Chapter 5012? The Emperor

,

This sword is too great, and every wisp of sword intent can easily cut through the chaotic aura, and then bloom freely.

The incomparable and pure giant force broke out completely.

Heiyun's eyes suddenly widened, even though he was already a quasi emperor, but facing this sword, only the great terror between life and death came to his heart!

He easily felt that if he didn't retreat, this sword would definitely injure him, or even destroy him!

But in the face of the quasi-emperor luck in his hand, how could he let go?

"Ugh!"

Heiyun roared, and the next moment he tried to drag the chain and drag Yuyao away together.

But Yu Yao suddenly grabbed the chaotic chains in his body, smiled strangely, and dragged him under the sword curtain with all his strength!

Hundreds of millions of sword intents are intertwined with each other, with the meaning of crisp sword cries, completely descending.

At this moment, in the eternal silence and nothingness, there is only sword intent.

Everything is falling apart.

Yu Yao tightly clamped the black clouds and was exposed to the sword curtain together, without any intention of resisting.

Only the roar of the black cloud continued, and was soon swallowed up.

Jiang Liyan returned, Diqing and Fuyao closed their eyes tightly and resigned themselves to fate.

Kendo is eternal.

This mighty sword intent, which covered the eternal annihilation and nothingness, lasted for quite a long time.

When the sword intent dissipated, Jiang Liyan returned, and Di Qing opened his eyes at the same time, and was speechless in shock.

In front of them, Jian Wushuang's figure reappeared.

His chest was naked, and his whole body was enveloped by the rising dark blue unknown aura, which was completely different from the emperor's aura that flowed all over his body before, but it was even deeper.

They swallowed in unison.

"I'm late, please wait a moment."

Jian Wushuang asked,

Then slowly turn around.

As he turned around, the ink blue breath flowing around his body rose and flowed.

The sword curtain dissipated, the black cloud covered his chest, spitting out divine blood, and the broken emperor's luck.

At that moment, Yu Yao, who was desperate for death, suffered even more severe damage, her entire immortal body was almost completely shattered, her divine blood was drained, and only the emperor's luck was supporting her.

Seeing that the visitor was Jian Wushuang, Yu Yao's eyes were filled with disbelief and a hint of relief that was incomprehensible.

Black Cloud is panic, utter panic.

He never thought that the nightmare would come back again and come in an unimaginable situation.

Heiyun trembled, and he could feel that this time Jian Wushuang was still terrifying.

The dark blue cloud aura blocked everything, setting off Jian Wushuang like a godless monarch.

This scene made Heiyun tremble from the bottom of his heart, and the past seemed to come back again.

Endless years ago, the Zhenwuyang who smashed him with a single slap, appeared like this at the beginning, with indifferent eyes and supreme luck, and easily destroyed a side of heaven.

Right now, Jian Wushuang gave him the same feeling.

"No, no, everything has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything, you can find her if you want, everything is her!"

Heiyun opened his mouth in horror, disregarding any face.

Seeing the black cloud that was almost terrified and wanted to kneel on the ground, Yu Yao was a little surprised. You must know that Emperor Zhun raised his hand to kill the rank nine Great Yanxian. Why would he be afraid of a small Yanxian?

What's more, this little Yanxian once perished in her hands.

Although Jian Wushuang's resurrection from the dead shocked Yu Yao, it did not mean that she would be afraid.

So she was puzzled by Heiyun's abnormal performance.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang seemed to be smiling, but his voice was indifferent, "You know what you have done. Today, the two of you have one count, and no one wants to leave alive."

Heiyun's body trembled, as if his fate had been frozen.

His eyes shifted from Hei Yun, and he then looked at Yu Yao.

With four eyes facing each other, Jian Wu's eyes were filled with only cold and fierce killing intent.

Yu Yao felt terrified inexplicably, and at the same time she noticed that the aura emanating from his body could not be possessed by Yanxian!

"Hey, don't stand still, if you don't want to die today, join forces as soon as possible!" Heiyun trembled and whispered.

Yu Yao ignored him at all, and even thought it was absurd.

How could a little Yanxian scare a quasi emperor like this?

"Come on, are you going to join forces?!" Heiyun roared anxiously.

"Go away!" Yu Yao looked at him and roared in shock, and a real Hongmeng sword suddenly condensed in his hand.

Her mentality of begging for death has changed, and there is only endless killing intent left.

Being scolded in anger, Heiyun not only did not get angry, but was surprised to the point of incomparable, this is exactly what he wanted to see.

Once they fight, they can get away with it!

Thinking of this, the black cloud has quietly retreated.

Once again, facing Yu Yao, who has become a quasi-emperor, Jian Wushuang still has no fear, only contempt.

Yu Yao couldn't help but feel embarrassed and endless killing intent.

Jian Wushuang was also at this moment, quietly condensing an invisible sword.

This time, the invisible sword is no longer invisible, but the whole body shows the meaning of ink green, deep and treacherous.

The dark blue invisible sword pointed directly at Yu Yao, and he said softly, "Today, I only have one purpose, which is to kill you here."

She only felt absurd that a Yanxian who died in her own hands not long ago would actually say such mad words.

"Although I don't know how you survived, but if you appear in front of me today, you will inevitably fall into my hands again."

Yu Yao said coldly, the endless Hongmeng killing intent broke out completely.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and the red-gold eyes that had always been before quietly turned into dark blue at this moment.

A deep and majestic aura burst out from his body.

This is an unprecedented, eerie and deep breath, which is different from the previous one, but it is magnificent and surging.

Heiyun was so nervous that he couldn't speak. He could feel the changes in Jian Wushuang, so he was extremely frightened.

This time, the aura was even more gloomy and tyrannical, full of a kind of coldness that was decided by conspiracy.

Heiyun has an intuition, if he doesn't run away the moment they fight, I'm afraid there will be no chance to escape again.

Thinking of this, he was already planning a way back.

And Yu Yao was also furious to the extreme. Facing Jian Wushuang, she held the Hongmeng True Sword and slashed forward without hesitation!

'Right now, run! ’

Heiyun didn't have any hesitation. The moment they fought, the figure completely dissipated and they fled frantically.

In the face of this endless catharsis, Jian Wushuang smiled contemptuously, then held the hilt in both hands, and cut out a sword lightly.

The dark blue long sword cut a dark blue sword slash in the void of annihilation, and the storm rose hundreds of millions of feet in an instant!

At this moment, under the slash of the Mo Qing sword, even the annihilation of nothingness was cut open.

Hongmeng Purple Intent, facing the Mo Qing sword of hundreds of millions of feet.

Such as the torn brocade, the Tianhe River is cut off, and the endless purple meaning of Hongmeng is cut open without any suspense.