The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The moment of silence, immediately burst out a burst of warm cheers, especially the young soldiers on the stage excited face red, howling, as if just on the stage the spotlight is their own.

Zhan Ji boy smiles shyly, and his face is still young. However, no one can underestimate him. Except for a few giants, no one in the imperial army can suppress the latter in strength.

"Not bad, reward!" Xia Yanwu was in a good mood and waved his hand.

"The Third Prince"

"the Third Prince"

the public noticed that they were coming and saluted one after another.

Xia Yanwu's mood is very comfortable. He has never felt so long face, especially after so long time of hypocrisy with Ning Chen. Even he feels sick.

On the stage of "Third Prince Xie", Zhanji boy saluted respectfully. A touch of shyness flashed across his tender face. The audience laughed.

"Ha ha"

"our Yan Yun is still so shy"

"however, he is so powerful at a young age"

"people are more angry than others"

the soldiers in the military camp are very straightforward, no matter they are kind-hearted, funny or idle. At this moment, the laughter is bustling down the stage, which makes the teenagers on the stage even more shy and blush with an apple Average.

"Yan Yun, well done"

"thanks for the praise of the third prince, all of them are good teachers"

"ha ha" Xia Yanwu laughs.

Ning Chen and Yin Wugou's eyes intersect intentionally or unintentionally, and they immediately move away, but they clearly see the irony in each other's eyes.

Impudence!

"Brother Ning, since you're here, why don't you step on the stage and give me some advice"

Xia Yanwu smiles brightly and says in a loud voice, for fear that the people present won't hear him.

"Go to your uncle"

Ning Chen greets in his heart, but he still has a polite smile on his face, and says, "no dirt, go to accompany the little brother on the stage, and remember, the point is up to now"

as for him, of course, he can't go up. Xia Yanwu digs such an obvious pit, and he doesn't want to jump in.

As for the loss, he didn't think about the possibility.

"Yes, sir"

Yin Wugou bowed down to respond, and immediately the red light flashed. Before they could react, they had already arrived on the stage.

"Master" war halberd youth and the audience in the hearts of a Lin, at the same time flash this idea.

"Yanyun" halberd young look convergence, quiet way.

"Yin Wugou"

at the next moment, they held their breath and faced each other with sword and halberd. In an instant, they saw red clothes flash by, quickly killing people. With a thump, the war situation immediately opened.

The sword and the halberd, is fast, or fast, fast eyes can not see, fast perished in a flash, neither of them left hand, sword light, halberd light, crisscross, do not know the next moment will reflect whose life blood.

Below, Xia Yanwu's face became more and more dignified. Although he knew that the thirteen red blood guards of Taili division had extraordinary fighting power, especially Yin Wugou, who was the leader, had never been defeated, but as the prince, because he stood too high, he always unconsciously ignored too much.

"Shua"

the blood sword is stained with blood, and the red clothes are also stained with blood. With the interlacing of sword and halberd, the two people are dyed red at the same time. At the beginning of the battle, they are white hot.

"Not bad"

when the eyes of the two people coagulate together and move again, the halberd light is like a tide, the blood gas is rolling, and the body is pushing to the peak. In one move, the stone is broken and the sky is shaking.

Everyone below was stunned. They all knew Yan Yunqiang, but no one thought that he was so strong. However, who is the holy man in red who can force Yan Yunqiang to this point? After such a long war, he still won't lose.

"Brother Ning, this time, you have got a wonderful hand." Xia Yanwu sighed softly, and his tone was envious.

"Brother Yanwu is polite, and yours is not bad"

Ning Chen responded politely, but what he said was also true. This young man named Yanyun did have the same capital as Yin Wugou.

"Drink"

on the stage, the war has been a long time, and the victory is still hard to decide. The halberd is strong, and the sword is more sharp. One is domineering, and the other is nearly frightened. The totally different characteristics make the outcome of this battle unpredictable.

"To end" suddenly, Ning Chen and Xia Yanwu eyes micro MI, heart.

See, two people on the stage breath rises sharply, blood light soars to the sky, stir the surrounding world, golden light dazzling, road dense ups and downs.

"You are my second serious opponent, be careful," said Yin Wugou calmly, and his mind soared. His previously indifferent attitude disappeared at this moment, and his opponent who was worth fighting made his heart boil again.

"Sword of blood light"

the red mole on the eyebrow was as beautiful as blood, and Yin Wugou raised the sword. In a moment, the sword was full of blood, and the terrible murderous atmosphere filled the air, which affected the boundless blood, and made the whole world a bloody hell.Xia Yanwu face a change, Ning Chen is also in the heart awe inspiring, not good.

In the face of the killing all around, Yan Yun no longer has the possibility to reserve. His eyes are cold, and his halberd is whirling rapidly.

"Yan Huishan, Bai Feng returns to nest"

people and halberds turn into streamers and disappear, the golden light flourishes, and golden lights appear all over the sky, like Yan Huishan, more like Bai Feng returns to nest.

Two people extremely move, didn't leave a hand at all, terrible wave, instantly will Wu Tai earthquake road crack.

Sword, halberd across, a move will win or lose, perhaps, there is life and death.

