Chapter 4740? 1 Point Mountains and Rivers

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

Here, there are already very few Yanxian who can stand on the ground.

The weaker Young Master Lin dragged Young Master Yu at the last moment and went straight out of the game.

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

Young Master Jiu's face was gloomy, his white-toothed court clothes were already broken, and his long black hair was fluttering in the wind.

Standing on the opposite side of him is the little emperor who has a mouth full of blood and a breathless breath.

The palm of his hand holding the soft sword was shaking, but he still looked at Gong Zijiu with disdain and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Say one last time, hand over Xiantao to me, and then get out of the game." Young Master Jiu's voice became colder and colder, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The little emperor with a tinge of red on his cheeks coughed out a ray of divine blood, and then said quietly, "You said, how many days have Xiantao been with this emperor, should it be six days?"

Young Master Jiu's expression turned cold. It had indeed been six days since Xiantao had disappeared. During these six days, he had the opportunity to kill the little emperor several times, but he did not kill him because of some concerns.

This also causes time to pass quickly.

Once Xiantao stayed in the hands of a certain Yanxian for seven days, the battle for winning the peach came to an end.

And this is the last day.

"You really don't intend to give it to me?" The young master took a step forward, and the terrifying power swept up.

It seems that Xiao Dijun's thin body may fall down at any time.

But there was no fear in his eyes at all, and the sarcasm was more obvious, "Idiot, you don't really think Xiantao is in my hands, do you?"

Young Master Jiu's eyes narrowed, and when he was about to speak, a stone filled with Yanli hit the back of his head without warning.

"Idiot, look here."

A clear voice sounded, and looking around, a black-shirted ranger was holding a peach in his left hand, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

The son rectified his pupils and shrank, he clearly remembered his blow,

It has already been beheaded.

"Why didn't you die?"

"If I die, how can I take revenge myself?" Putting Xiantao into his arms, Jian Wushuang said calmly.

The next moment, he abruptly set off, carrying the boundless momentum, and slammed into Young Master Jiu happily and fearlessly.

Looking at the figure that came back, the little emperor let out a deep breath and completely relaxed.

The most magnificent of the Heavenly Gates slammed down, and the unparalleled surging power almost completely suppressed Young Master Jiu at the moment of collision.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang pulled out the Tailuo Divine Sword and slashed down with great force.

One sword is worthy of ten thousand swords, and Jian Wushuang, who has recovered to his peak, opens and closes his sword style, full of tyrannical and arrogant meaning, for a time, the oppressive son Kuu is difficult to fight back.

Young Master Jiu was very aggrieved, and at the same time he also understood why Young Master Yu was difficult to match before.

This Yanxian is unusual!

A sword intent burst out from the stars, rivers, lakes and seas, and the terrifying sword intent swept up, causing Young Master Jiu, who was too late to be prepared, to suffer a heavy loss!

With a kick out, Jian Wushuang took advantage of his strength to retreat thousands of feet, leaving the battle circle.

The white-toothed court clothes were completely shattered, and the skin cut by thousands of sword intents oozes the blood of the red god.

Young Master Jiu was furious to the extreme. The seemingly terrifying sword intent was only torn apart, and it was not even a serious injury. This was simply an insult to him.

He couldn't bear it, and between the palms of his hands, a pale red picture scroll spread out.

At the same time, a chaotic aura like silk and mist condensed behind Young Master Jiu, with unimaginable power surging.

Jian Wushuang also put away his contempt. He could feel that these moves had surpassed the existing realm.

"Damn it, since you came back to die, then I will fulfill you!" Young Master Jiu couldn't hold back his rage, and at the same time he stretched out his palms abruptly.

The chaotic aura that was as silky as fog came from behind.

Jian Wushuang wanted to avoid it, but found that the pale red picture scroll that spread to his feet at some point, as if some kind of restriction, bound him firmly in place.

Two Pang Jue immortals surrounded Xiang Jian Wushuang, he could not survive at all!

There was even a sneer on Yingwu's face.

The chaotic aura of silky fog engulfed Jian Wushuang without any accident.

The little emperor, who was watching from a distance, was suddenly startled, and he truly understood how terrifying Young Master Jiu was.

If you don't have an immortal style by your side, there is absolutely no way to escape from his hands!

And even if Jian Wushuang is too powerful, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape.

"This guy can never die so easily." The little emperor shook his head and looked into the distance.

There, the chaotic aura of the unknown troll seemed to be eating something.

There was a flash of happiness on Gong Zijiu's face, seeing those who dared to resist him die in front of him, there is nothing more pleasant than this.

Looking at the chaotic aura that kept squirming, he calculated that the time was almost up, and he waved his hand and prepared to recall.

However, the next moment, an extremely abrupt mountain peak suddenly lifted the chaotic aura.

At the same time, a vertical waterfall hangs down from the sky, pouring down completely.

Another round of the great sun appeared out of thin air, shining brightly.

This kind of strange weather actually dispelled the chaotic atmosphere in a moment.

You know, that is the most difficult immortal style to deal with.

Young Master Jiu widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

When the chaotic aura completely dissipated, the thin and firm figure appeared again!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang has boundless stars reflected in his eyes.

Between his eyebrows, a galaxy composed of seven stars is slowly rhythmically moving.

Facing Young Master Jiu, he pointed it out.

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

At the same time, natural scenes, such as Changfeng, mountains, rivers, and big sun, appear one after another.

The unimaginable scene actually appeared on the same stage at this moment, and all of them were thrown at Gongzi Jiu.

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

The magnificent galaxy that was previously constructed in his mind was now visualized by him.

The so-called little mountains and rivers, is a thought of mountains and rivers.

The thoughts of the heart are mountains and rivers of their own.

All these wonders are what Jian Wushuang thought.

I can do whatever I want, the mountains and rivers are all for me.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang can use everything in the entire heaven.

The two-fingered halberd Zhang Zhang, the giant mountain divine peak that had been torn off by Young Master Yu, unexpectedly grew out of the clouds at this moment, facing Young Master Jiu, the boundless divine peak covered down.

Young Master Jiu, who barely got rid of the giant water and endured the scorching sun, was already miserable.

Such means, turned out to be immortal!

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