The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Ning Chen looks at in front of the face less a few minutes indifference, more a few minutes peaceful woman, in the heart also calmed many, she lives well on the line.

The sword belongs to the original owner, and the sparrow in the box chirps gently, as if it were the owner who had been with him for two years.

At this moment, I also heard the farewell voice of the sparrow. A touch of gentleness flashed in my eyes. It's true that the sword has spirit, but I need to listen carefully.

Dusk Chengxue takes the red wood sword box and caresses the sword body. The sparrow's light song stops and returns to peace.

The sparrow converges on the edge, and the beautiful sword patterns on the sword have carved a thousand years of wind and frost. The Royal sword will eventually return to the Ziyin royal family, which is also the only symbol of the existence of the Ziyin Dynasty.

"What can I do for you?"

Mu Chengxue says that although she hasn't been out of the college, she also knows that the land of China is facing great calamity. People in front of her have too many worries in their hearts to stay out.

"Hand for Phoenix source" Ning Chen serious way.

"What do I need to do?"

Dusk into snow will red wood sword box on the side, continue to busy in the hands of things, calm way.

Ning Chen came forward to help hold the fodder of the little white horse and pile it together. He explained the current situation and future arrangement in detail.

"Are you sure?"

Dusk into snow bailed out a wooden bailing water, added to the tank in the shed, asked.

"As long as there is no accident, there will be no problem. There must be great restrictions on the arrival of Qijue heaven by Bianjiang. The situation in Fengqi mountain should not happen again. Otherwise, with the ability of the underworld at that time, it is almost impossible for us to get away," Ning Chen replied.

The power of the underworld is really incomparable. Whether it's in the middle spiritual realm or Fengqi mountain, it just shows the tip of the iceberg and makes them suffer. Such existence should not appear in the world.

"Just a moment, I'll say goodbye to the master." after finishing what I'm doing, mu Chengxue whispers.

Dusk Chengxue picks up the sparrow sword box and goes to the East wooden house.

Ning Chen looks at the woman leaving in front of him and waits quietly. When he first meets him, the quiet and peaceful dusk becomes snow. As for whether he can recover his memory, maybe it doesn't matter.

"Let's go"

not long later, mu Chengxue walked back and said.

"En" Ning Chen nods and answers.

When they leave, the snow colored dress dancing with the wind is not stained with a trace of dust. On one side, the red dress flutters, bright as blood. On the way, they never stop to have a rest. In the turbulent world, the world is miserable. Who can escape from the world?

Qingshuang Valley, two people come, mu qianshang appears as promised, see Ning Chen behind the woman in white, let a person difficult to understand a faint smile, the human world's love ah, as fate, won the world, but always can't win her.

"Go, you owe me another favor," Mu qianshang said.

"Oh, have a chance, return again" rather Chen light smile, return a way.

Mu qianshang didn't say any more. Since he knew each other, he had witnessed with his own eyes the diamond crystal flowers planted on the blood red of the ice lake. He knew that there was a kind of person, and his feelings were more important than his words.

Are they friends? Maybe, but the word "friend" is as light as a feather to say and as heavy as Mount Tai to do.

Lost, lost, the far away Mo Yi sword self mockery in the heart, is lost? Maybe, however, mu qianshang knew that even if he was given another chance, he would still make the same choice.

They had been waiting for one day. Ning Chen traveled between the cities in one day, preparing something. He didn't come back with dust until sunset. They didn't stay much. They rushed to feather Valley in the moonlight.

I don't know when the enemy will come, only to wait, Ning Chen will bring sulfur, saltpeter and other medicine stone carefully prepared, buried under the eclosion Valley, for Bianjiang back ready to meet.

"Will it be useful to those who are strong in three disasters?"

Mu qianshang looked at the medicine stones piled up like hills in front of the valley and said with a slight frown. He had heard that the emperor of Xia had tried his best to seize them. However, if the three disasters were unusually strong, it would be difficult for these foreign objects to have any effect.

"In my hometown, people without force can also destroy a city with the help of foreign things. My study is limited, and I can't do so. However, no matter whether it's useful or not, more preparation is always more likely to be successful"

Ning Chen said calmly while seriously doing what he was doing.

Mu Chengxue comes forward and helps to bury the powder according to the former. Mu qianshang sighs in his heart and goes forward to help. He is right. Anyway, more preparation is better than nothing.

Two days and one night, the three carefully buried the powder in the whole eclosion Valley, and the stone hill in front of the valley disappeared.

It's a long wait. I don't know when, the three people take turns to adjust their breath and keep their body in the best condition. This battle is not simple. No matter how serious Bian Jiang's injury is, it is also the three disasters. No one can change this.

As time goes by, it has been nearly a month in the twinkling of an eye. Just when the bright moon in the sky is once again perfect, the movement and stillness finally appear in the eclosion Valley, the space channel is rolling, people are unknown, and the powerful oppression has already appeared."Coming"

there was a cold light in Ning Chen's eyes, and he came back alive.

Behind him, dusk into snow, mu qianshang opened his eyes at the same time, got up and looked at the space channel in the eclosion Valley, with a look of condensation.

