The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Xia Yanwu saw Ning Chen, after a short surprise, he calmed down, no fear, no panic, some are just arrogant.

"Zhiming Hou, I didn't expect that it was really you"

"not strange" Ning Chen said calmly.

Xia Yanwu looked at the sky and said, "it's not long since dawn. It's good to have someone to go to hell with you"

"you go first. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait for me." Ning Chen said slowly.

"That's natural. I'll wait," Xia Yanwu said with a big smile.

Two people's words, there is no one to understand, including the side of Xia Ziyi.

Going to hell together may be the best ending for both of them.

"Here to you" rather Chen saw a summer son clothes, way.

"En" Xia Ziyi nodded.

Ning Chen steps away, leaving the last battlefield to the two princes.

After Ning Chen leaves, Xia Ziyi looks at Xia Yanwu who still has a proud face in front of her eyes, and her eyes flash across a trace of sadness.

"Yanwu, you've gone wrong"

"it's a mistake to be born in this cruel palace. If I don't fight, I'll die. Merciless is the most imperial family. Success and defeat have never changed since ancient times," Xia Yanwu said lightly.

"Do you really have secret contact with northern Mongolia?" Xia Ziyi pressed down her emotion and asked.

"Yes Xia Yanwu nodded. Up to now, there is nothing to hide.

After hearing the former admit it, Xia Ziyi's face turned cold, and he said, "as the prince of Xia, do you deserve the trust of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and Jingwu Gong who died in the battle of Xia"

"those who have achieved great things need not stick to small details, but now it's useless to say anything. Let's see the real chapter." Xia Yanwu took a step forward, and the golden armor clanged. Although the defeat is certain, he was defeated A man who is not tied up will die in battle.

Xia Ziyi slowly raised his sword and sighed, "among our four brothers, the tenth brother is the best at forbearance, the eighth brother is good at heart, and the third brother is the most powerful. Today, it's the last time that the elder brother will fight with you"

with the sound of the sword coming out, the purple clothes are flying, and there are waves in the autumn.

Xia Ziyi sword, no extreme moves, no shock breath, but the world still seems to feel, shaking.

Xia Yanwu's face remained unchanged, his breath rose, his steps stepped out, his golden armor clanged, and his iron fists shook his Qiushui sword.

"When"

the sparks are shooting all around, the autumn water sword trembles, Xia Yanwu does not step back, drinks lightly, the Gongti urges, the powerful and heavy breath on the iron fist is pressed down, and immediately blows hard at Xia Ziyi.

"Not bad" Xia Zi's eyes slightly coagulated, his hand loosened, and his sword whirled around, turning into a flowing light from the sky. His sword was powerful and came straight through Xia Yanwu's spirit.

"Boom"

the hand grabs the fist, and between them, the earth can't bear the huge force, and suddenly cracks. In the roaring sound, the dust and sand are flying, and the cracks are hundreds of meters long.

At the same time, Xia Yanwu's right fist was made and could not move.

At the moment of crisis, Xia Yanwu didn't look flustered. He turned his hand to lift his breath, and the red waves surged out, shaking back Xia Ziyi for several steps.

Above, Qiushui sword is also shocked by this amazing breath, and the crisis of life and death becomes invisible instantly.

"Xia Yanwu, you really degenerated." Xia Ziyi stepped back and whispered.

It's pathetic and lamentable that the prince of Xia should be the master of northern Mongolia.

I don't know whether it's hate or disappointment. Xia Ziyi's eyes flashed a touch of loneliness. Is it worth it for the Xia emperor's position?

"Big brother, do you know what I hate most about you? It's this hypocritical look and expression." Xia Yanwu's face showed a sarcastic color. "There's no need to teach me a lesson. Now that I've stepped out of this step, I've been psychologically prepared. Today, life and death come from heaven"

after the trial, Xia Yanwu no longer keeps his hands, and his feet are hard, and the stone slabs are broken, and his domineering spirit soars and turns red The light of the golden armour, with boundless pressure.

