Chapter 4806

I thought it was just an empty imperial body. At this time, he opened his eyes, which made him almost stare out. His body was soft and almost collapsed to the ground.

All Yanxian were shocked, all stepped back and trembled.

That kind of existence is not what they can imagine. Naturally, they can't lift any desire for struggle.

As the body in Imperial clothes opened his golden eyes, his four body shapes also opened his eyes.

The general trend is surging!

The air seemed to stagnate, and the four sacred peaks looked straight ahead.

"Sir, please step back and go..."

The wretched Yan Xian's legs trembled, and he was already dizzy.

In fact, these four figures are Chen Qing, Diqing, Chunqiu and Cui Jing. Even the real body of the emperor sitting on the throne and wearing ink feather Liuyun emperor clothes is unmatched by swords

The reason for doing so is actually a helpless move.

Originally, jianwushuang intended to kill some inadvertently intruded Yanxian directly, but unexpectedly, he saw the previous scene as soon as he came out of the hall door.

The battle of nearly a hundred Yan immortals is powerful. Even if more than half of them are damaged, it is a huge force.

The strength of the others has not been fully restored, except that the sword unparalleled has recovered to its peak after being inherited by the six crow emperor.

When his strength was restored to 60%, his mind was unclear. Jianwushuang didn't count him in it.

If you fight with this team of more than 50 Yan immortals, there are only a few people with unparalleled swords. Even if you win, it is also a tragic victory, which is not worth fighting.

That's why he made such a bad plan to drive away these Yan immortals.

But what he didn't expect was that although this group of Yan Xiandan were about to be frightened, they had no idea of escaping.

Jian Wushuang frowned and secretly glanced at Chen Qing standing on his side.

Chen Qing immediately understood it, took a step forward and directly burst out, "those who break into heaven will die!"

Hong Zhong's loud thunder completely defeated Yan Xian's psychological defense line.

"Sir, just step back and go. If you don't go again, you'll be folded here!"

The wretched Yan Xian trembled and obviously planned to run away regardless of what happened next.

Lao Cheng Yanxian gritted his teeth and said nothing. He was unwilling. After thousands of hardships, he found the former heaven by chance. Now he wants him to give up. How can he be reconciled?

Like Chen Qing, who stood at the holy peak, seeing that they had no intention of leaving, he took a step forward and prepared to give a warning.

However, due to his too big step, he directly pulled the wine gourd hidden at his waist and scattered more than ten black mountain top crystals on the ground.

The crisp landing sound sounded, and the wine gourd drew an arc on the jade ground and rolled to the feet of the old Yanxian.

The air suffocated.

Lao Cheng Yanxian looked down at the newer gourd at his feet and the scattered black mountain top crystal. He seemed to understand something.

"Are you pretending?"

Chen Qing looked embarrassed and looked at the unparalleled sword.

"War!" A simple word resounded, and the unparalleled sword suddenly stepped up from the throne, and an invisible long sword had been condensed in his hand.

"Kill them!"

Lao Cheng Yanxian, who had returned to God, was furious and said, "no one left!"

In a moment, forty-two immortals and forty-two deriving forces surged up, directly holding the sword unparalleled and others covered and pressed away.

Chen Qing directly patted the real sword at his waist and moved forward with Wanjun sword.

Spring and autumn also directly aroused eight arms and angry eyes and rushed forward.

Cui Jing, who has the weakest strength and no bottom card, was stopped behind by Chunqiu.

"Unlimited."

A light whisper sounded, and Diqing also started. A black black black appeared behind him, holding his head high and crying.

Such a general trend directly responded to the joint efforts of the 42 Yan immortals.

"Zheng! Chula... "

The blade is so sharp that it directly tears the infinite derivative force.

The black black black with clear meaning, the sword meaning of Chen Qing and the eight arms and angry eyes of spring and autumn all burst out among the Yan immortals at this moment.

A sword directly breaks a fairy source of Yan Xian. The sword is unparalleled. After a quick glance at Diqing, it continues to fight.

Even if the strength only recovered less than 60%, the horror of jiuzhuan Dayan immortal was revealed at the first time.

The black and black precious appearance is broken, which directly shatters the immortal source of ten Yan immortals.

However, after this confrontation, the original 43 Yan immortals decreased sharply by nearly 20.

The old man Yan Xian, who was the first, was almost cut off by the unparalleled sword.

"Sir, please step back and..."

This time, the wretched words of Yan Xian didn't finish. He looked at the invisible blade in his chest with his eyes wide open.

One knife killed him. The sword was unparalleled. He held the hilt with both arms and cut down with 3000 swords.

The old Cheng Yanxian's frightened eyes were a little angry, and then his arms shook, and the space around him suddenly changed. At the moment, it seemed to reflect a diamond colorful awn, magnificent and ferocious.

At the same time, there was a sense of awn like a needle, which emerged from each diamond awn and all rushed to the sword.

Because all this is too fast, the sword can't dodge. Even if there are nearly a thousand strands of refraction, they pass through the body!

The unspeakable pain of cutting seemed to be associated with his divine consciousness.

But these only blocked the unparalleled moment of the sword. The invisible sword in his hand, due to inertia, finally cut heavily on the shoulder of Lao Cheng Yanxian.

"Hiss pull" sound, sharp and unparalleled sword meaning, almost split him into two parts.

He screamed, the lute bone on his shoulder was directly crushed, and God's blood gushed out.

The sword peerless also retreated at the same time, covering his heart, and a wisp of divine blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Since he has cut off the mortal past when he came to Dayan Huan, he has returned his ancestral Qi and divine power to the divine power universe, so he has no so-called immortal source.

It was precisely the absence of the most important source of immortality that made him escape.

He has intuition that the old one is enough to break any immortal source.

Similarly, the old Yan Xian, who was seriously injured, staggered back, and the Yan power surging around him was dimmed.

Perhaps due to the rapid dissipation of the derivative force, the face of the old Yanxian began to change rapidly.

The rather mature and square ordinary face disappeared and was replaced by a heroic, plump and handsome face.

After seeing the face clearly, Jian Wushuang's eyes were already dignified.

That face, no one else, was the three emperors, childe Yu, who participated in the struggle to win the peach in the heaven of zhenwuyang.

But at the moment, his unexpected arrival is obviously beyond the imagination of Jian unparalleled.

As the third emperor under Zhenwu Yang, how could he appear here at this time?