The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The night was like water. Ning Chen stood quietly in the courtyard of the mansion for a long time, as petrified and motionless.

Beside him, there was a common sword, nothing special.

He's waiting, waiting for the best time.

He was also thinking about what went wrong.

Today's Huakui meeting, Su Feiyan gave him a big surprise. Few people knew the secret of his unclean body, and they were all trustworthy people. The only exception was fan Lingyue.

If it's really fan Lingyue who sent out the news, it's worth thinking about.

In the world, if there are not many people in the eyes of everyone who listens to the moon, if Su Feiyan has the ability to do business with her, this girl's background may be even more terrible than he imagined.

Su Feiyan's intention to woo him is very obvious. On the surface, today's Lingyan Pavilion is working for the tenth prince, but he always thinks it's not so simple.

The change of the owner of Lingyan Pavilion is too sudden. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Su Feiyan has been hiding in the imperial city for so long. It can't be just a secret game of the tenth prince.

The fight for the throne of Daxia has reached the most intense moment. It's no surprise what kind of variables appear. What he needs to do is to do everything possible to keep the variables out of the game.

Chang sun gave him the talisman of the Longwei army. It can be said that he has put down his greatest trust and power. He can't live up to it.

The road from the palace gate to Tianyu hall is his bottom line. No one can enter until the situation is clear.

With the deepening of the night, the brightly lit imperial city is fading. Ning Chen is still standing in the courtyard, waiting for the time to come.

Mingyue sleeps soundly in the room, holding the big doll she bought, sleeping sweetly.

The little girl was excited for a day, but also tired. After she came back, she soon fell asleep.

Half of the time, this is a person's most tired, but the figure in the courtyard put on the ghost mask, pulled out the sword, moved under his feet, and quickly swept towards the direction of Yin river.

In the dark, the black figure disappeared before we could react.

On the Yinhe River, all the boats have come to the shore. After people left, there was a desolation after prosperity.

Ling Yange, tired for a day, Su Feiyan, who was ready to take a rest, suddenly felt cold all over, just like being watched by something dangerous.

"Shua"

the bright light of the sword appeared to the extreme, which was many times stronger than today's sword. It was a really amazing sword, and it was creepy.

Su Feiyan didn't see the figure behind the sword. He only saw the dazzling light of the sword. His mind was extremely focused. When he turned his hand, the spring thunder piano appeared, and the body of the piano turned over, which blocked the fatal sword with a clang sound.

"One string startles the eyes"

when one string moves, the piano starts to sound, and a purple light swings away, forcing it towards the comer.

The earth trembles, and a stone slab flies up, bumping into the purple light, blocking the power of the string.

I wave open, two people a step back, temporarily separated.

"Miss"

at this moment, Qiulan next door pushes the door and enters, looking at the figure in black in front of her, her face is angry.

"Be careful"

Su Feiyan, with a dignified look, reminds us that the coming is extraordinary. I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle today.

Under the ghost mask, the corner of Ning Chen's mouth bends slightly, and the coldest smile flashes across.

The volume of the earth is moving, and the dark yellow brilliance is flourishing. The floor of the room has changed, and it begins to vibrate violently because of the volume of the earth.

Qiulan first moved, the sleeves turned, a handprint.

Plain non smoke echo, spring thunder Qin move, double string open, purple reappearance, into a circle of ripples swing open.

Ning Chen didn't move. He cut off the sword in his hand. The light of the sword was sharp and the purple light was scattered. At the same time, with a bang from hand to hand, he felt sorry for Qiu LAN.

"Er"

it's a powerful and unshakable power. Qiulan can't bear the huge power. She retreats a few steps and looks up to the sky to vomit red.

As soon as the color of the plain non smoke changed, it was no longer retained. The four strings were plucked together, and the purple thunder started. It was like a thousand birds neighing. The floors of the tables and chairs around it exploded and turned into pieces in the thunder.

"Four strings sing, purple thunder frightens God"

the strong and alienating move turns the whole room into a purple thunder world, thundering and roaring.

In the face of Su Feiyan's astonishing extreme move, Ning Chen urges the earth to roll again. The vast air moves the broken floor to fly in front of him one by one, and turns it into a huge wall. The thick earth is poured in, and instantly coagulates.

The next moment, purple thunder hit the huge wall, scattered gravel all over the sky, aftershocks, as strong as Ning Chen can not fully bear, even back three steps, a burst of agitation in the body blood.

On the other hand, Su Feiyan was not easy to suffer because he forced the power of the four strings. His true Qi was consumed violently, and the blood of the four fingers of his right hand was dripping.

"Retreat"

the goal has been achieved. Ning Chen doesn't want to fight any more. He moves at his feet and retreats quickly.

Qiulan wants to chase, but is stopped by sufeiyan, "don't chase, you're not his opponent"

Qiulan stops, looks at sufeiyan and asks, "Miss, what's the origin of this man?""Can't see, from the beginning to the end, he is deliberately covering up his moves. Unexpectedly, there are such strong people hidden in the Imperial City," Su Fei said.

The strength of the coming people is beyond imagination. If they can't do their best, it will be even more terrible.

Now things are in trouble, and her skills have been exposed, which may become a potential hazard.

