Chapter 4938? Bian Ziyuan

Thirty-six thousand swords were intended to blast out with his palm at this moment.

Because the distance is too close, the black-robed Dayan Immortal is unavoidable, and all the sword intents are accepted by him.

"Zheng!"

The incomparably crisp sword intent slashed him out, and the black-robed Dayan immortal fell into the void like a kite with a broken string.

And Jian Wushuang couldn't hold on any longer, and his figure was like a shock, and he fell into the void.

The old man, who barely stood up straight on the ground, looked up and saw this scene, and was shocked.

Then he jumped straight forward and caught the falling Jian Wushuang.

Looking at him covered in divine blood and dying of serious injuries, the old man gritted his teeth and put him directly behind his back.

"Don't go, put him down!"

An angry sound resounded, and the remaining three black-robed Dayan Immortals chased after him.

The old man no longer stayed, and ran away frantically with Jian Wushuang on his back.

As a Dayan immortal, his speed was extremely fast, and it was obvious that he had run away a lot before.

But the broken land still restricted his movements. The old man seemed to be extremely afraid of the black water and kept flying to avoid it.

"Old shepherd, you are courting death!"

The black-robed Dayan Immortal was furious to the extreme, and stretched out his hand to deliver an unparalleled divine punishment.

Unprepared, the old man was blasted out, and his entire body fell into the black water.

Jian Wushuang cried out in pain, and then passed out.

The old man also desperately wanted to get out of the black water, but under the black water, a pair of palms quietly clamped his legs, and then pulled them directly into the water.

"Help, um..."

After a few bubbles on the black water, everything disappeared in the end.

The three black-robed Dayan Immortals chased after them, and when they saw that there was no whereabouts, they couldn't help being furious.

The black-robed Dayan Immortal who was almost cut into a blood gourd by thirty-six thousand sword intents,

Furious to the extreme, "Look, dig three feet for me and also dig it out for me!"

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"Um, gollum..."

Once under this black water, all the power of generation seems to have disappeared. The old man with Jian Wushuang on his back fluttered under this black water, but could not rise at all.

And Jian Wushuang, who passed out, was also extremely uncomfortable, his brows were furrowed, and it seemed that he might fall at any time.

If you look closely, you can see that in this extremely dark underwater, the man holding the old man's legs is a slender figure.

The figure seemed not to be afraid of the black water at all, and was swimming recklessly like a water ghost.

His slender arms dragged the old man's legs and swam to the depths of the sea.

The depths of the boundless sea is like an endless black crystal, exuding an indescribable magnificence and mystery.

Just when the old man felt that his body was about to disappear, he restrained his figure and dragged him abruptly.

After a while, the old man was thrown onto a land.

"Ugh..."

He was smashed to pieces, and at the same time, an extremely pure force entered his meridians, constantly nourishing him.

The fragile spiritual sense was repaired, and the old man propped up his body and sat up swayingly.

"where is this place……"

Everything in front of you is like some kind of magical cave, all kinds of crystals condensed from the purest force crystals, exuding magnificent Huamang.

At this time, the slender figure who had been standing outside the entrance of the cave walked towards the cave.

The old man immediately entered a state of alert.

"Don't worry, I don't want to attack you. If I wanted to attack you, you would have disappeared into the sea just now."

The figure's voice was lazy and low, as if it had just woken up from a sleep.

The hole was dimly lit, so that the old man could barely see him clearly.

The figure has long hands and long legs, a well-proportioned figure, and although his face is not handsome, he is also free and easy. On his chest is engraved with some kind of mysterious flowing clouds and water patterns, with the reckless atmosphere of the ancient times. .

He came to the old man, and then slowly squatted down.

After looking at Jian Wushuang, who fell on his back and didn't know his life and death, he looked at the old man again, a little playful, "Do you want to carry him and go to that person to exchange merits?"

The old man trembled indistinctly, and then said a little embarrassedly, "Don't fart for me, your eyes saw that I was going to do this?"

He smiled when he heard the words, and didn't care about the abusive words in the old man's mouth. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Jian Wushuang, and said leisurely, "I watched the battle from beginning to end, he was terrifying, very powerful, and easily There are only three left to kill the group of law enforcement officers."

"But he has passed out now. If he is brought to that person at this time, I think the accumulated merit can make us all free."

"What do you mean?" The old man looked at him nervously and asked.

The young man with long hands and long legs then said, "The meaning is very simple, that is to bring him to that person and accumulate merit, do you do it?"

Hearing the words, the old man did not rush to speak. In the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't make a decision. He didn't kill me."

Hearing this, he raised his brows slightly, "That's a good answer. If you agreed with me just now, you would be a corpse now."

The old man was startled and his face became cold, "What exactly do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, we're going to leave here next." The young man with long arms and legs shrugged and said, "We'll leave when he gets better."

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Jian Wushuang felt a tingling pain in his head, as if it might explode at any time.

His spiritual sense, which had already reached perfection, was already chaotic and turned upside down.

The immortal body of the immortal immortal has long been restored, and the damage caused by the black robe Dayan immortal to Jian Wushuang is not fatal.

What is really deadly is Jian Wushuang's own overdraft. The way of killing is too overbearing, and it is extremely terrifying to consume his own power.

However, Jian Wushuang has been swallowing Emperor Pill Pills to ensure the supply of the way of killing, which also caused his meridians to be overdrawn and exhausted.

Although it is constantly recovering, the sense of overdraft in his mind still makes Jian Wushuang in a state of extreme pain.

His temples were sweating like pulp, and even the power of the immortal body was uncontrollable and flowed freely.

This terrible feeling lasted for a long time, and when he got better, he opened his eyes immediately.

Looking into it, it is a mysterious cave.

And, there was another unfamiliar face who was looking at him with a smile on his face.

As soon as Jian Wushuang woke up, the young man with long arms and legs said with a smile, "Congratulations on getting out of danger, you can call me Bian Ziyuan."

"Bian Ziyuan...a very unique name."

Jian Wushuang was dazed, but he remembered it right away, this somewhat unique but catchy name.