The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the northern land, Ning Chen has been chasing for thousands of miles, but after being blocked by Mingzi, the ghost girl's figure has disappeared far away and can't be found any more.

There is no trace in the vast wasteland. Ning Chen finds it in the middle of the night, and finally can only give up and go back temporarily.

HaoWu palace, ningchen came, looking at the bed still not wake up xiaziyi, a sigh, eyebrow color flashed a touch of tired color.

"The emperor elder brother certainly can wake up" one side, the summer Xin rain slowly says.

"En"

Ning Chen nodded and answered. He immediately went to Princess Luo not far away and said calmly, "before I can thank Princess Luo for her kindness, I don't know where she came from?"

Lime has already told him his worries. There are not many inborn strong people in the world. It's really unusual for such a woman to come out suddenly.

Luo imperial concubine light a smile, way, "country folk female just, isn't Wu Hou adult, in doubt what?"

"Miss, I'm serious. I just ask. Since the girl doesn't want to say it, I didn't ask you"

Ning Chen's face showed a look of apology. He immediately took a look at Xia Xinyu beside the bed and said, "princess, I have to leave in advance. If there is any need, send someone to the Marquis's residence to inform me"

"well, I won't see you off," Xia Xinyu whispered.

Ning Chen nods and then walks away.

Looking at the figure of Suyi leaving, an inexplicable smile flashed on Princess Luo's face and said, "I think you're a good match. Why didn't you agree with this marriage at the beginning"

"sister Luo is joking. We're just good friends." Xia Xinyu replied, saying nothing more and quietly staying by Xia Ziyi's side, looking forward to the early awakening of the emperor brother.

Luo Fei mouth slightly Yang, a person can't understand his heart, don't know is lucky, or sad.

Meng Xuanji didn't come out for several days and tried his best to recover from the injury. Ning Chen stayed for two days. After the injury improved a little, he left again. After a short talk with Kaixuan Hou in the black water army camp, he headed for the Far East.

Through Meng Xuanji, he also knows xuanzhi's identity. That sword has broken his heart. It's impossible for him to survive. However, the way to seal the connection between the two realms has not been found yet. Now what he needs to solve most is the threat of Emperor Wu.

In the absence of the elder, the most likely person in the world to defeat Wu Jun is the legend of the sword in the barren City, twilight.

But, can you please move the dusk white, he half cent assurance also don't have.

In the Far East, at the end of the heaven and the earth, there is an endless sea of chaotic fog. In front of it, a figure in white sits there quietly, like a stone statue. Day and night, it never moves.

"Twilight white master" Ning Chen came, a junior ceremony, pay homage to the way.

Dusk white didn't respond, raise a hand to point, the stone breaks the sky startle.

In the extreme of sword, there is a myth of desolate city. When one finger opens the sky, the terrible meaning of the sword roars out. Ning Chen's face changes slightly, raises his hand and points at the same time.

When we meet again three years later, Ning Chen's cultivation has reached the third disaster in his nature, which is no longer comparable in the past. However, after receiving the sword of twilight, he realizes his own insignificance even more. The sword on the sword is standing on the high mountain.

After a hundred Zhang, Ning Chen stops walking, and a touch of blood drips from the corner of his mouth. The residual strength of his chest is engulfed by the sword, and his injury is much better.

"Not bad" dusk white lightly evaluated a sentence, be regarded as approbation Ning Chen's progress.

"Thank you, master"

Ning Chen respectfully said.

"What can I do for you?" Twilight looks at the chaotic sea of fog in front of her and says.

Ning Chen said the current situation once again, and immediately said seriously, "master, now the purpose of the eternal night cult is unknown, and the quadrupole realm is covetous. I hope you can get rid of Wu Jun and save the people from fire and water"

"do you have anything to do with the people's life and death?" The evening white didn't answer, on the contrary opening a way.

"Have no" rather Chen one Zheng, return a way.

"Does the rise and fall of China have anything to do with you?" The evening white continues a way.

"No, but"

Ning Chen's face showed a look of urgency, just about to speak, but he was interrupted directly.

"There's nothing good about it, but the rise and fall of the world has its own destiny, just like the Ziyin Dynasty a thousand years ago. When the time comes, it's just in vain to force them to stay. The heart of your sword is too mottled. If you don't calm down, the way of sword in this life will also stop here. "Twilight white light way.

"Elder" rather Chen is not reconciled, step forward, worship again.

"Go back"

with a wave of his right hand, Mu Bai's ten thousand sword ideas appear and turn into sword wind, forcing the former out of thousands of miles away.

"Before Alas "

thousands of miles away, Ning Chen sighed, but he had to turn back.

Master mubai doesn't want to fight. Who can stop Wujun in the world.

In the Western battlefield, the camp of the triumphant Marquis's mansion, Ning Chen comes, looks at the military God of Daxia in the tent and says, "master triumphant Marquis, I'm sorry"

"don't think too much. If mubai is so easy to be invited out, he's not a myth in the sword. We can solve the affairs of Daxia by ourselves, and don't bother others.".Marquis Wu of Daxia has guarded the country behind him for thousands of years with his blood and life. He believes that they will be able to do the same.

"Master, let me think again, there must be a way." Ning Chen stood in front of the marching map, frowned tightly, and thought carefully about what other ways there were.

"En" triumph, Hou should be a, no longer disturb, in the heart of a sigh, heaven is not weak for summer, in this most dangerous time, there are such outstanding young people are still struggling for the future of summer.

