The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Green and red, interwoven with a bright rainbow light, crossed and circled, and directly attacked the only two acupoints in front of Wu Jun without sword mark.

The double swords break through the double acupoints. After this sword, the second sea of Qi, which is unknown to the world, will eventually appear in the world.

The light of sword is with you. You can't avoid it. You can't retreat. In a twinkling of an eye, you are in front of you.

Wu Jun ignores the green sword and cuts it in the end of time. He tries his best to block the red sword. The next moment, the ignored green sword passes through the body, bringing out a touch of gorgeous blood.

"Keng"

there was a sharp collision sound. At the moment when the sword collided with the halberd, the red sword flew and the halberd trembled.

Prince Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened. In the rush of his body, the sand sword quickly solidified in his hand and turned into the thinnest sword in the world.

At the moment when the halberd trembled and deviated, the sand sword passed by the body of the end of time, and a sword pierced into the two inches under the heart of Wu Jun.

"Er"

when the sand sword enters the body, Wu Jun snorts and steps back. His mouth is red and his immortal body is broken.

"Drink" Wu Junshen drink, bear heart pain, left palm turn, strong back to move.

There was a loud bang, and the two of them hit each other hard. Prince Yan was swayed out more than ten feet. After landing, a touch of blood slipped quietly from the corner of his mouth.

"Er" on the other side, Wu Jun stepped back two steps in a row. His whole breath was in a violent disorder. His true Qi ran up and scattered from the destroyed sea of Qi.

Since the war, the first appearance of defeat.

Before the battle of the two armies, the three generals and the triumphant Marquis were stunned, as if they thought of something, and their faces changed.

Wu Jun is going to lose!

The sand sword is scattered. It turns into a streamer and goes into the sword frame. Wu Jun's chest is full of blood, which is dazzling.

"The legend of summer is worthy of its reputation. Come again!"

When Wu Jun stepped on his foot, he opened his mouth and laughed. His arrogance was not reduced, and his blood flow was not stopped. He raised his halberd to lead the thunder, and his power shook the wasteland.

Prince Yan was completely absorbed in his work, and was not careless because he broke the spirit sea of Wu Jun.

He never thought that Wu Jun would be so easily defeated. There were five three calamities in the world. Except for the legend that the immortal night cult never appeared, Wu Jun was the first of the remaining four.

Can sit on the world's first position, by virtue of can't just immortal body.

There are Buddhas in the world, too. Unfortunately, he is the weakest one.

The green sword trembles and flies back to Prince Yan's hands. The surrounding temperature drops suddenly. At this moment, even the earth begins to freeze. The white world spreads and melts into the ice crystal world.

Heaven and earth condense, all things are like death. In the silent world, all sounds disappear, only the sword and the voice of man.

At the next moment, thunder falls from the sky, breaking the silence. The thunder sea rushes like a thousand birds whistling, rapidly disintegrating the ice and snow world.

The halberd, which was cut off, was blocked by the green sword. At their feet, the ground sank three feet and collapsed again.

Wu Jun's crazy bullying move is unparalleled. The green sword is trembling, and it seems that there is a voice of silence and sadness.

Prince Yan's face changed slightly when he heard the sword's breath. His figure flashed and he withdrew ten feet away.

"This battle is over"

with a wave of hand, the green sword returns to the frame, and the frame disappears and falls in front of aman.

"Aman, let's go!" Prince Yan's figure flashed, came to him and said faintly.

A man stares at big eyes, eyes in a blank, don't know how to return a responsibility.

In the battlefield, Wu Jun frowned, but he didn't stop him.

A man foolishly followed him with his sword stand on his back, and the victorious Marquis and Wu Jun had to order to retreat and return to the camp.

"Master, have you won?" Aman asked curiously.

"No," Prince Yan shook his head.

"Ah, I lost the fight." ah man was a little disappointed.

"I didn't lose," Prince Yan shook his head again.

"That's even?" Aman was very sure this time.

Yan Qin Wang laughed and said, "no, it's not finished."

"ah, oh" aman was surprised at first, and then answered clearly. If you don't fight, don't fight. It's right not to fight.

After a short stay in the black water army camp, they left that day. After the triumphal Marquis asked the reason, they did not stay any longer and watched them leave.

Although the battle was not finished, it at least determined the position of the second Dantian Qihai, leaving hope for defeating Wujun in the future.

"Master, where are we going?" aman walked a few steps, was pulled down, and then trotted to keep up.

"Confucian" Prince Yan walked in front and said.

"Why do you go to the Confucian school?" Aman knew nothing about Confucianism, but he asked curiously.

"Bujian" Prince Yan said calmly.

Wu Jun is really strong, and he still has some cards left to play. He doesn't know if he can win, but he knows very well that if he continues to fight, the green sword will be broken.

Green and red double swords are opposite swords. If you break one, the other will lose its spirit soon.

The war situation is changeable. Any sword is very important. It is almost impossible to defeat Wu Jun without using the green sword.Fortunately, Ning Chen asked him, he finished.

A day later, Ning Chen walked out of the hell and plundered toward the northern battlefield.

