The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The Eastern god world, a Kendo war, who did not see the end, Qingyu Tianzun heavy damage, almost fall.

The master of the emperor's sword shows his unprecedented ability. With one move, he controls Bai forgetting language and demon moon, and turns himself into golden light and leaves.

On the Tianjing lake, Ning Chen cuts open the river with one sword, without any stop, and catches up with it at a high speed.

On the land of the divine world, the figures of the two passed quickly, one before the other. The speed was astonishing.

The speed of Phoenix is unparalleled in the world. Ning Chen is surrounded by Phoenix Fire and tries his best to catch up with the master of Tianzi sword in front of him.

After chasing for tens of thousands of miles, the master of the Tianzi sword stops and waves his hand. The light of the sword soars into the sky.

"Kill

The master of the emperor's sword came down, and thousands of white sword immortals flew out to encircle and know their fate.

"The battle is over!"

In the void, the master of the sword of the emperor opened his mouth and indicated.

"Drink!"

A deep drink, three thousand white sword immortal formation, sword light vertical and horizontal, force trapped Zhiming.

In the sword array of the emperor, Ning Chen stands in the air, his empty eyes looking at the front, and his white hair dancing with the wind.

"Such a sword array, you can't know your fate!"

Ningchen horizontal sword, sword, left hand and finger across, suddenly, a surging incomparable sword pressure spread, sword light thousands of thousands, cut to three thousand Sword Fairy.

Ten million swords cut sword immortals. In the sword array of the emperor, three thousand sword immortals were defeated and their white clothes were dyed red.

Outside the sword array, the master of the emperor's sword looked at the young man with white hair in front of him and said, "a hundred years, your sword has improved a lot."

In the sword array, Ning Chen's whole body is full of fierce sword spirit. He completely strangles a sword immortal in white. The sword of destruction does not leave any vitality.

"Let them go."

Ning Chen raised his hand, sword light surging, into thousands of sword flow out of the air.

The master of the emperor's sword wields his sword. The golden light of the sword breaks open and blocks the flow of thousands of swords.

"Do you know why I insist on catching this little demon?"

The master of the emperor's sword turns over with his right hand, the golden light of the sword looms, and the fierce pressure of the sword is infinitely close to the fifth realm.

In the sword array, Ning Chen has a feeling, and a bad premonition rises in his heart.

"Because this little demon has the sword seal left by me."

As he spoke, the master of the emperor's sword stretched out his hand and directly penetrated into the sea of Qi in the demon moon Dantian. His smiling face was immediately stained with vermilion.

"And this forgetful language, have you not doubted his identity?"

The master of the sword of the emperor said with a smile, "he is also the highest swordsman in the Oriental divine world, but his origin is unknown, even to himself."

In the sword array, Ning Chen's face changed, and he seemed to think of something. His figure swept out, and his whole body was full of murders.

All of a sudden, the sword array formed by three thousand sword immortals was scattered. Before the absolute sword pressure, even the exquisite emperor sword array could not stop the pace of knowing the destiny.

"Guess, but you can't stop it!"

The master of the emperor's sword said a word lightly. He raised his hand and pressed it on Bai forgetting's head. A strong and incomparable suction came out and quickly swallowed the latter's figure.

"Again I will

Before disappearing, Bai forgetting language's face, a farewell smile, whispered.

Ning Chen's body was shocked. The young men in white, who used to be high spirited in the past, competed with him all the time. In the end, they fought until the end of the heaven and the earth, relying on the guidance of the God of the moon.

He used to be an enemy and a friend, but later his life and death intersected. For more than a hundred years, Ning Chen had already regarded the young man in front of him as his best friend. After all, he didn't expect that everything was just a mirage.

"Well "The public."

In the void, the demon moon's face showed a touch of unwilling to give up. The sword seal and life in her body were swallowed up by the emperor's sword master. She only had time to say goodbye and could not speak any more.

Front, rather Chen body once again a shock, stretch out a hand to want to grasp, but what also can't grasp.

In the Western Buddhist world, the devil looks down at this scene.

Not good!

In the north of Shenjie, Shuiyun emperor's palace, the female emperor went out of the palace and looked at the eastern Shenjie with the same cold face.

So it is, Lord of the sword of the emperor!

Just, that little Phoenix, can withstand such a blow?

In the eastern divine world, over the Heaven Sword sect, the Lord of the Heaven Sword takes back the seal of the sword with the life of the demon moon. At the same time, he raises his hand and devours the body of the sword which has been cultivated for thousands of years. In an instant, on the void, a dazzling and unusual sword light rises into the sky, and the golden light is dazzling.

