The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Sanhuangcheng, Zhiming back, Jiuyou palace, ningchen into the palace, respectfully saluted.

"With your strength, you shouldn't be hurt here!"

In the void, the evil spirit surged, and xuanjiuyou came out. Looking at the disciple in front of him, he said.

"I feel guilty."

Ning Chen's expression is slightly dark, and he is in the dark.

"It's not your fault that the fox clan exterminates the clan. You've avenged them, but they can't get out of the hatred for a while." Xuanjiuyou said.

"The real culprit of the fox clan's extermination is still at large. The person I got rid of at the beginning was only his pawn. Although I didn't do it, it was because of me. I will never give up." Ning Chen Mou light flash to kill machine, cold voice way.

Xuanjiuyou sighs that the struggle for imperial power has always been cruel, and the fox clan has been implicated, which is a real disaster.

His disciple is very affectionate. It's hard to be kind to him.

For a long time, Xuan Jiuyou took back his mind, looked at the former and said again, "let me have a look at the immortal sword you took from reincarnation sea."

Ning Chen nods, waves his hand to summon juexian sword and respectfully sends it forward.

In the turbulent evil spirit, Xuan Jiuyou took over the immortal sword, saw the crisscross cracks on the immortal sword, frowned slightly, and said, "the Jue immortal sword, once famous in ancient times, has been reduced to such a level."

"The spirit of the immortal sword, if you commit yourself to the sword, you will not be able to exert all your powers. Otherwise, it will not be easy for the disciples to seize the sword." Ning Chen calm way.

Xuan Jiuyou nodded, waved back the sword and asked, "what do you decide to do with this sword?"

"Destroy the sword, change the spirit of the sword."

Ning Chen took juexian sword and put it away. He said, "it takes tens of thousands of years or even longer for every magic weapon to produce a spirit. I have a sword and my life is symbiotic, but I can't wait for tens of thousands of years. It's the only way to transfer the spirit of the sword."

Hearing the words, Xuan Jiuyou looked up and said, "do you think that the spirit of the immortal sword has its own thinking. If it repels your own sword, it will be a devastating disaster for you."

"Master, don't worry."

Ning Chen nods a way, "before having no full assurance, I won't act rashly."

"You have a steady personality. You don't have to worry about being a teacher. However, now you are actively involved in the struggle for imperial power, and you may take risks in order to enhance your strength."

At this point, Xuan Jiuyou looked serious and said, "Ning Chen, remember, you are my Xuan Jiuyou's disciple. In this primitive magic world, no one can hurt you. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Ning CHENGONG saluted respectfully, with a smile on his face, and said, "but please rest assured, master. As long as the disciples don't want to, no one can threaten the lives of the disciples in this primitive magic world. Master has walked out of the most brilliant way. Next, you can watch the disciples create their own legends quietly."

Xuanjiuyou looks at the disciple in front of him. After a long time, he looks happy. Maybe he is worried too much. His disciples will never lose to anyone.

"Let go and do it. I will wait patiently for the day when you are famous all over the world." Xuanjiuyou opens his mouth.

"Don't worry, master. This day won't be too far away."

Ning Chen bowed himself and said, "it's not early. I'll leave first."

Finish saying, rather Chen didn't stay more, turn round to leave.

In the palace, Xuan Jiuyou looks at his disciple's back. The light in his eyes flashed by. Now Ning Chen is like him. He is proud and unwilling to bend down.

Thirteen Prince Mansion, Ning Chen just came back soon, the ninth prince came later, the news is fast, people are surprised.

Outside the main hall, xuanque walked quickly towards the front King's hall with a caring look.

"Thirteen brothers."

Xuanque went into the hall, looked at the young people in the hall, and said, "I heard that you are injured. How is your injury?"

Ning Chen saw the bloodstain on one eye oneself body, the face reveals the color of natural, light smile way, "have no big problem, a little small wound just."

"You are now the prince. If you can't send someone to do anything, why do you have to risk yourself?" Xuanque said softly.

Knowing that the birth of the immortal sword could not be concealed for a long time, Ning Chen waved out the Jue immortal sword and said, "master told me that there was an immortal sword born in the reincarnation sea, so I went there specially, but the process was a little bumpy. In order to win the immortal sword, I had a fight with the master of the Rising Sun King City and suffered a little injury."

Xuanque's eyes moved and saw the ancient sword with cracks in the former's hand. His brow was slightly wrinkled. What about the immortal sword?

Looking at its appearance, it's just a common sword.

"Brother Jiuhuang, don't look at its ugly appearance. In order to seize it, brother Jiuhuang, I have spent a lot of effort."

Ning Chen said with a smile, "in this sword, there is the spirit of the immortal sword. However, after a big war, the spirit of the sword has fallen asleep. That's why it seems the same as any sword."

Xuanque took back his eyes and didn't care too much. He didn't know much about the sword as well as the old man.Ning Chen put away the immortal sword, looked at the former and said with a smile, "I haven't had time to thank the ninth emperor brother for Asura. Thanks to the emperor brother, the third prince will stabilize Asura and temporarily cut off the possibility of the great prince returning to the city."

"No thanks."

Xuanque said, "you and my brothers don't have to be so outspoken. You're good at healing. Next, the Imperial City won't be too calm. The third prince should do it."