With a sigh, Xia Ziyi converged his last sadness and tenderness. He held the sword with empty hands, and his black hair rolled back. His noble and righteous spirit surged out. The golden scroll was just beginning to open and appeared behind him. The golden characters bloomed with dazzling light. It was the unique knowledge of Confucianism that had no end in learning.

"Ancient gods perform martial arts"

as soon as his fists are shaken, Xia Yanwu steps on his feet fiercely. Suddenly, the ancient breath surges wildly. A huge statue with blue face and fangs, fierce spirits and evil spirits appear. As soon as PU appears, the violent pressure surges and the space collapses, making the whole world shake violently.

Outside the war, the three generals felt the sudden appearance of boundless evil. They were shocked. They looked at the prince with their eyes and flashed a thick worry.

The soldiers far away don't know what happened, but they can still feel the terrible pressure coming from the front. This level of fighting is beyond their reach.

Learning boundless, practicing martial arts to the ancient gods, after a loud noise, both sides stepped back together, but it was difficult to cover the gap in the basic moves. Xia Yanwu took more than ten steps to stabilize his figure.

On the other side, Xia Ziyi's breath was slightly disordered, but he didn't get hurt. After three steps, he split the aftereffect with a sword and refused to step back."Half a step!" Xia Yanwu's face changed greatly, and he was shocked for the first time since fighting.

Among the four kings, each had his own strong points, but the great prince, though extraordinary in all aspects, had no outstanding side. Gradually, everyone had agreed with him, got used to it, and never doubted it.

Because, Xia Ziyi's performance has been excellent.

"Ha ha, we are so stupid"

Xia Yanwu looks up at the sky and laughs, and his blood flows down the armor. He is not willing, not willing!

The spirit of war is rising, like the roar of fury, condensing into essence. What about half step congenitally? This is his last battle!

Xia Yanwu let out a roar, and his Gongti was raised to the peak. The stone slabs around him floated up. Like a burning God stove, he rose into the air and sent out a dazzling light.

"Jingwu Dongyao"

with unshakable fighting spirit, Xia Yanwu's lifelong cultivation is the strongest move. The light of martial arts is surging and surging, illuminating the whole palace.

The final move is to return to the moves taught by Jingwu Gong. Perhaps, in Yanwu Wang's mind, he has retained a touch of primitive respect for his teacher from beginning to end.

In the face of Jingwu Gong's famous move, Xia Ziyi raises his sword. The sword moves, and the stars gather. Suddenly, the Gongti breaks through the limit, and it has a congenital flavor.

"Stars crossing the border"

the two princes of Daxia finally chose the best way to understand the gratitude and resentment.

At the beginning, although they were different teachers, they were both Sangong's disciples. They had the idea of secretly fighting for supremacy from childhood. At this moment, with the move of life and death, they chose the move taught by Sangong. It seems that they want to end the years of struggle and enmity.

"Bang bang"

there was a huge sound of terror, the sky and the earth were pale, only to see the space burst, a figure flying upside down, falling on the ground, stained with blood, and even the battle armor were broken.

"Poof"

with a mouthful of blood spitting out, Xia Yanwu knelt down on one knee with blood streaming down his body. He tried to stand up for several times, but he didn't stand up. It was hard for his seriously injured body to sustain his fighting spirit.

"You lost" Xia Ziyi came slowly, looking at Xia Yanwu in front of him, light way.

"Ha ha"

Xia Yanwu smiles bitterly. In the end, he underestimates his elder brother. It turns out that the strongest person in the world is Xia Ziyi instead of Zhiming Hou.

"Do it"

close your eyes, Xia Yanwu doesn't have any fear on his face. He has been prepared for the defeat of the enemy, and he has fought for it. That's enough.

Little by little, the expected sword still hasn't been stabbed. Xia Yanwu opens his eyes and looks at the big brother in front of him. His heart trembles.

