The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the northern Mongolian camp, an urgent secret report was sent to Shuai's tent. After listening to the moon, fan's face changed slightly.

Prince Yan went west to challenge Wu Jun. Wu Jun was seriously injured. The holy cult retreated 200 Li on horseback and could not get out.

Every Ling Yue gets up and comes to the marching map of the army. He carefully weighs it for a long time. Just as he is about to give an order, he sees a familiar figure walking in.

"It's you"

"I haven't seen you for a long time"

the sight of seeing each other arouses the coldest intention of killing. Fan Lingyue looks at the figure in front of her. After a short surprise, her slim hand sticks out and forces her to come.

Ning Chen feet move, sword finger Cong frost, also meet.

There was no conversation, no hypocrisy, only cold murder.

When the two moves collide, the aftershock swings away. Shuai Zhang can't stand the power of the scattered sword and is split into pieces.

There is no mercy in both hands. Today is different from the past. If the opponent dies, the battle will never change.

The coldness on the sword finger is cold to the bone, and the white light on the slim hand is extremely merciless. At the moment of confrontation, the killing light is brilliant.

The news of Shuai's tent attracted the attention of several of the nearest generals in the army, and they came quickly.

In the distant night, dusk Chengxue looks at the battle and doesn't mean to help at all.

Among the seven generals who came, four of them were above Jiupin. They said nothing and immediately joined the war.

Ning Chen with a block five, the cold on the hand is more and more fierce, the brave capital is arrogant, half does not fall behind.

The sword points to the silver light. Among the five, fan Lingyue is the most powerful and can block most of the attacks.

The rest of the four people to help, with tacit understanding, for a time into a stalemate.

After the arrival of the seven generals, another strong member of the army in the later period of the ninth grade came to join the battle and killed the camp breakers with six enemies and one.

In the face of the six people, Ning Chen did his best for the first time. His sword was unprovoked, and his sword Qi came out around his fingers, shaking the six people's edge.

The fierce battle between heaven and heaven is so fierce that the surrounding soldiers under the nine grades dare not get close for fear that they will be swept in and die in vain.

The more fierce the battle is, the more stalemate the situation is. Ning Chen's spirit is highly concentrated. However, there is always an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Fan Lingyue's performance is strong enough, but not enough.

The invincible white light of the past seems to be much weaker today.

In the battle, not the slightest distraction, Ning Chen had no time to think about it, his left hand turned, Qi led waves, heaven and earth changed, blue waves churned, reappearance of the eldest grandson's unique skills.

"The waves startle the heaven and the earth"

the huge waves divide the sky and split the earth, and immediately shake off the five nine strong men. When they listen to the moon, they hesitate a little, move at their feet, withdraw ten feet, and temporarily avoid the edge.

Ning Chen eyebrows don't consciously a wrinkly, how return a responsibility.

With the strength of Lingyue, we should not be so passive.

Think of here, rather Chen figure a flash, bully the body and go up, rely on matchless foundation and immortal body, force the former to use full strength.

He is not willing to touch the moon, five points offensive, five points defensive, still strong, but less the past that overwhelming courage.

"Keke"

after a hand to hand collision, the two men retreated three Zhangs together. As soon as Lingyue was about to move again, he suddenly faltered, covered his mouth and coughed violently, and the blood overflowed.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed and said coldly, "your physical condition is much more serious than I expected, but I won't say anything fair to you only"

when the words fell, Ning Chen bullied himself again and forced his life to pass.

At this time, a sharp halberd light appeared and chopped down.

Ning Chen Mou son a cold, the body one side, the sword finger turns over, Keng however a sound swings to open halberd light.

"Zhiming Hou, dare to create the northern Mongolian camp, is that you are confident, or that you don't know how to live or die?" feeling carefree out, standing between the two, long halberd in the hands of dazzling, killing.

"Feeling carefree" Ning Chen recognized that this person should be the most powerful and powerful person in the army of northern Mongolia.

Unfortunately, power and strength are not equal. He came at the right time.

Seeing that qingwuyou came, fan Lingyue stepped forward and calmly explained, "qingwuyou, you immediately take 30000 light cavalry to delay the march of xueyihou in Daxia, and reinforcements will come soon in Daxia"

"but, military adviser, you look a little hesitant.

"It's nothing but, go on!" All listen to the cold moon.

"Yes I'll leave at once.

"It's too late, tonight, no one wants to leave"

before the words are heard, Ning Chen's figure has disappeared and reappeared in front of his body. His sword fingers are broken and the cold light is piercing.

At the same time, all listen to the moon also followed up, rising Yingying white light, extremely dazzling.

Ning Chen's left hand turned over, and Han Ran's hand immediately felt that the true Qi was draining away and his successor was powerless.

The strange skill body reappeared, Ning Chen immediately converges the true Qi and withdraws ten Zhang."Go" to listen to the cold voice of the moon.

Feeling carefree, dare not delay, leave quickly.

"Go" rather Chen cold hum a, break Shang bow out, brilliant silver light, three arrows break empty.

