The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Before Sanwei mountain, Zhiming appeared and sent back the winter rain and summer solstice according to the agreement. Without any delay, he went west quickly.

In the rear, the strong and unusual breath of the king was getting closer and closer, and the peerless king came with anger and vowed to kill those who broke the contract.

Under the bright sun, two streamers passed quickly, just like meteors, disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

Outside the two boundary mountains, the figure in plain clothes came and did not stop, but swept directly into it.

Not long after Zhiming entered Liangjie mountain, the sun rose in the rear, and the shadow of Xuri king passed by and quickly caught up with him.

In the two boundary mountains, the king enters, and the powerful pressure is so dazzling. In the whole mountain range, countless fierce beasts wake up with fierce eyes.

Suddenly, there is a hawk in the sky. It has a strong breath, and its wings are open to cover the sky.

In front, Ning Chen's eyes look at the sky, the corner of his mouth is cold, the step is one step, the speed is three points.

In the void, the eagle saw the rising golden figure below, swooped down, and the strong breath was no less than that of the king of the hundred ethnic groups.

One of the two world mountain overlord, in order to protect their territory, a strong pick on the Sun King City.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

In the golden sun, the rising sun king looked at the eagle coming down from the sky. His face flashed by and he stepped on the sky.

The king moves and kills, his hands are condensed, and the changes of the wind and cloud tear open.

In a flash, a terrible crack appeared in the void. The body of the eagle split directly from the middle, and the blood gushed like rain.

With only one move, a fierce beast at the level of king, the terrible Lord of the Rising Sun King City, shows amazing strength.

In front, Ning Chen feels the breath behind, looks colder, opens the speed fully, continues to drive toward the front.

"Where are you going to escape?"

In the rear, the sun king said in a deep voice. His figure swept out and caught up with him.

Nine days, the sky fire rolling, endless red flame down, engulfed the body of fate, endless punishment, extremely powerful.

However, in the sky fire, the figure in plain clothes moved quickly, and it seemed that he was not affected at all.

In the sun, the rising sun king looks at the figure in plain clothes in the distant sky fire. His eyes flash coldly. There is a special force on him that can resist the punishment of heaven. Is it the secret of the demons?

However, such a powerful secret can only be mastered by the royal family. The demon blood of the young people in front of them is not as pure as that of the royal family. It is obvious that they are not the descendants of the royal family.

Between the thoughts, the figures of the two passed quickly. In the depths of the two boundary mountains, they looked at each other in the distance with cold eyes. It was hard to hide the opportunity to kill them.

"Roar!"

Among the many ferocious beast overlord, one of the three silver wolves roared up to the sky, no longer forbearance, but stepped out of the wind and fire.

King to King, the most terrifying battle, is at the touch.

"How dare an uncivilized animal compete with the sun and the moon!"

In the golden sun, the king of the rising sun snorted coldly, held his right hand falsely, and a long golden flame gun appeared and threw it directly.

The long spear splits into the air, and the golden flame instantly engulfs three silver wolves. The unstoppable Lord of the Rising Sun King City cuts the king level fierce beast with one shot.

In front, a red flame around the Zhiming, looking at the sky, looking at the scorching sun has begun westward, eyes color flash.

There is no longer any delay. Once the night falls, the sky fire will disappear temporarily. At that time, he will be able to fight against the rising sun king, and his support will not exist.

At the end of the two boundary mountains, the figure in plain clothes swept out, changed its direction, and rushed to longhuang mountain.

In the rear of Zhiming, the golden sun is catching up quickly, and the distance is getting closer and closer. The three legged Jinwu people are also good at speed. Although they are not as good as the Phoenix, they surpass other races too much.

Longhuang mountain, lying in two frontiers, seven thousand miles away from Shanxi, is a huge dragon shaped mountain, majestic and magnificent.

Ning Chen came and looked at the silent longhuang mountain in front of him. He stepped on the mountain.

The fallen immortals appear, the Yin thunder collapses, and the immortal sword penetrates into the mountain and sweeps toward the dragon vein at the foot of the mountain.

In the rear, the Sun King rushed to the mountain, looking at the young figure on the mountain, killing more powerful.

Without saying a word, the golden flame runs through the sky, and the rising sun king's hand is a killing move. The magnificent and endless golden flame rolls and turns into a huge gold crow and rushes forward.

Ning Chen's right hand is empty. In the blood mist, his life sword comes out. With one sword, the fire, water, wind and thunder rush out.

When the two poles collide, Jinwu breaks the sword's power and continues to move forward.

Ning Chen holds it again with his left hand, and the black flame rises all over the sky. The sick king's sword appears, and the sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, and then blocks the power of the king.

With a dramatic shock, the black and gold flames collide between heaven and earth again, and the gold rush out to swallow the Zhiming on the mountain.

When it comes to killing, Ning Chen steps on his feet and jumps up. The sword turns eleven, and the Qi of the sword rises in the sky.

The perfect sword in the world is earth shaking. It is coiled and comes out of the air.

The next moment, the rumbling vibration resounds through the sky, the triple sword power, block Jinwu, in a deafening cry, the huge Jinwu collapse, fire and rain."Sword"

"twelve"

after the 11th National Day, the twelve swords are echoed in this world. There is no limit to the extreme of the sword, only infinite sword meaning.

There are twelve swords, which are all around the body. The dazzling CD-ROM of swords can amaze the world and reappear the peerless edge.

The twelve swords produced again are quite different in power. There is only one sword between heaven and earth, which can capture the nature of heaven and earth. The light of the sun shines on the eyes, so it can't be used for anything.

