The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At the end of the fog forest, the sky fire was burning for nine days, the fire waves were rolling, and the power was earth shaking and shocking.

Dusk into snow standing in the sky fire, green silk dance, in the hand of a shadow sword constantly tremble, sword gas flow, do not want to half yield.

Ning Chen stands at the gate of the underground mansion, looking out through the fuzzy and twisted forbidden ripples in front of him. His eyes are worried.

He had experienced the suffering of sky fire, and knew how difficult it was. Moreover, the sky fire power of dusk Chengxue was much stronger than that of that day.

The clenched fists show Ning Chen's restlessness in his heart. The feeling that his strength can't make him go crazy.

Every man has his weakness. The so-called care leads to chaos. The more concerned he is, the more he can't be equal to others. His usual ruthlessness and calmness will vanish at the moment when a woman should be robbed.

Emotion is the most uncontrollable thing in the world. It doesn't change with people's will. There is no right or wrong, and there is no reason.

"Drink"

under the sky fire, the dusk snow roars, the white light rises all over the body, the vast breath is surging, and flies to the sky.

Endless fire, Haydn when surging violently, a huge ball of fire fell, like a meteor fire shower, hit against the sky.

At dusk, the whole body is covered with snow, and the sword spirit is very strong. The sword Qi is gathered all over the sky and goes up to the sky.

The roar of the collision sound, fireball, sword blow open, the afterfire floating, scattered all over the sky.

After the first heavy rain of fire, God's anger towards mankind seems to be more than three points. With a bang, pillars of fire fall down, running through the sky and earth, forming a huge cage.

In a flash, the nine days were like overturning, and the endless sky fire was like a waterfall, drowning the figure in it.

In the hell, Ning Chen's heart beats fiercely, looking at the falling sea of fire, desperately looking for the familiar shadow.

"Jianyu Feihong"

in this moment, a huge wing opens in the sea of fire, slamming the flames around. A moment later, the wings of the sword flutter, and the beautiful shadow in the sea of fire suddenly disappears, turns into a white light, and rises against the sky again.

Nine days of fury, fog forest, fire roar, sound intensified, such as dull lightning flash, constantly reverberate in the sky.

The color of Tianhuo changed. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a gorgeous red.

"Rainbow robbery"

in the Confucian school thousands of miles away, Prince Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. Who in the world was responding to the robbery and how could it cause such great anger from heaven.

Nine days above, into the red sky fire, power suddenly increased seven points, pure and powerful flame, burning everything between heaven and earth, even the air at this moment are burning violently, into a sea of fire.

Just now, the pressure of Dusheng Xuedun is doubled, and the speed of retrograde is half slow.

Nine days of unattainable, dusk into snow looking at the eyes of heaven, but always a firm, half a moment also did not shake.

With the rhythm of Chengying sword, the beautiful shadow in the fire light is gradually blurred, the sword wings disintegrate and disappear between heaven and earth.

At the next moment, the light of the sword soared into the sky, and the shadow disappeared. Instead, it turned into a snow-white sword. The barren city was peerless with a sword. The strongest sword was a sword at any time.

Xingzhijuan is the fastest sword in the world, and the sword is also fast. At this moment, the snow colored sword becomes the fastest sword in the world, shining and rising against the sky.

Nine days thunder, the sea of fire down, do the last struggle, however, the sword light or break through nine days, a sword cut the sky, in the sky into a huge gully.

All over the sky, thunder and fire tremble, roar, collapse and Teng, quickly dissipate.

The snow colored sword disappeared for nine days and reappeared at the mouth of the hell.

The sword is scattered and returns to the beautiful shadow. The snow looks pale at dusk, and is held by two hands.

"Go back and have a rest" Ning Chen holds the woman beside him and walks towards the underground mansion step by step.

Surprisingly, dusk into snow also didn't resist, let Ning Chen support, don't speak also don't language, just tired to go forward.

He said that he and she used to know each other. Maybe it's true.

Just now, when he was hurt by Zhige sword, did he choose to save her first because he was immortal?

"Er"

at the moment of mind shaking, the heart of Dusheng Xuexin was shocked, and a mouthful of blood vomited out, and the blood stained her white clothes.

She did not know that once she chose to forget her love, she could never look back.

Ning Chen also don't know, see dusk into snow spit blood, subconsciously, hold the hands of the latter more tightly three points.

……

BEIMENG camp, Shuai Zhang, where Lingyue sits in front of the desk, looking at the letter from the royal capital of BEIMENG, his brow can't help wrinkling.

Xiao Mingyue's request is not easy to handle.

Two dynasty fight now life and death, rather Chen isn't a fool, how can go over to die.

It's a pity that he escaped from the last encirclement. Otherwise, he would not have taken so much trouble.

To the East, the Wangs have made up their mind that they will fight against the summer only after the smoke has entered northern Mongolia. The matter must be settled as soon as possible."Come person" every listen to month Mou son light to flash, open a way.

"In" a soldier walked in and said respectfully.

