Chapter 4690? Living Treasure 3 Emperors? (1)

Taking a deep breath, the tall and thin old man who didn't dare to take a step didn't forget to turn his head and shout, "Shuzi, I advise you to return quickly. Your offending actions in the past will be forgiven by this emperor!"

"Otherwise, this emperor's iron fist is not something you can afford!"

"Why is this guy so long-winded?" Jian Wushuang was a little speechless. He was used to seeing too many fights of disagreement and slashing each other. Facing such a kind old man, he didn't know how to do it.

Judging from the troubles in the mouth of the little emperor, this entire Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven should be to purge the true souls of these emperors.

Jian Wushuang has never been an indecisive person. He has too many things to do when he enters Dayanhuan, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be imprisoned in Montenegro.

Without any hesitation, Jian Wushuang directly aimed at the tall and thin old man and slashed down, with a sharp and incomparable sword intent rising vertically and horizontally.

The tall and thin old man was startled, and almost instinctively turned to his side, barely avoiding the terrifying blow.

So far, the two are chasing each other in this world.

Rao is a tall and thin old man who is only in the form of a soul, but his power is reaching the peak, and Jian Wushuang can't help him for a while.

However, there were incidents of killing the old master with random fists. Jian Wushuang swung a sword dance behind him, and one of the swords was poking the old man's butt, causing him to scream like a plucked pig.

"Shuzi, if you dare to sneak attack on this emperor, you will be whipped for your soul in the future." The tall and thin old man ignored the injured part and turned his head and said harshly.

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and at the same time began to deeply doubt whether this commentary-like chatter was really an emperor...

Another round of confrontation, the invisible sword made several wounds on the tall and thin old man, and he cursed again and again in pain.

Jian Wushuang ignored him and wanted to clear Wanmutian.

Perhaps knowing that the situation was over and he couldn't escape, the tall and thin old man simply stopped in place, looking like he was waiting to be slaughtered.

Unpredictable, Jian Wushuang almost stabbed it with a sword.

The tall and thin old man put his hands on his back and laughed loudly, "Good boy, this emperor is Shenyun today, and I want to ask you to give that old Wuyang old man a message. You can say that Yang Jun has regrets about his death, his biggest regret. It's just that I didn't get to see you wearing a linen and wearing filial piety, and being a filial son last time, hahaha!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang's head is full of black lines.

"Come on, kill this emperor and go back to life!" The tall and thin old man said with open arms.

There was a hint of hesitation in Jian Wu's eyes, and the invisible long sword that was raised was put down again.

Judging from the performance of this tall and thin old man, he is not a villain, but has a real temperament.

Compared with that boy and girl, the little emperor with a gloomy face is more like a good person.

The world fell silent for a while, and the tall and thin old man with a deadly expression did not wait for a head-on blow.

"Do you have any way to hide your breath, or leave here and never set foot here?" Jian Wushuang retracted his long sword and said softly.

The tall and thin old man was stunned for a moment, obviously he hadn't reacted yet, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"I'm too lazy to kill." Jian Wushuang said concisely.

The tall and thin old man's expression immediately became exciting, "Good boy, I will say that you are upright, how can you be in the company of shameless people such as Zhenwuyang Laoer, this emperor really did not read it wrong!"

"Don't interrupt, get down to business and leave here." Jian Wushuang said helplessly.

The tall and thin old man scratched his head with a look of embarrassment.

The next moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the clouds were like rolling over the sky and sea, rushing and changing.

"Who dares to trespass the Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven!"

The low shout with supreme power resounded throughout the universe and rushed over.

Even Jian Wushuang's calm heart trembled.

When the tall and thin old man saw such a changing scene, he became impatient, "This old man, every time he appears on the stage, it's like a big show, it's very cheap!"

"..."

Immediately afterwards, an old man with supreme majesty in his brows came by the wind. He was also wearing imperial clothes. Although he was equally shabby, it was difficult to conceal his terrifying strength.

With four eyes facing each other, Jian Wushuang was running Yan Li almost immediately.

On the contrary, the tall and thin old man was very calm, and he raised his head and shouted, "Older Dao Gong, come down quickly, hurry up and pick up the guests!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang's head is full of black lines.

"Old man, you were crying for help just now, but now you have your father backing you up, and you're tough again?" The old man who was still holding a shelf in the cloud heard the words, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, and rushed down.

The tall and thin old man pouted, avoided a flying kick very skillfully, and said, "The old man quickly has a proper shape, this is about the three of us."

When the old man Weiyi heard the words, as if nothing had happened, he rolled up his sleeves, looked at Jian Wushuang and said vigilantly, "Is the old man Wuyang asking you to persuade him to surrender?"

"Wrong, this kid must not deal with Zhen Wuyang." The tall and thin old man reminded in a timely manner.

"Then what are you here for?" The prestige old man looked at Jian Wushuang again.

"It's about me, I came to clear this Wanmutian as a last resort," Jian Wushuang said, "I don't want to create killing karma for no reason, so I want to ask the two of you to leave here and never set foot here again."

As Jian Wushuang's voice fell, there was an angry shout from the sky, "Speak wildly, ignorant child!"

This time, without waiting for Jian Wushuang to react, the tall and thin old man and the majestic old man shot at the same time, and the two Yanli rushed directly to the cloud, causing the sound to disappear directly.

"What's your relationship with Zhenwuyang?" The majestic old man asked.

Jian Wushuang said directly, "I don't know any real Wuyang. The reason why I came to clear it was just out of helplessness."

"What if we don't leave?"

"Then I can only clear this place." Jian Wushuang spoke slowly.

The majestic old man laughed in anger, his power condensed like a substance, turning into hundreds of sharp cones pointing at him.

"It's up to you, don't you plan to pray to survive?"

"It's easy to discuss something, it's too vulgar to use brute force!" The tall and thin old man said quickly.

Then he looked at Jian Wushuang, and there was a flash of trouble in his eyes, "It's not because we don't want to leave, but this is out of Wanmutian, and it's all in the realm of the real Wuyang old man. Once he finds out, the three of us , even the true soul has to dissipate."

"So this Ten Thousand Eyes Heaven, we can't get out at all, there is no return."

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. If they didn't leave, this Wanmutian would not be able to be cleared, and if the little emperor could not be cleared, it would be impossible for him to leave.

Just during this hesitation, there was a sound of breaking air behind him, and Chunqiu, who was a little out of breath, flew over.

"Brother Jian, so you are here, let me find it."

The tall and thin old man moved his nose slightly, looked at Chunqiu with some doubts, "The breath of the treasure?"

Chunqiu didn't know why, but he was vigilant.

"How can this kid smell like a Bo Yang bottle?" the tall and thin old man said in a low voice.

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