Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5038


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The result of the killing together is the ending that Yu Chang would never want to see.

Because he has a certain unique feeling about Jian Wushuang, that feeling is kind, and some inexplicable factors.

It would be the biggest mistake if he was beheaded for such unknown reasons.

Seeing the two emperors standing in a stalemate in front of him, Jian Wushuang, who was almost dying, a secret smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He never thought that the owner of the immortal physique he occupies could actually make Yu Changdu intercede.

In this way, I am afraid that True Martial will not play Assassin.

Actually, as he thought, True Martial Yang also fell into silence and stopped doing it.

Because he was originally a part of True Martial Yang, once he falls completely, True Martial Yang will never be easy, and he will no longer even be an emperor.

Unwaiting for a smug smile, his expression suddenly changed, and then the emperor body accelerated and shattered.

“No, no, how…how could it be? How could you have not died yet!”

Jian Wushuang cried out loudly, the Emperor Body on the verge of collapse.


True Martial Yang and Yu Chang wondered at the same time, wondering why he was so gaffe.

But then, the constantly spilling emperor’s blood and the accelerated demise of the emperor’s luck made them aware of the change.

“Could it be that the Wushuang friend who was captured immortal physique didn’t fall?” Yu Chang asked in surprise.

True Martial Yang Ze is totally unbelievable. Even if Jian Wushuang can defeat Three Revolutions Dayan Immortal, it is absolutely impossible for him to persist for so long under the engulf of the emperor’s luck, and he has not yet died.

But the change of the emperor’s body still makes them have to believe that Jian Wushuang has not died!


In the boundless divine sense.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang stands in the wild sand, looking towards the front of the complexion pale.

In front of him, is the True Martial Emperor who is almost flushed and exasperated.

“Give me back my immortal physique, and I will let you go.” Jian Wushuang said weakly.

In such a war between the emperor and the emperor, he is a person who fully experienced it. Even though the divine sense is mellow, he is on the verge of collapse.

True Martial Emperor flustered and exasperated, he never thought that Jian Wushuang would still be alive.

“Only you? Courting death! Now you voluntarily fall asleep, I will spare your life, otherwise I want you to Soul Destruction on the spot!”

Jian Wushuang sighed faintly, and said no more.

next moment, behind him, a black feather that covers the sky and the sun suddenly spread out!

Along with the unfolding of this black feather, a bird chasing treasure that almost occupies more than half of the sand sea in the divine sense emerged.

It wears dark blue wings of flowing clouds, has a hexagonal head, and each corner is a different color, magnificent and Profound Mystery.

After that, it slowly eyes opened rounds, and the pure golden pupil seems to see through the myriad things in the universe.

It was deserted, the breath of ancient silence, from Wanggu Era, unimaginable.

With the appearance of this bird chasing and the changes of Jian Wushuang, the original flushed and exasperated True Martial emperor felt a deep chill in his heart.

He absolutely didn’t expect that in the depths of Jian Wushuang’s divine sense Divine Consciousness, there would be an aura of emperor! !


The emperor’s luck is fragmented, the emperor’s blood is gushing, and the emperor’s body is not miserable.

In the void, Jian Wushuang was tumbling frantically, his luck declining rapidly.

True Martial Yang and Yu Chang looked at each other, and then shot together, one after another Emperor Qiyun turned into a chain, entwining him completely.

Immediately afterwards, a group of Wanggu veterans came to their place, and they worked together to release their luck and reshape the deserted Emperor Realm!

The void is being repaired, and the endless crushed stones are gathered again. The luck of the nearly fifty Wanggu elders is too terrifying to repair any great realm.

And this desolate Emperor Realm was completely restored within a few ten breaths.

Seeing this situation, True Martial Yang directly stretched out his hand and waved, and the earth swelled, forming a majestic Divine Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the two emperors joined forces to tie Jian Wushuang onto Divine Mountain.

With the last ray of emperor’s luck fading away, there was no movement in him.

“True Martial Emperor did not die?” Yu Chang looked towards True Martial and asked Yang.

He was nodded, “No, but I can feel him falling asleep.”

Yu Chang said again, “Then let little friend Wushuang leave?”

True Martial Yang Wei frowned, and finally shook his head, “No, if True Martial does not get rid of, he will be sealed here for one day until True Martial is stripped from him.”

Yu Chang is silent, he cannot make a decision, and True Martial Yang’s decision is indeed the best solution.

True Martial is a scourge if it is not stripped for one day, and Jian Wushuang is naturally impossible to get out of bondage.

True Martial Yang wanted to say something, but in the end everything was only put into a sigh.

In this battle between the emperor and the emperor, the final result was not satisfactory.

True Martial emperor fell asleep, his emperor body was fragmented, but he could no longer be stripped from Jian Wushuang’s immortal physique because they were completely integrated.

This is an end without ending, and it ends hastily.

For Jian Wushuang, this was a total disaster. He did nothing and was sealed in this wild world for endless years.

The emperor finally left, and the Emperor Realm of Desolation fell into eternal silence.

In the endless darkness, the figure bound by the chains of Wandao Emperor on the top of Divine Mountain, quietly opened his eyes.

“Zhen Feng countless Chinese years, True Martial, I want you to die!”


The auspicious cloud is back, Immortal Qi is full, and everything is calm again.

“Hey, have you seen that the veterans have all come back from injuries, some even suffered severe injuries.”

“What is this, I saw that even Uncle Yu was injured!”

“Wh, what? Where did you see it, you can’t talk nonsense about this.”

“What I lied to you is what I saw with my own eyes. Although it is only a distant view, it is absolutely correct.”

“It’s still very unlikely. Who can hurt Uncle Yu? Our respective Old Ancestors may not be enough together…”

“This matter is strange. The Old Ancestor’s injuries are probably due to the forbidden area.”

“Forbidden land, barren world, forget it, don’t speak arrogantly.”

Chang Ling, who was sitting under the fairy tree, quietly opened his eyes in the sound of discussions that were going up and down, far and near.

Those noisy discussants are all the disciples of the veterans and candidates for the heavenly officials next to the Seven Emperors under the True Martial Sun.

At this moment, their discussion has a certain degree of credibility.

The mutation that occurred in Xiaojie Mountain is also very likely to be related to that forbidden area.

Chang Ling was involuntarily meditating, she inexplicably thought of the free and easy figure, in the imperial court, by the strength of oneself, defeated the great Jian Wushuang.

“He, did he leave, or went elsewhere?”

“Why not, Xiaojieshan’s mutation has something to do with him, right?”

My thoughts are like a flood, out of control.

Chang Ling got up and looked towards the ethereal immensity in the sky.

“He must have left. How could Xiaojieshan’s changes have anything to do with him?”

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