Chapter 4919? Cangyu Bell

Seeing that his own safety was guaranteed, Young Master Yu let out a sigh of relief and looked at him with a grin.

"It's really funny, instead of escaping, you're throwing yourself into the net?"

"Tell me what benefits Young Master Yan has given you to save him so recklessly?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, but did not speak, apparently too lazy to reply to him.

As if feeling that he was being despised, Young Master Yu felt annoyed in his heart, but quickly calmed down.

"No matter what benefits Young Master Yan has given you, I will give you even more benefits, as long as you stay by my side, how?"

"His son Yan is by no means a good person. He can even kill his own younger brother. Do you think it will end well if you stay by his side?"

"Follow me instead of following him. I promise you, I will give you what you want."

Young Master Yu said slowly, a proud look flashed in his eyes.

And the next moment, what responded to him was an extremely sharp sword intent.

He was startled and hurriedly changed his body, but he was still a step too late, and the incomparable sword intent left a deep wound directly on his cheek.

The blood of the gods kept dripping, soaking his golden armor.

"Damn it, how dare you hurt me?!"

Young Master Yu was so angry that he let the blood drip from his face, he suddenly raised his sword, "All Yanxian will spare no expense, kill him for me!"

The overwhelming Yanxian rolled over, and Haosheng's Yan force poured down.

Jian Wushuang still stood in place, drew the sword with his hand, exhausted his power, and released Wushuang Kendo again.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe Lake Sea Sword Intent, the second style.

river.

The long river of kendo that started out of nowhere, shattered the void and gushed out from every crack, then gathered a line, madly pounced on every Yanxian.

All Yanxian were shocked when they saw this scene. They could naturally feel the majestic momentum contained in the Jianhe.

Yanxian with foresight,

He retreated nearly ten thousand feet, but there was still Yanxian who planned to fight hard, but he was directly strangled by Jianhe and broke into pieces, without even making a sound!

Under this sword, nearly twenty Yanxian died.

Just these few encounters, there were only less than fifty Yanxians left by Young Master Yu.

A wisp of cold sweat poured out from his temples, and he finally understood why Yanxian, who was originally dispatched, disappeared.

That Jian Wushuang is very strong!

Although he is the pinnacle of Yanxian, he can easily kill Yanxian without any effort.

"Could it be that Chang Duoling was really beheaded by him?" Gong Ziyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he already began to regret coming to this mess.

Looking at the long river of kendo that was still erupting, Yanxian kept dying.

Gong Ziyu's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and finally his heroic face showed a bit of sternness.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and wiped his waist, and a bronze bell the size of a wine cup appeared in his hand.

With the appearance of this bronze bell, the power of the surrounding millions of miles of void was silent, showing a strange dark blue color.

And around the bronze bells, dark blue crystals condensed, rhythmically as if alive.

Looking at the bell exposed in the sky, a pain flashed in Gong Ziyu's eyes.

"Cang Yuzhong, this is the last time, I hope you can kill all the enemies in front of me for me."

He murmured, and then gritted his teeth and threw the bronze bell in his hand into the void.

The next moment, the bronze bell rose against the storm, and almost instantly formed a terrifying cauldron that could encompass thousands of heaven!

This scene is really too shocking, with the appearance of this bell, it seems that even the boundless void is covered by it.

The appearance of this great ancient bell named Cangyu Bell made all Yanxian tremble.

Jian Wushuang, who was at the very center, only felt that a great crisis between life and death was approaching that he had never imagined, so that he almost didn't even think about it, so he was ready to escape.

But this Wanggu bell is too vast, and the sky it covers is almost unimaginable, so Jian Wushuang has no chance of escaping.

He was ready to escape desperately, only to feel that the power around his body had turned into a pool of dead cement, directly imprisoning him in it, unable to move at all.

A wisp of cold sweat flowed out from Jian Wushuang's temples, the breath that restrained him, he could feel that it was the way of heaven.

It is a very ancient way of heaven, it is a way of heaven that does not belong to this era, it is a rule that is extremely old and terrifying.

In the face of Cang Yu Zhong with such an ancient way of heaven, Jian Wushuang had no choice at all, he was completely restricted, and he couldn't even blink an eye.

This is a big ban, and I am afraid that even Di Qing in his heyday could not escape the pressure of this Cang Wu Zhong.

And this Cangyu Bell seems to be conscious. After binding Jian Wushuang, it quickly shrinks. From the original supreme distance, it instantly forms a large bell of thousands of miles.

Inside this big bell, Jian Wushuang was bound by the dark blue heavenly power, unable to move at all.

At this moment, all Yanxian surrounded the clock and looked at the clock solemnly.

Afterwards, Young Master Yu moved slowly, his eyes full of resentment.

His Cangyu Bell belongs to the supreme immortal artifact of the Wanggu era. It was once a treasure in the hands of his emperor, Zhen Wuyang, who killed countless Dayan immortals.

Even the emperor will suffer.

However, this Cangyu Bell has now gone into decline, and its service life is only the last time.

This Cangyu Bell, as Gongziyu's most powerful life-saving trump card, is now being used on Jian Wushuang.

"Damn it, I wasted the last chance of my Cang Yu Zhong, I swear, I will turn you into blood, and it will never happen again!"

The son-in-law roared in anger.

As his voice fell, the Cangyu Bell rang, and countless magnificent lights bloomed from it, illuminating the boundless void.

Inside the Cangyu Bell, Jian Wushuang spurted divine blood from his seven orifices in an instant.

He only felt that the bones of his body were about to be shattered.

The unimaginable ancient rules of heaven contain unspeakable unknowns, making Jian Wushuang helpless.

"Did I just fall like this?"

Divine blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't break free at all. The dark blue rules of heaven were quickly swallowing everything he had.

The immortal immortal body transformed from the super-perfect chaotic creature is rapidly fragmenting at this moment.

However, Jian Wushuang had no way to break free. This was the first time he was truly helpless.

That irresistible force is too overbearing.

Young Master Yu's hideous face was reflected in his eyes, and all Yanxian laughed at this moment.