The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

With the completion of the gathering of troops in Wushuang City, the situation of short-term stalemate suddenly turns down, and the extremely oppressive atmosphere makes it hard for the whole land of China to breathe.

The sudden fall of power from eclosion Valley has attracted the attention of the whole world for a long time. Fools can see that the outsider's ambition is obvious, and Daxia is just the biggest obstacle in front of him.

However, everyone has the heart of fluke, disaster does not come to his head, always can not feel the pain.

It is still the choice of most forces to wait and see. In other words, we should wait and see the battle between Daxia and the outside world, hoping that there will be a time when we can make profits.

Wushuangcheng sent troops. The 200000 troops were divided into ten battalions, each of which had a congenital leader in charge. Countless strong people in the border of heaven took the lead and set foot on the road of western expedition together.

Quadrupole take the thunder offensive, with absolutely strong top combat power as a basis, is bound to beat the whole summer in the shortest time.

As commander-in-chief, the disaster king was in charge of the battle of Daxia.

At this critical moment, seven congenital soldiers suddenly appeared in the Daxia army, and they managed to block the first attack of the quadrupole.

There are four congenitally from the major schools in the southeast of Daxia, two from cijiantiange, and the last one is from the Dragon guards of Daxia. It is the leader of the Dragon guards who survived from the Mijie mountain in the past.

Although the breakthrough is only a short time ago, at this critical moment, everyone is a precious asset.

In the first battle, the evil king didn't show up, and Ning Chen and others didn't show up. In the first match, they still had reservation, mainly to find out the opponent's cards.

It is not so easy for a strong man to kill as long as he is determined to protect his life.

After a short rest, the quadrupole army launched an offensive again. Jingwugong and zhongyonghou did not fight hard. They relied on the natural danger of the city to avoid its sharp edge and minimize casualties.

In ten days, 170000 troops retreated more than 300 Li in the summer, with more than 10000 casualties.

The number of soldiers in the four extreme army is too large, and the strong in the next heaven are not ordinary soldiers. The summer army is very hard to fight.

Fortunately, there are congenital strongmen in the army, and the strongmen on both sides dare not go too far, so the casualties are much less.

Magistrate Hou Fu, Ning Chen looks at the war report that comes every day, the light in the eye continuously flashes.

The master of the golden staff still didn't appear. It seemed that he was sure of the pain of the summer and didn't worry about the Phoenix blood at all.

In this regard, Ning Chen just sneers and watches, there are times when this old guy is worried.

Half a month later, the king of disaster was about to return to wushuangcheng. However, shortly after he left the camp, he saw a red sword lying in front of him, rustling and shining.

"Son, you" the evil king's face sank down and said.

The red clothes in front of us are hunting with the wind, and the long red hair in our eyes is as red as blood. The turbulent wind and dust are strong in blocking the way, which is the source of disaster.

After Luan FengChen came out, on the other side, a woman in a light colored dress came out. Her strong breath was surging. After months of healing, she finally recovered as before.

"Traitor, you escaped last time, but you're not so lucky this time." in the eyes of the disaster king, he said.

The long sword is full of light. There is no nonsense. Meng Xuanji has no reservation when he makes a move. The light of the sword breaks through the air and forces him to come.

The king of disaster turned his hand hard and regretted, and the sword hands joined each other. The fierce aftershocks scattered, and the surrounding mountains and rocks suddenly cracked and rolled down.

For the first time, Meng Xuanji shows a strong cultivation. He takes the sword as the front. His moves are so exquisite that it is hard for the disaster king to get the upper hand.

When someone who is far inferior to himself in cultivation is forced to level off, the evil king's anger is hard to hide, and his whole body is extremely vigorous, showing the incomparable power of the three disasters.

The spirit of senyou is surging and shocking. In the attack of Meng Xuanji, the moves are restrained and the first one is clumsy.

The disaster king turned his hand and lifted his breath. Suddenly, heaven and earth changed dramatically, and the spirit of seclusion spread, covering the whole sky.

At this moment, Luan FengChen, who was watching from one side, moved under his feet and turned into a red streamer. In front of the disaster king, he turned his blood blade and killed all the people.

The evil king's move was blocked and he waved to answer, but when he heard the roar, the two stepped back and their mouths were red.

