The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the battle of the desolate city, the two swords resist the Marquis Wu. The sword is sharp and shining in the night sky.

Ningchen hands qingquehuang sword, Yama Shenbing, waving, in the face of desolate city double sword joint, the slightest dare not be careless.

The edge of the battle, more and more hot, desolate city double sword, each has its own merits, are rare in the world on the strong sword.

A broken sword has no edge, let alone partial edge. The sword is pure and upright. It gives people the feeling that it is only strong and the most direct one is strong.

Snake sharp on the contrary, dexterous difficult to distinguish, such as the most terrible snake, difficult to judge, more difficult to stop.

One is a strange, tacit understanding, together, even if suppress half of the body, but also let Ning Chen feel no small pressure.

It's a decision on the sword. In a moment, one sword is faster than the other, which shows the cruelty of the sword.

In the white heat of the battle, the sword is broken and the front is continued. The sword is pure and upright, and the power is stronger.

In order to block the broken sword, Yama's magic weapon should face the right, strong to strong, and not take the wrong side. Only the sword will face off.

Snake sharp wave, sword body twist plate turn, but see the sparrow from fast to heavy, heavy pressure, swing open dexterous strange sword.

Strange to strange, fast and heavy alternation, changing moves, eyes difficult to distinguish, only the sword edge meet, can detect the sword on the rapid change.

There is no mercy, no commitment, just and merciless sword battle, between the three people to sublimate, the light is more and more dazzling.

The swords of the desolate city are cold, just like this desolate and cold city, they will not hesitate because of any human feelings. In the desolate city, only the sword is the supreme truth.

The sword in the hands of the three people is so fast that people can't see it clearly. They keep away from the edge of the sword. Their hair floats silently. The cold light passing by is only within a short distance. If they are not careful, it will be a cruel ending.

Ning Chen waved his double swords and moved his steps. He didn't hesitate at any time. He knew that if he couldn't break through the battle, he would have no chance. When he met dusk white, he had to break through their swords.

At the moment when the three swords fight, Ning Chen's figure deviates and avoids the fatal edge. As soon as the sword turns, the two swords press against the snake sharp.

As soon as the two eyes of the sword coagulated, the snake sharp in his hand set the sword up and blocked the edge of the green sparrow. However, at the same time, Yama's magic weapon had arrived, and the cold front, which could not be stopped, came into the body with a sword.

"Stabbing"

there were two harsh sounds, blood flying, sword two and Ning Chen shoulder, each red, one sword for another, forced to break the tacit understanding of the double sword blockade.

The broken sword is dyed red, and the king of hell calls for his life. The blood has not yet fallen from the double swords, but the whole body of Su Yi's body explodes. The two of them retreat half a step, and then they rush away.

Before the sword pool, twilight white looks at the figure approaching quickly in the distance. A strange color flashed in his calm eyes. It's not bad.

Thirty miles away, for the congenital strong, it's nothing at all. Before long, the first two figures and the last three figures arrive almost at the same time, and the wrong one is just in a flash.

However, this instant gap is a completely different result at this moment.

Ning Chen stops walking, the double swords close behind him at the same time, and doesn't continue to move.

Before dusk, few people in the world can or dare to move the sword. Although they are the top three in the younger generation, they are only the younger generation before the invincible sword of the barren city.

"You only have a chance to say three words," said the young man calmly.

"Master mubai" Ning Chen made a salute and said respectfully.

"A" Twilight white light way.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed and said, "the master of quadrupole is more resistant to fighting than that of Wu Jun in those years. I'm finished"

a sword suddenly flashed through Mu Bai's eyes. The sharp edge of the moment made people feel cold all over and scared to the bone.

"You should know the price of lying," murmured twilight.

"I've dealt with Wujun and Siji Jingzhu. I know their strength better than anyone else. If there's something wrong, I'm willing to bear all the consequences," Ning Chen said seriously.

Mubai quietly looks at the former. After counting his breath, he says flatly, "ten days later, you are allowed to come to watch the sword without double City certificate"

"thank you, master. I'll leave first." Ning Chen respectfully salutes and immediately turns away.

"Master"

Jian Er came forward and was about to speak, but he was stopped by the sword and shook his head calmly, indicating that he didn't have to say much.

They can't change the master's decision. No one can stop the sword battle.

The summer Imperial City, Ning Chen back, did not stop to rest for a while, then left again.

Only 10 days, he must seize the time to arrange, this rare precious opportunity, can not be missed.

There are no twin cities. A sword post flies down from the sky. The meaning of the sword is surging and sonorous. It's like a fast current star. The person who sent the post has a broken sword on his back. It's the first disciple of the barren city.

In the city, xuanzhi took the sword post. After reading it, his eyes kept beating.

Deep in Wushuang City, xuanzhi came to the forbidden area with dense array patterns. When he reached the outside of the array, his hand loosened, and the sword Posts flew into it automatically.

In the next few days, the myth of the battle between the four poles in Huangcheng sword spread like a torrent across the whole land of China.The event of shaking China, the sword of barren City, has disappeared for many years since the last World War I with Wu Jun. now, when it comes out again, it has picked up the quadrupole leader who is now the most powerful in the world. This war has attracted countless people's attention.

