The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Wake up, the power of a sword, shocked everyone present, hunting clothes, dancing in the wind, the most critical moment, finally wake up.

After the robbery, most of the remaining powerful people in China have been shut down, giving foreigners the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity. However, it is not the dog that can bully the tiger.

The killing on Zhiming sword is cold and makes people feel cold all over. The magic soldier who had been stained with the blood of the gods was born again today. The original breath has not come out, which has made the three people in the presence of fear.

"Zhiming Hou, do you think you can stop the three of us by yourself?" In the sky, wuqingman looks cold and says.

"Is it difficult?"

Ning Chen raises a head, the vision that seems to smile not to smile, seem to despise, seem to ignore again.

Wu Qingman's chest stagnated, and her face was extremely ugly. She saw many arrogant people. It was the first time that she saw such a rampant person in the face of the three strong people.

Zhao Dongyang's eyes narrowed, and he was the magistrate of Daxia, worthy of his reputation.

With a wave of the hand, the sun bows and arrows are drawn out, directly sweeping the people in front of them. The blazing fire is surging in the light of the arrows. Every inch ahead, it will be stronger.

"Sword style, Nirvana"

when Ning Chen wields his sword, all the sword edges show up, and immediately turn into a sword flowing out. The sword is so majestic that it destroys and decays. The nirvana reborn sword is so powerful that it instantly destroys the arrows in the way and continues to fly forward.

Zhao Dongyang and Yang Xiao are enveloped in the sword. They have to work together to block the nirvana sword.

Shuang Jiao blocked the edge of the sword, but there was a loud bang. They walked out three steps together, and the blood from the corners of their mouths slipped.

When they were defeated in one move, the two proud young men couldn't accept it. They put up with the injury and forced them to put up a real yuan. They gathered all kinds of wind and clouds. Suddenly, the wind roared and the fire burned the city. The most powerful move roared out.

The wind helps the fire, and the two moves flow in parallel, attacking Zhiming. The powerful power burns the sky and boils the sea, and the sky and the earth turn pale.

Ning Chen doesn't move like a mountain. The source of the sword is scattered, and the frozen air is extremely fast. One sword blocks the move, and the edge of the sword is sealed. In the moment of breaking the move, the sharp sword will come out through the fire light, and the two people in front will fly out again.

In front of Zhiming sword, it is hard for Xiaoying to spread his wings and Haoyang to rise to the East.

In the sky, wuqingman saw that the situation was not good. He plucked the strings with both hands, and one after another the harp waves opened. Suddenly, the earth was rumbling and trembling, the loess was flying, and the leaves were falling like rain.

The music that reaches to the divine consciousness comes from all over the world. However, at this moment, plain clothes flash by and disappear from the original place. In this world, people who can block the divine consciousness may exist, but they are definitely not wuqingman.

Ling Li's empty figure in plain clothes, with a cold front in his hand, is beside the woman's neck. The sword is dyed with scarlet, and then half an inch away. That's the end of death.

Wu Qingman's delicate body trembles, and the color of disbelief flashes in her eyes. I can't understand why the strength gap between them is so big.

"Zhiming Hou, spare her life, it is to sell me a face." at this time, the woman often came to the war and said.

Ning Chen saw a female often, removed the sword in the hand, didn't descend the killer again.

Although he was not fully conscious when he was in a coma, he could still feel the breath of the person who saved him.

The arrival of nvchang surprised all the people on the scene once again. The terrible pressure on the woman in front of her was not the common strong one in the three disasters.

"Go"

Zhao Dongyang, Yang Xiao knows that it is impossible to get anything today. He moves at his feet and retreats quickly.

Wuqingman gave a cold hum, waved his slim hand, swept out of the sedan chair, and went away at the same speed.

When the three left, Ning Chen nodded to her and said, "girl, please wait a moment, I still have some small things to deal with"

then Ning Chen looked at Ruoxi, who was waking up from the confusion, and calmly said, "Ruoxi, change clothes"

"en"

Ruoxi covered the tears in her eyes, nodded and immediately walked into the room and took it from the cabinet After opening a wooden box that hasn't been moved for a long time, Shi Qingse's uniform of marquis Wu is lying in it, which symbolizes the glory of marquis Wu for thousands of years. Today, it finally reappears in the world.

He took the clothes from the marquis. Ruoxi took off his plain clothes and put on his green clothes. He had purple hair and long black and white hair on his back. It was simple and simple.

He changed his clothes and left without further delay.

Under the Imperial City, the siege of the three sides is still going on, and the precarious imperial city of summer has reached the last moment of its destruction.

In the face of the attack of the three sides, it is difficult to support after all.

Despairing faces appear on the faces of soldiers. If Daxia dies, how will they face the princes who have sacrificed their lives for Daxia.

With a roar, the huge wood bumps into the city gate again, and the cracking sound rings, announcing the omen of the end of the summer. The face of the Lord of the nine cities shows a happy look, and finally it's the day.