The night outside is getting deeper and deeper. After Ning Chen leaves Lingyan Pavilion, he passes quickly all the way. For a long time, seeing that no one can catch up with him, he just stops and takes off his mask.

"Er"

the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and dyed the ghost mask red, the last move just now, though blocked, affected the old wound in his body.

"Ding"

all of a sudden, the surrounding breath condenses, the bell sounds softly, and the ghost gas gradually rises. A ghost sedan comes from afar, black and white impermanent Road, ox head and horse face lift the sedan, step ten Zhang, and quickly approach.

"Ghost female" see this kind of strange elephant, rather Chen in the heart a surprised, facial expression tiny change.

"Young man, you're all right"

in the ghost sedan, the voice from far and near rang, thin and cold, which made people feel cold.

"Ghost girl, this is the world, not the place you should come to." rather Chen look gradually cold down, slowly way.

"I've come to retrieve the scroll of the earth that belongs to the hell." in the ghost sedan chair, the ghost girl said, "I didn't expect that you took the scroll of the earth that day"

"you've got the wrong person!" Ning Chen is indifferent.

"It's useless for you to deny it. Today, I will take away the scroll of the earth." before the words were heard, the ghost sedan car was walking, black and white were changeable, the ox head and horse face were walking, and in a twinkling of an eye, it was three feet in front of the body.

"Ghost famine, ghosts trapped in the sky"

ghosts appear, the wind is bleak, and ghosts fly out of the ghost sedan, trapping the surrounding world in a twinkling of an eye.

Ning Chen retreats with a heavy look. It seems that he exposed the secret of the scroll of the earth when he was fighting with Su Feiyan. I didn't expect that the ghost girl's response to the scroll of the earth would be so sensitive.

Now the trouble is that the injury in his body has a tendency to attack, and he has never had a fight with the people in the underworld. I'm afraid he will suffer a lot if he fights.

Think of here, rather Chen foot a step, bully the body and up, a sword stab to ghost car in figure.

The situation is not favorable. He must make a quick decision.

"Lingling" black and white impermanence hands wailing stick ring, knock to the coming.

Ning Chen doesn't move, turns over palm to swing open two mourning sticks, body shape quickly approaches ghost sedan chair.

"Ding" sound of gold and stone, cattle head and body block in front of the sedan, firm as a rock, long sword can not inch into.

"Not bad again!"

Ning Chen cold voice a hum, receive sword for palm, bang a palm print on the cow head body, immediately, a huge force swing open, shock fly cow head.

There is no obstacle between them. Ning Chen rushes into the ghost sedan, and his sword moves with him, drawing out the most dazzling light.

"Soul broken" ghost sedan chair, ghost light blooming, meet the sword light.

"Bang"

bipolar collision, the most terrifying afterwave, ghost sedan can not bear the huge force, smashed, scattered.

The ghost girl appeared in a red wedding dress with a red cap on her head. She couldn't see her face clearly. Only her cold ghost spirit made people feel creepy.

"Ka" a harsh crisp ring, Ning Chen hand long sword fragments, has not yet fallen in the ghost gas quickly ashes.

"Last time, hand over the volume of the earth." under the red cap, the bright red lips gently opened and said.

"Impossible" Ning Chen is still unmoved, cold voice returns a way.

"Let's die then"

the ghost girl's body moved, and the slender Baisen's hand stuck out, like the former's Dantian part.

Ning Chen dare not keep, the whole body breath burst out, double volume book operation, bang to a palm to meet.

The most powerful duel between Wuhou and guinv was a fierce one, shaking the surrounding earth. Cracks appeared in the streets, reaching tens of feet away.

Ghosts sealed the sky, there is no way back, Ning Chen has no choice but to play a way out.

In the first World War, half of the streets were destroyed, the ground was destroyed, the houses collapsed, and the people were devastated.

The power of the ghost girl is shocking. She has amazing power. Even though Ning Chen has two volumes of heavenly books and the foundation is unparalleled in the world, she is still fighting hard.

Just when they were fighting, a pair of calm eyes slowly opened in Prince Yan's mansion.

With a sound of "Keng", the green sword flew out of the sword frame and turned into a meteor to sweep the place of the war.

At the next moment, the green sword came down from the sky and cut off all ghosts with a bang, obliterating the ghost spirit.

As soon as the color of the ghost goddess changed, she quickly stepped back.

"The people of hell, should not appear in the world, retreat," Prince Yan opened his mouth, light way.

"Three disaster strongman"

the ghost girl felt cold all over her body, and her heart was shocked. There was such a terrible strongman in the imperial city of summer.

"Master, this son has the scroll of my earth, and the ghost girl must take it back." the ghost girl respectfully says, facing the direction of green sword.

"Ning Chen, return her," Prince Yan said calmly.Smell speech, rather Chen face dew difficult color, for a long time a sigh, work body urge, forced out of Dantian gas sea of volume.

Broken gold paper floating in front of the eyes, the golden light is brilliant, but more complete when the dark a lot.

"Take it" with a wave of Ning Chen's hand, the gold paper flies out and returns to the ghost girl's hand.

The ghost girl took over the broken scroll of the earth, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled. However, she solemnly saluted, "thank you, ghost girl owes you a favor"

"no more talking, bye bye"

Ning Chen was a little depressed, waved and walked away.