The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The surging black breath in the sky, after this pressing hand, surged and scattered endlessly.

After the gorgeous armor in front of him, his black hair danced and changed his appearance. He was cold and merciless, and urged Zhenyuan to die.

The blood in the heavily damaged mouth of Bian river was constantly flowing down, and the breath was extremely unstable, almost dispersing. However, at the last moment, the black Qi came back to the body of the former.

"It's all immortal"

Ning Chen snorted coldly and grasped his right hand. In the rear of the black water army, a mahogany box was opened, and the sparrow came out of its sheath and flew into the war.

When you grasp the sword, your breath suddenly changes. The sword is sharp and sharp.

It was hard to lift Bian Jiang's true Qi and lose the absolute suppression of cultivation. For a while, he was constrained.

"Meng Xuanji, it's up to you"

with other tasks, Ning Chen doesn't want to fight. After a drink, his figure sweeps out. At the same time, a beautiful shadow sweeps in, and the battle situation changes instantly.

Gilded feathered, sharp and pressing, passing through the road to kill light, trapped the pace of Wuguan.

In the battle between the triumphal Marquis and the demon king, he took part in the battle. The military God of the great Xia moved quickly and chopped to the military building, which made the military powerful.

Rong Lou's heart was shocked. He waved his sword to block the move. The two swords collided with each other. It was a huge explosion and the dust was frenzied.

Sword Bodhi then quit, leading the front, and Zhiming fight together forever night demon king.

In a twinkling of an eye, all the rivals who had been exchanged did their duty in the plan. They triumphed over Hou and Meng Xuanji, and mainly delayed, prevented Rong Lou and Bian Jiang from rushing to help.

The most important battle situation, sword Bodhi and Ning Chen join hands to fight against the demon king, double swords lock the demon sword, today, the potential will bring the emperor back.

"The magic sword, burying the sky"

the magic sword in the hand of the devil waves, and the meaning of the sword is thousands of ways. The sword of burying the sky surges out, and it is powerful, destroying the withering and decaying, and destroying the nothingness.

When we fight again, it's already quite different. Ning Chen's look is dignified. The Phoenix shape converges, and he doesn't enter his body. With one sword, he spins quickly and breaks through the air.

Bang ran against each other, know the fate to withdraw, the ancient sword near, the golden light as bright, fight the magic sword again.

There is no flaw in the tacit cooperation. However, the emperor who has the magic sword in his hand is not afraid at all. He will fight against both the strong and the weak with one sword.

Rong Lou and Bian Jiang were shocked. Although they also knew that the demon king was not simple, they did not expect to be so strong.

The great Xia Haowu king is not inferior to others in his life. Even if he is possessed by the devil, he is also the pride in the devil.

Huaguang, the combination of the three swords, is brilliant in the morning sun. The most intense battle, a moment of distraction, is the end of death.

"Good friend, your sword is too soft and weak." the devil opens his mouth, cold as the abyss. In his dark eyes, there is no emotion. He gives up everything. Only the sword in his hand can be trusted.

"Don't be affected" sword Bodhi waves his sword to block the edge of the magic sword and condenses the heavy road.

Ning Chen nodded and said nothing. The sparrow frosted and the sword moved as fast as the wind.

At first, swords appreciated each other. Later, life and death entrusted each other. Nowadays, life and death are so cruel. However, the only way to bring back friends is to win on the sword.

The magic sword, the imperial sword, trembled in the wind and scattered. There were many terrible sword marks around them.

Sword Bodhi wields his sword to help, and the light of saharawa flows around. He uses the Buddha demon to do his best to help him to suppress the powerful demons in front of him.

The other two battlefields, the triumphal Marquis and Meng Xuanji, are also not easy to fight. It's just that this battle can't be lost. They have to do their best to stick to it.

Splash of blood, in the three battlefields Yang SA, in order to adhere to the heart, no one is willing to give up half a point.

The fierce battle is frightening. The most powerful people in the world all gather in the battlefield. In the crisscross, snowflakes and blood flowers bloom in the most gorgeous life and death ferry.

"The rolling of the earth turns thousands of times"

the rolling of the earth makes the earth roar and rise, presenting a concave shape. It quickly closes in the middle, and with a bang, the devil is trapped.

"Magic sword, reincarnation"

after reincarnation, a half moon sword cut off the earth, and Xuanyi's figure swept out. In front of Zhiming's body, the magic sword showed off its power and killed brilliantly.

Ningchen back half step, Qingque turn, sharp snow light, retrograde anti magic.

Fast sword battle, one is fast, the other is faster, the two strongest young people, this moment, the real life and death fight, without reservation, the top can do, let the world shocked.

Strong, or strong, only when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that the kings and Marquis of the past summer had been so strong.

At the top of the tower is the spirit of heaven and earth, the spirit of war reaching the limit. The sound of swords reverberates. They are powerful and fearless.

It's not for hatred or hatred that a close friend duels. It's just for an opportunity. Give yourself an opportunity and give the other party an opportunity.

The road ahead is difficult. With the sound of the sword, one is lost. No matter how difficult it is, one has to reach out and pull it back.

"The rolling of the earth, the destruction of the earth, the destruction of the mountain"

the falling light of the sword, which rises from the sky, turns the whole body into a hundred feet of damage, and the endless sword spirit, surging like the reverse sword rain, is magnificent and unavoidable.The devil jumped up, and the magic spirit of the magic sword swirled around, and then swung away again and again. Immediately, he fell from the sky and fell into the sky, carrying the supreme magic power to break the sword rain.

