The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The imperial city of the great Xia Dynasty is full of changes. It's covered with a cloud that can't be explained clearly. The weather that should have been sunny has been cloudy for several days.

The wedding day of the Xia emperor has been determined and can't be postponed. The figures in the palace are busy, making the final preparations.

An Rongruo, the direct granddaughter of marquis an, will officially become a new generation of empress of the great Xia Dynasty in one day.

Marquis Anguo, like Marquis Qinghe, is an old minister of the four dynasties of the great Xia Dynasty. He is loyal to the great Xia Dynasty. This time his granddaughter entered the palace, it is a wish of the old Marquis.

The eldest grandson has called an Rongruo into the palace. Ning Xi and Xia Xinyu have also seen this woman. She has a good impression. She is very generous and pleasant.

Festive atmosphere, from the palace has been spread to the Imperial City, Hou Fu, Princess Fu, decorated with lanterns, with it.

Concubine Luo is still quietly watching all this, witnessing the moment of history as a spectator.

"Yes?"

Suddenly, Luo Fei's eyes looked to the west, and her eyes flashed with surprise. What's the matter?

The next moment, the shadow in the courtyard disappeared and quickly rushed to the West.

No farewell, no words left, Xia Xinyu unknown, so, slightly a Zheng.

"Surprised? I have to say that I'm impressed by your courage when I leave the daughter of the eternal night cult in the mansion "

in the voice, a light purple fur figure appears, and Leng Jun's face is covered with a touch of cold irony, and he steps forward step by step.

Xia Xinyu is startled and wants to speak, but it's too late.

"Soul taking"

with the light of Qianqiu's right hand rising, the green and secluded color lights up the sky and the earth, and instantly makes those who see lose their eyes.

Xia Xinyu's eyes gradually lost their light, empty, no longer a trace of consciousness.

Even if Qianqiu's mouth turns a little cold, he will wave his hand to take up the former and disappear.

At the same time, in the west of the imperial city of the great Xia Dynasty, the Buyi Marquis and Ziyang Marquis led 800 bodyguards to gallop back for the emperor's wedding, which made the situation of the imperial city more stable.

At this time, a woman's voice sounded, the pipa moved gently, and the moon shone in the sky. In an instant, the most profound sound was like water waves pouring, and the eyes were full of moonlight.

As soon as the Buyi Marquis and Ziyang Marquis were shocked, they stepped back and turned their palms to coagulate yuan, shaking Xuanyin.

With a bang, they stepped back for several steps, and their Qi and blood surged violently.

In the rear, 800 bodyguards couldn't inherit the power of Xuanyin. If they were weak, their bodies would burst open and turn into bloody bones.

It seems that the situation in the imperial city may be even worse than they imagined.

"Ziyang, after I come here, you can go back to the imperial city quickly." Buyi Hou stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Come back alive"

without any hesitation, Ziyang Marquis ordered to rush to the imperial city.

"Want to go, is it so simple?" music palm Zunfeng eyes a cold, Pipa string in open, will stop the former.

"Your opponent is me"

the Marquis of Buyi moved forward, turned his palms and clapped his hands. He was majestic.

Both of them were born in the same way, but they had different abilities. When Marquis Wu of the great Xia Dynasty made a move, he was surprised by the music master of the Confucian school.

The pipa turns over and blocks the power of marquis Wu's hand, which makes the sky dark.

The blood flowing on the ground is the embodiment of the absolute disadvantage of the realm. The blood stained cloth can not stop the unyielding fighting spirit.

"Protect Marquis Wu"

the remaining Pro guards will step forward to protect Marquis Wu.

"I don't know whether to live or die"

the music palm makes me look cold, the strings fluctuate, the mysterious sound vibrates, and bam BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM.

"You, step back"

Buyi Hou stood up and said.

"Marquis Wu"

the two leaders of the pro guard looked worried and said.

"Step back"

the Buyi Marquis drank in silence, and there was no doubt about it.

"Back" two hearts a deep pain, ordered.

There were less than 100 bodyguards left, so they quickly retreated. With only two moves, the most elite bodyguards of marquis Wu were almost killed. The fear of the fourth robber was obvious.

The last words are the persistence and portrayal of the whole life of marquis Wu of the great Xia Dynasty. The Marquis Buyi stepped out step by step, and his whole body was full of blood and fog, and the sky was connected with the earth, and he soared into the sky.

Yue zhangzun looks at the bloody figure in front of her. For some reason, he feels a heavy burden in his heart. He is only a half step inborn opponent, the generation of mole ants who used to be destroyed by waving. At this moment, he gives her an indescribable uneasiness.

In the distance, Ziyang Hou seemed to have a feeling. Looking back, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He knew that from today on, another companion left them.

On the road ahead, the strong Confucianists who had been in ambush for a long time appeared and stopped Ziyang Marquis's return. A steady stream of figures blocked all the way ahead.

The shadow of Ziyang Marquis keeps rushing into the sea of people. Buyi is fighting for a trace of life for him. How can he stop here.The gushing of blood is the last color that a strong man of Confucianism can see. Ziyang marquis is is extremely fierce, and turns the encircling and killing battle into a massacre.

"Brave opponent, let people appreciate"

suddenly a powerful palm force, without any sign, Ziyang Hou in the war had no time to react, immediately his hair crown fell and his mouth was red.

The three contemporary leaders present together, surround the former and block the last hope.

