The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At the foot of Banyue mountain, Luan FengChen, who has been pursuing Ning Chen's whereabouts, finally finds the person he is looking for. The blood blade is shining, and the attack is merciless.

The four pole sage son who took back his Sabre is more powerful. He has one move in one style, and his oppression is far more than that of that day.

Ning Chen carries the heart, a broken sword to meet the enemy, although the heart has scruples, but between the sword front, still don't fall.

The battle between Tianjiao, rolling up a hundred Zhang snowflakes, obscures the field of vision, people can not see the battle.

Wind and snow, streamer, snow light constantly collision, each show off their edge, no one is willing to give way.

"The scroll of the earth, the earth turns thousands of times"

the scroll of the earth reappears, the earth churns, a large area of land splits, rises, and closes in the middle, just like an image of destruction, shaking the world.

The wind and dust are chaotic. The top of the blood blade is bright and powerful. It's the same move. In a piece of red light, thousands of thunders come down from the sky.

The two moves collide with each other, and the ground destroys the landslide. The light of the sword changes hands again, which is extremely fierce.

A hundred miles away, the evil king and others felt the fierce fluctuation of Qi in the distance. Their figure flashed by and quickly swept away.

In Lihuo gorge, Li Yan's mind turns, and according to the plan, his daughter should be sent to the holy land.

With the existence of this woman, the holy land will spend more energy on how to lead ningchen out, and the risk of their being found here will be reduced a lot.

The sound of Mo Jin's hammer beating on Qi Yun's soldiers resounds through the gorge. Ning Chen's face is already coagulating. He tears off a long cloth along his clothes and binds the unconscious man's heart behind him. On the green ink sword, the silver light rises and the frost quickly condenses.

Although he is not sure whether Li Youwei really betrayed him, it is absolutely not a coincidence that the evil king and so many people in holy land appear here together.

"Kill"

Yuyang Tianshen halberd is the first to bear the brunt, and the humiliation of Blackstone sea being cheated is vividly remembered all day long. Whenever I think of it, I will be filled with anger.

Bang, with a loud noise, the sword and halberd fight. At the foot of Ning Chen, the earth suddenly splits, and the huge ravines continue to spread, reaching a hundred feet away.

The two swords are united to form a tight sword net.

Ning Chen sees this, a sword swings open Yu Yang Tian, turn round to return sword, snowflake agitates, fight double swords.

At the moment when the three swords were fighting, dozens of moves had passed. It was hard for the dense sword net to resist the fierce sword force. One sword passed by, and the two people were red at the same time.

The halberd once again swept by, and the momentum was like the beginning of a mountain. Ning Chen stepped back and waved his sword to block the move. Another huge explosion sounded.

"Ka"

with a clear and crisp sound, the crack of the sword body extends half an inch further, Ning Chen's eyes coagulate, his left hand holds it falsely, he starts with the gorgeous sword, and then draws it out with his backhand. The bright sword lights his soul and kills him.

Yu Yang's heart was cold and his body retreated, but he was still half a step late. With a stab, his chest armor was broken and his blood gushed like a spring.

The sword of cloud and rain is delicate and long, and it is extremely complicated.

Yuyangtian's injury was reduced, and he also stood up. The halberd was powerful and overbearing.

The three fight in a wheel, and the sword and halberd fight each other. Ning Chen is one against three, and his face is not afraid. His sword is waving, and he is fighting like a God.

Green ink, Yandao waving in the last afterglow of the setting sun, there is blood in the fight between the sprinkle, three battles one, actually not the slightest advantage.

"When the snow is fast, the sword will snow for three thousand li"

with the sword of pleasure, snowflakes are flying all over the sky. Although the frost and freezing air are diffused by the wind and snow, the three people's moves are suddenly a little stagnant, the sword is dazzling, and a waterfall of blood flowers bloom again.

"Xuantian"

seeing that the war situation was not good, the disaster King took a look at the man not far away who had never moved and reminded him.

"Helpless" Xuantian sighed and waved his hand. A simple sword appeared in front of him. At the next moment, Hao sword came out of its sheath, and his body moved with it. It was in the middle of the war.

"Keng"

in the fierce war situation, an extremely clear sound of sword edge collision sounded, green ink, Hao sword confrontation, fierce sword meaning suddenly violent collision, scattered.

Shua ground for a while, Ning Chen's left face is delimited by the sword spirit aftereffect, black hair floats to fall, a bloodstain appears.

Yuyangtian, Xingyun and Buyu immediately strengthen the attack and siege, which is bound to kill the people in front of them.

Xuantian took part in the battle, and the attack was strengthened several times in an instant. Ning Chen's response was clumsy.

At this moment, he opened his eyes slowly and felt the familiar breath around him. He called out subconsciously, "master"

Ning Chen was a little distracted. His left hand Yandao broke and stabbed. His blood dyed his plain clothes red.