At this moment, the sword fell to heaven and directly cut open the land before the Xia imperial city and the three forces. With one sword, the world stopped fighting.The next moment, a stone blue figure appeared in the sky, and the most familiar face made the hearts of all sides tremble.

"Welcome Marquis Wu"

the imperial guards in Daxia first reacted and knelt down to welcome Marquis Wu.

When Zhiming appeared, all sides were shocked. The stone blue Marquis's battle clothes dancing in the wind affected everyone's heart below.

"Mingyue, Prince, please retreat"

the understatement, without any threat, is the calmness that most people dare not refute. Zhiming, Zhiming, Zhiming, Zhiming Hou of Daxia, who has disappeared for a long time, is coming again.

There was a touch of joy in the bright moon's eyes, which immediately disappeared without leaving any trace. As soon as she lifted her hand, she stopped the northern Mongolian soldiers from attacking the city.

Prince man narrowed his eyes and blocked the soldiers who were about to rush out behind him. Unexpectedly, he woke up at this time.

On the other side, the Lord of nine cities saw the figure in the sky, and his face was very gloomy. Didn't all the Marquis Wu died in the war? Why did he know that the Marquis Wu was still alive!

"Zhiming Marquis"

as soon as their faces changed, their bodies could not help shaking with fear. If they were to say who they were most afraid of meeting in the world, it was undoubtedly the Marquis Wu in the air.

In the summer, from the powerful to the common people, they were more respectful than fearing to all the Marquis Wu. However, there was only one exception: the magistrate.

For this Marquis, who had slaughtered a city of rebellion by himself, his fear had been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every subject in Daxia and was hard to get rid of.

Among the rebels in the nine cities, there are many young people from Prajna city in the past. Seeing the appearance of Zhiming, their legs tremble unconsciously and they kneel down.

One kneels, and everyone kneels. In fear, the rebels kneel down, their heads down, and dare not look directly at the sky.

Unpredictable situation, the Lord of nine cities, a lord finally shaken, trembling body underground horse, also kneel down.

"Wang Qiu, you rubbish, he has only one person. What's so terrible!" Next to him, a middle-aged man with bloodstains on his face was angry.

The kneeling City Lord didn't answer, but he just bowed his head deeply. Before his life, the rest of things were not important. Anyone who had witnessed the hell like tragedy of Prajna city would never doubt that if he continued to resist, he would be ruthless enough to kill them all.

Ning Chen turns around and looks at the rebels of the nine cities in front of the west city. He says, "retreat, or stay here all the time"

"attack the city"

the middle-aged man snorts coldly, ignores and orders to continue the attack.

Under the order, one of the soldiers ran out again with siege equipment and continued to attack the city again.

"Stupid"

when Mingyue and Prince Manzi look at the movement of the west gate, there is a sneer in their eyes. Those who are blinded by power can't see the situation clearly.

At the moment of command, the blue figure in the air also moved, and the magic weapon in his hand waved. Suddenly, a terrible sword light swept out quickly, and the crazy haze of a hundred feet, like a shadow, shook the world.

"Hua"

with one sword, thousands of heads flew up, blood gushed and dyed red for nine days.

On top of the horse, the middle-aged man's body was directly split in two and fell off the horse. The shocking scene scared the courage of a soldier behind him.

"Marquis Wu, please forgive me"

there was no more fluke, and the figures full of fear knelt down, lowered their heads and trembled.

Unimaginable reversal, the situation of the three sides besieged city, because of the appearance of one person, suddenly disintegrated. The separated corpses on the ground, dyed the yellow soil below, and shocked the world again.

"Kong Yu, take you city masters and generals to the city for tea. Don't neglect them." Ning Chen takes a look at Kong Yu on the west city building and says quietly.

"Yes" Kong Yu knelt down and took orders respectfully.

"The excitement is over, and it's all over"

Ning Chen looks at Mingyue and Prince man and says.

"Retreat"

the two men wave their hands and order the soldiers to retreat. When they wake up, they will not die in summer. Even if they attack the city by force, they will only end up with the rebels in Jiucheng.

"Mingyue, well done"

Ning Chen has no intention of blame in his words. The chaotic situation in the summer is the source of the war. Mingyue's sending troops at this time is not wrong. She can fight all the way here before the nine city rebels attack the Imperial City, which shows that his and fan Lingyue's original teaching is not in vain.

Hear the voice of the former, the moon has been nervous heart finally put down, back to show a smile, brilliant like a flower in general.

The prince of man left with a large army. In this war, all the resources they deserve have been obtained, which is enough to make the national strength of man Dynasty go to a new stage.

Tacit understanding, Ning Chen also did not pursue these, now the summer is weak, it is impossible to be the same, not let.

After finishing what should be done, Ning Chen doesn't stay any longer. He waves his hand to take his sword, takes a step, and leaves from the sky.

However, the deepest fear in people's hearts, just like the headless corpses on the ground, can not be dissipated.