Chapter 4944? Kill a Bloody Road

Although they have only been in a hurry, they can always meet in unexpected places, as if they were destined and never left.

The long wind blew her long hair, and even the black-gold pleated skirt was blown, like a blooming black-gold flower, making her out of reach.

On this white-boned earth, she is the only one who has a single color.

Cold, yet bright.

She is Zheng Ying.

The long hair was blown away by the long wind, and then she took out a golden hairpin from her waist and twisted the scattered long hair behind her.

A pair of eyes with a unique charm, as if full of autumn water, fixedly looking at Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, that kind of gaze even Jian Wushuang avoided consciously, but for some reason, he couldn't avoid it and could only stare at her.

She is truly stunning, but she carries an indescribable danger.

After the two looked at each other for a while, Zheng Ying walked towards him slowly.

Jian Wushuang wanted to step back, but found that the movement was a little unnatural.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

She had a very unfriendly tone and questioned him.

Hearing this familiar tone, Jian Wushuang became a little puzzled, "You, are you really Zheng Ying? Isn't it my hallucination?"

"Answer my question first." Zheng Ying's tone was unmistakable, with a hint of anger on his astonishing cheeks.

Jian Wushuang was helpless and finally compromised, "Okay, I came here mainly because I wanted to find Di Qing, he was exiled here."

Then, he told Zheng Ying about everything that happened before.

After hearing all this, Zheng Ying's brows frowned slightly, "Stupid, just for him, you are alone here? Do you know where this place is? Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Jian Wushuang immediately said, "I have 90% confidence that I can find Diqing and leave here with him, but if it really happens to fall here, then I can only recognize it."

"Stupid, then do you know that I am the catastrophe you are facing now?" Zheng Ying looked at him and said coldly, then suddenly pulled out a sharp and soft sword from the jade belt around his waist.

The point of the sword went straight to his throat.

Jian Wushuang didn't do anything, and he didn't even release Yan Li. He could feel that Zheng Ying had no killing intent, nor did he even release Yan Li.

"Are you the real Zheng Ying or the fake Zheng Ying?" He was completely puzzled and began to fall into doubt.

Zheng Ying retracted the soft sword in his hand and said coldly, "Of course I'm fake."

"..."

Jian Wushuang did not expect that she would answer so simply.

Withdrawing the soft sword, Zheng Ying continued coldly, "Remember every word I said, here, don't trust any Yanxian, just fight a bloody path, and don't believe anyone who tells you anything."

Hearing this, he pondered for a while, and then asked uncertainly, "Then should I believe what you said?"

Zheng Ying was silent, and finally said, "Don't let me hit you..."

After saying this last sentence, she turned around and left.

"Remember every word I say, it will support you to live here."

Zheng Ying's figure finally dissipated in front of Jian Wushuang's eyes, as if nothing had ever appeared.

But Jian Wushuang knew that she had indeed come.

"Strange, why does she know where I am every time?"

Jian Wushuang touched his chin with some doubts.

At this point, he has determined that it is indeed Zheng Ying himself, although every time she appears on the stage, it is too bizarre.

Concentrating his mind, Jian Wushuang pondered the meaning conveyed by Zheng Ying again in his heart, and then decided to set off.

The bone earth under the sea of ​​blood stretches endlessly. He guessed that if he wants to leave here, he can only keep moving forward.

"If that's the case, then make a bloody path."

Jian Wushuang's eyes became sharp at this moment, and the entire immortal body was like a real sword waiting to be opened.

It seems that as his mind turned, the originally dead, bone-like earth began to vibrate.

Like boiling, a broken fairy bone began to revive.

"The supreme immortal breath..."

An immortal bone that was extremely damaged, raised its sword, and it seemed to be attracted by the aura emanating from Jian Wushuang's body.

The two groups of black light that will be extinguished are surging in their eyes.

"hungry!"

It suddenly raised the broken real sword in its hand, and rushed over like crazy.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, an invisible sword condensed in his hand.

Facing the army of bones that gradually gathered in front of him, he unleashed the most severe blow.

Unparalleled Kendo, Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent, the first style.

star.

The unremarkable slash fell straight down, like dropping a stone in the lake.

"Boom!"

The endless trend completely exploded at this moment.

Millions of sword intents rose from the sky, and each of them was the pinnacle of sword intent!

With the surging of millions of sword intents, thousands of awning pillars also burst.

The bones of the earth trembled, as if it had been destroyed.

The army of bones that was running wildly shattered into powder under this sword!

One hundred thousand bones, one million sword intent!

The mountains and seas will fall, and the way of heaven trembles under this sword!

Countless bones were shattered into ashes and returned to the ground.

A figure, stepping on countless bones, carrying a million sword intents, and marching forward firmly.

At the same time, in the giant hall of Tianlu, the young man and Bian Ziyuan stood in front of the sea of ​​blood. After seeing this shocking scene, the corners of their eyes jumped fiercely.

Especially Jian Wushuang carrying a million sword intents and easily strangling the army of bones is simply a scene that refreshes the cognition.

After a long while, the young man took a deep breath and said, "What is the origin of this guy? How could it be Yanxian?"

Bian Ziyuan shook his head, "I know very little about him. I'm afraid no Yanxian knows his origin. He is very mysterious."

"For him, this assessment will probably be completed soon."

The young man shook his head and said, "Complete? I'm afraid it is impossible to complete. Under this sea of ​​blood, there is still an existence comparable to an emperor."

"Do you want him to get that person's inheritance?" Bian Ziyuan's eyes were a little solemn.

"This is not what I think, he can get it. No one knows what that person means. My only hope now is that he can come out alive."

The young man said, "Maybe when he comes out, it's the time we know when we can get out of here."

...

"Crack!"

The last sound of sword slashing fell, and there was no other immortal bone standing in front of Jian Wushuang.

These immortal bones, which have been lost for many years, are already fragile to the extreme, and they are not a climate at all.

If an ordinary Dayan immortal entered this place, he might have hated it, but Jian Wushuang was different. These immortal bones could not even cause any effective damage to him.