Chapter 4745

On the dark red sky, a violent vigorous wind began to rage.

Here, there are few Yanxian who can stand.

The less powerful childe Lin dragged childe Yu out at the last minute.

At the moment, there are only less than ten figures still standing.

The childe's face was gloomy, his white suit was broken, his long black hair was broken, and the band was fluttering in the wind.

Standing on the opposite side of him is the little emperor whose mouth is full of God's blood and whose breath is withered to the extreme.

His palm holding the soft sword was trembling, but his eyes still looked at the childe with disdain and sarcasm.

"For the last time, give me the Xiantao and get out." The childe's voice became colder and colder, and the killing intention in his eyes gradually didn't hide.

The little emperor with a touch of crimson color on his cheek coughed up a wisp of divine blood, and then said, "you said, how many days have Xiantao been on this emperor, should it be six days?"

Childe's face turned cold. It has been six days since Xiantao disappeared. In these six days, he had several opportunities to kill the little emperor, but he didn't kill him because of some concern.

This also leads to the rapid passage of time.

Once Xiantao stays in the hands of a certain Yanxian for seven days, the dispute over seizing peach is over.

And this is the last day.

"Are you really not going to give it to me?" The childe took a step forward, and the derivative force of terror swept up.

The thin and weak figure of the little emperor seems likely to fall at any time.

But there was no fear in his eyes, and the meaning of ridicule was more obvious, "fool, you don't really think Xiantao is in my hand?"

The childe corrected his eyes. When he was about to speak, a stone filled with derivative force hit the back of his head without warning.

"Fool, look here."

A clear voice sounded and looked at him. A Ranger in black was holding a peach in his left hand. He was looking at him with a smile.

As soon as the childe corrected his pupils, he clearly remembered that he had killed him with a blow.

"Why didn't you die?"

"If I die, how can I avenge myself?" Put the peach into his arms and the sword said calmly.

The next moment, he set off suddenly, carrying the endless general trend, happily and fearlessly bumped into the childe.

Looking at the returned figure, the little emperor deeply vomited a turbid breath and completely relaxed.

The most magnificent Tianmen extreme attainments were covered and pressed down, and the incomparable surging derivative force completely suppressed the childe's correction almost at the moment of collision.

At the same time, the unparalleled sword drew out the Tarot divine sword and cut down with great force.

One sword is worthy of ten thousand swords. The sword recovered to the peak is unparalleled. The sword style is open and close, full of the sense of desperation. For a time, it is difficult for the oppressed childe to fight back.

Childe Zheng was very oppressed. At the same time, he also understood why childe Yu was difficult to fight before.

This fairy is extraordinary!

A sword in Xinghe lake and sea burst out, and the terrible sword swept up. The childe who had no time to guard against was corrected and suffered a heavy loss!

Kick it out with one foot. The sword is unparalleled. It can retreat thousands of feet and get out of the battle circle.

The tooth white imperial dress was completely broken, and the skin cut by thousands of sword ideas exuded crimson divine blood.

Childe Chu was extremely angry, but the seemingly terrible sword intention stopped immediately. He just tore his clothes, not even seriously injured. It was an insult to him.

He couldn't stand it. A light red picture of thousands of miles spread out between his palms.

At the same time, a chaotic breath like silk and fog condenses behind the childe correction, in which unimaginable power surges.

Jian Wushuang also put away his contempt. He can feel that these moves have transcended the existing realm.

"Damn thing, since you're back to die, I'll help you!" The childe's uncontrollable rage made a sound. At the same time, he stretched out his palms and closed them suddenly.

Behind it, the chaotic breath like silk and fog soared into the air.

Sword matchless wanted to avoid, but found that the light red picture that spread to his feet at some time seemed to be a kind of prohibition, which bound his whole person firmly in place.

Two immortal encirclement swords are unparalleled. He can't survive at all!

The childe corrected that Yingwu's face even had a sneer.

The chaotic breath like silk and fog swallowed the whole sword without accident.

The little emperor, who was watching from a distance, was suddenly surprised. He really realized that the childe's correction was terrible.

If you don't have immortal style, you can't escape from him!

And the sword is unparalleled. Even if it is too powerful, I'm afraid it can't escape.

"This guy can't die so easily." The little emperor shook his head and looked into the distance.

There, as if the chaotic breath of unknown trolls seemed to be eating away at something.

There was a flash of happiness on the childe's face. There was nothing more pleasant than watching those who dared to resist him die in front of themselves.

Looking at the constantly wriggling chaotic atmosphere and calculating that the time was almost over, he waved and prepared to recall.

However, the next moment, a towering mountain peak suddenly opened the chaotic atmosphere.

At the same time, a sky dropping waterfall came down from the sky and completely poured down.

Another big day appeared out of thin air, shining brightly.

The strange weather dispelled the chaotic atmosphere in a moment.

You know, that's the most difficult fairy style.

Childe Zheng Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

When the chaotic breath dissipates completely, the thin and firm body appears again!

At the moment, the sword is unparalleled, and the eyes reflect the boundless stars.

In the center of his eyebrows, a galaxy composed of seven stars is slowly rhythmic.

Facing the childe's correction, he pointed out.

The huge water transformed by Yanli roared and swept away directly.

At the same time, Changfeng, mountains, rivers, big sun and other natural scenes appeared one by one.

Unimaginable landscape, unexpectedly appeared on the same stage at this moment, and all smashed at the childe.

Jian Wushuang's eyes gradually became clear, and he slowly raised the corner of his mouth.

The magnificent Galaxy built in his mind was now embodied by him.

The so-called a little mountain and river is a reading of mountain and river.

The thoughts of the heart become mountains and rivers.

All these wonders are what jianwushuang thinks in his heart.

What you think is what you want. Mountains and rivers are for my use.

At this moment, there is no sword to use in the whole heaven.

Double finger halberd Zhang, the Mountain God peak that was originally pulled off by the childe feather, grew out of the clouds. Facing the childe correction, the boundless God peak was covered and pressed down.

Reluctantly get rid of the huge water and endure the correction of the childe roasted in the sun. It's unbearable.

Such means are immortal!