Chapter 4882

This is the unparalleled sword. This is the unparalleled essence of the sword. The clear black and black appearance has also reached a certain critical point.

"Damn it, these bastards will be ground into meat mud one by one when I go out!" Di Qing's face turned red. His real life had just been damaged, and his strength was far from recovering, so that he was surrounded by this array.

Jian Wushuang frowns. If he can't tear the array without my true shadow, I'm afraid he'll have to find another way.

With the completion of the array, the remaining 200 Yin immortals began to move towards the next three days of the six day territory again.

Obviously, before they came to the six day territory, they were ordered to destroy the six day territory regardless of everything.

Just when this array was completed, the dark robed Yanxian, who was mysterious to the extreme and gave orders from time to time, flew to the top of the array and quietly condensed a dark short sword with a small arm in his hand.

The little emperor's eyes from a distance were quietly frozen. The next moment, his body directly burst up, holding a soft sword, and resolutely rushed to the big array.

The thin purple robe also set off at this time, following the little emperor.

A group of Yan immortals who act as the feet of the array constantly exchange positions and release the Yan force for reinforcement.

The next time Yan Xian exchanged positions, a breath of silence, nothingness and black and white quietly swept up.

It was the immortal style of the little emperor. The immortal style with all his strength broke out in the weakest position.

It's not easy to act as the script of the array. It's impossible to stop this fairy style.

Four of the ten Yan immortals fell on the spot, and the remaining six were badly hit.

So far, one of the six formations was smashed under the full attack of the little emperor.

It was precisely because of this attack that the whole array was on the verge of collapse.

The sword Wushuang and Diqing trapped in the array were also aware of it. They directly pulled up the selfless true Shadow and the black black treasure phase again, and finally broke the whole array!

"You want to die!"

The black robed Yan immortal holding the dark short sword fell from the top of the array, looked at the little emperor angrily, and then suddenly turned into a cloud and disappeared.

Until the little emperor was aware of it again, the black robed Yan immortal had gathered in front of him again.

The short sword, which was long and narrow and condensed with muddy black Yanli, fell directly and easily gouged out into his heart.

There, it is basically a place where Yanxian generally condenses immortal style.

This sword came for killing.

The pupil of the little emperor suddenly coagulated, and then slowly collapsed.

"Your Highness!" At this moment, the thin purple robe completely lost his countenance. He flew over and gathered the derivative force in the palm of his hand, which roared towards the black robed Yan Xian.

The black robed Yan Xian was also obviously stunned. After reacting, he directly threw out the immortal body of the little emperor like garbage, and then fled.

The thin purple robe caught the little emperor. His haggard and calm face was full of helpless, "Your Highness, your highness..."

"Da Ban, Sue, tell Jian Wushuang to run away." The little emperor reluctantly opened his eyes and fainted after saying the last sentence.

The thin purple robe nodded, held him tightly in his arms, and then went up to Chen Qing.

The sword that closed all this scene to the bottom of his eyes was unparalleled, and his eyes were gradually cold. Looking at the black robed Yan Xian who wanted to escape, he pursued without any hesitation.

It's like a killing Sword Stained with God's blood. No Yan Xian can stop him.

Following his unparalleled sword, Diqing's strength belongs to jiuzhuan Dayan immortal, which is also revealed at this moment.

With a thought of mountains and rivers, but a few breaths, he caught up with the black robed Yan Xian, and then stabbed him with the same sword.

"Uh!"

The black robed Yan Xian, who had no time to dodge, was directly cut off his right arm by jianwushuang.

He suffered a pain and turned directly and hit it with a slap.

The sword was unparalleled and did not dodge. After resisting the blow, it was stabbed again.

The black robed Yanxian exhaled in pain. The sword meaning contained in the invisible sword almost poured into his meridians in an instant.

"Damn thing, one of you counts one today, and none of you can live!"

The sword matchless said in a cold voice. The invisible sword in his hand was shocked, and the unparalleled sword idea finally pulled it into powder.

The next moment, an ethereal voice resounded through the broken void.

"What a arrogant descendant. His words and behavior style are full of hostility."

The world was silent, and all the immortals looked at the place where they made a sound.

Diqing's face was dignified. He smelled the breath that only belonged to Dayan immortal.

A dark red void was torn open, and then a middle-aged body with hands came out of it.

The breath surging around him was more pure and unfathomable than Yan Xian. With his walking, even the broken heaven began to be repaired slowly.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a long elegant shirt and his clean face was quite elegant and extraordinary.

After coming here, he looked at the sword matchless and shook his head slowly, "I don't like the hostility emitted by you very much, but in order not to delay my time, you leave here and I'll let you live."

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth, "what are you?"

The rather elegant middle-aged man was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that a small Yan Xian would open his mouth to humiliate him.

When he reacts, the original elegant gown suddenly vibrates, and an unimaginable power beyond Yan Xian covers the whole broken void.

Under such pressure, all the immortals felt bored, and the immortal source shrank. Even the derivative force flowing in the immortal body slowed to a certain extent.

"What an outspoken young boy. Since you want to die, I will promise you to die!"