The two swords slammed against each other, the aftershocks shook the sky and destroyed the earth, and the dust surged up.

In the distance, a strong man of the black water army is silent. If such a powerful emperor is not forced to be possessed, how can he be afraid of others in today's summer.

Unfortunately, there has never been any assumption in the world that the enchanted emperor will never see the coldness of human nature again.

Sword light across the ear, black hair down, backhand holding the sword, across the air, a sword then block, rustle wind, can't keep up with the change of the sword edge, this battle, no turning round, until one side is defeated, will draw the final sound.

I don't know when the sword Bodhi has been withdrawn from the war. The ancient sword has returned to the scabbard, the branches and leaves are rustling, the golden light is dazzling, and the Buddha yuan is gathered.

One of the most unforgettable battles has become more and more tense. A sword is held by the devil, and it's also held by the devil.

With a bang, the two sides of the sword were clear, and the magic sword was retrograde, passing a brilliant blood.

Ning Chen endure injury, sword power a turn, swing open magic sword, at the same time, left hand out, buckle the former right shoulder.

The wind and snow are surging, the air is surging, the volume of life urges to the peak, and the person who resists the devil takes action.

"Master"

Ning Chen drinks deeply. In the wind and snow, his breath rises wildly, and the sound of Fengming bursts into the sky, bursting out a dazzling blood mist.

Under the pressure, the evil spirit will fight back violently and rush out like a tidal current. The most direct foundation is to fight with cultivation, which makes the war situation enter the most dangerous stage.

Ning Chen's mouth is full of blood. He tries to endure the pain and fight for time for jianbodhi.

In addition to the war situation, Bodhi Dharma refers to the movement of mind, the light is drawn by the whirlwind, and the six word truth of Buddhism is expressed, which turns into golden chains to lock the demons.

Double pressure demon king, the volume of life exacerbates the power of the Buddha chain, the emperor trapped in it.

The surging evil Qi, cold Qi, and Buddha yuan collide sharply between heaven and earth. Bodhi, Zhiming, and the corners of the devil's mouth are all red. The terrible true yuan fluctuates and vibrates for ten li, and big cracks burst open.

Sword Bodhi, Ning Chen two further, hard swallow injury, in this most critical moment, which allow any failure.

With the help of the two men, the lock shaped chain with the character * turns continuously. After all, the body of the one who is not possessed by the devil is forced to lock the surging evil Qi.

Seeing the success, Ning Chen withdraws from the battle and passes by. He comes to Meng Xuanji, who is in the most critical situation. His sword opens the wind and clouds and blocks Bian Jiang's killing move.

"Retreat"

with an order, the four quickly left the battlefield and plundered towards the rear army.

The devil and the sword were all taken away, and the difficult battle was followed by the final chapter.

Bian Jiang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking back at the four people, his eyes were full of murders, and he didn't chase them.

The people who knew their fate clearly came prepared. Now they are chasing after them. It's very possible that there are still some ambush waiting for them.

The black water army camp, four people rushed to, after a war, all suffered a lot.

Ning Chen, Meng Xuanji and jianputi didn't stay long. After their injuries were stabilized, they took the enchanted emperor to the direction of the imperial city of summer.

Zhiming Houfu, in a sealed stone chamber, the devil stands still, deep eyes, indifferent and calm, still can't see half waves.

Before the stone chamber, Bodhi recited the Dharma mantra and the heavenly language, which turned into the light of Buddha crossing the world one by one and pressing on the demons.

A touch of pain flashed in the devil's eyes. With the constant pressure of Buddhist words, there was blood in his eyes and ears.

The unyielding devil, without saying a word, bears the pain, straight body, never bent.

Stone outdoor, rather Chen looking at seven orifices constantly bleeding friends, although the heart can't bear, but forced under the heart.

At sunset and sunrise, from night to morning, and then from morning to the middle of the day, the Buddha's words cross the world and constantly purify the evil spirit of the devil.

After a day and a night, the demons are still unyielding, and even if they can't get rid of the demons, even if they are the supreme Buddha Dharma, they don't have any effect.

The devil's eyes are closed, and the blood drips down one drop after another. Under the Buddha's power, he falls down like a sword.

Bodhi waves his hand, and the whirlwind opens its edge. The devil rises and falls, and the sword ascends the Buddha yuan. Half an hour later, Bodhi exits, and the door of the stone chamber slowly closes.

"Can't you?" Ning Chen's face flashed a touch of bitterness and asked.

"Evil Qi eats the heart and cannot be purified. In addition, there is even worse news. This person's soul is not in the body. It should be taken away by someone," says jianbodhi.

Ning Chen hears the speech, the eye son suddenly a cold, three souls are not complete, life and death can't be controlled by oneself, with Zi Yi's strength, even Bian Jiang and Yongye sect leader can't easily suppress, this soul, who take, already very clear.

"Ning Chen, what's the matter with the imperial brother"

Xinyu comes with Ruoxi's help. There is still a little morbid pallor on her delicate face, and the cold wind blows and trembles slightly.

Ning Chen took off his clothes and put them on. He took away the bitterness and coldness from his eyes and said gently, "it's OK. It's just that there's some trouble in clearing away the evil Qi from Zi Yi. However, I'll find a way as soon as possible. Didn't you say that I'm the smartest one among us? These little things will be solved soon."