Chapter 4761 ? Battle of Dayan Immortal

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and said, "Young Master Mo, he can't die now. The news of his death will be broken."

"Then, is Raoshizi's Tianzi bone armor more important than life?" Chen Qing was also a little anxious. He was more aware of the aura in the Heavenly Palace than Jian Wushuang.

It is precisely because he is clear that he wants to prevent Jian Wushuang from going to death.

"Of course not life is important," Jian Wushuang smiled, "but this situation is the best situation."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight forward, not at all afraid of the chaotic and collapsed Heavenly Temple.

"Brother Chen Qing, are you afraid?" Chun Qiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, then caught up with Jian Wushuang without the slightest hesitation.

"Who, who is afraid, this small scene can deter me Chen Qing." Chen Qing was anxious, and then followed with gritted teeth.

In the chaotic Heavenly Palace, Dingxiu and Yanxian were dying continuously, the ground completely collapsed, and the entire Heavenly Palace was in a state of shaky state.

The seven figures are like seven rocks, and no one Yanxian can shake them.

Young Master Mo, who was nailed to the temple chair by a sword pierced through his cheekbones, stopped howling miserably, grasped the blade tightly in his hand, and pulled the whole real sword out of his head.

At this moment, Young Master Mo, the entire left side of his face was replaced by a huge blood hole, and even one eyeball was shattered.

As the son of the emperor of the entire Great Division, how could he have suffered such a terrifying humiliation.

"Kill them all for me, and leave no one behind." The voice resounded like weeping blood, and the black robe who had saved his life before nodded respectfully, "Yes, Fifth Young Master."

Stepping out one step, Wan Jun's supreme force swayed away, stopping the white-hot killing.

The black robe stretched out the palm of the old man and slowly pulled down the hood, revealing an old face full of wrinkles.

"Offer the heads, and I will let you die, otherwise you will be crushed." The ancient voice resounded from the black robe's mouth.

Behind him, there is a dim black light wheel.

If Jian Wushuang was there at this time, you would find that this black halo was exactly the same as the halo behind the elders that were seen in the Heavenly Court.

This is a sign that Cong Yanxian has completely entered Dayanxian.

The seven figures did not seem to be intimidated by a Dayan Immortal.

There were two figures on the spot, the arms shook, and a halo appeared behind them.

It's the two Great Yanxians again

Dingxiu and Yanxian, who had originally planned to go forward desperately, after seeing this scene, all consciously stepped back and stayed away from the battlefield.

"It's really big, I said why you are not afraid, it turns out that you have already made full preparations," Hei Pao's old eyes showed no fear at all, "With me here, you will never be able to hurt Fifth Young Master."

With a cold snort, the young guard who showed the realm of Dayan Immortal took a step forward, and his palms approached.

A blow that completely surpassed Yanxian's strength, Gai smashed into the black robe.

The black robe resisted and sent shock waves.

Under these shock waves, even the huge pillars in the hall were shattered by the impact, and even Yanxian could not stop.

Young Master Mo was blown away directly, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He watched with the only eye left, as if he was looking for something.

At the first moment of the outbreak of the war, the silver bell snuggled up to his side disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Five sons, run away, run away!" Baipao Yanxian, who had been following Young Master Mo, appeared at the right time, and dragged him to prepare to escape.

Young Master Mo turned a deaf ear, his hideous face expressionless, "You say, is it Young Master Jiu or the rest of the brothers who want to kill me?"

"Don't think about this for now, hurry up and flee to heaven." Bai Pao Yanxian was also frightened by the current scene.

The assassination of the two Dayan Immortals, such a terrifying handwriting, I am afraid that the entire Da Siyu has no power to come up with, but now it has actually appeared.

"Young Master Jiu, it must be Young Master Jiu, I want him to pay for his life" Young Master Mo burst out, his breath rising at an incredible speed.

The two Dayan Immortals who were in the second town and the first waved their palms when they saw that Young Master Mo was still alive, and the remaining five body shapes grasped it, and directly tore the siege and rushed over.

Even if Young Master Mo has mastered and comprehended an immortal style, it has no effect on the current situation.

When the poisonous snake behind him showed his fangs, it was too late and he was powerless.

The white-robed Yanxian who stood in front of him only had time to reach out to resist, and the next moment he turned into a powder.

Young Master Mo was stunned in place, facing the figure that was about to surround him, motionless.

At this moment, a figure carrying the general trend, moving clouds and riding the wind, rushed into the hall at an unimaginable speed.

None of the five figures who surrounded Young Master Mo in the middle noticed this scene.

At the moment, a tall and thin figure held a real sword in his hand, and there was no extra stab at his Xianyuan position.

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The tall and thin figure only felt a heavy kick in the back, and then the whole person flew out.

With one kick, the siege kicked out a gap, and Jian Wushuang picked up Young Master Mo and stepped back without any pause.

Seeing the other four figures, they all reached out and shook hands.

Jian Wushuang only felt chest tightness for a while, and the speed of his retreat slowed down for a moment.

"Chasing" the five people stopped drinking in unison, and captured Xiang Jian Wushuang.

But then a majestic sword intent surged up from behind Jian Wushuang, like a big river and sea, directly pushing towards the five figures.

"I said, can you change your goals, like me?"

Holding a sword in his left hand and holding a pair of ear jugs in his right hand, Chen Qing's extremely free and easy figure stood in front of several people.

"Go away." The five figures rushed towards him in unison.

Chen Qing snorted and drew his sword to fight.

After taking a moment of breath, Young Master Mo looked at the ordinary-looking guard with a heroic appearance, and felt a familiar aura inexplicably.

Looking at Young Master Mo, who was in a bad situation right now, Jian Wushuang directly pressed him against a giant pillar with one hand, and then took out a sky-shaped bone armor covered with dense patterns from his arms.

"Give this to me."

"What, what?" Young Master Mo looked at Jian Wushuang, who was not a good person, and looked at the celestial bone armor in his hand, inexplicably feeling a little familiar.

"Don't play tricks on me, hand this thing to me, and I will spare your life, otherwise, I will rush to smash your Xianyuan before they want to kill you." Jian Wushuang said in a cold voice. .

Young Master Mo shivered inexplicably, and his strong desire to live made his memories of the past gradually come to his mind.

"I seem to have a piece of this thing in my arms."