The two Marquises are in prison, and their bodies are stained with blood. There is no way out of the long-term plan to kill them. They are going to leave the two Marquises of Daxia completely.

As the blood fog fell, the body of the Marquis of Buyi moved with it. The blood body, which came in an instant, turned over and patted, was more powerful than before.

The short-term accomplishments gained by burning life break out. They are no longer controlled by killing karma. They are completely inborn. They are terrifying, and heaven and earth lose color.

Yuezhangzun turned his hand to resist. With a bang, he was forced to step back by the powerful hand force, and his blood was surging.

The corner of Buyi Hou's mouth was red again, but he didn't step back. His fist was strong and his hand was strong.

"Hateful" music Zhang Zun kept blocking the move, and his Pipa didn't have time to stir. For a moment, he fell into the disadvantage.

With the passing of life, the blood is scattered, and the confused eyes can't see the way forward. The whole body of Buyi marquis is dyed red by blood, and there is no other place in good condition. With one punch and one palm, he has the last grace in his life.

In the distance, the three commanders and a group of experts of Confucianism set up an array to kill Ziyang Marquis, and the war also entered the most intense situation.

Ziyang Hou hands, a Liquan gun in hand, purple light Sa Sa, heart broken soul, blood flying.

The most courageous figure is unwilling to give up in the face of life and death. The dazzling spirit of martial arts is the unyielding belief of marquis Wu of Daxia for thousands of years.

Many strong Confucianists are more frightened and afraid of the Vietnam War. It seems that they don't know the pain and fatigue. No matter how serious the injury is, they never fall down.

Quadrupole, nine days of the top, Ning Chen trapped in space turbulence, face more and more urgent, step by step forward rapidly.

The shadow of the gun and the light of the sword collide with each other constantly. The sword collapses and people fly out. The battle can't stop Ziyang Hou's return. Only by fighting can he make a bloody path.

Yue zhangzun's anger is getting heavier and heavier. In the face of the two half steps, he was delayed for such a long time, which is unforgivable.

With a hard hand, the music master withdraws ten feet. With a pull of his right hand, the four strings of the pipa move together, and the terrible mysterious sound comes out.

"The four sounds of awakening the world, the burial of heaven and earth"

the wild sand overturned, the earth sank, and the inevitable and unstoppable mysterious sound spread, which made heaven and earth suddenly burst into a heavy moan.

Is it the end? Buyi Hou's godless eyes finally took a look at Daxia Shentu, the guardian of his life. In this life, he had no regrets.

"Life has life, death has wheels, life and death turn to samsara, and the Yellow Spring opens the way"

the gushing blood opens the way of no return in the yellow spring, and the blood of Lord Buyi shines on the world, illuminating the world.

Suddenly, the sand filled the sky, and the earth collapsed violently. The music palm was shocked by the terrible aftershock, and staggered at his feet, even retreated for several steps.

"Er"

the flowing blood drops on the earth. The music palm makes the right hand press the heart, and the eyes are shocked as never before.

Is this the Marquis of the great Xia Dynasty!

In the dust and sand, a touch of blood appeared, and his blood had dried up. His consciousness gradually dissipated, but he still did not want to fall down. He remained on the territory of Daxia forever.

"Buyi"

in the distance, Ziyang Marquis felt the departure of his comrades in arms, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. Liquan splashed, shaking thousands of horses.

Ten strong Confucianists fell down with a thump.

On the other hand, the retreating Marquis Wu's bodyguards were ambushed by the powerful Confucianists, one by one, and their souls returned to the battlefield.

Seeing that there was no road ahead, Ziyang Hou realized in his heart that he had a spring in his hand and spread out his cultivation. Suddenly, purple light burst into the sky, dazzling brilliance and crazy convergence. A moment later, a round of Ziyang appeared, covering the whole area.

Yue zhangzun was shocked, and he could feel the terrible situation of a marquis. He was in a hurry and had to stop him.

"You have to leave alive, tell your majesty what happened today, and remember to live"

the peaceful words spread to the remaining ten bodyguards, which is the last will of marquis Wu of the great Xia Dynasty. The next moment, the Ziyang explodes and the whole world turns purple.

Countless strong Confucianists lost their sight in an instant, while the weak ones burst open and their blood spilled on the loess.

Yue zhangzun couldn't stop him, but because he was too close to the front, he suffered most of the impact of Ziyang's power. In a moment, he was hurt and his mouth was red.

After the Yuwei war, the vast expanse of sand and dust covered the sky and the war situation in the distance. The encirclement and killing momentum was scattered everywhere. The eyes of more than ten Marquis's bodyguards were moist. After stabilizing their bodies, they fled in different directions without any hesitation.

Yue zhangzun vomited another mouthful of blood in his mouth. Looking at the more than ten people fleeing, his heart sank and he ordered, "chase!"

"Yes"

the surviving strong men of the Confucian school took orders, and then quickly caught up with them.In the battlefield, Yue zhangzun turned his hands to condense his Qi, suppressing the surging blood in her body. This battle was hard beyond her imagination. Only two half step congenitally great Xia Marquis hurt her to such a degree.

It's hard to imagine how powerful the great Xia Marquis would have been if it hadn't been made by Shaye.

The imperial palace of the great Xia Dynasty is decorated with red lanterns. The seven kings come and the officials enter the palace. The wedding day of the emperor finally comes.