The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the west of the summer, where the fire of war burned, there was a lot of damage everywhere. Years of war have made the prosperity of the past disappear.

On the wilderness, a young man in white, with a broken sword on his back, goes on silently, enters the world to practice, and goes all over the world step by step.

The result of the war is shocking. Even the swordsman, who is centripetal like water, is affected by this desolate scene and has a trace of intolerance in his heart.

The change of mood is not good or bad. The road to sword requires meditation, but a man who knows his destiny never has a moment to settle down and realize the sword has reached the present height in the continuous battle.

On the road of sword, thousands of people, mubai and Prince Yan, have come to the point where they can't compare with each other. If they want to go the same way again, they are doomed to be difficult to surpass them in their whole life.

Just at this time, opposite, a swordsman in purple and white also came in silence. After a long time, Hao sword returned to the scabbard. After the three disasters, he rarely appeared, and kept a low profile.

In the past, the first swordsman in the quadrupole world was besieged by the kindness of the quadrupole master. All his life, he deviated from his own way and was hard to advance. Now, he is in a state of mind and is in three disasters, but once again he doesn't know where to go.

The two people who passed by, without any words, broke the sword. Hao sword trembled gently, and was pulled by the breath of the sword. They resonated with each other.

They didn't look back. They went away to find their own way.

In the stone chamber of Zhiming Marquis's mansion, the ancient sword of Suoluo suppresses the demons. The golden light shines and dispels the demonic Qi continuously. However, the demonic Qi is not enough to drive away, and it is difficult to recover the demonized emperor.

Ning Chen stood in front of the stone room, silent, from noon until sunset, never said a word.

No one in Hou's mansion dares to disturb her. Even Ning Xi, who has always been heartless, calms down at this time.

In the past, there was a good friend who could walk side by side. Now, there is only one person left. It's more and more hard to walk.

Two people separated by the stone gate look at each other, one is as cold as an abyss, the other is as quiet as autumn water. However, under the abyss and autumn water, who can see the blood and tears.

In the Marquis's mansion, a red guard of Taili department had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the sunset, his face flashed with anxiety.

"What's the matter" in front of the stone room, Ning Chen takes back his eyes, looks at the figure not far away, and says.

"Report to the Marquis, the war situation has changed there." the red guards quickly stepped forward and put the war report from the southeast territory on the ground, looking anxious.

Ning Chen took the war report, after reading it, his brow wrinkled slightly. This MANYANG country is really disgusting.

"Get up, these two days, I will go over a trip" rather Chen calm way.

"Thank you, marquis." the red guard saluted respectfully and stood up and stepped down.

Ning Chen looks at the thing described on the letter, Mou son cold idea way way, can compare to the eight head monster of three disaster condition, really rare.

However, it's no surprise that even Taotie, jiuying and Fenghuang are wild and ancient. It's not unacceptable to have another eight headed monster.

"If I'm sorry, I'll come back within three days after I go out. During this period, if there are guests, I'd like to receive them." Ning Chen looks back and takes a look at the woman who has been guarding beside him, and orders.

"En"

if you nod your head, you should answer it softly.

Ning Chen waves, in the room, a long box of mahogany flies out, takes the load on his back, turns and leaves.

Southeast territory, the junction of Daxia and MANYANG state, the war has been fought for many years. MANYANG state is arrogant and persistent. If it were not for its remote location, easy to defend and difficult to attack, there would have been no such annoying nation in the world.

Zhongyong Hou, who is in charge of guarding this side, has led his troops to the west to support him. Zhongyong leaves and comes. This time, he wants to let MANYANG know what the pain is.

Outside Donghua City, the sound of the flute is bleak. A huge monster roars down. The snake has eight heads. On one of them, a woman in red standing still, playing the flute in her hand, controls the snake to move forward.

Behind the monster, the army of MANYANG kingdom is approaching quickly. There are more than 100000 of them. The ambition of the wolf is obvious now.

Kong Yu was standing in the city, his fists clattering. After a few months, his face became less cold and more frosty. He looked more like a general than the cruel chief.

"Withdraw"

the most helpless choice is to withdraw without fighting, and the humiliation haunts my heart. Only then can Kong Yu understand that the commitment mentioned by the Marquis is not only a glory, but also a responsibility that must be shouldered.

Daxia soldiers looked at the monster in front of them. They were surprised and angry. Although they were unwilling, they could only follow the military order and abandon the city.

"Kong Yu, what's the matter? Do you understand?"

In the sound of words, a figure in plain clothes appeared under the city. There was no turning back.

When he saw the visitor, Kong Yu was shocked and immediately recovered. He said in an unprecedented way, "thank you, marquis"

"now, I'll teach you one last thing"

Ning Chen opened the long mahogany box, started with Qingque, looked at the army in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "in this world, whose fist is big, who has the right to speak? Don't believe in what kind and righteous bullshit, you If you're kind, you're cruel to the people behind you. "The sparrow's long song, across a dazzling rainbow, a sword to break the air, cut thousands of majestic sword meaning.