"Send this letter to the palace as soon as possible," said fan Lingyue calmly.

"Yes" the soldiers took the letter and walked out quickly.

After the letter was sent out, fan Lingyue was just about to get up. Suddenly, he faltered and vomited blood. He dyed his marching picture red.

Oil lamp dry disease, worse than expected even faster, who listen to the month closed his eyes, struggling to lean on the seat, the heart rose a strong fatigue.

There are less than three months left, and she has to survive.

The bloodstain on the March map is mottled. Fan Lingyue slowly opens his eyes, looks at the March map through the bloodstain, and continues to seriously think about every step in the future.

Summer's luck will not end, she forced this moment ahead of ten years, can succeed, depends on the last two months.

Outside of the North Mongolian camp, teams of patrolling soldiers pass by. Fan Lingyue walks out of the tent and looks at the soldiers outside. His eyes are calm.

There is no doubt that Daxia is powerful. Even after several times of civil strife, its strength is greatly damaged. However, in the face of multi-party cooperation, it can survive to today, which is enough to show the profound foundation of the imperial dynasty.

The success or failure of this expedition will determine whether northern Mongolia can prosper in the next hundred years.

Until now, there is no secret between northern Mongolia and Daxia. After that, there is a real life and death duel.

She believed that the northern Mongolian cavalry was invincible.

Now the reinforcements from northern Mongolia are constantly passing through the city of Yangui. On the other hand, in the north of Tianmen pass, except for the 300000 troops of the three Marquis of Daxia, there are not many left. It is only a matter of time before the reinforcements from northern Mongolia break through the barrier.

North Mongolia has done everything for the sake of this war and will never allow it to fail.

"Letters from military and national divisions" a general came and handed a letter respectfully.

After reading the letter, fan Lingyue destroyed it completely.

This is the best news. I hope I can give you a surprise.

"Boom"

at this time, the sky thundered, thousands of miles away, thunder clouds suddenly appeared, the sea of fire continued to the sky, forming a terrible scene of burning the sky.

All listen to the moon Mou son cold light flash, quietly looking at the sky fire disaster from the beginning to the end, never said a word.

It's not him!

From today on, there will be a second born strong man in the world.

This era is a big world. Now it's at the beginning of the big world. In the future, there will be more and more young Tianjiao coming into the world. Unfortunately, she can't see it.

……

In the dragon garden of the Confucian school, a Confucian student came forward, looked at the figure in green clothes in the courtyard, and said respectfully, "Prince Yan, the commander of the army asked you to go to the Zhubing pool"

"en"

Prince Yan answered. He took a look at aman, who was fighting with a dragonfly not far away, and said, "aman, come with you"

"Oh"

aman looked at Fei reluctantly The little dragonfly, however, answered obediently and trotted over.

Ten miles away from the dragon garden, the scholar took the two men to zhubingchi. When they arrived, they saluted and retired.

Zhubingchi is a forbidden area of the Confucian school. Except for the command, few people are allowed to enter.

They set foot in Zhubing pool and went deep step by step in an ancient place surrounded by swords and spears.

Along the way, there are weapons all around. The sharp edge makes people feel like they are in the ocean of weapons.

Aman didn't like to practice or fight, and he didn't feel for the magic weapons that the world yearned for.

Prince Yan wanted to bring aman to choose weapons together. However, seeing that the little girl didn't care at all, he knew that he couldn't do it. He didn't say much and went on.

These three thousand soldiers are all the accumulation of Confucianism for thousands of years, among which there is no lack of real magic weapon, only waiting for the master to come.

They walked forward. After ninety-nine steps, a huge underground fire pool appeared at the end of the sea. Suddenly, the heat wave came to their faces, which was unbearable.

In the center of the earth fire pool, a blue sword rises and falls. The cold air flows and collides with the heat of the earth fire.

At this moment, the commander of the army came. A man of about 40 years old, under his bun, had an ordinary face, but he had an indescribable fierce momentum, which made people subconsciously feel awed.

"Prince Yan, the last step is up to you," said the commander.

"En"

Prince Yan nodded and immediately moved. Before the green sword, he stepped on the ground fire and stood on it.

The next moment, the sword frame shakes, and with a clang sound, the red sword flies out and falls beside the green sword.

At the same time, the green and the red felt each other. Suddenly, half of the sea of fire and half of the ice spread rapidly in the forbidden area of zhubingchi.

Under the influence of the breath of the double swords, the three thousand soldiers sea began to tremble at the same time, cheering for the imminent regeneration of the green sword.Prince Yan's right hand brushed the body of the sword, and a touch of red blood fell on the green sword. In a flash, the cold was strong, the red sword was in the same breath, the fire was surging into the sky, the two swords flew out, the ice and fire were walking together, and two beautiful rainbow lights were drawn in the air.

A moment later, the reborn green sword flew to Prince Yan's side, constantly trembling and telling her parting in silence.

"It said that it missed you," ah man said with a smile.