"Son of God, you make the king angry"

the king's eyes are burning with anger. As soon as he steps on his feet, the earth will burst, the earth will shake, and waves will spread out, which is shocking.

Shocked, a golden magic appeared, sharp gas, let the surrounding space appear cracks, spread hundreds of feet away.

"Gilded feather!"

In the chaos, Meng Xuanji is shaken back by the breath of the divine soldier. He is totally in the right position.

"Traitor, son of God, today you have to pay the heaviest price for your own stupidity"

when the disaster king holds his hand, he starts with a gilded feather, and his figure moves in a flash, shaking the ghosts and gods.

Luan FengChen and Meng Xuanji join hands to resist. However, when they hear a clanging sound, Meng Xuanji's sword suddenly breaks, and the blade flies more than ten feet away.Luan FengChen's face changed slightly, his blood blade was shining brightly, and his gold-plated feather yarn was swinging open.

"Be careful, the gilded feather is too sharp, try not to fight hard," Meng Xuanji reminds.

"En"

in response to the storm, he only heard about it in the past, but only when he met today did he know the real horror of the most powerful soldier in the world.

The disaster King snorted coldly and said, "it's useless to say anything else now. It's not too late to regret it when you go to hell"

when the words were heard, the disaster King's figure moved again, and the two people were in danger.

The situation is critical, and the turbulent wind and dust show their unique skills again. The brilliance of the slender streamer blood blade is sublimated, the dazzling streamer of blood color rises, and the red maple floats all over the sky, and the knife light is brilliant.

In a flash of cold light in the eyes of the disaster king, the golden light of gilded feather gauze rises, and the sharp light sweeps out. In an instant, the red maple dissipates and the world is stained with blood.

Golden light through the body, chaos dust a dull hum, even back a few steps, the whole body blood fog scattered.

Meng Xuanji deceives himself, and his slim hands kill him with awe inspiring force. He is close to the heart of the disaster king.

"Meaningless struggle"

the disaster King sneered, turned his palm to meet him, and blocked his move.

Close combat, but also unlimited opportunities to kill, move force soul, style life.

With a bang, Meng Xuanji takes a hard palm on his left shoulder and prints it on the king's chest.

With the sound of stepping back, Meng Xuanji vomites a mouthful of blood and stains the earth in front of him.

looking back at the king of disaster, after receiving a slap, the corner of his mouth drips with blood. Although he is also injured, the injury is more than slight.

"One palm for one, how many palms can you resist"

the disaster King sneers. No matter how subtle the move is, it must have cultivation and foundation, otherwise, it will be the same as chicken ribs.

In the future, they will bring more disaster to the two realms. They will deal with the source of the disaster in the four extreme realms by themselves.

Two people bully the body again and go up, blood red knife light cuts down, start a war again.

The evil king met each other with magic weapons. The light of the collision of swords and losers was brilliant. There were more than ten battles between lightning, fire and stone.

Liuguang blood blade and extraordinary martial arts, gilt feathered loser is a peerless weapon, a quick one sharp, people can't catch.

However, the situation on the battlefield is changing so fast that it can not be controlled by individuals. The king of disaster waves his gilded feat, and one move sinks the other, which will cut off the edge of the blood blade.

At the same time, Meng Xuanji is fighting close to his life. In his moves, he can only attack but not defend. His slender hands are like the sickle of death, just to pull the source of disaster into hell.

The stalemate ended with a sharp sound. In the hands of Luan FengChen, the bloody blade was finally broken.

Gilding into the body, blood gushing, chaos in the eyes flashed a ruthless, hold gilding feather, die not let go.

When the opportunity arises, Meng Xuanji takes a hard hand again, and the whole body gathers together in her slender hand and pats it with one hand.

When the disaster king saw this, his body broke out. He was in a hurry to shake away the chaos. It was too late for him to block the move. However, when he saw the surging of his hands, he staggered, retreated four steps in a row, and vomited blood.

At this moment, Meng Xuanji urged the secret method, and in the hands of the evil king, the gilded feathered loser suddenly changed, broke away from his hand and stabbed out.

The disaster king did not expect this sudden change. At the critical moment, he subconsciously moved to one side of his body. At the next moment, the golden light passed through his body, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood.

"Er"

the king of disaster snorted, stepped back a few steps again, stomped on his feet and left with help.

