The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

I'm sorry that red bamboo appears and drags the bloody red sandalwood on the mountain, which surprised everyone present.

It is said that the history of this sacred tree can even be compared with that of the holy land of Yuheng, which has scared people to death for a long time.

On the platform, Yin Yixuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know why red bamboo had brought this wood.

"Elder martial brother"

I'm sorry that Hongzhu put down the rope and walked forward respectfully.

Ning Chen nodded, looked at the Shenmu in front of him, and said calmly, "wait a moment, it will be fine soon"

the words fell down. Ning Chen went to the Shenmu, and turned his hand to shake it down. But in the flying debris, the Shenmu was split, and the toughest part of the bloodstained wood heart flew out and fell into the hands of the former.

The sword points to Ning yuan. With one sword, the wood chips fall on the earth.

In the distance, Xiao Mingming quietly looks at the direction of jiaowutai. There is a flash of brilliance in his deep eyes. With his age and his sword attainments, it's really shocking.

This wood is tough and tough. It took him a lot of time to break it. Only this young man could cut it so easily to make a sword.

On the top of the mountain, thousands of people are waiting. The sea of clouds is tumbling. In front of the platform, people are watching. They are waiting for the first World War, which will begin at some time.

"Yi, Yi"

the sound of the sword cutting the sacred wood sounded in people's ears one after another. The flying sawdust flew up one after another, and the shape of the sword gradually took shape.

In the eyes of the public, red clothes wave their fingers and Shenmu cuts them to make a strange edge. Soon, a purple sword with bloodstains appears. The red light on ningchen's fingers rises. The extreme Phoenix Fire is hot and the blade is tempered.

"Hand over" sword will become, rather Chen looked at the woman in front of the body, mouth way.

Sorry red bamboo smell speech, without the slightest hesitation, put his hand in front of the former.

The finger of the sword passed by, the hand was dyed red, and every drop of fresh blood was on the edge of the sword. The next moment, the blood was shining, illuminating the whole mountain.

The miraculous wood, which has gathered the spirit of the holy land for thousands of years, once transformed everything into miracles and shocked the world.

I'm sorry that when Hongzhu holds the sword, the feeling of connecting the heart of the sword rises, and her eyes are full of splendor. Until now, she really understands what the master and elder martial brother mean by their sword.

"Let you wait for a long time" sorry red bamboo body move, instant to more martial platform, looking at the opponent in front of, mouth way.

"Please"

the word "please" falls, the white clothes move, the cold sword edge passes by the jiaowu platform, and the white awn of the sword pierces into the mind.

Sorry red bamboo sword, Keng, double sword battle, wind shock, true yuan scattered.

The strange front turns from defense to attack, and the purple red sword is shining.

Yin Yixuan stepped back, the sword turned, and immediately a sword was drawn out again. The changeable sword didn't come down at all.

The double swords are fighting at top speed. Every move has passed. No one can gain an advantage. The stalemate is hard to break.

Master Yuheng and Xiao Mingming are watching the battle from afar, and they are also attracted by the fierce battle.

"It's not a short time for Yin Yixuan to enter the three calamities. There should be some gap between red bamboo and red bamboo. However, now it seems that these gaps have been leveled to the greatest extent," said master Yuheng.

"The sword in Hongzhu's hand, let her take a lot of advantage," Xiao Mingming said realistically.

"She's a nominal elder martial brother. She's pretty good to her, but after all, you really don't have to abide by the rules of starting one after another?" Master Yuheng asked.

"There are exceptions to everything, red bamboo should not be the voice of elder martial sister," Xiao Ming said calmly.

When they were talking, on the top of the mountain and on the platform of the martial arts, their martial arts were already in the incandescence, and their martial arts were raised to the limit, so as to draw the final end of the battle.

"The wind and thunder change, and the emperor returns to the boundless land"

Yin Yixuan holds the sword to lead the wind and thunder, and his whole body is white and shining, which is full of rising, dazzling and piercing.

The most important move is the red bamboo. The sword points to the Yuan Dynasty. The blade is tempered with blood light. The purple and red light rises up in the sky. The most important move is to live in the world at the same time.

"A hundred generations of rivers and mountains, a sword is gone"

the two poles collide with each other, the heaven and the earth lose color, and the sword roars wildly. On the martial platform, countless array patterns are out of sight, almost to the limit, and it is difficult to support this terrible aftereffect.

"Er"

they both stepped back and their mouths were red. Suddenly, in Yin Yixuan's hand, the white sword blade broke off and crossed his face with a trace of blood.

At this moment, the battle was divided. After the sword was broken, the result was decided.

"I lost," Yin Yixuan said in a deep voice.

"It's not you who lost, but the sword in your hand." between the words, a touch of regret flashed through the red bamboo eyes, and immediately stepped down the stage.

The battle for the chief of the inner disciples ended. The result was unexpected, but it was not too unexpected. The strength of Yin Yixuan and AI Hongzhu was not much different. It was not absolute who would win or lose.

However, among the inner disciples, there is a new strong one. It will soon be known whether Hongzhu can hold the first position.