Seeing this, the rising sun king did not dare to be careless. His hands opened and closed, and the golden thunder burst out.

According to the law of the king, heaven and earth are hard to inherit. At the moment when the eyes shine, the sword light breaks through the void and comes to the king.

The ultimate sword shakes the law of the king. In the violent shock, a lot of sword light collapses and disappears between heaven and earth.

"Bang"

over the nine days, the sky fire roared down, and the battle between them once again aroused heaven's anger, and heaven's punishment came, engulfing both of them.

The rising sun king hums coldly. He is full of golden splendor and turns into the sun to resist the sky fire.

There is not much time left before it gets dark. At that time, it is the time for the young people to die.

On the top of the mountain, Ning Chen also knows his disadvantage, and takes a look at the scorching sun gradually westward. He doesn't delay any more, and turns from defense to attack.

The fast passing figure in plain clothes is a sword. In the crisscross sword Qi, an extremely strong sword light breaks through the boundary of heaven and earth, and then comes to the king in an instant.

The rising sun king raised his hand to block the sword. Between them, a violent vibration sounded, and the aftershocks shattered the mountains and rocks.

When the war started again, it became white hot. Under the two men, the terrain was affected. Big cracks appeared, and the mountain peaks cracked, turning into huge bottomless valleys.

The battle between the two is endless, and the resentment that cannot be solved can only be dissipated in the battle until death.

Zhiming, who is full of fighting power, is full of sky fire. He is blessed with double swords. He fights fiercely like a God.

On the other hand, the sun king, with his unique cultivation, was able to block the attack. Although he was attacked by the fire of heaven, his fighting power was still very strong and did not fall behind.

The highest battle in the world, experience, accomplishments and moves, are rare in ancient and modern times. Now they are strong against each other and show their unique style.

In the world shaking war, the mountains were broken and the rocks were broken. Around longhuang mountain, many mountains collapsed and the rolling stones were like rain.

"Yama's third shift sentence, doomsday punishment"

with a sword wave, the aftershocks shock, and the two figures separate. Ning Chen's left hand king of disease waves, and the black flame rises all over the sky, fusing the sky fire from the sky to reproduce Yama's command.

Heaven's punishment came into the world, and their power was very powerful. Around them, the black fire rain kept falling, just like one huge meteor after another, which turned the whole longhuang mountain to the end.

Under the meteor fire shower, the rising sun king does not retreat, but advances, the sun soars, the golden flame condenses, and forcefully shakes the sword.

In the shocking scene, a meteor shower falls to the world. Below them, longhuang mountain is devastated again. The mountain moves away, and disasters are everywhere.

In the successive wars, the emperor's sword in longhuang mountain has a feeling that the light of the sword soars to the sky and shows its edge again.

The sword of chopping heaven separates heaven and earth in an instant. The power of the terrible emperor suppresses the heaven and cuts them.

In the war situation, Ning Chen, who had been prepared for a long time, felt the change of the dragon imperial sword, and his figure immediately flashed by. He was far away from the war situation.

In the sky above longhuang mountain, the rising sun king saw the terrible sword light coming out of thin air. His eyes shrank, his hands condensed, and his cultivation was hard to block the power of the Dragon King.

"Shua!"

The sword of the emperor is incomparable. In the blood gushing from all over the sky, the left arm of the king of the rising sun is broken shoulder to shoulder, and his body is dyed red.

"In terms of martial arts, you are unfathomable. In terms of sword, you are far away from each other!"

Sudden change, so startling, rather Chen cold voice said a, step by, quickly swept forward.

The sword has a rest. When you hear the rest, you know the meaning of the sword. The Dragon Emperor has a sword, and no one can defeat him.

Then the killing move became more violent. Ning Chen's sword disappeared in his right hand. On the ground, a sword surrounded by Yin thunder rose up and fell into the hands of the swordsman.

Absorbed the power of the Dragon Emperor's earthvein, the whole body of the sword turns into a dazzling red, and the evil spirit of terror hovers around it, vaguely representing the power of killing four swords in ancient times.

The Sun King's face changed again. He raised his right hand to block the sword.

With a roar, the hand of the sword was handed over again. The sun king, who had been badly injured, stepped back and lost the elephant.

"Duankong"

close at hand, Ning Chen wields the sword of the sick king in his hand and cuts it. Based on killing immortals, the magic weapon melted from the sick king's stone shows the power of terror. The evil spirit rushes out, lingering in the fire every day and cutting to the king in front of him.

With one hand to block the trapped immortal, the empty door opened wide. Looking at the black magic soldiers, the rising sun king wanted to hide. It was too late. The sword light hit his body, and blood gushed wildly.

A move is dominant, Ning Chen didn't leave a hand at all, the immortal sword turns a power, a sword penetrates into the king's chest directly.

"Er"

the sick king entered the body, the sky fire attacked him, and the rising sun king coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and suffered heavy damage again.

The king's life is in danger."Brother Ning!"

At this moment, in the distance, a familiar figure came quickly. Seeing the scene in the distance, his eyes shrank.

"Be merciful!"

Xu Yao came, thousands of feet apart, and cried out.

See to come person, rather Chen eyebrow light wrinkly, originally take life of sword, slightly dun.

"Don't be soft hearted to cut down the grass and root!"

Demon body reminds, sink a voice way.

"I understand."

Ning Chen Mou son cold idea flash, in the hand fairy sword no longer shake, a sword once waved, seal throat to take life!