Chapter 4742

If you look carefully, on the broad back of the giant ape, a slightly young and thin body is looking at what happened in the sky with excitement.

More than 20 new faces of Yanxian, showing a trend of encirclement, wrapped Yanxian, including childe Yu, into dumplings.

"Childe Lin?!" At this moment, xiaodijun, childe Yu and childe Chu all shouted the same name.

The comer is the only seven emperors who had a good impression on the little emperor, childe Lin.

"Brother, your mount is really popular. It's the first time for me to take a fairy as a mount!" Sitting on the back of the strange ape, the seven emperors looked at the little emperor and said with flying eyebrows.

The little emperor frowned slightly. Obviously, he didn't expect the childe's temporary meeting to intervene at this time.

Childe Yu also looked at him suspiciously, and then said in a deep voice, "what are you doing here? Do you want to compete for Xiantao?"

"Don't get me wrong, third brother. I don't think much about that thing," the childe scratched his head and smiled. "I'm just here to help the eldest brother. You and second brother have gone too far."

Childe Yu sniffed the speech and sneered, "are you looking for death? Even if you add one, you can change the result? "

"It's hard to say whether you can change it or not, but you have to try, don't you?" Childe Lin said, stretching on the back of the strange ape.

"Since you want to die, I'll solve you easily!" Childe Yu smiled grimly and took the lead in launching the offensive.

When the young master saw it, he patted the head of a strange ape and ran away directly.

Almost at the same time, Yan Xian, who was in the same camp with the childe, also went out one after another and scuffled together.

Jian Wushuang only felt that the pressure around him was suddenly light, and there was no sense of urgency of difficult resistance.

Nearly 50 Yan immortals fought in a scuffle, and their different Yan forces died and exploded, which was very beautiful.

The sword peerless looked at the childe Yu who was attacking childe Lin, and his eyes began to flourish.

"Be careful." Seems to feel, the little emperor whispered.

He nodded, pressed his palm on the handle of the Tailuo sword, and disappeared quietly like a ghost.

Being absorbed, he is about to force the young master back temporarily. A strong sense of crisis makes the young master Yu almost subconsciously deviate from his head.

"Chula..."

However, it was still too late. The body of the knife was half an inch into the meat, almost cutting off his whole head.

Childe Yu retreated rapidly and released his derivative force to protect himself.

Looking at the mysterious young man dressed as a Ranger in black, childe Yu only felt the wound in his neck.

The wrist shook and the blood on the Tarot sword fell. The sword looked at him calmly.

Waving his hand to heal the wound between his neck, childe Yu's madness in his eyes disappeared and looked at him warily.

Being able to approach him unknowingly and almost beheaded with another sword made childe Yu shudder in his heart.

There is no superfluous formula. The sword is matchless, and the sword is directly lifted and pressed. The broken Tarot divine sword is full of general trend.

With one sword, you can easily break the power of Childe Yu.

He was terrified and tried his best to resist.

Although the body of the sword is broken, the Kendo is still there. Each sword has a powerful momentum, and the forced childe Yu starts to panic.

Each sword style is as soft as water and open and close at the same time, which makes it difficult for childe Yu to deal with it with the corresponding derivative force.

Although there was only one sword at a time, it differentiated thousands of sword meanings, which forced him to suffer more and more.

The sword is like a blacksmith, and childe Yu is an iron embryo, constantly hammered. In the process of hammering, his every sword is becoming more and more concise.

Childe Yu almost lost his temper. Under this duel, he was regarded as a sharpener?!

Shame surged into his heart. He was ready to release immortal style recklessly and crush the unparalleled sword like a bug.

But soon, childe Yu was frightened and found that with his current state, he couldn't call out immortal style at all

With a powerful sword, he plowed a shocking wound directly from the pipa bone of Childe Yu, and God's blood gushed.

This sword almost cut him in two from the middle.

Childe Yu felt frightened. He found that the cold youth like death was far more terrible than expected.

If the little emperor brought him shock and confusion, the sword at present is unparalleled, which is the representative of cold and death.

When he realized the horror of life and death, it was too late.

There was even no superfluous nonsense. The sword held up the broken divine sword in his hand, as if he had been condemned and judged, and dropped the final record of the absolute sword.

But the next moment, the change is steep.

A light red picture quietly swept through, and a light beam directly penetrated the unparalleled back heart of the sword.

The gentle divine blood sprayed childe Yu's face.

The sword is matchless, his face is very white, and the sword can't be cut off at last.

The Tarot sword slipped from his hand and fell into the abyss.

He also took off his strength, like a fallen leaf, suddenly falling from the clouds.

"The sword is unparalleled!" The little emperor started almost at the same time to hold him.

But then a light red barrier blocked it.

Childe Chu walked out of the picture and looked at him with a smile, "I'm really sorry. I'm afraid he can't even get out."

The little emperor's eyes changed from Sen Leng to rage, "childe, you must die in my hands."

"Really? But in order to prevent this result, I will make your big brother disappear completely before that. " The childe said in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

A big day without any warmth stretched across the sky, and there was silence and nothingness in the mixed colors of black and white.

This is the fairy form of the little emperor. I don't know where it started.

Childe Chu's eyes also began to be crazy and the most elusive. Like the abyss, he also showed his strength at this moment.

It seems that the unknown and repressed breath emerges like silk and fog.

"Although I can't kill you in heaven, it's also a good choice to add a heavy stroke to your weak body."

……

"It hurts..."

Feeling the gurgling stream flowing around, the unconscious jianwushuang gradually woke up.

At the moment, half of his body was immersed in the stream, and most of his black shirt was broken.

He barely propped himself up and fell to the ground on his back, panting slightly.

The originally fragmented chest is healing rapidly, and the passing derivative force and vitality are also recovering rapidly.

All this is naturally due to the unparalleled super perfect life form of the sword.

As he cut off the past and achieved the realm of Yanxian, his super perfect life form did not disappear with the past, but became more and more powerful after entering the great Yanhuan.