In Wushuang City, the master of quadrupole came out from the forbidden area. After hearing the news, he could not help frowning.

This matter, how to spread so fast, or someone deliberately spread the news, forcing him to fight.

In Yongye cult, the three Temple masters received the news at the same time, but their reactions were different.

The first temple is still as calm as ever, the figure on the throne is indifferent and speechless, and has no interest in the news.

The second temple, longitudinal Qianqiu waves away the chessboard in the void, the smile at the corner of the mouth, it's hard to understand.

The Third Temple, Yingwu figure standing in front of the throne, looks at the Far East with eyes, and his fighting spirit rises.

Compared with the quadrupole master, what he was more interested in was the ghost city, the mythical one in the sword and the strong one at the peak of martial arts, which was always respected.

"Father" Luo imperial concubine walks into the temple Lord, respectfully way.

"Go to invite the devil, and go to wushuangcheng to watch the battle together," the leader of Yongye said.

"Is" Luo imperial concubine bows body a gift, retreated.

In the imperial city of Daxia, Prince Yan's residence and Prince Yan's residence, with a wave of his hand, two swords flew out, turned into meteors, fell into the palace and left immediately.

The time has come, and the atmosphere of the war has become more and more tense. There are no twin cities. Xuantian and others are waiting for the battle. The congenital strong men who went out to fight have also returned to prepare for the coming war.

The master of quadrupole is standing on the city, waiting indifferently. He is full of strong breath and can't see that he was seriously injured not long ago.

Just at this time, the void in the distance suddenly vibrated, the sword Qi rose all over the sky, and the heaven and earth vibrated. A figure in white came, not slow, seemingly ordinary, but it brought extremely heavy pressure on a congenital strong man in the city.

"Strong" quadrupole master eyes squint, rumors are true, desolate city sword, is unusual.

Dusk white, who is stepping on the sword, is like a sword. When it comes, thousands of swords tremble in the whole barren City, and they want to come out of their scabbard to meet each other.

Xuantian saw the quivering sword around him. His eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand and pressed it to stop the agitation of Haojian.

"Quadrupole master, please" Twilight white stand in the void, calm way.

Seeing that the opponent is different from the past, the master of quadrupole realm holds his right hand, and the fire disaster falls from the sky and falls into his hand. The fire swings open and the fire disaster opens.

The next moment, multicolored glow flash, instant to the dusk white body, a knife cut off, thousands of Zhang void to make the sea of fire.

At the beginning of the war, the disaster of the sword will fall into the world. The leader of the four polar realm is full of the spirit of killing and cutting. We should take this opportunity to establish a power in China and thoroughly kill the myth of the sword.

The evening white eyebrow head wrinkled, the right hand sword finger and close, swing open the body before fall of fire disaster.

The poor martial spirit is disappointing. I just hope that my strength is as good as the boy said.

In the distance, the void rises and falls, and three powerful breath appear. Looking at the battle ahead, it is the daughter of the Yongye sect and the first and third hall.

On the ground, a blue figure came, black hair fluttering, familiar handsome face, let all present, all attentive.

The legend of summer has come.

The most powerful people in the contemporary era were all present, watching the battle in the air. They said nothing, but they brought great pressure to everyone.

In the void, Luo Fei's eyes swept around, but she didn't see Ning Chen's figure. She couldn't help squinting. Although she had known each other for a short time, she was very concerned about this great Xia Zhiming marquis. If it's shameless, it's hard for anyone in the world to surpass him.

This is not derogatory, on the contrary, this person gives her a very good impression. Those who achieve great things do not pay attention to trivial matters, have a black heart and a fierce sword.

"Fire disaster hell"

in the war, fire disaster and natural disaster cut the way to hell with one knife, and the fierce force broke through the sword Qi to stop it until Bai Yi was in front of him.

"Demon king, see the twilight white sword" the eternal night sect leader reminds a way.

The white haired devil moved his eyes. At this moment, he saw a bright sword rising between heaven and earth. It was so dazzling that a sword opened the sky.

With a bang, heaven and earth lose their color. In order to tremble, the master of quadrupole realm breaks the fire and natural disaster, and blood falls all over the sky.

The sudden change of the moment makes the face of the inborn strong change dramatically. How can it be like this.

Luo Fei also frowned. Because of her lack of cultivation, she didn't see why. Even if there was a gap between them, they shouldn't be so different. Why.

"See why?" The master of eternal night took a look at Xia Ziyi and said.

"Sword field" demon eyes a deep, calm way.

The leader of Yongye sect nodded and said, "the sword has three feet. Three feet in front of the body is the forbidden area of the swordsman. When there is no sword in the white hand, the farther the distance is, the stronger the sword will be. But when there is a sword, it is difficult for gods and ghosts to enter within three feet"

in the war situation, the broken fire falls from the sky and hits the earth with a bang."You deserve to die"

the humiliation of Shibing makes the anger of the master of quadrupole soar to the limit. As soon as he steps on his feet, his whole body changes again, and the white light is sublimated. The huge shadow of the white moth shows up behind him, and the terror and pressure sweep out.