The edge of Hao sword is extremely sharp. In addition, Yan Dao has been seriously damaged in the turbulence of space. At this moment, it is hard to bear the power of the war and break.

"Snow floating in July"

Ning Chen drinks with a deep voice, and the green ink floats in the snow. In the process of wielding, countless swords swing away.

Yuyangtian and others were shocked to fly more than ten steps. The corners of their mouths were red. Xuantian retreated three steps. They suppressed the concussion and flashed a strange color between their eyebrows.

Is the sword of China so powerful?Although the young man in front of him is still far away from the men in blue clothes before him in the cultivation of sword, at this age, it is hard to imagine.

What kind of land can cultivate such excellent swordsmen.

For the first time, Xuantian has a little yearning for the eastern China. For those who love swords, the best thing is to meet a better opponent.

Ning Chen's back, the heart also recover consciousness, remember what happened, see in front of the situation of killing, immediately understand that is the master to save her and called to kill Bureau.

"Shifu"

looking at Shifu's plain white clothes with dazzling blood stains and tears in her eyes, I blame her. It's easy to trust others that brings so much trouble to Shifu.

"Hold tight, master, take you out"

Ning Chen said in a soft voice. He cut out several swords with his revolving sword, and his figure flashed and swept toward the Banyue mountain in front of him.

"If you want to go, hum"

at this moment, the disaster king who had been waiting for the war finally moved. Haoyuan gathered his hands and tried his best to stir up the momentum of heaven and earth. In an instant, all things were sad and scared.

"The rolling of the earth, the destruction of the earth, the destruction of the mountain"

feeling the terrible breath coming from behind, Ning Chen stops to return to the sword, the mountain shakes, and powerful swords rush out of the earth, crashing against the flying palm force.

Bang bang, the volume of the earth is difficult to change the three disaster palm force, Ning Chen mouth red, back a few steps, the figure into streamer, away again.

"Chasing"

the disaster King drinks coldly, passes by and chases out quickly.

Four figures gallop, and Ning Chen, who has not gone too far, is soon stopped by the edge of the sword. The two swords collide with each other, and the sparks are splashing everywhere.

The light of the halberd rises behind him. Ning Chen worries about the safety of his heart. He turns his hand back to coagulate his sword finger and swings away the halberd light with a clang sound.

One sword fights four fronts, and the sound of fighting is heard all the time. Even though the people in the war are extremely brave, they gradually show their fatigue under the intense consumption of Zhenyuan and blood.

The plain white clothes have been stained with bloodstains. Some of them have rivals and some of them have their own. In Ning Chen's hand, the green ink sword has reached the limit of support, and it will break at any time.

Seeing more and more injuries on Shifu's body, he shed tears in his heart and said, "Shifu, please put me down and go first, and come back to save me when you have a chance in the future"

"don't be silly, Shifu will surely lead you to a way of life"

Ning Chen gave a tiring rebuke, fought and walked, sidestepped to avoid the halberd light in front of him, and waved his right hand to block the edge of Hao sword When he saw the sword of cloud and rain, he felt his Qi and blood stagnate just as he was about to work, and his hand movement slowed down by three points.

The sword finger swings open the rain sword, but it can't stop the cloud sword. A waterfall of blood flowers is in full bloom, and the eyes of the heart are dyed red.

Blood, tears covered with green face, just at this time, it is a powerful hand, Ning Chen subconsciously wave the sword to resist, in the twinkling of an eye, the sword is broken, body fly.

"Poof"

with a mouthful of blood vomit out, Ning Chen stands up, conscious of a trance, on his back, his heart is also shaken out by this terrible palm, and falls to one side.

"Jiangxin"

on the edge of Banyue cliff, life is hard to find. Ning Chen looks at Jiangxin not far away. Just as he is about to step forward, he suddenly falters at his feet, and his strength is exhausted. He has reached the limit.

"Kill" disaster king ordered, no mercy, yuyangtian and others quickly surrounded, want to end this no suspense battle.

Cliff side, the heart difficult to climb up, his face is now stained with blood, dust, after the washing of tears, like a little cat.

"Master, my heart can't affect you any more"

with a bright smile and my last wishes, I threw my heart and body back and quickly fell into the boundless cliff.

"Heart"

Ning Chen's eyes shrank and stretched out his hand to grasp it, but it was too late. The Qi he couldn't lift made him watch for months. The little girl who loved to cry and laugh slowly disappeared into the cliff.

Kneeling figure, motionless, abnormal quiet, so heavy, let everyone present in the heart of a strong uneasiness.

"Ha ha"

the next moment, half moon mountain, inexplicable laughter sounded, thunder, wind, snowflakes earth shaking and now, but see the blood gushing in the sky, Ning Chen body, a green sword with gorgeous slowly rise, blood flow, a terrible momentum suddenly swing open.