The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Xia Huang poisoning, on the verge of death or destruction, the news eventually spread, the Imperial Palace, the influence of all parties too much, such a great movement, it is impossible to block the residence.

All forces were shocked. Even Zong Qianqiu of the Yongye cult was stunned when he received the reward. He obviously didn't know why the change happened.

Everyone guessed that it was done by the Yongye cult, because if the Xia emperor died, the biggest beneficiary was the Yongye cult.

In less than four years, the great Xia Dynasty's throne reappeared in crisis. Xia's life and death are only in a short time. However, the only prince, who has just reached the age of three, is unlikely to be in charge.

Daxia was in a panic. At this time, in front of the ministers and the two princes, guangluqing stood up and proposed to ask king Haowu to take charge of politics temporarily.

As soon as the proposal was put forward, the Confucian officials in the court immediately agreed that this was the best way.

Zheng Guangdian, a day in a coma, suddenly wakes up tomorrow. His eyes are bright as never before, and his will is clear again.

The echo of the image, so clear, so that has been waiting for a few doctors, heart suddenly clattered a ring.

"Draft imperial edict" Xia said tomorrow.

"Yes" several doctors knelt down and buried their heads deeply.

Hearing that his majesty woke up, the ministers immediately gathered in the Zhengguang hall and waited for the summon.

However, the emperor's summon did not wait until, but only an imperial edict.

Deep in the palace, the heavy vessels of the town rise and fall. Beyond the magnificent purple atmosphere, Xia tomorrow is coming step by step. The black blood from the corners of his mouth flows down and stains the ink Dragon Robe.

At the end of the emperor's life, the National Instruments whimpered and sobbed, as if they were seeing off the people in front of them.

In the purple air, the stone gate is still closed, and those who enter are suffering from life and death. They don't know what happened outside.

"Ancestors, do your best tomorrow, really do your best"

in front of the national treasure, Xia Ming kneels down, his eyes slowly close, and his tears fall silently, powerless and unwilling.

Chang sun, Tai Zhi Gong and Jing Wu Gong walked quickly. Looking at the figure kneeling in the purple air, they felt a pain in their hearts.

"Mother, do you think I'm the emperor of Ming Dynasty?" The voice of Xia tomorrow has a trace of fatigue.

"Of course, your majesty is the emperor of Ming Dynasty. Like the ancestors of all ages, he deserves to be the emperor of Ming Dynasty," the eldest sun answered with tears in his eyes.

"On that day, the magistrate asked me to be a good emperor, and I tried my best to do it, but I didn't break my promise"

the words came to an end, and Xia Ming covered his mouth and coughed violently, and the black blood continued to overflow and drip on the earth.

"Brother, this throne is yours, now, the tenth younger brother has returned you"

the last words reverberate between heaven and earth. After the stone gate, the connection of blood leads to the feeling of Xia Ziyi, who is still suffering from life and death. He suddenly opens his eyes, his mind shakes, and his body eats himself back. His long black and white hair dances, reappearing the sign of being possessed by the devil.

However, it's too late, the huge stone gate slowly opens, and Xia Ziyi, who is dressed in black king's clothes, breaks through the barrier and comes out with endless gray breath. Just as he is about to come out, he is forced to go back by the great Xia Qi.

The next moment, let the shock scene appear, blocked by the dark breath of Xia Ziyi body full of magic traction, immediately as if found a vent, frantically into his body.

Dancing long hair, immediately and half dyed white, summer son clothes but as if don't know, looking at the figure kneeling in front of, heart pain like a knife.

"Tomorrow"

people on their knees can't hear the heartbreaking call. The emperor's life has come to an end, and there is no regret in this life.

"Er" Xia Ziyi felt a great pain in his heart. He went forward to hold Xia tomorrow and walked out step by step.

Yongye cult, in the dark abyss, a sarcophagus vibrates. Soon after, Zong Qianqiu, xuanzhi and others fly out and head for the eclosion valley.

at the same time, Wu Jun also starts out, and the triumphant Marquis a hundred miles away immediately feels it and comes forward to stop.

"The victory Marquis, your opponent is me"

a powerful figure appeared and stood in front of the victory marquis.

"The first God General of eternal night"

seeing the armor on the man in front of him, Hou's face immediately sank. Unexpectedly, he was still alive.

"Don't lose to others, Marquis of triumph"

with a laugh, Wu Jun immediately turned into a streamer and rushed to the eclosion valley.

The dean of tiancang academy walked out one step and was hundreds of miles away.

Wu Jun, Dean tiancang, fought for the first time, and a terrible war started. As the same as the above three disasters, the most powerful one, with one hand, was a terrible scene of landslides destroyed by the earth.

The dean is very strong, but Wu Jun is stronger. He has a wild halberd in his hand.

The president once said that no one in the world can resist Wu Jun, neither can he. Therefore, the president does not seek to win, but only seeks to leave an opportunity for later generations to win.

The aftermath of the war, destroy all around everything, two people who did not reserve, Zhaozhao murder exposed.More and more fierce fighting, let two people are dyed red, move between the collision, blood light.

"Dean tiancang, you've made Wu Jun look at you with new eyes"

as time goes by, Wu Jun doesn't want to drag on any longer. He raises his halberd to lift the sky, transports the true yuan to the extreme, spreads the boundless evil force, and turns the ten mile circle into the limit of death.