"Well"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "brother Jiuhuang is more careful. If the third prince knows that he is still on my side, I'm afraid he will change his face immediately."

"I understand."

Xuanque replied, "therefore, in the future, I may not be able to come to the thirteen mansion often. If there is something, I will contact you secretly."

"Good!"

Ning Chen nodded.

Xuanque then left, and did not stay in the prince's residence. Now the situation in the imperial city is complex and difficult to understand. They must be careful everywhere.

Watching the ninth Prince leave, Ning Chen takes back his eyes, eyes closed, quiet healing.

The sky, the setting sun, the sky gradually dim, the afterglow of the setting sun, will dye the world into beautiful gold.

All of a sudden, in the prince's mansion, the God forbids Guanghua to rise. At the moment when the God forbids the closed space, the endless sword will spread out, and the sword will be like the ocean, annihilating the whole Prince's mansion.

In the vast ocean of sword meaning, an ancient sword with cracks all over it emerges out of thin air. It is full of immortal power and can open the sky.

"Drink!"

At this moment, Ning Chen's eyes slowly opened in the palace. With a deep drink, his whole body was full of blood mist. In the light, a peerless sword with green and red color appeared. At the moment, the veins on the hilt spread and pierced into Zhiming's arm.

The surging blood dyed the body of the sword red, and the sword with the same heart and pulse reappeared the peerless edge.

At the moment when Shenjian was born, on the void, Xianjian felt the crisis and immediately resisted violently.

The sound of Swords is very harsh. In the cage of swords and lights, the power of immortal swords is more and more powerful, constantly resisting the pressure around.

"Both Zhuxian and Zhuxian have been born, and the killing immortal has found the master of Ming Dynasty. Juexian, are you willing to be trapped in the broken sword and be mediocre forever?"

Ning Chen looks at the absolute immortal sword in the cage, opening a way.

In the void, juexian sword trembled. After a moment, he began to struggle again.

"If you are stubborn, you will be offended!"

Ning Chen looks cold, a step, holding the sword jump up.

"Keng!"

When the two swords merge, the remaining strength vibrates. The Dao Dao sword light that binds the immortal sword is impacted, and it immediately collapses away for half an hour.

A sword fight, the crack on the immortal sword is more and more dense, Ning Chen Mou son coagulates down, the devil yuan urges, with all one's strength a sword, cut down again.

"Boom!"

But hearing the earth shaking drama epicenter, the ancient sword broke. In an instant, the whole world was quiet.

At the next moment, in the forbidden space, a terrible immortal power diffuses out. It is powerful and heterogeneous, and people can't even detect the level of power.

Under Xianwei, ningchen's whole skin began to crack, blood overflowed, and dyed red plain clothes.

In the face of crisis, Ning Chen dares not to hesitate. He endures the pain and makes a seal with one hand. Suddenly, in the surrounding world, the wind blows furiously and nine dragons roar out.

Qihuang spell reappeared, Jiulong roaring in the sky, circling Zhiming's whole body, blocking the impact of Xianwei again and again.

"Boom, boom!"

Xianwei startles the world, a dragon has been broken, scattered between heaven and earth.

"Big sword world"

"sword emperor!"

At the moment when the last magic dragon breaks, Ning Chen points to the sword and the muddy sword flows out. In the sword world, he blesses the divine power.

At the same time, on the void, in the surging Xianwei, an illusory silver Xianjian appeared, shocking and oppressive, surpassing all the artifacts in the world.

On the other side, Ning Chen stands in the air, looking at the order of the sword in front, with a dignified look.

Is this the original appearance of juexian sword? This power is really frightening.

Knowing that words are useless, Ning Chen doesn't talk any more. As soon as he steps, he bullies himself again.

Since it was impossible for the sword to recognize its master, it was forced to surrender.

When the sword falls, the water, fire, wind and thunder roar and gallop. The immortal sword feels like it, and a sword comes up.

Thundering, sky toppling, God forbidding space can not bear the terrible destructive power, immediately shaking violently.

Ning Chen left hand empty grip, reverse water moon again, double sword together, join hands against Xianwei.

The sword moves, the sound shakes the world, the sword in the fairy, the emperor in the sword, at the peak of the battle, only one side of the surrender, just stop.

"Keng, Keng!"

In the endless battle, there are more and more cracks on the upside down of the moon and water. Even if the artifact of the moon demon family is under the power of the immortal sword, it will gradually come to the limit of collapse.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's face sank, and he cut it down again with one sword. The war was in a flash.

In the realm of sword, the spirit of immortal sword becomes weaker and weaker, and even after the war, it is no longer as powerful as it was when it was born."Dragon imperial sword, if you have been living in my body for so long, it's time for you to work hard!"

Ning Chen looks at the Dragon Emperor sword pattern on his right arm, his eyes are slightly cold, and points to Ning yuan, who forcefully forces the Dragon Emperor sword to come into the world.

"Roar!"

In an instant, in the earth shaking earthquake, the five clawed Golden Dragon appeared in the world, and the Dragon Emperor's sword came out.

Starting with the dragon imperial sword, it is awe inspiring. Ning Chen holds the rare artifact around him. He looks at the spirit of the immortal sword in front of him and says in a cold voice, "I can't fight you today. I'll follow your surname."