The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Sudden palm power, amazing power, mighty as waves, roaring and galloping, space shaking violently, it is difficult to bear this sudden palm.

The figure of Zijin battle suit appears. It's the shame of xuejingfeng city to make a surprise attack. It's a full-fledged move, leaving no leeway.

The second one, with all his strength, has amazing power and attacks them. When he comes near, he finds that most of the power of the second one is on the red bamboo beside Ning Chen.

Jin Zhaoran is very clear that this palm will not kill the young man in red, but if he wants to block the move for others, he will have to pay some price.

Ning Chen was angry, his face suddenly turned cold, and his figure moved in a flash. He took red bamboo with him to avoid a sudden slap.

It was so fast that it was hard to distinguish. It shocked all the people present. Just now, no one could see clearly.

"Since you like to suppress people with martial arts so much, you don't need to keep it anymore"

after the words are heard, red clothes disappear and reappear in front of Jin Zhaoran. He points to the sword and kills his martial arts with one sword.

"Er"

with a dull hum of pain, Jin Zhaoran's Dantian Qi sea suddenly collapsed, and his frenzied Qi scattered everywhere, destroying half of his meridians.

Shock, shock, incredible scene, let a witness of a hundred days arrogant mind like waves, how can it be, a strong person of the second disaster, even such a move was abandoned cultivation.

"Zhaoran"

two young men, who were also in the second disaster, rushed to see Jin Zhaoran with blood gushing all over his body, and his face was sad and angry. One of them suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man in red in front of him. Sen said, "don't you think it's too much to do it when you do it?"

"Too much? But give him back his means. If you think it's too much, it's up to you! " Ning Chen light should way.

With that, Ning Chen doesn't care about these little things. He takes a look at the red bamboo beside him and says calmly, "let's go, go to the next floor"

the stone gate opens, and twenty-three original Tianyu fly out. Ning Chen waves to collect them. Tianyu starts to collect them, but a slender hand comes out and grabs them.

The two moves collide with each other. With a bang, each step back. Tianyu is shocked. One of them can't bear the aftereffect of the duel between Shuangjiao and Tianyu.

In front of her, the woman in red dress, with a smile on her face, is not like a mortal woman, but more like a banished immortal who dare not look directly at her.

AI ran, the king of Ming Dynasty, is a woman of Buddha. She is in charge of the customs and stops her steps.

"This young master, it's not suitable to take all the original Tianyu alone." the woman raised her mouth slightly and said softly.

Seeing the woman in front of me, Ning Chen's eyes flashed a strange color. Who is a Buddhist disciple?

Although this woman did not wear Buddha's clothes, when she just met, her breath was obviously the unique holy power of Buddhism.

After a short confrontation, the two young men of Jin Zhaoran's company saw that there was a strong hand, and they also went up. The whole body was full of real yuan, and the killing was not concealed.

"It's so busy here, but since it's a trouble to find the holy land of Yuheng, we also join in the fun"

in the words, not far away, three strong young men step forward. The leader, dressed in a king's suit of hidden gold, has extraordinary courage, and his cultivation has surpassed everyone present.

"Xuanyang king" regretted that the red bamboo's face changed slightly. It was him!

Xuanyang, the younger brother of emperor Tianquan, has never been defeated since he began to cultivate martial arts. He has won the attention of emperor Tianquan and is the genius among the real talents.

Three people appear, the situation is transient, AI ran Ming Wang mouth smile more Sheng, a pair of five, or with her, to one against six?

"Elder martial brother"

I'm sorry that red bamboo's face is full of worry. No matter how strong elder martial brother is, he can't stand so many arrogance in the world alone.

"Red bamboo, your sword give me" rather Chen facial expression has no what change, turn head calm way.

Sorry red bamboo smell speech, didn't understand, but still in the hands of not zero Fang handed in the past.

Ning Chen takes the sword, points to Ning yuan, and slowly cuts over the body of the sword. Suddenly, the blood light rises. Thousands of swords are intended to gather on the sword, and the breath of the strange edge changes.

The changing blood color of the sword, the meaning of the sword, together but not scattered, fierce and pressing, far away, can feel the strong breath of the sword.

"Go up with the sword, and then go out of the tower after ten breath"

Ning Chen returns the sword and asks him to step out and block in front of him. The cold feeling rises in his calm eyes, and the looming murder makes everyone in the presence feel puzzled.

"Elder martial brother, be more careful." I'm sorry that Hongzhu knows that he will only be a drag if he stays. He doesn't hesitate any more and moves to the lower level.

"Can you walk"

next to xuanyang king, a man in green moves, his famous front comes out of his sheath, and he moves his sword to the red bamboo.

At this moment, red clothes also moved, double fingers and sword, Keng, Ming Feng constrained, difficult to inch into half.

"It's a good speed, but it's still too weak"

with the sound of words falling, xuanyang King's figure flashed by and came to the front quickly. The Epee broke through the heavy sword, and the black blade fell down like a mountain.Ning Chen shakes back the man in green in front of him with a wave. He immediately shakes his sword with his fingers. At the moment of fighting, the boundless and boundless meaning of the sword surges out. Suddenly, the fierce sand and waves roll up several Zhang high.

Jin Zhaoran and the two young strong men saw that the two swords came out of the scabbard to calm the wind and make rain.

Another man of the Tianquan Dynasty waved his hand to take the troops. He started with the liudao and turned it into a sharp sword to chase souls and kill people.

