Chapter 4741

Today's childe Yu can't escape at all. If this blow hits the center, he can't even be out. He can directly disperse Xianyuan!

"Emperor father, save me!"

With the last effort, childe Yu's panicked voice rang through the whole heaven.

Zhenwuyang, who sits on the heavenly court, can't calm down. No one knows the temperament of the little emperor better than him. He is completely lawless and has no fear.

If he is moved to kill, there is almost no room for maneuver.

Just as zhenwuyang was preparing to lower the real shadow, the heaven shook.

The huge awns, each of which was mixed with terror and killing intention, stabbed the childe feather, but it seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier. It was even more difficult to enter half an inch.

At the same time, a light red force surged up and crushed every giant awn!

The little emperor's face was frozen, and the soft sword in his hand began to tremble.

With the light red derivative force, it is childe correction.

He stood in front of Childe Yu and looked at the little emperor with complicated eyes.

"Yes, it's you..." for the rest of his life, childe Yu couldn't even say anything.

Don't squint. The childe corrects and stares at the little emperor. "Childe Yan, I don't know how you understand the immortal style, but if you just rely on a record of immortal style and want to win the Xiantao, please advise, don't bother."

As his voice sounded, more than 30 Yan immortals came from the four fields and surrounded the little emperor and sword in the center.

"Childe Yan, hand over the Xiantao and quit automatically now. I'll spare your life." The childe said in a faint voice.

"Want a peach? It's up to you? " The little emperor disdained to smile.

I don't know why, every time I face the little emperor, the anger in my heart can't be restrained. Even a word can make him angry.

"Kill on the spot!" The childe shouted angrily.

The more than 30 Yan immortals set off at once. The most magnificent Yan immortals were connected with each other and faced the pressure of the two.

The sword moves unreservedly and releases its derivative force.

At the same time, the ancestral art, the power of the heavenly gate, and the power of the Heavenly Kingdom!

With the blessing of the power of deriving immortals, the power world Tianmen, which was originally the ancestral art, has been completely transformed.

Under the guidance of a giant covering the sky, the dense net condensed by the joint efforts of 30 Yan immortals could not be covered and pressed down for a moment, showing a glued state.

The little emperor raised the soft sword, and the sword intention rushed into the sky.

Together, they broke the attack of Yanxian.

Childe Chu, who was far away from the war circle, showed a touch of surprise in his eyes, and his peerless eyes to the sword began to become vigilant.

The move released by sword matchless just now made childe Chu feel somewhat intimidated.

"How sure are you to win the war with him?" He stretched out his finger and pointed to the fighting sword.

His white robe companion's eyes coagulated, and then darkened, "less than 30 percent."

"Really." Childe Zheng slowly raised his mouth, "no wonder childe Yan didn't even bring Chen Qing. It turned out that there was a more unfathomable guy around him."

"Young master, let me go and bring the Xiantao back." White robed Yan Xian asked for his life.

Childe Chu shook his head and turned to look at childe Yu.

With a tight heart, childe Yu retreated half a step. He was alert and nervous in his eyes. Now, childe corrects his situation and wants him out, but it's just a waving effort.

"Do something for me. You can repay me for saving my life." The childe corrected and suddenly slapped his confidant.

At that time, a reddish derivative force poured into the childe feather's limbs and bones, filling his dry meridians again.

The state of the childe feather was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Remember what childe Yan did to you just now. You'll give it back with all your strength. I'll wait for your good news." The childe patted him on the shoulder, and then walked back slowly with his partner.

How could childe Yu not know what calculations he was playing, but if childe didn't correct, he would have fallen, and where could he retreat.

Even without the childe's correction, he would take revenge and return all the great terror between life and death.

Childe Yu, who returned to the peak, felt the uncontrollable derivative force in his body, and then stepped out step by step. The magnificent and terrible force swept forward like a huge wave.

A sword stabbed an immortal, and the sword looked at the huge wave of Yanli coming from the sky.

The next moment, the little emperor quietly came to him and stopped the huge wave of Yanli.

"Boom!"

The indiscriminate offensive made the slightly careless Yanxian out directly.

Sword unparalleled reacted and waved to cast a border barrier to protect their bodies.

The little emperor, who had borne most of the huge waves of Yanli, looked more and more red, and most of his black shirt was broken.

Without him, I'm afraid the sword will be unparalleled now.

"Hold on, I'll take you away." Looking at the little emperor with the sign of fainting, jianwushuang sank in his heart, held his body directly, and was ready to escape.

He had prepared for the worst in his heart, and put his palm into his arms and touched Xiantao.

"No, you can't give it." The little emperor raised his eyes and shook his head slowly and firmly.

"It depends on whether we can rush out." The sword was silent, and the broken Tarot sword in his hand pointed straight forward.

Childe Yu stepped into the air with a ferocious smile. His palms were in the shape of clouds, lowering his vigorous Yanli.

The left arm supported the little emperor, and the right hand raised the Tarot divine sword. The sword was unparalleled. He took a deep breath and used the unique sword.

In this case, the most common sword to this day is to survive at the end of the mountain and water, but it releases the most terrible power.

This is a desperate sword. Only in a desperate situation can the power of the top be released, and there is no upper limit.

A sword can be a million swords to break the face.

The childe Yu's all-out strike, even for a moment, was broken, like a boiling lake, all dissipated.

"Cough, good morning. I knew you could stop this attack, so I wouldn't do it again." With the help of the unparalleled sword, the little emperor reluctantly said.

His body was weak. Even if he realized the immortal style, he could not change his constitution.

The sword matchless slightly pursed his mouth, "it can be blocked now. It may not have been blocked just now."

The little emperor raised his mouth slightly, and then looked forward, "there is such a great disparity in strength. I'm afraid this time, I really won't be the enemy."

"What if things turn around?" The sword is matchless and slowly way.

It seems to be to confirm his words. At the next moment, more than 20 magnificent rainbow shadows rise from the huge river under him, with powerful momentum shaking the sky and the earth.

In front of these rainbow shadows, a huge strange ape roared, and his body shape of thousands of feet left a very shocking impression on all Yan immortals.