The terrible three arrows follow the stars month by month. Beyond the limit of space, they are in front of qingwuyou in the twinkling of an eye. The next moment, blood splashes all over the sky.

Qingwuyou blocked the first two arrows, but could not block the third. In a flash, he was seriously injured.

"It's you who want to die"

seeing his subordinates injured one after another, a touch of anger flashed in his eyes, green silk danced, and his whole body was white, and his body was raised to the peak.

Ning Chen doesn't dare to be careless. In the face of the opponent who finally tries his best, he raises his hand and points out that the sword reflects nine days and the moon.

"A wave breaks thousands of miles"

the waves start, roar and roar. In the rolling waves, a sword opens the sky and cuts down.

Every one who listens to the moon is not afraid. He holds the waves with one hand. In the bright white light, the meaning of Kaitian sword disappears.

Ning Chen back to the gas moment, where listen to the moon figure a flash, turn palm print out, black blood dye empty.

Still as the first time, strong to incredible opponent, Ning Chen mouth blood dripping, look dignified.

He doesn't believe that there are absolutely invincible skills in this world. Even the immortal body has flaws, not to mention the skills that are cultivated the day after tomorrow.

In order to explore the limit of the former, Ning Chen once again urges the true Qi. Between the turning of his hands, the blue waves cover the sky and the earth, and the sky falls down, like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

"Stupid!" When the right hand of Lingyue comes out, the fury of the nine days dissipates. At the next moment, the vast palm power is imprinted, and the blood is scattered three Zhang away.

Angry all listen to the moon, like heaven female martial god, light protection, a pair of white hands invincible, strong to invincible.

In the distance, the officers and soldiers of northern Mongolia were shocked by the terrible force displayed by the military division who was famous for their wisdom.

It is no longer a secret that the military division will be able to fight, but no one expected that the military division would be so powerful.

Even if innate, I'm afraid it's just so.

Ning Chen chest a burst of dull, vomit a mouthful of blood, barely stand firm body, look half cent also don't shake.

He always believed that there was no perfect body, but he had not found a way to deal with it.

In the distance, dusk Chengxue looks at the white light on fan Lingyue. Her eyes are slightly narrowed. She doesn't know what kind of skill it is. She has such absolute invincible power.

The war situation changed so fast that fan Lingyue, who was a little clumsy at the moment before, no longer cared about his body and did his best at this moment. He immediately showed overwhelming and terrible strength.

At the peak of Jiupin, there used to be a son of God as powerful as Tianjiao, and then there were Xia Ziyi, mu qianshang and other amazing talents. Ning Chen, the slowest, had fought against congenitally and human Buddhas, and his strength was strong. There is no doubt that he was no less powerful than any young generation of Tianjiao. Especially after this pass, his cultivation reached the peak of Jiupin, and his strength increased greatly. However, this is not the case In the face of the peak of the next day, the moon still seems so embarrassed.

There is no perfect person in the world, but there is a listening month. If it is not for the illness, no one can imagine how terrible this woman will be.

Ning Chen hand a probe, pull out the ink sword, figure flash, a sword break out.

Since Zhenqi is useless, he can only win by means of moves.

The ink sword is waving, and the frost is falling all over the sky. The sword in Ning Chen's hand is fast and fast. Facing the invincible people, he tries to find the flaw as much as possible.

If you listen to the moon, you will not change. If the sword enters the white light, you will lose seven points of speed immediately. If you have more than three points of strength, you will no longer be able to kill the enemy.

The slender hand shakes the ink sword and startles a waterfall. This is the melting of the falling frost, which cannot exist in the Yingying white light.

Sword light, white light, the chaos of the war, Ning Chen sword based, supplemented by breath, barely a war.

The blood in the corner of his mouth is not a battle wound, but an attack.

Thinking about the situation of the war, every one who listens to the moon endures his illness and raises his whole body again. The white light is even more powerful, like the second bright moon rising and shining all over the world.

"The rolling of the moon, the falling of the moon is silent"

the rolling of the moon moves reappear in the world. Suddenly, where the moonlight shines, all things are still.

The first time I saw the heavenly script move, Ning Chen was even more shocked. What shocked me was why he could use the moon scroll move. What shocked me was that his body could not move, even his true Qi could not work.

At the next moment, every listening moon comes to the front of the body. He has a strong hand to destroy the whole heart of ningchen.

"Er"

Ning Chen flew out, his blood was scattered all over the ground, which was extremely tragic.

However, the amazing scene happened, and Ning Chen, who should have died, stood up again.

"Immortal body" where listen to the moon Mou son a MI, slowly way.

"Surprised?" Ning Chen vomited a mouthful of blood and said sarcastically.

All listen to the cold hum of the moon and say, "what about the immortal body? I don't believe it. You really won't die."With a wave of his hand, he was reluctant to leave. Under the ruins, an ancient sword flew in the air. The sword didn't come out of its sheath, but it gave people a strong and incomparable pressure.

"Net industry too early" distance, dusk into snow face a change, shocked way.

All Lingyue slowly pulled out the ancient sword in its sheath. Suddenly, the world changed, and a breath from the ancient appeared, shaking the world.