Five heavenly pride, five three calamities, join hands to fight against the Phoenix body. Ning Chen calms down, takes a side step, and coagulates the sword. The whole body's sword spirit rises endlessly, and the cultivation on the sword bursts out in an instant.

"Sword style, breaking the void"

the sword of breaking the void, a sword swings out, a hundred feet into the void, shakes violently, and a huge crack appears, which is like swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

The king of xuanyang took the sword with a bang, retreated for several steps, and his Qi and blood surged sharply.

After the sword wind, the wind and rain subside together, and the dust is flying all over the sky. At the same time, the willow sword cuts through the void, and the extremely fast sword comes again.

Then the man in green put out his sword. The frost appeared on the sword, and the cold was pressing.

Ning Chen picks up the sword, blocks the knife, relieves the force invisible, points to the sharp edge to revolve, swings in front of two people.

When they retreated, King xuanyang stepped forward again and fell down with his heavy sword. There was no divine power, shattering one space after another.

Red figure moved to avoid Epee, but also see the wind made rain Lin body, sharp edge, driving people crazy.

"Sword style, falling from the sky"

Ning Chen quits half a step, turns his palms and shakes them apart, and immediately points to Ning yuan. His whole body's sword will rush to the sky and reappear the falling sword.

A moment of silence, boundless blade, from the sky and fall, terrible sword pressure, withered, decayed, cut down everything, rumbling, a piece of land burst open, by boundless sword rain all destroyed.

"Not bad"

king xuanyang looked very awe inspiring. He held the sword in both hands and cut it retrogradely. With a bang, he shook the sword that fell from the sky.

The rest of the four men joined hands to join the sword, but when canhong flew up, they were injured at the same time and retreated again and again.

The amazing battle, first dyed vermilion and dusted with dust, represents the distinct mark of defeat of the enemy. A distant onlooker is shocked. What is the origin of this person and why he has never heard of it before.

The northern palace and the southern palace will be watching the battle tomorrow. They are also amazed by the amazing meaning of the sword. In terms of the height of the sword, there are only a few people in the world who can surpass this person.

In front of them, Qi Yanxia's eyes flashed the light of Taoism. This man has great attainments in sword, which is really shocking.

In the middle of the war, it is hard to get the upper hand when five people join hands. The corner of King AI Ran's mouth shows an incomprehensible smile. The lotus step moves, and the light of the Buddha disappears. In an instant, he comes to Hongyi's body, and his slim hands clap, and Shengli shakes the edge of the sword.

There was a loud bang, and the two powers collided with each other, and the aftershocks were endless. Seeing this, King xuanyang jumped forward, cut down with his Epee, and added another three parts of his strength.

Quietly, a touch of blood from Ning Chen mouth slip, since the war, the first injury.

Red clothes dance, sword meaning swing open, shock back two people, Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe off the blood, looking at the Buddha woman in front of him, eyes gradually cold.

"Childe, hand over Tianyu, and airan will not interfere any more," laughs king airan.

"If I say no," Ning Chen said coldly.

"That's offending"

when the words go down, the king of Ming Dynasty moves, loves to bring disaster to the world, Bodhisattvas lament, Buddhism's unusual number, no one knows what they think, think, ask for, the beautiful image of the peerless beauty, leads the strange image to add body, does not move the king of Ming Dynasty, actually shows the female appearance.

Ning Chen points to the sword and fights against the strange women of Buddhism. With one sword, there is no thought, no thought and no desire. The pure sword shakes the world.

At the moment of the confrontation, King xuanyang entered the battle at the same time, and the Epee broke through Wanjun. After a while, the sword became arrogant.

Pingfeng made rain, Liu Dao, three famous Feng followed, tacit understanding attack, trapped lock red clothes.

The six men fought in the wheel of the chariot. They knew their fate. They were brave and brave. The light of the sword was scattered everywhere. They brought out one bright red after another. They were shocked again and again by their astonishing fighting power.

"Imperial daughter" the North Palace Yu looks at the woman in front of the body, the right color way.

The South tomorrow vision similarly moves, behind the gold Xi beginning to shine, ready to come out sheath at any time.

"Wait"

Qi Yanxia opens her mouth, refuses the former's invitation to fight, and quietly looks at the war situation ahead, waiting for the scene she expects to see.

In the war situation, the battle has become white hot. The six men joined hands to fight. One wave of attack after another. The sword and blade kept crisscrossing. The king of Ming assisted in the battle, making the stalemate move.

With a stab, the red clothes split, and a trace of blood flew up. It bloomed in the confluence of swords.

"Sword style, breaking the mountain"

breaking the mountain with a sword shakes away the six people in front of him. Ning Chen reaches out his hand to brush the wound on his left arm, and the red light flashes, and the wound is closed.

With one enemy, six, five, three disasters, and an unfathomable AI ran Ming king, half of whom knew his fate, he finally lost.

"I didn't want to carry the sword again, but it's a pity"

things are changeable, and it's hard for people to fulfill their wishes. Ning Chen sighs. At the next moment, his eyes gradually change, and his whole body is in a frenzy of killing. After calming down the war, marquis Wu regains the heart of the sword and holds it with his right hand. However, in the frenzied purple waves, a purple gold divine edge slowly falls down and doesn't enter the hands of Zhiming."Coming"

as Qi Yanxia's eyes coagulated, the scene she wanted to see finally appeared.

God sword is now, knowing the fate of holding the sword, in an instant, endless sword pressure spread, rumbling and shaking, startling heaven and earth.