious figure behind him also said, "it's really good. It's very stable. It's a great talent."

Hearing this, the heroic woman picked her eyes and said in a cold voice, "since you are a big man, why are you squatting behind him? Ready to kill him?"

The voice fell, and the dark breath behind the sword peerless suddenly disappeared, and then a body shape instantly appeared in front of the heroic woman.

"No, I'm just used to it. I can't bear to kill such a talented young man. It's of great use to keep it!"

At this time, Jian Wushuang saw the shape of the body.

It was also a middle-aged man full of heroism. He didn't need to look like a bright star, but he was a bit lazy.

On his waist, there were six long swords, no more or less.

Facing the heroic woman, the middle-aged man's face was full of an irrecoverable smile.

"No, these two swordsmen are not sword lovers..."

Jian Wushuang feels a little big. It seems that these two swordsmen are indeed sword lovers.

I'm afraid it's not so easy for him to escape from here next

"This young man is really good. I saw his Kendo before. It's very impressive. It can destroy the immortal source of a six turn Dayan immortal."

The heroic woman said slowly, and the middle-aged man's smile gradually disappeared after hearing her narration, and finally became extremely dignified.