In an instant, the black hair was stained with frost, but the hand holding the sword was never stabbed.

Xia Ziyi's face is still very calm, and he can't see any waves. Only his long hair, which is gradually dyed white, highlights his inner sadness and struggle.

The night wind blowing, a touch of white hair flying, so dazzling, Xia Ziyi mouth a little bit of blood left, the body has a trace of instability.

"You go, there will be no king of martial arts in Daxia from now on"

the hand holding the sword fell, but Xia Ziyi finally failed to do so. With a sigh in his heart, he turned his back and did not want to face Xia Yanwu again.

"Prince, you let the chief down!"

Just at this time, two hidden figures appeared in the Dragon guards, shining with blood and white light, cutting down at the same time.

Xia Ziyi looks shocked. He swings the white light with one palm. At the same time, he uses his body to block Xia Yanwu's body. The Gongti urges him to block the bloody sword light.

Bang, the terrible aftershock broke out. Xia Ziyi didn't want to retreat, let the blood flow in his mouth, and always stood.

"No matter how he is not, it's my brother after all. I'll carry his fault!" Xia ziyihu is in front of Xia Yanwu and refuses to move.

"The master asked me to ask you, can you carry it?" Yan Wugou's eyes were cold and indifferent.

Xia Ziyi was silent and could not answer the question.

"The chief has orders. If your highness can't do it, we will do it. Today, the third prince must die"

after that, Yin Wugou and Kong Yu move again, and their swords are bright. They join hands to take the life of Yanwu king.

Xia Zi's clothes are blocked, and Qiushui's two swords are blocked. For a moment, they are deadlocked.

At this time, a startling arrow came down, and the power of terror was irresistible.

"No way"

in the face of this terrible arrow light, Xia Ziyi looks shocked, and there is no time to hesitate. His whole body is sublimated endlessly, and the golden pillar of light rises. At this moment, Xia Haowu finally shows his amazing talent and strength unreservedly, and forcibly rushes into the congenital realm.

A generation of pride!

Yin Wugou and Kong Yu were shocked. At the moment of separation, it was too late to accept the move.

Congenital broken state, let Xia Ziyi break away from two people entanglement, once again block in front of Xia Yanwu.

Arrow light, a loud noise, the golden light column dissipated, Xia Ziyi at the foot of the earth collapsed, blood gushing, but still do not want to retreat."Yanwu, I always remember that you are my hand and foot," Xia Yanwu, with his back to him, said in a soft voice, letting the blood dye his clothes red. "But you have gone the wrong way and done the wrong thing, but big brother will carry it for you"

after the arrow light, two sword lights will arrive again, and it will be a pity if you can't receive it.

Xia Yanwu's heart was trembling, and tears were pouring down his eyes. How could he be seriously injured? He could do nothing more.

At this moment, he stopped, and the past scenes constantly appeared in his mind. Born in this palace, what he saw most was not his father or his mother, but several brothers who grew up with him. Since childhood, Xia Ziyi always protected them everywhere like a little adult, and even was punished by his father every time to defend them and defend him It's Xia Ziyi who pleads and admits his mistake.

"Big brother"

with a final call, Xia Yanwu clapped his hand to the air sea without hesitation.

"Drink" the sea of Qi burst, the body immediately filled the whole body, seriously injured body also temporarily depressed, a clear roar, Xia Yanwu figure flash, came to Xia Ziyi and Tai Li Si Shuangxiong, turned back to smile, immediately exploded, blood and flesh flying, scattered all over the sky.

"Yanwu"

the aftershock of self explosion blocked the two sword lights, and the terrible power shook the three people tens of feet away, and they stopped in confusion. Xia Ziyi looked at the blood and bones scattered all over the sky, his heart trembled, and tears fell silently.

"Poof"

blood gushed out and dyed the earth red. Xia Ziyi looked up at the sky and laughed wildly, tears like rain