On the other side, Meng Xuanji and Luan FengChen, both seriously injured, are staggering, and their mouths are overflowing with blood. If they want to catch up again, they are more than willing but less powerful.

"Hateful, or let him escape"

Meng Xuanji's eyes flashed a touch of unwilling, just a little less. If the gilded feathered loser deviated another inch, today's battle will be successful.

It's true that those who are strong in the three calamities have an extraordinary ability to judge danger. Just now, in such a short distance, the king of calamity can still escape. It's really extraordinary.

"Let's go. If someone comes later, we'll be in a bad situation." Luan FengChen picked up the broken blade and said in a deep voice.

"En"

Meng Xuanji put away his gilded feather and left with his seriously injured body.

One day later, the news of the disaster King's serious injury soon spread all over the world. The attack of the quadrupole army was immediately blocked and did not dare to move forward rashly.

In the magistrate's mansion, Ning Chen looks at the intelligence that comes, the corner of his mouth crosses an inexplicable radian.

It's a pity that Meng Xuanji and Luan FengChen didn't kill the king of disaster. However, it's not unexpected. If those who are strong in the three disasters die so easily, the word "three disasters" is ridiculous.

Luanfengchen is the sage son of the four poles. Although his ability is beyond doubt, his identity is too special. He admits that he can't completely trust him. The reason why he reminds him to kill the evil king is to test luanfengchen's position and stimulate another person.This man is the golden staff national teacher.

With the joint efforts of Luan FengChen and Meng Xuanji, it is best to kill the evil king. Even if he is defeated, the evil king will have to pay some price.

When the evil king was seriously injured, he was just giving the golden staff national master a reminder. The people who were staring at the evil king were far more than the two of them.

After a few days, Ning Chen did not go out of Hou Fu, waiting quietly.

Sure enough, on the fourth day, master Jinzhang finally came to the Marquis's house.

"Boy, I'm here as promised!" The gold staff national master hides the urgent color in the eyes and laughs.

Ning Chen smiles a little, looks at Liu Ruoxi not far away, and says, "Ruoxi, offer tea"

"yes"

Liu Ruoxi gives a gift, and immediately comes forward to offer tea and pour water.

"Master Jinzhang, please," said Ning Chen.

"The Marquis of great Xia will enjoy the tea," said the golden staff master with a smile.

Hearing the former's words, Liu Ruoxi wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to hold back.

The Marquis is very stingy. He said that what kind of people drink what kind of tea. This kind of tea is just the most common coarse tea. It is impossible to take out a banquet on weekdays.

Ning Chen smiles. Master Jinzhang doesn't know how to taste tea. Now don't say it's coarse tea. I'm afraid if you give him a cup of cold water, he will say a good word.

"If cherish" Ning Chen opens a way again.

When Liu Ruoxi heard the words, he poured a cup of tea for the master of the golden staff, and immediately retreated behind the marquis.

"Since it's good tea, master Jinzhang will drink more," said Ning Chen.

Although the master of Jinzhang was anxious, he still finished the tea. Just as he put down the cup, he saw that the boy was still making the girl pour the tea, so he immediately said, "boy, the tea is finished, should we talk about the business"

"master Jinzhang, don't be anxious, Fengxue will be the master, and no one can take it away" Ning Chen chuckled.

"Hum, you don't have to laugh. I just want to ask you if you are sure to get rid of the evil king," the golden staff master said in a deep voice.

"Of course, although the younger generation is not talented, but as long as master Jinzhang is willing to cooperate, there is still some grasp of this point." Ning Chen takes the cup in his hand, turns around and says.

"Well, as long as you have a way to drive him to the place where he will die, I will promise to help you get rid of him. The last Phoenix blood, you and I will share it in two or eight," said the golden staff national teacher.

"The great justice of the elders, the people of the world will certainly be grateful in the heart," Ning Chen Gongshou said.

"Don't say any more compliments"

with a wave of his hand, the master of the golden staff appeared on the table and said, "take this token, as long as you pour real Qi into it, no matter where you are, I can feel it immediately and will arrive in the shortest time"

Ning Chen looked at the sign on the table and said, "thank you, master golden staff ”

"see you later, don't let me wait too long," said master Jinzhang.

"That's nature," Ning Chen said with a slightly curved mouth.