On the jiaowu stage, the red dress dances with the wind. Looking at the figure opposite, she feels sorry for the embarrassment of the red bamboo. She knows very well that her strength is far different from that of her elder martial brother. Even some of her moves are taught by her elder martial brother. This battle is really meaningless."I admit defeat" is one thing. Being abused in public is another. I'm sorry that Hongzhu doesn't have this hobby. I just admit defeat.

It's too much to say that people are in an uproar and admit defeat without fighting.

"Sister Hongzhu, don't admit defeat." under the stage, Jian shuier, who was defeated by Ning Chen and cried angrily, yelled.

As soon as they looked at it with their voices, they saw that it was the female devil's head. They immediately seemed to have the backbone and agreed with each other.

Jian shuier is the granddaughter of a former Yuheng patriarch. She has been practicing with several elders of the previous generation since she was a child. It's really frightening to talk about her seniority. However, because she is young, she has been crushed by Yin Yixuan and regret red bamboo all the time. Today, it is estimated that she has lost so badly that she is so angry.

Seeing Jian shui'er's trouble, I feel sorry that Hongzhu is also a headache. I quickly say, "shui'er, don't make a fool of yourself. Even if the master makes a move, you may not be able to win over the elder martial brother. We are too weak to fight at all"

"no way"

Jian shui'er is still angry and can't care too much about it. She just jumps to the martial platform and looks at the scene ahead The young man in red gritted his teeth and said, "since he is so powerful, he is not afraid of more people."

With that, Jian shui'er took a look at Yin Yixuan and said, "you can't get up!"

Yin Yixuan's eyes narrowed, and his figure flashed over to the stage. He said calmly, "I don't mind joining hands, but I don't know what the opinions of the elders are"

outside the martial arts platform, the five deacon elders such as Qingwei frowned, and even if Jian shuier was mischievous, how could Yin Yixuan get involved.

The elder of Qingwei stood up and was about to stop the farce. Suddenly, a solemn voice came from his ear, "don't stop, let them go"

hearing the identity of the owner, the elder of Qingwei, who had stood up, looked slightly changed and sat down again.

On the stage of jiaowu, Ning Chen takes a glance at the three men and goes down the stage without saying anything. He has already obtained the qualification to compete in the hundred dynasties and has no obligation to fight again.

"Don't go down"

when Jian shuier saw this, she couldn't let anyone go. Her figure flashed and her sword stood in front of her.

"Ning Chen, let's fight with them. For you, it's just a little help"

just at this moment, the voice of Yuheng master rang out in Ning Chen's ear, politely.

Master Yuheng opened his mouth in person. Ning Chen frowned slightly, but he didn't insist on it any more.

Seeing the former stop, Yin Yixuan waves his hand, and a green sword flies from under the stage and falls into his hand. He says, "please"

Jian shui'er has been waiting for this moment for a long time. He steps out one step, and the sword moves with the people and comes forward quickly.

I'm sorry that red bamboo's eyes also flashed a sense of war. She couldn't beat her elder martial brother herself. However, with the help of two people, maybe she could really fight.

It's really humiliating to admit defeat without fighting.

In the distance, master Yuheng looked at the battle and said calmly, "do you think the three of them have a chance to win?"

"The patriarch thinks that the three of them together, the top one is Xiao nameless?" Xiao Mingming didn't answer directly, but asked.

This battle, he just don't agree with, not in a level of combat, Mo Ning Chen, for him, also won't have too much interest.

"Oh"

the Yuheng patriarch chuckled and said nothing more.

At the top of the mountain, the three swords join hands to fight against Feng. Before the sword arrives, they feel astonishing. The sword in their hands is seriously blocked.

"It's really a monster"

in her heart, Jian shuier was shocked. With a step, she jumped into the air, penetrated into the sword, and fell down with the power of falling into the sky.

Ning Chen doesn't move like a mountain, and points to block the sword. Jian shuier's long sword is hard to enter half an inch.

At this moment, Shenmu Qifeng appeared from behind, and soon disappeared, besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao.

Ning Chen body a turn, the sword finger along with the situation unload a dint, Jian water son footstep a falter, in the hand long sword horizontal in front of strange front, Keng ran to touch.

A light ring, long sword crack, Ning Chen wave, will Jane water son shock out of the war.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Yin Yixuan stopped fighting and gave full play to the advantages of Gongti. Zhenyuan gathered together and led thunder to sword, which made his moves reappear.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and the red clothes dissipated in an instant. He reappeared in front of the former. His sword pointed to Ning yuan and sealed it with a sword.

With a bang, Yin Yixuan didn't make a move. He had already fallen off the platform.

In a twinkling of an eye, in the war situation, there was only one person left, i.e. red bamboo, and three young generation's pride. Together, it was difficult to go on several rounds. Once again, the huge gap in strength was revealed.

This time, Jane shui'er is no longer mischievous. She looks at the broken sword in her hand and doesn't know what the difference is.

I'm sorry that red bamboo looks confused. I thought I could fight with my elder martial brother. But I didn't expect that the gap was still so huge.

"Sword is a murderer"

Ning Chen left a word and stepped down from the stage. There is no secret about their gap, but they are sorry that they can't really realize it.When they have experienced real life and death, they can deeply understand what is sword and what is killing force.