Chapter 4767?

For a moment, the air fell into a dead silence of silence.

Jian Wushuang quickly understood why Zheng Ying looked surprised, because he has now transformed into the face of an ordinary guard, which is completely different from the previous face.

That's why Zheng Ying didn't recognize that he was Jian Wushuang from the Great Voyage.

It's just that the time and place when the two of them meet again at this moment are so strange.

Why did this woman who disappeared quietly after the first battle of the Swirling Heaven suddenly appear in Beitian Xianzhou, and it seemed that she came to kill Young Master Mo.

Could it be that she is the messenger of a certain emperor under the throne of Zhenwuyang?

Jian Wushuang was a little uncertain, but opened his mouth slightly but said nothing, then turned around to leave.

At this moment, a sudden big crisis behind him made him suddenly tilt his head.

Then, a real sword swirling around with its power, almost rubbed his neck and stabbed forward, with a trace of blood.

If it hadn't been avoided in time, this sword would have been enough to inflict heavy damage on Jian Wushuang!

After he escaped the crisis, he turned to look at Zheng Ying, his eyes sinking like water.

Zheng Ying's beautiful face was as cold as frost at the moment, holding the sword in his right hand, without even saying a word, he once again carried Yan Li to kill Xiang Jian Wushuang.

"What's wrong with you?"

In the middle of the meal, the two fingers clamped the blade that went straight to his face. Jian Wushuang suppressed his anger and said this to Zheng Ying, "Do you really think I am a soft persimmon?"

Zheng Ying, who remained in the front stabbing state, froze again, and her icy eyes began to have some doubts, because she heard something familiar from the words of the young guard in front of her.

But the next moment, an even colder killing intent erupted. From behind Zheng Ying, a hundred majestic powers suddenly appeared, all of which suppressed Jian Wushuang.

Rao Shi thought of his old feelings again, and Jian Wushuang also became angry. He suddenly slammed his palm in front of him, and fought against those Yan Li.

A burst of martyrdom erupted under the hibiscus tree.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang pointed out again and turned into several water dragons, trapping Zheng Ying.

He didn't want to put Zheng Ying to death,

After all, she was one of the few people she met when she first came to Dayanhuan, so she was just trying to trap her.

It's just that the more this is the case, the more fiercely Zheng Ying resists, surpassing the strength of ordinary Yanxian, making Jian Wushuang a headache.

"What are you going to do, don't go too far, Zheng Ying!" Jian Wushuang looked at the woman in front of him and said solemnly.

Zheng Ying, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, "How did you know my name taboo?"

Jian Wushuang also fell silent when he heard the words. Only then did he realize that he could not reveal any news about himself at all.

In the end, he emptied and pushed Zheng Ying away.

"Don't care who I am, I advise you, Young Master Mo had better not kill him."

After leaving this sentence, Jian Wushuang obviously didn't want to be entangled any more, so he turned around and left.

Looking at the somewhat familiar back, Zheng Ying did not chase, but turned to look at Young Master Mo, who was lying under the hibiscus tree, looking like a gossamer.

After several fights and escapes, Young Master Mo has already looked away, and there is only unwillingness in his eyes.

Under the fight between Diqing and Dayanxian, the entire Xiaoxianzhou and even the North Tianxianzhou were on the verge of collapse.

The old roots of the hibiscus tree have been broken, and the gravel is falling.

Zheng Ying stepped forward, facing the setting sun, without any hesitation, cut off the head of Young Master Mo with a sword.

Then, she stretched out her palm again and released the majestic force to easily crush his immortal source.

At this point, the fifth emperor of Zhenwuyang, the son of Mo.

Falling under the hibiscus tree.

Beitian Xianzhou, which was supported by the fortune of Young Master Mo Dizi, began to collapse, and all the avenues and luck began to be disordered.

The world is mourning, this is the reaction of the death of the emperor.

And Zheng Ying, the Terminator of everything, looked at the lifeless head in his hand, and waved his hand to intercept the last fate of Young Master Mo belonging to the Emperor.

In the end, the head turned into a handful of powder and sprinkled under the hibiscus tree.

The emperor passed away, and the avenues of heaven and earth trembled.

At this moment, Yanxian, or Dayanxian, who were fighting in the Northern Heaven Immortal State, noticed it.

Jian Wushuang turned around and looked at it for the last time with a complicated expression, the figure standing under the hibiscus tree, and then quickly left.

When Young Master Mo finally dies, all Yanxian or Dayanxian present will definitely be thoroughly investigated by Heavenly Court.

If any clues are left, it will be a disaster!

Jian Wushuang would never forget that, in addition to Zhenwuyang, who had the fate of the emperor, there were ninety-nine Dayan Immortals in the entire Heavenly Court.

Any of them is a supreme power who has absolute strength to fight against Di Qing alone.

So right now, fleeing quickly is the most correct choice.

Chen Qing and Chunqiu, who were desperately resisting, only felt their whole body loose. The mysterious Five Swordsmen stopped their offensive and shouted to the sky in unison, "Young Master Mo is dead, withdraw!"

The two Dayan Immortals, whose bodies were mottled with divine blood, immediately gave up the confrontation with Diqing and prepared to escape.

"Want to run? Leave it all for me!" Di Qing shouted angrily, shaking his arms, he grabbed them.

The two Dayan Immortals hurriedly turned their power to resist, and at the same time said solemnly, "Young Master Mo is dead, and Heavenly Court will definitely investigate. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave if you want to leave later!"

Di Qing smiled savagely, "There's so much time, I'll kill you first, and it's not too late to leave!"

"Brainless idiot." Since they couldn't get out, the two Dayan Immortals were also anxious. At this point, the more they stayed here, the more impossible it would be to escape.

But Diqing didn't let them go, and they started fighting again for a while.

"Chunqiu, Chen Qing, go!" A deep shout resounded, Jian Wushuang was like electricity, carrying the general trend, and directly swayed the blockade of the five swordsmen, helping the two.

Chen Qing and Chunqiu nodded, and the three quickly fled together.

"Brother Jian, is Young Master Mo really dead?" Chen Qing couldn't help asking while fleeing.

He still couldn't believe that the fifth emperor under the throne of Zhenwuyang died so simply?

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, "The luck has been dissipated, and there is absolutely no chance of survival."

Chen Qing nodded, whether it was joy or worry in his eyes, "Damn, I beat him so hastily, I forgot to put a hot piss on the Temple of Heaven."

"..."

"Don't think about it too much, let's get out of here first."

The Northern Heaven Xianzhou is extremely vast, but as the emperor's luck dissipated, the avenues were extremely chaotic, and the entire Xianzhou was irreversibly shattered.

And Jian Wushuang is going to run away from Kai Xianzhou with all his strength before the arrival of Heavenly Court, and hide his breath as much as possible.

The current chaotic situation is exactly what he wants. As long as he leaves Xianzhou, even if the emperor comes in person, it is impossible to notice that he has come.