The seal of the sword is the guide. The master of the emperor's sword devours the body of the sword, and the two swords merge. The terrible sword pressure is sweeping wildly and earth shaking.

"Boom!"

Nine days above, dark clouds rolling, blocking the sun, dark clouds, thunder, resounding through the nine days.

Guided by the seal of the sword and combined with the power of the sword, the master of the emperor's sword took a step further and finally took the last step in the legend.

For thousands of years, no one on the sword has ever been able to prove the way of heaven. Today, the master of the sword of the emperor breaks the shackles and ascends to heaven.

The most terrifying scene is the whole body of the master of the emperor's sword, which is full of thunder and awe.Sword pressure, endless sword pressure, just like substance, from all directions, powerful and despairing.

The four divine masters felt the pressure of the sword and looked dignified.

What a terrible power.

In southern Xinjiang, the rising sun temple, the rising sun min God and the moon god stand in front of the temple, looking at the Oriental divine world with heavy heart.

The master of the emperor's sword sacrificed the sword with the power of the living beings. The white forgetting language and the demon moon were just the victims of the master of the emperor's sword.

"High priest."

The color of worry flashed in the moon god's eyes. Why is it so unfair.

In the fierce sword pressure of the Eastern god world, a sword fairy in white explodes. Everything belonging to him is taken away by the emperor's sword master and integrated into the endless sword pressure.

In front, under the impact of sword pressure, Ning Chen is dressed in plain clothes and hunting with the wind. His white hair dances wildly, but he never steps back. It's quiet and frightening.

In the empty eyes, little blood appeared, and a drop of blood and tears fell silently.

Gradually, Ning Chen's whole body, a Phoenix Fire fade, evil spirit surge out.

"Kill

Ning Chen steps, too calm, but it is more frightening.

Close at hand, Ning Chen in the hand, the magic sword cuts down, the prestige is magnificent incomparable.

Boom!

Thunder falls, two people are robbed at the same time, the terror of the day, bang in two people.

At the same time, the two hands of the sword edge handover, amazing sword pressure impact, unexpectedly is forcibly scattered thunder.

"Is that all your anger is?"

The master of the emperor's sword shook the people in front of him with his sword. He was surrounded by golden splendor. The unprecedented amazing pressure of the sword completely surpassed the front Zhiming.

The fierce sword presses down, Ning Chen's whole body skeleton rings out harsh friction sound, an inch is difficult to move.

"Kill

Strong and invincible opponent, almost invincible, however, Ning Chen is not willing to retreat, holding the sword swept forward, the magic sword cut down, kill all.

"Sword, should not be so weak!"

The master of the emperor's sword stretched out his hand, held the magic sword, and broke it with a clang sound.

Amazing scene, the magic sword broke, the emperor sword master pointed out, broke the front chest.

"Eh!"

A Hong spatters blood, flies to sprinkle all over the sky, rather Chen mouth blood spurts out, the body flies 100 Zhang.

The broken magic sword is so dazzling. In front of the sword of heaven, the sword of knowing fate is so powerless.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder fell. The master of the emperor's sword raised his head and said faintly, "go away!"

The emperor opened his mouth and followed his words. The sword was so strong that it cut away the sky.

In the terrible scar of the sword, the sky is full of clouds and clouds, and it is difficult to bear the sword of heaven.

In front of him, a hundred feet away, Ning Chen staggers and stabilizes his body. At his chest, blood flows down, and he dyes his plain clothes red.

The sword of heaven is incomparable. Zhiming is completely suppressed for the first time.

"Kill

Ning Chen holds the sword in both hands. In the fierce evil spirit, the human sword and Phoenix sword show up, and the destruction sword pressure has a sharp impact.

"It's too weak."

With the sound of the words, Jin Guangyao's eyes were shining, and the master of the emperor's sword was in front of him. With a sword, the void was broken.

Ning Chen's two swords answered, but when he heard Keng Ran's two crisp sounds, the two swords broke.

The clothes and silk are broken, and the blood spilled is red and white. Ning Chen's body retreats again and again, and the broken sword flies down, and the blood stains the sky.

"Under the heaven, there are all ants. Your sword is so weak that I have no interest in killing you."

In the void, the master of the sword of the son of heaven stepped forward step by step. Under his feet, pieces of void collapsed. The sword of heaven, which he had never seen before, could not bear even the void.