However, at this moment, Ning Chen moved, stepped on his feet and stepped into the war situation. The cold snow was falling all over the sky, and the silver frost was falling. The volume of life was transported to the peak, and the world was frozen. His left and right hands pointed at the same time, with a loud sound, to block the momentum of the halberd.

"Bang"

at the next moment, the aftershock broke out, and the whole Wutai collapsed, and the huge stones flew into chaos, smashing more than ten feet.

The officers and soldiers around quickly retreated, however, there were those who had no time to escape.

Xia Yanwu also moved, swept out ten Zhang, a hand shock with the falling Boulder, protect the soldiers behind.

"The contest ends here" Ning Chen hands a shock, swing open sword halberd, light way.

"Yes" Yin Wugou received the order calmly, the Blood Sword returned to the scabbard, and the red light was collected.

Yan Yun also gave a fist and retreated to one side.

"Brother Ning, why don't you come back to the camp with me and have a cup of tea to quench your thirst?" Xia Yanwu came and said.

"But not respectful" rather Chen nods to answer a way.

They were walking in front, and Yin Wugou followed them. When they left, they took a look at Yan Yun, and a flash of interest flashed in his indifferent eyes.

The three soon came to the tent. Ning Chen and Xia Yanwu walked in, while Yin Wugou was left outside the tent.

"He can come in," Xia Yanwu said.

"Ah," Ning Chen said with a smile, "it's a handsome account after all. He has a sword on his body, so it's inconvenient to come in"

"brother Ning is too polite. These rules are just used to guard against outsiders. Brother Ning doesn't have to be so formal." Xia Yanwu said.

"Thank you, brother Yanwu, but the rules always have to be obeyed," said Ning Chen with a smile.

Xia Yanwu didn't say any more. This Zhiming Hou is really a very difficult person to deal with. He seems not to stick to trivial matters, but in fact he does everything without leaking.

"Brother Ning, please" Xia Yanwu poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of the former and said.

Ning Chen took the tea, tasted it, and immediately said, "good tea"

it's good, but that's all.

It's not that he is picky, it's just that he once drank the tea made by Lingyue himself. Since then, no matter what kind of tea he drinks, he always feels that the taste is average.

Xia Yanwu, the "elder brother Ning", has a great reputation.

Outside the Shuai tent, a group of officers and soldiers of Shenfeng camp patrolled by. Their armor was thick and they were chilly in the setting sun.

Shenfeng camp is the most elite of the eleven battalions in the imperial city except Longwei camp. It has excellent combat power and occupies a very important position among the 330000 forbidden troops of the imperial dynasty.

Yin Wugou stood outside the tent, calm, dressed in a big red suit, hunting with the wind, and the red mole in the middle of the eyebrow was as beautiful as blood, giving people an indescribable sense of disobedience.

The two people in the account talked for a long time. When the setting sun was about to fall completely, Ning Chen just walked out.

"Go" rather Chen looked at the red figure beside the tent and said.

Yin Wugou kept up with him and walked westward towards the last sunset.

"Yan Wugou, today's competition, did a good job." Ning Chen said calmly, he didn't want to say anything too much nonsense, he took Yan Wugou out just to find a sword, this is the character of Yin Wugou, he doesn't have to and won't suppress it.

"Thank you master" Yin Wugou responded.

Ning Chen didn't say any more. He had already made his attitude clear. Today, his move to stop it doesn't mean that he vetoed the practice of Yin Wugou. In the last move, Yan Yun will be seriously injured. He just wanted to save face for Xia Yanwu.

Xia Yanwu is a smart man. He has always been straightforward and careless in front of others, but he is hiding his intention with the appearance of a brave man.

These princes of Daxia have no simple people.

Back to Tailishi, Yin Wugou went back to the West Hall. Ning Chen stopped for a moment in front of zangji Pavilion. Finally, he didn't go in and left.

Now, the situation in the imperial city is too chaotic. He can't be distracted. Her affairs can only be discussed in the future.

As night falls, Ning Chen doesn't return to the mansion, but goes to Prince Yan's mansion.

Since he came back, he has not had time to express his thanks to his predecessors. He should go in person because of his feelings and reason.

In Prince Yan's mansion, the green and red swords cross the void and insert them on the ground with a clang sound. Prince Yan stands in front of him, waiting for someone to come.

After a while, Ning Chen walks in and pays homage.

"Elder"

"en"

Prince Yan nodded and waved his hand, then the green sword flew out and fell in front of the former, shaking his cold.

"Let's see how much progress you have made"Ning Chen pulls up his green sword and his eyes are tiny. This is his first time to fight with his predecessors. He also wants to see how far away he is from the strongest people in the world.

When he presided over the first world war with duer temple, he set up too many secret moves. Only after many calculations can he defeat the Buddha in the world. However, this does not mean anything.

If he does it again, he has no doubt that the losers must be him and lime.

At the end of my mind, Ning Chen moves. The frost condenses the sword, the snow stirs, and the sword cuts the sky.

"Bang"

Prince Yan turned his hand, and the red sword was in front of the green sword. However, when he heard a bang, the afterwave swung away quickly, and their clothes shook up and they were hunting in the wind.