Xueyi Hou camp, Ning Chen appears, let is in the account to watch spies secret report of Xueyi Hou for one of the surprise.

In front of the figure, so familiar, in addition to the long time no sunshine and appear slightly pale face, everything else and the past have no change.

"Hou ye, long time no see" rather Chen openings, light smile regards a way.

"You are still alive as expected," sighed the marquis in blood.

Listening to what others say and seeing with their own eyes are two different things. Now seeing Ning Chen himself, he finally believes this fact.

After a simple conversation, they led the topic to the war between northern Mongolia and Daxia.

Ning Chen listens to the narration of blood clothes Hou, the facial expression is more and more dignified, the circumstance is far more troublesome than he imagines.

I thought that when the northern wheat valley was mature, the design forced the northern Mongolian army to the southeast of Daxia. In the future, it could slow down the pace of the northern Mongolian army's southward movement by taking advantage of the terrain. Unexpectedly, fan Lingyue saw through it and defeated Daxia army.

Now, BEIMENG rushes out of the encirclement. It is irresistible and makes Daxia in a mess.

Ning Chen goes forward two steps, looking at the March map, silent for a long time.

Now it's mid July, which should be the time of the year with the most rain. However, in summer, there is not much rain in the north this year, which also provides many convenient conditions for the invasion of northern Mongolia into the south.

Even heaven is not on the side of Daxia. It's not so easy for Daxia to recover the decline.

"How far are we from northern Mongolia?" Ning Chen asked,

"it's a day and a half's journey, but my troops alone can't stop the northern Mongolian army," the bloody Marquis replied.

No matter how powerful the imperial army is, it is impossible for it to resist the northern Mongolian cavalry on the plain. There is too much difference in its mobility.

"Speed up the March, there should be reinforcements coming soon," Ning Chen said slowly.

In the Western battlefield, no matter what the result of the battle between the predecessors and Wu Jun is, Wu Jun will be seriously injured. Without Wu Jun's religious army, the threat will be greatly reduced. With the triumphal Marquis and the black water army in town, it is enough to deter. The reinforcements previously sent to the west can be diverted northward to support the more urgent northern battlefield.

The battle report from the West should have arrived at Xia tomorrow. Now we are waiting for the reinforcements from the west to arrive soon.

"What's the matter?" he said.

Ning Chen simply told Prince Yan about his journey to the West. The elder said that he needed to do some things first, and it would take about a month to pass.

Count the time. It's almost there now.

"Sure"

Hou zhengse asked. He is not familiar with Prince Yan, but he has heard something about the past. But Wu Jun is really the number one in the world. It's hard to believe that Prince Yan has the strength to fight against Wu Jun.

"Yes, don't worry," Ning Chen nodded.

"Well, I'll bet with you once," said the bloody marquis.

Now there is no other way, step by step, Daxia will only lose step by step, it is better to gamble once.

As Ning Chen said, the reinforcements will come soon. If he suddenly catches up, it should bring surprise to the northern Mongolian army.

No matter how powerful that military adviser is, he can't expect the enemy to be the first in everything.

They discussed the details carefully. The Marquis of blood is a veteran general, and the grasp of details is not comparable to that of Ning Chen.

Most of the time, Ning Chen is listening to Xueyi Hou. When he's sure that it's not suitable, he will insert a sentence and simply say what he thinks.

Whenever this happens, the Marquis of blood will think for a long time and carefully consider the former's proposal.

Most of Ning Chen's ideas are very special. He jumps out of his mind and makes Xueyi Hou feel that he can't say it. It's very awkward. If you think about it carefully, it's not unreasonable.

The tactical ideas of the two worlds are the same while reserving differences. Through Ning Chen and xueyihou, they are constantly colliding this evening.

Tactics, has never been perfect, so, the two discussed most of the night, constantly vetoed and was vetoed.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ning Chen took a look at the sky outside the tent and said, "Lord Jingwu, please send a letter and let me go first"

"don't you stay?" Blood clothes Hou doubts to ask a way.

"Don't you know, I can't see the light?" Ning Chen pointed to the East sky and said with a smile.

How could he not know that on that day, the whole world could see clearly. When he saw him coming, he thought that the matter had been solved.

"The Marquis doesn't need to be sad. It's lucky for Ning Chen to survive. He can't expect too much more." after that, Ning Chen gives a fist and says, "well, I won't say much goodbye. I'll see you later"

as Ning Chen leaves, the marquis in blood walks out of the tent and looks at the disappearing figure of the former and is silent.

It's not clear that Da Xia owes him.

For the sake of this summer, Zhiming Hou gave up his life, emotion, reputation and everything. In addition to the few people who know the truth, most of the people in Daxia regard Zhiming Hou as a symbol of executioner and crime.The people are stupid, but they can't give up because of this. As Marquis Wu, they want to protect the country and millions of people without any excuse.

For thousands of years, the glory of marquis Wu has been won by generations of ancestors with blood. He, the Marquis of triumph, the Marquis of Zhiming, and seven other contemporary Marquis Wu are walking on this road until they die.