The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

No one dares to disobey the edict of the holy land. To forget your worries, you have to go ahead. There is no second choice.

"Forget worry and wait for the day when the childe is successful." forget worry and smile gently, then the lotus steps light, Yi Yi walk away alone.

I don't know why, forgetting language always feels empty in my heart, as if something bad is going to happen. I can't help looking at the man around me and saying, "is my sister going to be ok?"

"No"

Ning Chen comforted and continued, saying, "your sister is the body of Tao. There are few enemies in the world. Don't worry"

she forgot to nod her head and felt better.

"I have other things, also have to go, don't say to expose my identity." Ning Chen flicked the little girl's forehead, quietly charged way.

"En"

forgetting words, he nodded, and his smart face flashed. His sister left, and he wanted to go, and now she was the only one left.

Ning Chen saw the desolation in the little girl's look, but still left, water light scattered form, disappear from the latter's eyes.

In front of the blue and white camp in the southwest of the Huo Dynasty, a young figure came slowly. His black hair danced with the wind, and his breath was surging and shocking.

Shuai tent, blue and white eyes a coagulation, wave away the knife on the front desk, figure a flash out of the tent.

The radiance of the bright moon, sprinkled on the earth, reflected the vast white light of the moon. The figure came slowly under the moonlight, with a flat look, without any chance of killing. Behind him, the mahogany long box imperial sword was in the scabbard, and all the sword meanings were collected.

"Dare to ask brother how to call him?" the blue and white man asked.

"Forget the fate of the dust" Ning Chen casually said.

"You are not the people of Lihuo Dynasty." the blue and white man saw at a glance that the people in front of him were not worshipped by Lihuo Dynasty, or even the people of holy land. He had never seen the strange smell.

"Guests from other places are entrusted by others." Ning Chen takes down the long mahogany box from his back and stands on the ground, saying.

"Brother, do you really want to fight?" Blue and white asked.

"If you retreat, you don't have to fight," Ning Chen replied.

"Oh" the blue and white man smiles and holds his right hand. The white lightning is shining on his hand, which makes the surrounding space scream.

"Leave a mark on the white power, learn from brother's excellent moves"

"please"

in the face of the opponent in front of you, Ning Chen doesn't neglect anything. With a shock of his right hand, the wooden box is opened, the sword of Dayin Qingque flies out, and the sound of the birds resounds through the world.

The surging sword will vibrate in an instant, and the dust will fly to cover the vision.

In the barracks, the two worshippers of the hurei Dynasty felt this different strong sword meaning, and immediately gave up the impulse to help. This kind of battle was beyond their reach.

The opponent's martial arts is extraordinary, Ning Chen also gives enough respect, does not use the Nianqing Dao that seals up the long life Qi Yun, a sword in hand, victory or defeat in oneself.

The next moment, the two figures disappear at the same time, the sword for the first time, wild sand long, kill all four days.

At the beginning of the battle, although there was no deep hatred, each of them had his own stand. No one left his hand. The white electricity left a mark, the thunder was shining, and the great yinqingque's sword roared in the sky. The fierce battle, which was hard to win or lose, shocked everyone present.

The long and narrow blade is very sharp. With the light of white electricity, it turns into an invincible magic weapon. The blue and white male steps on the blue and white pulse and has a unique body method. His body shape is like electricity, and the thunder is flashing. It's so fast that people can't see clearly.

Da Yin Qingque is the blade of the sword emperor. With the help of the flowing light and shadow, the sword will soon fall.

The collision between speed and speed, the streamer of swords and swords, tilted in the ear, hair falling, falling silently.

The sharp sword of linsha, the extremely fast sword, the double figures quickly split and closed, the sound of jingle is heard all the time, crisscross the body, the scattered light of the sword, split the ground, let the people in the rear, retreat again and again.

"Who is this man? How can he do this for a Hulei royal family?" he said.

"I've never heard of it. It's the first time I've seen someone who can fight with the public to such an extent," another said with a heavy look.

"White power across the gap, a line of heaven and earth"

seeing the opponent's strength is even more extraordinary than expected, the blue and white sword turned, the white light flourished, the sword fell into the world, the figure swept quickly, between the lines, only white power.

Ning Chen does not dare to be careless. The sword spins rapidly, and the snowflakes fall all over the sky. The sparrow condenses the wind and frost, and the sword opens three thousand feet of wind and snow.

The extreme move of banging against each other, the world is vast, both sides retreat two steps, and the Qi and blood in the body surges.

"You shouldn't be unknown if you can do something like this"

with the sound of words, the figure of blue and white Lord moves again, leading to a storm of thunder and lightning, the white power falls, and the stone breaks the sky.

Ning Chen light a smile, green sparrow sword meet up, Qing Tian negative mountain.

It's a blast, a torrent, the sword's intention and the sword's awn are scattered, and it's a hundred Zhang radius.

After the top speed, the foundation duel and the competition between the two powers form a huge taboo area. The endless torrent is constantly overflowing, whistling and galloping, unstoppable.

