Chapter 4883? Jian Wushuang Died

Yanxian is Yanxian, and Dayanxian is Dayanxian.

The gap between the two is too vast, even if it is a quasi-Dayanxian who has realized the immortal style, it is almost impossible to fight against the Dayanxian.

So Chang Duo Ling couldn't believe it, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his eyes turned cold in the end, "That's a pity, I will never let you leave alive today."

The corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth slowly evoked a sneer, "I was able to threaten you the first time, but the second time is not just a threat."

Chang Duo Ling sneered likewise, and the next moment his figure suddenly dissipated, turning into countless wisps of smoke and dust.

Standing on the spot, Jian Wushuang condensed an invisible sword in an instant, blocking it in front of him.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the sword in his hand shattered directly, and he retreated a hundred feet with his figure!

Qi and blood surged, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, restraining the divine blood that was about to pour out.

It was an understatement that hit him hard.

Chang Duo Ling, who was promoted to rank three, was completely different from before. Whether it was the control of Yanli or the use of immortal style, it had risen to a new level.

He has already held the mentality of killing him, and his shots are several times fierce.

He stretched out his hand, and a halberd of stars condensed from the stars fell into his hand.

This is the real fight!

The endless void was torn apart, and all Yanxian sighed.

The little emperor has also woken up, unable to condense the source of immortality, but survived on the basis of this, his face is not pale, but full of morbid blush.

With the help of the thin purple robe, he watched the battle intently.

This is an extremely unequal realm, but it is caught in a fierce battle.

Chang Duo Ling held a halberd with flowing stars, and with every attack, Jian Wushuang kept retreating.

"Originally, I regarded Jianxiu as a joke. The number of Jianxiu Yanxian who died in my hands was no less than fifty, and they were all just a mob. However, now you have changed my opinion."

"If you live,

It is an easy move to be able to ascend to the Sword Immortal, or to establish a sect, or to take charge of the Hundred Heavenly Domains. "

"But if you are alive, I can't return to life, and it is absolutely not allowed for me."

Chang Duo's voice was cold and his eyes were sharp, "So, you must die in my hands."

After he finished the last sentence, the star halberd in his hand slashed down suddenly, as if he was carrying endless stars and rolled down.

The invisible long sword shattered in response, Jian Wushuang's chest was torn apart, and a long and narrow bloodstain appeared.

Then Chang Duo suddenly deformed the star halberd in his hand, turning it into a soft whip, directly binding him.

"Goodbye." He smiled strangely, pointing his palm like a knife, carrying endless power, and directly severing Jian Wushuang's right arm with one palm.

God's blood spilled into the void.

"Not good." Chun Qiu was startled, and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Di Qing.

Di Qing looked at him and said in a condensed voice, "Even Jian Wushuang can't deal with it. Even if you all go up, you will only be a dead end."

Chunqiu naturally understood, but if he didn't save Jian Wushuang, he would be completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, he seemed to have caught the last straw, looked at Di Qing and said, "Here, only you can save Brother Jian."

As a rank nine Dayan Immortal, Di Qing is in the absolute realm. He has grown to rank 9 since the ancient times, and he has reached the pinnacle of his power, so he can easily crush him, but he has just been promoted to rank three. often orders.

But all this must be established before he loses his true life.

He has already lost two true lives, and the battle with Changfu has left him still in a state of weakness, but even so, he was still able to save Jian Wushuang from Chang Duoling's hands.

However, now he does not intend to save Jian Wushuang, he can feel that Jian Wushuang needs such a bloody battle that is not equal at all.

"I will shoot when necessary, but not now." Di Qing said, "I have a hunch that this will never be his limit."

"But..." Chunqiu finally didn't say anything, and looked at the void solemnly.

At this moment, the void seemed to be soaked in divine blood, and Jian Wushuang was tortured!

Every inch of his immortal body was crushed into powder by Chang Duo Ling mercilessly.

"Let me guess where your fairy source is, your heart? Your head?"

Chang Duo made a sneer, and the immortal body turned into powder wherever his palm passed.

Jian Wushuang couldn't move, so he could only let him dismantle the immortal body.

That kind of bone-piercing pain made his temples sweat like pulp, but even so, he didn't say a word, and looked at Chang Duoling coldly.

Chang Duo made him look at him, making him even more embarrassed. He hated this extremely calm gaze. It was against common sense to be so calm even though he was already a dying person.

This kind of gaze seemed to carry disdain and contempt, making him even more murderous, and punched out directly, smashing Jian Wushuang's belly!

"It's unfortunate that you met me. If there is reincarnation, remember to restrain yourself."

Chang Duo Ling said in a cold voice, raised his arms high, and the back cover came down.

Thousands of stars disappeared at the same time, and the general trend radiated directly shattered Jian Wushuang's entire immortal body.

A stream of light disappeared, and finally completely escaped into the air.

Seeing this scene, Yanxian was heartbroken, and such an unequal bloody battle finally ended.

Then, Di Qing, whose face was ashen to the extreme, appeared in front of Chang Duo Ling, and he was still a step too late.

"Damn chopsticks, do you know the consequences?!"

Di Qing was furious, and ten wings suddenly burst out from behind, revealing the realm of power generation that was not concealed at all.

Rank Nine Dayan Immortal!

The endless coercion, like 10,000 heavenly realms falling down, that kind of chilling from the bottom of my heart made Chang Duo startled.

He knew very clearly what this level of coercion represented, and it was an existence even more terrifying than him.

At this moment, Di Qing was completely furious. He slammed Chang Duo Ling with his palm regardless of the damage to his true life.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, in the face of such a blow, Chang Duoling was directly sent hundreds of feet away.

"Chopsticks, prepare to die."

Di Qing stepped forward slowly, the power of his body seemed to be burning, and the wings of the ten directions were rhythmically moving behind him, exuding a general trend.

In the golden cage on the hibiscus tree in Xianzhou, Beitian, he slept for an unknown number of years.

Until the anxious boy who seemed to have a certain purpose appeared in his eyes, he felt that there seemed to be another road in front of him.

Entering the sand devil's cave, breaking into the former heaven, and going to Da Mitian, everything brought him a different feeling.

And he is also unknowingly, willing to do things that he should not care about.

Maybe it's been silent for too long, and the endless years are too long, which made him change some of his attention.

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