Eight giant snakes roar up to the sky, earth shaking. On the head of a snake, the eyes of a woman in red are moving. The sound of the flute is bleak and disturbing.

As the sword passed by, the snake was covered with blood. However, for a monster like a hill, it just hurt his muscles and bones.

As soon as the woman stepped on her feet, she avoided the light of the sword near her. She pinched the seal with her slim hands, and huge trees fell from the sky.

It's a strange skill. Ning Chen snorts and sweeps it with a sword. The huge wood explodes in front of him, turns into debris and disappears.

"If you have the courage to come, you don't have to go back"

the frosty sword stabs directly into one of the giant snake's heads. The sword spins across the sky, and blood gushes all over the sky.

"Roar"

with a roar of pain, the head of the giant snake burst open, and the other seven heads danced, swallowing at the person in front of them. It was extremely frightening.

Manipulated by the flute sound, the eight headed snakes do not know how to be afraid. The huge heads gasp and puff, and the smell is unbearable.

Ning Chen steps on the water light, and his figure is like a magic. The sword moves along the dragon. It's fast, and it's hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

In the eyes of the postnatal warrior, the snake scale, which is invulnerable, is as fragile as paper at this moment. The light of the sword cuts through, and the blood falls like rain.

The woman in red was frightened, and her flute changed several times. However, she still couldn't change the final result. She could only watch the protective beast under her body being slaughtered naked.

In the loud bang, the heads fell on the earth one by one, and the blood was red. The soldiers of MANYANG Kingdom, who were a little closer, were affected and fell into the dust with fear.

With a sword blocking her throat, the flute broke, and the woman in red didn't even have time to react. Only her eyes were unwilling to hide.

In front of the snake corpse like a hill, Ning Chen takes a look at the army who is frightened and retreats. He doesn't pay attention to it. It doesn't matter here. He needs to go back as soon as possible.

"The rest is up to you"

the sparrow returns to the scabbard. Ning Chen carries the long box of mahogany and walks away.

"Farewell to Marquis Wu"

in the city, a great Xia officer reacted from shock and worshiped him respectfully.

"Open the gate, chase"

looking at the retreating army of MANYANG, Kong Yu's eyes flashed cold and ordered.

"Yes"

the generals took orders, endured the anger for several days, broke out in a moment, waved their troops out of the city and chased the defeated army in front of them.

In the imperial city of the summer, a swordsman in purple and white came to it unconsciously. Looking at the magistrate's mansion, he hesitated and went up.

"In the next Xuantian, seek to see Zhiming Hou" Xuantian looked at the front guard, calm way.

Looking at the purple white figure with a sword in front of him, the bodyguard felt a slight shock in his heart. He politely said that he would wait a moment, and then quickly walked towards the house.

Lord Hou said that if you see a person who can't feel the breath of any warrior and makes people feel fear subconsciously, that person is likely to be the strong one of the three disasters.

A few days ago, a leader of eternal night came. Today, a strange swordsman, the strong man of three disasters, came. When was he so worthless.

When the old housekeeper heard the reward, he went to the backyard and told him that the Marquis was not there. The man who came here would not be looking for trouble again, would he?

If cherish out of the backyard, graciously will Xuantian please into the front hall reception.

Just then, outside the Marquis's residence, a figure with red clothes and red hair came. The former sage son of the four poles, who is now the Lord of the holy land, also came to China to check the blood moon.

Meet again of two people, already changed appearance, hate, can't say, only regret in the heart, hard to swing.

"Holy Son"

Xuantian's salutation is still in accordance with the Holy Son. In his heart, the Lord of the holy land is always the only one.

Kindness will not be extinguished by anything. Although what the LORD did was not his wish, he never regretted it.

"Xuantian, Congratulations"

Luan FengChen says that he can step into the three disasters, which shows that the former has broken the shackles of his heart. Xuantian is the most gifted sword genius in the quadrupole realm. It's many years too late to take this step now.

"Thank you son," Xuantian said quietly.

"What's the matter here?" Luan FengChen asked.

"To get rid of the past and give it to the master is also to give himself an account," Xuantian said.

Luan FengChen nodded and said nothing more. Xuantian had made up his mind, and he could not change it. He hoped that after the war, the past would be completely settled.

They waited for more than an hour, just as the setting sun was about to fall, their eyes flashed at the same time and came.

The figure in plain clothes in front of the house, with a long box of mahogany on his back, is still alive with the blood after the killing.

"Hou ye, there are guests" Ruoxi came forward to greet him and said gently.

"Know, hard you" rather Chen should a, way.

In the front hall, they walked out and looked at the young man walking in front of them with different thoughts.

"You still came" rather Chen saw a Xuan to know, insipid way.

"Please" xuanzhi said seriously."If cherish, you step back" rather Chen instructs a way.

"En" Ruoxi nodded and stepped aside.

The sparrow flies out, and the sword comes out of its sheath. In a moment, it trembles and calls.

At this moment, there is only a resolution on the sword, and the past is over. Finally, it is back to the original battle on the sword. Zhenyuan is introverted, but it is still dangerous. No one has ever been merciful between the sword fronts.