Why does Dayan immortal, who is almost extinct in the whole big division, always appear around jianwushuang!

On the contrary, his anger calmed childe Chu down. Facing Nan Xuan, who was a big Yan immortal, he no longer shook hard, but retreated slowly.

The meaning of brilliant red gold dissipates slowly, and the broken void returns to dead silence.

The sword standing with the sword stood in its place. In front of him, the bodies of the twenty quasi Dayan immortals disappeared, and even no ashes were left.

Just a face-to-face room, directly erase 20 quasi Dayan immortals.

This situation even exceeded his expectations.

But jianwushuang soon knew that this was almost an inevitable situation.

With one sword and two swords from nanxuan, it is impossible for the twenty quasi Dayan immortals to survive.

Looking at the devastated sky and the void, jianmatchless knew that he and the childe had to fight endlessly.

Ignoring the childe's correction, Nan Xuan quickly came to him and said, "go."

But jianwushuang shook his head, "you go first and give it to me first."

Nanxuan said anxiously, "what are you doing here? It's unwise not to go at this time!"

However, jianwushuang firmly motioned him to go first.

"Then don't blame me." Nan Xuan said, and then he was ready to clamp it.

"Why do you have to?" Sword matchless sighed and stopped him, "if you don't go again, you can't go away."

Nanxuan shouted, "even if you can't walk away, who can get this seat?"

The next moment, a more ancient, silent breath woke up without any sign.

That kind of breath broke away from the shackles of the existing heaven, and the heaven began to collapse and break.

That is the breath from the ancient times!

Aware of the coming of such breath, Nan Xuan swallowed the words back into his stomach.

His eyebrows beat, "little friend, how much trouble have you caused..."

The sword was unparalleled, and there was bitterness in his eyes.

Only those terrible beings in ancient times can crush the way of heaven with breath alone.

The terrible existence from that era will never be less than nine turns.

Jiuzhuan Dayan immortal is a unique existence. Even if the sword can kill three Zhuan Dayan immortals and even fight against six Zhuan Dayan immortals, he has no power to fight back against jiuzhuan Dayan immortals.

Not to mention, all those who have this nostalgic atmosphere are giants!

Childe Chu showed a cruel smile. I don't know when a slender figure appeared behind him.

Seeing the appearance of the figure, the unparalleled eyes of the sword were frozen, and their eyes showed a look of disbelief.

That figure made him remember deeply. Even now, he hasn't forgotten it at all.

Damian center, sleeping in the ancient existence of Changfu mountain, Changfu!

That is to destroy the terrible existence of a true life with one's own strength, and finally completely perish.

But now, the reappearance of Long Fu makes the sword unparalleled, like falling into an ice cave.

The childe straightened back slowly.

Long Fu, wearing a landscape shirt, nodded slightly, and then walked slowly forward.

Nan Xuan swallowed his throat and his face was a little unnatural. As a Dayan immortal, he naturally felt the terrible smell of Changfu at the first time.

He finally understood the meaning of jianwushuang's previous words. Now even if he wants to go, he can't go away.

The four eyes were facing each other in the distance. Facing the long hand, the sword was unparalleled and never stepped back.

"Long time no see." Long Fu nodded slightly and made a friendly gesture.

Although he was a little surprised, he returned the gift.

"Diqing, but it's okay?" Chang Fu asked again.

Sword matchless nodded, "OK, the injury recovered well."

In this way, they began to discuss with each other.

This made Nan Xuan look stunned, and the childe couldn't hang his face.

He said in a deep voice, "elder Chang Fu, please wipe out all enemies!"

As the command came down, the void returned to silence.

Sword matchless knows that those who should come always come back.

An invisible sword with divine patterns appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to the long hand.

Nan Xuan was shocked. He even felt that this scene was extremely untrue.

A little Yanxian turned his sword finger nine to a big Yanxian?

"Don't blame your duty." The long hand said in a low voice, and then gave directions.

In an instant, the void was broken and the way of heaven collapsed.

This finger directly broke all the obstacles and fell on the unparalleled sword.

"Pooh!"

God's blood spilled, his chest was completely broken, and he didn't even make any effective resistance.

Nan Xuan was shocked and hurried to help the sword, but another attack of Chang Fu fell on him.

The pain and sharp pain spread all over the body and bones in an instant. Nan Xuan only felt that the whole back was completely crushed, and the fairy source was rapidly dissipated.

"Damn..." before he finished, he completely fainted.

In a short period of ten breath, jianwushuang became a blood man and had no resistance at all.

He hugged the fainted long hand and could only breathe.

Seeing this scene, although the childe couldn't believe it, the ecstasy soon dispelled his doubts.

Holding a long sword, childe Chu decided to cut the sword himself!

But before he started, Chang Fu took a step ahead of him and opened his hand again.

Looking at the past, the breath of death gushed out of his palm, causing hundreds of millions of miles of emptiness to collapse and break.

The violent and turbulent vigorous wind drilled out of the crack and crushed everything.

The unparalleled body shape of the sword was finally engulfed by the void vigorous wind and disappeared.

The childe was shocked and said, "what about the unparalleled sword?"

Long Fu chin first way, "has been hanged in the void turbulence."

"No, it's impossible. He died like this?" Childe, I can't believe it.

Yan Xian, who was regarded as his greatest enemy, died in such a hurry?

Childe Chu reconfirmed, "elder Chang Fu, he is really dead. There is no possibility of resurrection?"

Long Fu nodded, "Your Highness, it's impossible. No Yan immortal can escape from me."

When he was confirmed, he nodded and recovered his calm. He didn't seem to be affected by joy.

"That's very good. Let's go back first and make plans later."

After staying in place for a period of time, the childe's body shape of correction and long support finally disappeared into the void.

Everything was quiet again.

In this war, more than ten planes of the heaven were broken, and the void was full of holes.

As far as I can see, it is all the violent void vigorous wind.

But in this chaotic and violent void vigorous wind, a pair of eyes with a touch of gold quietly opened.

"At the beginning, Diqing was merciful and left me alive. Now, I'll pay him back."