The curved broken bow and the bright light of blood converge to form a red arrow. The Phoenix is looming and the fire is burning, which locks the exit.

A moment later, the black figure came out. At this moment, the red arrow broke through the air and appeared, sweeping towards the heart of the former.

As soon as the arrow reached its peak, it came to the front of the body in a flash. Bian Jiang's face sank, and he turned his palm as an arrow. With a bang, it shattered the arrow.

Scattered red arrows, with fire, fell into the earth. The next moment, a terrible scene appeared, a huge explosion sounded, one after another. In the rumbling sound, the fire suddenly annihilated the whole eclosion valley.

Mu Qian Shang's eyes flashed a shock. After seeing it with his own eyes, he just understood why the emperor of Xia was so crazy to seize the formula of the gunpowder.

"Seriously, the next is the real battle" Ning Chen right hand, Yama sword hand, coagulation voice way.

Bianjiang can't die so easily, otherwise, those who are strong in the three disasters will not be so afraid.

"Your sins are unforgivable!"

Sure enough, the black air reappeared in the sea of fire. Bian Jiang, who tried his best to stop the explosion, was in a mess. The blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the three people in front of him, his eyes were full of murders.

Palm move, ferocious world, the surging power of Hades roaring gallop, toward the three hit.

"Brother mu, be careful"

Ning Chen reminds us that his figure flashes, avoids the palm power, turns his body, and his sword moves very fast towards the Bian river.

At the same time, the dusk turned into snow, the white light passed by, the shadow came out, the sword moved with it, and the martial crown was forced.

Mu qianshang is not as fast as the two, so it's hard to avoid him. With a wave of his hand, the snow sword appears, and the landscape ink painting opens. It's a sword realm of its own. The mountains and waters cross, blocking the surging palm power.

The white water of Heishan collapses, and the power of the palm is reduced. After the mountains and rivers, the sword of muqianshang condenses the ink and water to meet the aftershocks.

With a bang, the swordsman retreated three steps, his mouth turned red, and his move was hurt, but he also stopped Bian Jiang's hand.

The four people are surrounded by the landscape sword. The snow sword is used as a pen to paint the world. The extraordinary cultivation on the sword is not inferior to anyone present.

Three swords trap Wuguan, one sword is fast, one sword is faster, red clothes flash, white clothes reappear, moves, are the key to break to Bianjiang.

The two fastest people in the world, one master the volume of the line, the other master the origin of the Phoenix, and the cooperation is hard to resist.

Bian Jiang's power is amazing. They don't avoid it in time. Mu qianshang immediately stands up to block it and resists Wuguan's power.

The orderly cooperation between attack and defense ensures the sharpest attack and suppresses the power of Wuguan to the maximum extent.

Under the powerful attack, Bian Jiang was in a mess. When he was recruited, he was short of condensate gas, and the advantage of cultivation gradually became invisible.

Mu Chengxue is not good at his foundation, and Ning Chen can't connect with Wu Guanzhang. Therefore, the task of Mu qianshang is very important in this war. Once the cooperation goes wrong, the situation of suppression will be reversed in an instant.

Mu qianshang's right hand was injured and soaked with blood. On the landscape painting, the blood was gorgeous and beautiful.

"Er"

with a murmur, the king of hell's sword penetrated into his chest. Bian Jiang held the sword in his right hand, flipped his left palm and patted the person in front of him.

The snow sword comes later. The sword moves with great force. With a thump, it blocks the power of the palm. The blood splashes, and the figure in the ink clothes retreats a few steps.

At this moment, the shadow has arrived, a sword through the sea, hard damage Wuguan a cultivation.

"Er"

in the sound of sharp pain, the fierce black breath scattered everywhere. Ning Chen took the opportunity to withdraw his sword and avoid the power of Bianjiang's whole body.

Dusk into the snow then back, the shadow pull out of the moment, blood gushing.

Mu thousand Shang is about to come forward, but is pulled by Ning Chen.

"Wait a minute"

Ning Chenning is very serious. He has driven Bian Jiang to death more than once. However, unexpected things happen every time. The underworld has put too much power into this person. He doesn't want to have any more accidents at the last moment.

"It's important to take back Fengyuan first"

with the sound of the words, Ning Chen's whole body is full of real yuan. In the dazzling blood light, Fengyuan echoes from afar, flies out of Bianjiang and falls into Zhiming's hands.

Fengyuan takes back, and the mission of this trip is finally completed. The life and death of the people in front of him is meaningless. The sea of Qi is destroyed, and neither death nor death is useless.

The fierce black smell scattered from the whole body of Bian River, and the invincible Wuguan finally came to the end.

Ning Chen never said that he would save his life. He broke the wound and bent the bow, and the blood was brilliant. The red arrow broke through the air. After an arrow, the legend of Wuguan would be completely over.

"Bian River" canal from the rush to see this scene, look changed, however, want to stop, but it is too late.

At this time, a terrible crash suddenly sounded, and the whole space of China trembled violently, shaking the world.