The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the west of Xichuan, the swordsman talks about the sword. In the East, it is said that the swordsman of the emperor is in a strong position to make trouble and know his fate.

A heavy hit, at the foot of an inch has been difficult to move, Ning Chen a battle spirit is still high, unyielding spirit, earth shaking.

Between heaven and earth, the meaning of the sword diffuses. Where it passes, everything turns into a sword.

Around Ning Chen, Zhu Xian's Four Swords feel the unyielding fighting spirit of their master. They are also affected by this, and they tremble fiercely and ask for a fight.

"Take up the sword!"

The sound of the sword again, like thunder, resounds all over the world. The four swords of killing immortals sound. Even if the body of the sword is incomplete, it can't stop the desire to fight.

"Shua!"

Heaven and earth, Zhuxian four sword out of the air, then, ningchen figure also slowly rise, blood red long hair flying, sword meaning startling.

In the middle of the four swords, Ning Chen's blood is burning, just like the emperor in the sword.

In front of him, the master of the emperor's sword felt the astonishing fighting spirit of the former. He looked down and flew out in front of him.

The next moment, the master of the emperor's sword clenched his hands, and the blood flowed continuously into the sword.

In the face of an unprecedented powerful opponent, the master of the emperor's sword uses blood to shepherd the sword and exert the strongest power.

Blood into the sword of the son of heaven, in an instant, the glory of blood red straight through the heaven and earth, powerful and incomparable pressure, circle after circle swing open.

Outside the war situation, Bai forgetting language and demon moon had to retreat again because of the impact of their sword pressure.

"My Lord."

Demon month looked at the empty eyes closed plain clothes figure, eyes are full of worry.

Front, white forget language Mou also have congealing color, this time, is the final move?

How long can his body last?

In the war, in the void, the two strongest swordsmen condensed their last strength and poured it into the sword continuously.

The pride of life is the sword in hand. No one is willing to step back even in the face of a stronger opponent.

"Nirvana

The final move is to return to the original nature, and return to the original intention when learning sword. Ning Chen opens his eyes, points to the sky, and points to scratch.

In a shocking move, heaven and earth collapse, the sword finger passes, and everything withers.

On the other side, the master of the emperor's sword clenched his fists at the same time, the blood waterfall burst open, and the nine blood colored dragons coagulated into nine swords.

Zhuxian Four Swords fly by, nine swords meet, and crash in the center of the war.

The last move is to join forces. From the center of the war, the terrible bloody waves spread rapidly, destroying the sky and the earth, which is shocking.

"Eh!"

In the rough and bloody waves, two figures flew out together, crashing one mountain after another.

I don't know who wins or who loses the first World War. Outside the war, Bai forgetting looks more and more dignified, waiting for the final result.

Two different directions, the collapse of the rocks, two figures at the same time up, the whole body dyed red.

The invincible master of the emperor's sword is still invincible. However, he will never lose anyone in his life.

"Draw?"

White forget language brow light wrinkly, unbelievable way.

Boom!

At this time, in the sky, four streamers sped by, and the figure was so fast that it was hard to see.

The four fighting generals of shenting appear. At the front, Qingjian's figure passes by and directly moves towards the place where Zhiming is located.

On the other side, the master of emperor's sword frowned at the four uninvited guests.

The fighting generals of shenting?

Why are they here?

A hundred miles away, among the collapsed rocks, qingjiandou God will appear, looking at the figure in front of him who almost stands by instinct, his eyes narrowed.

What a fierce fighting spirit, it's almost impossible for him to get close.

At this moment, in the distance, a sword light broke through the air and stopped the former.

Then, Bai forgetting language with demon month appeared, looking at the front of the fight God general, deep voice way, "Qingjian fight God general, this person you can't move."

"I have no malice."

Qingjian looked at the young man in white in front of him and said, "just now, I accidentally hurt this little brother. That's why I came here to solve the dilemma."

White forgets language Mou son to narrow up, the vision sees the three fight absolute being generals that the front side sweeps, open a way, "green Jian fight absolute being generals still think of a way to solve own trouble first."

Qingjian moved his eyes and flashed a cool color.

It's really endless!

Three pointed two edged sword into the ground, Qingjian a light drink, majestic true yuan crazy surge, eyebrow center, the light is big, bright as the sun.

