Chapter 4684?

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "It sounds like you are very experienced."

"Naturally, this is not the first time I have done this." The thin figure said, "However, you don't seem to be panic at all, which is somewhat unexpected to me."

"It's useless to panic, it's better to think about how to leave next." Jian Wushuang looked around and said solemnly.

"I advise you not to think about it, even if you are Yanxian, there is absolutely no way you can escape from here." The thin figure said in a low voice, as if he had tried all the methods he could think of.

Jian Wushuang no longer spoke, but looked at the dark abyss beneath him.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Chunqiu, what's your name?" Picking a very remote corner, he said comfortably with a thin figure.

"Jian Wushuang." He said succinctly.

The thin figure named Chunqiu raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The muddy black vines that seemed unwilling to fight for the sake of two fish that slipped through the net stopped twitching, and the entire abyss fell into a strange silence.

A touch of golden light poured out from the corner of Jian Wushuang's eyes, and at the same time, the four seasons domain of Tai Luo Kendo quietly covered the entire abyss.

"Jian Wushuang, did you hear anything?" Chun Qiu raised his head and asked cautiously.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, and the next moment he hurriedly shouted, "Run!"

However, it was already too late, the surrounding stone walls burst open at the same time, and countless black vines like giant pythons swarmed out, squeezing towards the two of them.

Since Jian Wushuang had already released his domain vigilance, while the vines were squeezing in, he jumped into the air and barely avoided it.

When Chunqiu reacted, it was too late, and was dragged directly into the abyss by the vines.

"Jian Wushuang—"

"This guy!" Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed into the depths of the abyss.

The power of radiance that emerged in his eyes allowed him to easily penetrate the darkness.

The further down, the more densely packed the python-like vines were, and there was almost no space left for the feet.

And the figure of Chunqiu,

I don't know where for a while.

He waved his hand to call out the invisible sword, and the vast aura of the unparalleled swordsmanship immediately surged and raged.

Perhaps sensing the crisis, dozens of vines rushed upstream.

Jian Wushuang raised his sword and smashed it.

The mighty force, so that every style of Wushuang swordsmanship can easily reach the top, although he is bound, but the sword intent of the world is proud, or easily tore open the siege.

At this time, Chun Qiu's incomparably thin figure also appeared in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

He swung his sword to cut off the vines that bound him, and Jian Wushuang's mouth and nose poured out divine blood.

"Are you all right?" Chunqiu Yusheng asked, gasping for breath.

Jian Wushuang didn't answer, just grabbed his collar and prepared to leave.

The next moment, countless vines knotted each other on top of their heads, blocking the way.

"Damn, does this thing have long eyes!" Chun Qiu drank in a low voice, and an equally majestic aura emerged from his body.

Grandparents!

Jian Wushuang glanced at this slightly, but then turned his gaze to the abyss below him.

Never liked the passive Jian Wushuang, and directly released the first style of Xinghehuhai Jianyi, Xing.

The vastness of power condensed the supreme sword intent, and swept vertically and horizontally under this abyss, as if pouring boiling oil into the water, and a shock broke out completely.

Yan Li has sublimated the entire Wushuang Kendo to another level, even if it is the ancestor level, Jian Wushuang is confident that one strike will destroy it.

Under this supreme sword intent, the vines shattered in a large area, and a human-like howl resounded under the abyss.

On the other hand, Chunqiu swallowed in disbelief.

These vines living in the depths of Montenegro and possessing the best of luck, are so difficult to deal with, even if Yanxian comes here, they are helpless.

But right now, it was completely destroyed by this guy who entered the mountain for the first time, which is too terrifying.

"Since he has such strength, how could he be caught here?" A series of question marks exploded in Chun Qiu's mind, but there were no answers.

Almost at the same time that the sword intent dissipated, Jian Wushuang was astonished and headed straight to the depths of the abyss.

Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then followed with gritted teeth.

The invisible sword in his hand cut off all the vines, and a pair of eyes surging with Xuanhe Divine Mark seemed to see the real behind-the-scenes watching, and suddenly threw the long sword in his hand.

"Zheng!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing was heard, and at the same time, a pitch-black figure looked at Jian Wushuang in the dark, and was about to leave.

"Want to go?" Jian Wushuang let out a low voice, and a small Heavenly Gate of Quanjie appeared, directly rolling towards the pitch-black figure.

Although it was transformed from divine power into derivative force, the purest divine pattern remained unchanged.

The palm covered with colorful Huamang came down, reflecting the dark figure with no place to hide.

Only then did the two see clearly what the dark figure looked like.

The long face, like the skin of a thousand-year-old tree, is hideous and ugly, perhaps due to the long-term survival in extremely dark places, the eyes are severely degraded, the size of a mung bean.

And those giant python-like vines are the hair of this jet-black figure.

Seeing this, Chun Qiu had a look of disgust in his eyes, "Sure enough, there is no one who likes to suck blood, but none of them looks worthy of the audience."

The magnificent palm suppressed him without any suspense, but Jian Wushuang was not relaxed, and another ray of divine blood poured out of his mouth.

Forcibly using Yanli, the confinement emanating from the chain iron plate between the neck deepened.

Chunqiu became even more nervous, "I, I said Jian Wushuang, are you really okay? It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, I think we might as well leave soon."

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and stared down at him.

When the divine light emanating from the Heavenly Gate of the Power Realm completely dissipated, the dark figure was revealed.

Although most of the Taoist robe on his body was broken, it did not damage its origin at all.

Perhaps it was to test out that Jian Wushuang could not do him any harm, two mung bean-sized eyes rolled around, his entire body rose against the storm, turned into his true form, and swallowed the two of them in one bite.

Beyond the ancestral level, the power that belongs to Yanxian is like the deep sea, roaring and swallowing.

Chunqiu's face was as pale as earth, and all three souls and seven souls were almost scared out.

Only Jian Wushuang was not afraid, an invisible sword condensed in his hand, and a sword without fancy pierced out.

This ordinary sword can turn the sky and shake the ground, and it is a sword that is independent of Wushuang Kendo.

It is the favorite sword of sword fairy Ding Baiyi, and it is the absolute sword.

After one sword, there are 100,000 swords.

One hundred thousand sword beams broke through the darkness together, and all poured out on the dark figure of Yanxian.

The pride in the small eyes of the two mung beans was replaced by panic before they even showed it.

How could it be possible for him to use a sword that was suppressed in the mysterious realm? !

But this sword was indeed used completely, as if Ding Baiyi was holding hands to help.

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