"Three moves to control the sky and destroy the gods in the end of the sky"

the supreme and unique learning reappeared is more powerful than ever before. The dean's face is frozen, his hands are turned, his whole body is rolling, and he soars to the sky.

The breath of good and evil collided with each other. They stepped back at the same time. The corners of their mouths were red. In the dust, a terrible wound appeared on the dean's right chest. The evil passed through the body, bringing out a waterfall of blood.

The most extreme move, after all, is evil pressure over the right, after a move, tiancang Dean seriously injured, defeated.

"It's over"

the battle will be over when Wu Jun cuts down with his halberd.

At the critical moment, in the distant sky, two dazzling lights came, swords blared together, turned into a threatening front, and rushed to the Emperor Wu.

"Yes?"

Wu Jun whirled his halberd to meet the flying sword. With a loud bang, he stepped back.

"It's you?"

The plain white figure, so familiar, Wu Jun look cold, did not expect to meet so soon.

"You're late. If you join hands with him, maybe you can have a chance. Now, even the last chance is gone," Wu Jun said coldly.

"Maybe, but I don't know if I have a chance until I fight"

Ning Chen steps forward to help the president and move out of the battlefield.

"Dean, leave the rest to us"

with that, Ning Chen flashed and went back to the battlefield again. He looked at Wu Jun in front of him and said, "please"

"then let me see where your self-confidence comes from." Wu Jun waved his halberd to fight with fierce power, breaking the sky and breaking the mountain.

Ning Chen at the foot of a retreat, the figure instant magic, water flash, body shape.

After Wu Jun, the sword of Da Yin's green sparrow trembles. It's light as if it's heavy. The sword breaks through the sky and cuts down suddenly.

When the end of heaven comes up, the sound is loud and the sand is flying.

"The foundation is good, but you are still too young"

in the hand of Wu Jun, the halberd whirled, and the power surged out, which immediately shocked the people in front of him.

Ning Chen stabilizes his body, presses down the Qi and blood in his body, and squints his eyes. Wu Jun is still Wu Jun indeed. Even after a big war, his strength is still unquestionable.

"The scroll of the earth"

Ning Chen waves his sword into the earth. Suddenly, the earth trembles, and the sword surges out endlessly. It turns into a powerful sword.

"The book of heaven?"

Wu Jun a cold hum, halberd Yang power in all directions, a shock, in an instant ten thousand sword collapse, disappear invisible.

Seeing that his opponent is too strong to be shaken, Ning Chen steps on the water again to shadow his body. His left Nianqing Dao rises with the wind, as light as a leaf in the wind, as fast as a flash of a flying goose.

The sound of sword and halberd fighting is endless. The sword turns like a willow. It will go when it is touched. It will never stop for half a minute.

Fast and strong, the battle of martial arts is so brilliant, halberd light, knife light constantly swept out, sharp and beautiful, people are intoxicated.

"Volume of the sky"

it is as fast as the wind. Suddenly, the blade turns, and the blue light is extremely bright. The blade suddenly cuts down like the sky and the earth.

"Boom"

there was a big bang, and the ground sank three inches at the foot of Wu Jun. cracks appeared and spread.

"Happy"

Wu Jun burst out laughing, turned his palm to coagulate yuan, and shot it.

Ningchen at the foot of a retreat, at the same time on the sword frost, a sword cut out, frost China crazy surge.

With a thump, the strength of the palm shakes away the frost and the sword's meaning. When the light of the sword blocks again, it stagnates for a short time. The plain clothes move away to avoid the fierce palm.

"I didn't expect that you could do so. It's a pity," Wu Jun said with a flash of regret.

"It's not a pity, as long as Wu Jun is willing to continue to accept a few points, even if it's dark, the younger generation will accompany him." Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.

"Oh"

with a smile, Wu Jun's breath surged out of his body, and his whole body was constantly moaning because of the strong pressure.

Ning Chen's expression coagulates down, the sword roars together, he knows that the real battle just begins now.

"Three thousand miles of snow on the sword"

seeing Wu Jun seriously, Ning Chen didn't dare to be careless. The frost on the sword and his figure were moving. With one sword, three thousand miles of snow floated.

"Keng"

the sword and halberd were fighting, but the emperor did not move. Ning Chen held the sword with his left hand, shining white light, and cut it out in an uproar.

"If you're not in a hurry, I really want to see how far your martial arts can go. Now, step back"

in the sudden change of tone, the evil spirit suddenly erupted, the magic power startled the world, and the figure in plain clothes immediately flew in front of you, and the blood fell.

Ten feet away, Ning Chen fell to the ground and stepped back several steps. His eyes were heavy and unusual. Is this the real strength of Wu Jun? He is really not like a man.

Just then, a flash of light flashed in the distance, and in a twinkling of an eye, it fell into the battlefield."Am I late?" Dusk became snow to see an eye chest the Ning Chen of bloodstain spot, soft voice asks a way.

"OK, but, if a little later, you can really collect the corpse for me." Ning Chen's face is very dignified and opened a joke, way.

"Your sword"

mu Chengxue ignores this not funny joke. With a wave of her slim hand, she throws away her sword, which is green and gorgeous.

Ning Chen took the sword, and immediately, the blood veins in the sword spread out, and the waves of blood fog turned up. A strong abnormal breath quickly revived and came to the world again.

"Wu Jun, the battle just now doesn't count. From now on, start all over again"

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