In the fierce battle, the blue and white male suddenly felt the chill rising all over his body, and his face changed slightly. He turned his hands to shoot, shaking open the stalemate.The white electricity is stained with frost, and the thunder is fading. The unparalleled foundation in the world is hard to support even the peerless magic soldiers. It is beginning to appear frozen.

The blue and white male's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and the blade shakes away the ice and snow. The man in front of him has such a strong foundation that he can only see in his life.

"Please retreat" Ning Chen said again.

"It's hard to comply with orders"

with that, the blue and white man's face became more dignified than ever before. He knew that just now he was just trying out, and then there was the real battle of life and death.

The white light is blazing, the magic weapon's front becomes sharper because of the blessing of thunder and lightning, and the thunder is shining with white light, which is so dazzling in the night.

"Offend"

Ning Chen said softly, the sparrow was stained with frost, the extremely cold air was blown away, and the vast world reappeared the image of cold winter.

Snowflakes fall, like white lotus in the wind, clean and flawless, the moment it falls, the war starts again.

The disappearing figure, silent, with a touch of water light, reappeared. In front of him, the great yinqingque sang the first sword sound, which had a completely different meaning.

The blue and white swords are powerful and unshakable.

With a bang, the blue and white man retreated three steps, and the blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He became red for the first time since the war.

Ning Chen is merciless, and his figure passes by, bullying him again. His sword is powerful, and he uses his unparalleled foundation to suppress the white electricity, leaving a scar on the blade of thunder and wind.

To break through the speed, the blue and white situation suddenly fell into the downwind, lost opportunities, and then difficult to recapture, step by step to the abyss of defeat.

The two royal worshippers were desperate to help.

"No"

the blue and white man's face changed and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Ning Chen's mouth turns a little cold, and his sword turns quickly. He swings his hand to open the blue and white male, which immediately leads the wind and snow all over his body, and the sword opens up the vast world.

BAM BAM blood, floating in the sky and earth, two figures stained with blood fly out, slamming on the earth.

It is not so weak, but it is not the right time for them to choose. It is undoubtedly the most unwise behavior for them to break into the war when the swordsman's intention is the strongest.

Ning Chen injures two people with one sword. At the last moment, he also takes 30% of his strength, leaving them dead. If it's not necessary, he doesn't want to have a deep resentment with the hurei Dynasty.

Feeling that they are still alive, the blue and white man's face is slightly better. He looks back and looks at the man in front of him. He looks dignified and says slowly, "the last move is to win the life and defeat the death, and each one will be happy"

"please" Ning Chen says.

In the final contest, the blue and white Lord no longer left his strength, and the white thunder roared around him, just like the retrograde thunder robbery, rushing into the sky for nine days.

In the face of the opponent's unreserved move, Ning Chen does not dare to be careless. The snow falls on the sword and the meaning of the sword reaches the peak.

The next twinkling of an eye, two figures crisscross, there is no imagination of the explosion of the sky, bustling down to do the sound of plain, quiet some too much.

Ning Chen goes to the mahogany long box, puts the sword in it, immediately takes up the long box and walks away.

"Er"

behind him, in front of the blue and white man's chest, a waterfall of blood gushes out, and a sword passes through his body by rubbing his heart. The victory and defeat are so clear at this moment.

It's not shameful to lose the battle of blue and white. The gap between the foundations is not due to the reversibility of manpower. To some extent, this battle is unfair.

The foundation of shengzhijuan is unparalleled in the world. With the protection of Phoenix blood, today's ningchen is not inferior to anyone in terms of its foundation under the three disasters. The blue and white male is extraordinary, but it is still far away from the three disasters.

After the war, all the three of them were seriously injured. Even if they did not retreat, they could not move northward.

……

The land of China, time flies, and it's March. In the imperial city of summer, a touch of purple fur appears in the imperial city. The handsome and cold face, with a smile, makes people feel even colder.

The Lord of the second temple of Yongye came to the imperial city of summer in person. This time, he kept a low profile, sealed his breath with an odd number, and quietly looked at the princess mansion not far away.

It's the first time that I've been here for thousands of years to show up in person.

In the palace of the princess, Princess Luo sits in the courtyard, quietly watching the world. Regardless of what happened in the Imperial City, she looks on as an onlooker to see where the emperor of summer will eventually go.

Zong Qianqiu is afraid of the women in the hospital. He doesn't want to face up to the conflict. His mind is flat. How can he avoid concubine Luo and take away the seven Jue body.

Qi Jue's body is very important to Yongye's plan. He can't lose it. The reason why he came here in person was that he didn't want to miss the opportunity again and wait for three years.

Inside and outside the government, different thoughts and different eyes, the two sides are not too far apart, but there is no intersection, let alone any intersection. At this critical moment, they are waiting for the outcome they want to see.

"The Lord of the palace, the princes of the great Xia, and some powerful people of the great Xia are already on their way, and they will arrive at the Imperial City in a few days," canfeng told him.

"Confucianism, what action can there be?" Zong Qianqiu looked at the front and asked flatly."In addition to continue to spread rumors in the dark, did not see other abnormalities," remnant wind respectfully should be.

"Oh?"

As long as Qianqiu's eyes narrowed, he said in a cold voice, "then help them fan and light the fire"

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