"Dong Dong..."

At this time, the distant battle drums were beating, and the army of Yongye came again, which startled everyone in the camp.

Ning Chen, who is still in meditation, is immediately awakened. With his triumphant return, Hou quickly steps out of the barracks and looks to the west of the barracks.

The swaying religious banners became more and more clear, and the mighty army, like a dark cloud, was frightening.

"Meet"

the victorious Hou, with a calm face, gave an order to prepare to fight against the invasion of Yongye army.

"I'll go with my predecessors," Ning Chen said.

"Your wound?" A trace of worry flashed across Hou's face.

"Not in the way" Ning Chen shook his head and answered.

"Let's go then"

the triumphant Marquis said and immediately stepped forward to welcome the attack of the divine religion.

In xiqingyuan, the two armies faced each other. Wu Jun stood in front of the great army of the god religion. He was majestic, full of fighting spirit and awe inspiring power.

On the other side, the triumphant Marquis confronted with a saber in his hand. He was full of momentum, upright and upright, not inferior to others, and displayed the great Xia military God's prestige.

"Kill"

it has been more than three years since the battle between the king and the God. They are very familiar with their opponents. At the same time, the two sides ordered them to fight again between the great Xia Dynasty and the Yongye cult.

Soldiers to soldiers, generals to generals, only two people around, forming a huge vacuum, no one can get close.

The victory of the great Xia marquis is the only thing that has been inherited from the past generations. It's glory and responsibility. The whole body of the great Xia military God is full of rage. The victory of the great Xia military God, the brilliant armor and the world-famous saber, just elevates the breath of the five calamities to the level of three calamities, and bravely resists the invincible military king.

When the sabre is raised and the war song is sung, the army God of the great Xia Dynasty steps forward, and the earth falls apart. When the sabre is drawn, the sky and the earth turn pale, and the ghosts and gods are forbidden.

"Lai Hao"

with a loud drink, Wu Jun raises the halberd of the end of the world, stirs the void, and slams it up. The wind blows furiously and the haze blows away, destroying the mountains and rocks.

The light of the sword is fast and the halberd is strong. When the battle reaches the mountain, the ground is broken and the ghosts are crying. The battle on the top is brilliant and gorgeous. It's hard for people to move their eyes.

Not far away, Ning Chen stood outside the battlefield, looking at the battle, his mind was constantly trembling behind him, ready to come out at any time.

"Three moves to control the sky, nine evils to break the sun and chop!"

The reappearance of the startling move, Wu junxuan halberd gather strength, the whole body is infinite, the evil energy rises continuously, the black gas spreads, everything collapses, the move of breaking the sun, the ghost cries.

"Military power soars for thousands of miles"

the ultimate move of victorious Hou Tongyun is to raise the world-famous saber, and the mighty atmosphere is surging, and the military power is unparalleled, which frightens the world.

The extreme move of bumping into each other is a violent wave. The two sides drink and hurt each other. Each side retreats, one half step and the other three steps. The strong and the weak are judged.

At this moment, Ning Chen, who had been waiting quietly, finally moved. The water light shadow stepped to the limit, and in a twinkling of an eye, the figure came out of the sheath, breaking the sea of Qi in front of Wu Jun's chest.

"It's a good reaction, but it's a pity that it's slow"

Wu Jun's breath is condensed in front of him, his pure white sword is blocked, and his chest is one inch in front of danger, and he stops, and it's hard to move forward for another half a minute.

"The volume of heaven"

Ning Chen runs the volume of heaven, the blade is blue, and the edge is extremely sharp, and then enters half an inch.

At the same time, with the help of the victorious Hou Yang Dao, he cut the country in a powerful way.

"Retreat"

as soon as Wu Jun drinks, his breath swings away, and the people in front of him are shocked. In a moment, the halberd of the end of the world is wielding, and the power of the sword is broken.

They retreated several steps at the same time. The victorious Marquis stamped his feet to stop the retreat. The sabre lifted the sky and his unique skill reappeared.

"The long river sets in the sun, shining brilliantly in the world"

the brilliant battle armor and the shining Sabre resonate with each other, and rise up in the sky with dazzling brilliance, rising endlessly among thousands of troops, just like a retrograde long river, falling into the scorching sun.

When Wu Jun saw this, he looked down and danced with the most fierce soldiers in his hand, breaking out the power beyond the limits of heaven and earth.

"The three forms of heaven control, the end of heaven and the destruction of the gods"

the move of killing the gods, God blocking and killing the gods, Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha, is irresistible. No matter how hard the space is to bear, the cracks of the road appear and spread, reaching thousands of miles away.

Bipolar touch, a loud bang, Jun, God each step back, mouth red.

"Er"

it seems to be a win-win move, but it makes a decisive difference because of the different merits and styles. The victorious Marquis's body is in a flash, and the evil power in his body is hard to discharge. He vomites blood and turns the earth red.

Wu Jun's double Qi sea body exerts its absolute advantage and forcibly removes the sword Qi in his body. However, the moment of attack and defense, it also causes a short shock of breath. At this moment, the earth is booming violently, and sword Qi rushes out and stabs Wu Jun.A touch of beautiful blood red blooming, Wu Jun avoid, chest dyed red, a pure white knife across the brilliant, once again break to the former sea of Qi.

"Not bad, I appreciate you"

Wu Jun grasped the blade in front of his chest, and his blood flowed in his hand, which dyed the pure white blade red.