Chapter 5072? 20 Quasi-Dayan Immortals

Jian Wushuang raised his brows slightly, this aura was unfamiliar yet familiar.

He realized that there was no way to avoid it.

With the vibration of the void, the originally dead nothingness changed color.

Clouds and smoke rising from nowhere, obscuring everything.

"Come back?" Nan Xuan said solemnly.

The clouds are misty, and the atmosphere is here!

"Is it really when I, Da Mitian, Ren Er slaughtered!"

A voice that contained supreme majesty resounded through the void like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

However, the most familiar figure of Jian Wushuang appeared quietly.

"Young master correct?"

"Jian Wushuang!"

Not seen in nearly 20,000 years, the temperament of Gong Zijiu has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Today, his sharp edge is exposed, the invisible but qualitative supreme authority oppresses the sky, and he is like a great emperor walking out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood against the black gold armor.

There is a golden light bursting out of his true eyes, which is extremely captivating.

Moreover, behind Young Master Jiu, twenty black-robed figures were listed, like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, which was extremely terrifying.

Dead silence, diffuse.

Four eyes met, Jian Wuduo had a calm expression, while Gongzi Jiu had a sullen expression on his face, and all the veins had burst out from the palm of his hand that was clenching the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He said angrily, "Jian Wushuang, you have repeatedly insulted me, Da Mitian, do you really think I can't help you?!"

Giant sound bursts, shaking the void.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Wushuang said, "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you. This time I went to Da Mitian to find a friend, but the journey was not smooth, and some Yanxian who were blocking it were cleared away."

"Then do you know that it is all the immortals under my seat who have been cleared?"

The young master took a step forward, and the supreme prestige directly descended.

Nan Xuan's complexion changed slightly,

The power in the immortal body began to boil.

Only Jian Wushuang remained indifferent, completely deeming his prestige and luck as nothing, "I said just now that I just took action to remove some Yanxian who were blocking it, not because they were the Yanxian of Da Mitian. ."

Young Master frowned slightly, "Even if you don't mean it, but killing so many Yanxian under my seat, I will never give up!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes froze, and the divine pattern of Xuanhe quietly surged all over his body, a kind of pressure that was plain but not to be ignored.

Facing this sudden and even more majestic coercion, Young Master Jiu took a half step back, his face uncertain.

There was an unconcealed shock in his eyes, it was only tens of thousands of years old, and Jian Wushuang gave him a feeling beyond what he had before.

But soon, he regained his composure again, his eyes sinking like water, "Jian Wushuang, let's settle the old account and the new account together today!"

After the young master finished his remarks, he suddenly drew out the long sword hanging from his waist, and the tip of the sword erupted with green light pointing straight forward.

The next moment, the twenty black robes behind him all moved, and the surging power of extreme power rose into the sky.

At this time, Jian Wushuang looked at Nan Xuandao, "If you leave now, there is still time."

"Don't be kidding, little friend, I will never keep you here," Nan Xuan frowned, "It's too dangerous here, we have to go together."

He said calmly, "I won't go, he won't let me go."

Nan Xuan wondered, "Just relying on him, a guy who is not yet Dayan Immortal?"

Jian Wushuang wanted to tell Nan Xuan that this guy who was not yet Dayan Immortal was the second emperor’s son, Gongzi Jiu, who was under the throne of the Great Siyu Emperor. His background was much deeper than what he showed.

But he did not speak in the end, but took a step forward and stopped Nan Xuan behind him.

"Jian Wushuang, do you think you can withstand the entire Da Mitian by yourself?" Young Master Jiu said in a loud voice, and the twenty black-robed figures behind him also set off.

The surging force of the extreme force is almost condensed into the substance, and the unique breath is overlaid.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang and Nan Xuan's gazes were condensed.

Twenty black robes are twenty immortals, but these immortals are by no means ordinary immortals, but immortal immortals who control immortals.

Once you control the immortal style, it means that you have found your own way, the upward way.

Quasi-Da Yanxian!

Twenty quasi-Dayan Immortals!

"It's not that I want to resist the whole Da Mitian, but the whole Da Mitian is here to stop me!!"

Jian Wushuang's brows are like swords, and he is extremely proud.

With a finger of the long sword, the son corrected, "Cut!"

"Boom--"

The clouds and smoke filled the air, the force of power erupted, and the void began to shatter under the influence of the twenty quasi-dayan immortals.

They have all mastered their own immortal style, which is completely different from ordinary Yanxian.

Therefore, even Jian Wushuang is dignified.

The invisible sword wrapped in the dazzling red gold divine pattern quietly condensed.

Facing the twenty quasi-Dayan Immortals, he directly unleashed his peerless swordsmanship.

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

star.

Under this sword, the void was directly shattered, and thousands of stars and beams rose up, like a giant dragon, madly devouring all visible objects.

And Nan Xuan, who was wearing a long sword on his waist, also raised his sword without any hesitation at this moment.

The dazzling sun condensed behind him, and nine red golden sun rays followed the sword straight up.

At this moment, the void is covered by the meaning of red gold.

The twenty quasi-dayan immortals were swallowed and wrapped like moths to a flame.

The explosion of the giant sound was enough to shred the shock waves of the Tianyu planes, and finally broke out in the southwest of Da Mitian.

The scope of this is so broad that Young Master Jiu can't sit back and watch.

He hurriedly waved his hand down with endless dignity to suppress the turmoil.

As the master of the entire Da Mi Tian, ​​Da Mi Tian is connected with the luck of the son, so he can suppress the unrest at a very fast speed.

At the same time, the horror in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

When did Jian Wushuang grow to such a level that he could beat twenty quasi-Dayan Immortals by himself?

You know, that's a full twenty quasi-Dayan Immortals, enough to destroy any Super Heavenly Domain!

But right now, they don't know whether they are alive or dead? !

The resentment towards Jian Wushuang made Young Master Jiu unbearable. He directly raised his sword to shatter the void and slashed at Jian Wushuang.

The void was torn apart, and the young man in the black-gold armor broke through Huanghuang Jinmang, and the long sword in his hand broke everything.

However, his long sword did not fall on Jian Wushuang's body, but was blocked by a slender and azure real sword.

"Hey, I said, let us go, lest your Heavenly Domain will be destroyed." Nan Xuan said aloud, holding his sword in both hands, keeping Young Master Jiu out.

"Get out of this seat!" Young Master Jiu almost went crazy, raising his sword and slashing.

Sparks overflowed, but they were blocked by Nan Xuan.

"Ignorance!" He snorted coldly, and with a shock of the Zhanqing long sword in his hand, he made the young master retreat a hundred feet.

Qi and blood surged, and the young master was so anxious that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't understand why Dayan Immortal always appeared beside Jian Wushuang?