In a flash, the divine light broke through the air. This time, it was even more powerful than the previous steps. It had a huge range and a direct aftereffect of a hundred miles.

In the front, the three plundered fighting gods will feel the terrible power in front of them. As soon as their faces change, they will immediately escape.

However, the scope of the divine light is too wide, and the three fighting gods will not be able to avoid all the divine powers in time and will be affected.

With a roar and a violent impact, the three fighting gods will fly hundreds of miles directly and fall under the collapsed mountain.In the war, Qingjian's eyebrows were covered with blood. It was obvious that his earth shaking move was extremely difficult.

"Go

There is no hesitation about the fleeting opportunity. Qingjiandou will take the three people in front and leave quickly.

A hundred miles away, the three fighting generals got up in a mess and looked at the distant Qingjian fighting generals. It was too late to catch up.

Not far away, the master of the emperor's sword didn't move his hand again. His eyes swept by, and he looked very cold.

A wet blanket!

When the battle was interrupted, the master of the emperor's sword didn't want to fight any more, so he turned and left.

Thousands of miles away, in the endless primeval mountains, Qingjian appeared with three people for a rest.

"His injury is so serious that he must be cured as soon as possible."

Qingjian looked at the young man in plain clothes and said in a deep voice.

He didn't say much. He stepped forward and drew yuan with his sword finger. His magic power kept flowing into Zhiming's body.

In the front, Qingjian guards the Dharma and guards the three fighting gods.

Demon month stands on one side, eyes looking at the front, eyes full of worry.

"Eh!"

About half an hour later, Ning Chen's mouth rang out with a dull hum. The sword Qi of the emperor in his body was scattered and forced out of his body.

In the earth shaking World War I, Zhiming was severely injured. Even if the devil was not killed, he suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Void, Ning Chen's whole body, evil spirit surge, not extinguish the evil body, quickly repair the injury in the body, the magic lines appear on the eyebrows, and the evil appearance is fully displayed.

"The devil?"

Qingjidou God will feel the majestic evil spirit of the former and frown lightly.

White forget language convergence breath, calm way, "the devil how, the cabinet as God court fight God general, different betray God court."

Qingjidou God will be silent. It's true. God and devil are the same after all. There is no difference.

When did he become so vulgar.

"Eh!"

Ning Chen mouth, stuffy hum again rings out, gradually, a pair of eyes open, deep as the abyss.

White forgets language to look at in front of the person, in the vision flash different color.

It seems that the demon phase woke up first.

Ning Chen gets up, a body evil spirit surging, seriously injured in the body, temporarily difficult to take breath.

"Qingjian?" Ning Chen opens his mouth and calms down.

"Exactly." Qingjidou God General nodded.

"You owe me an apology." Ning Chen looks indifferent way.

Qingjian fight God will face a Zheng, immediately in the heart a sigh, toward the former apology a gift, way, "sorry."

One side, white forgets language to look at the facial expression straight Leng, don't know why.

Ning Chen nods and accepts the apology.

In battle, there are always winners and losers and variables. Although he didn't like the variables this time, such variables also saved his life.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, rather Chen body a stagger, a mouthful of blood vomit out, dye red body front earth.

"My Lord."

Demon month hastens to come forward to hold the former, urgent voice way, "how are you?"

"No problem for the time being."

Ning Chen gently pushed away the woman, calm way.

Not far away, four broken swords were inserted on the earth, and there was no sound. In a big war, the last aura of the swords was almost exhausted.

Ning Chen looks at four immortal swords and is silent.

One side, white forget language, heart a sigh, did not say much.

The swordsman's sword is the most important thing. These four swords are extraordinary weapons. It's a pity to destroy them.

"Zhuxian four swords."

At this time, the general noticed the four swords on one side. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said.

"Well?"

Ning Chen hears, the facial expression a coagulates, looking back at after death fight God general, sink a voice way, "do you know these four swords?"

When he came to the divine world, he seldom used the four swords, and few people could recognize the origin of the four swords.

"The treasure of the four fairylands in ancient times was destroyed at the end of ancient times. With the collapse of the four fairylands, its whereabouts are unknown." Qingjidou said slowly.