The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Moonlight through the window paper, the assassin's shadow printed on it, sword into the body of the feeling, wonderful indescribable, as if breaking a fragile porcelain, to meet the destruction of human heart.

Ning Chen doesn't think his metamorphosis, but, in order to protect his life, he doesn't mind experiencing this metamorphosis once.

"Well"

there was a dull hum outside the door. It was a woman's voice. It was very clear and could not be disguised.

Ning Chen doesn't like to beat women, let alone kill women, except the women who want to kill him.

Bang, the door was hit by a wheelchair, Ning Chen swept out of the room, ink sword in hand, with the woman's body, three steps in a row.

Suddenly, in the distance, a terrible arrow light came in an instant. It was so wonderful that people could not avoid it.

"You again!"

Ning Chen Mou son a shrink, in the heart big anger, this already three times, really endless.

As soon as the ink sword turns, it takes the woman's body in front of the wheelchair. With a flash, the arrow penetrates the woman's body.

The instant delay gives Ning Chen a chance to react. He grabs the arrow with his left hand, but feels a huge force coming. His whole body is shaken back three steps, and bangs into the half destroyed door.

"Er"

Ning Chen snorted, a touch of blood was printed from his left chest and dyed his clothes red.

Arrow into the body half, finally unable to stop, can no longer inch into.

Ning Chen is full of cold sweat, this arrow is too dangerous, he is not Xia Miaoyu, can't completely take this person's arrow.

The woman has already died, can't die again, the eyes lose consciousness, powerless ground fell down.

Ning Chen pulls out the arrow of the chest, in the heart after fear, just if there is no woman to block, lie down now already is him.

"This man can't stay"

the cold sweat behind Ning Chen hasn't gone away. Only when he takes it from the front can he know how terrible this man's archery is.

However, he found a point, this person's arrow is the most one shot three arrows.

Moreover, the person never showed up.

At that time, if this man came out to intercept him, he and his eldest son would not have a chance to survive. Even after he pulled his eldest son into the crowd, there was no second arrow to force his life.

It is inferred from all the signs that the archer may not be able to move easily. Once he leaves his sight for the first time, there will be no danger.

Coincidentally, his movement is also very inconvenient.

But he has a good wheelchair.

The next moment, the wheelchair turns nine times, and Ning Chen's figure moves forward quickly. He doesn't worry that there will be arrows coming at this time. It's always very difficult for arrows to shoot moving targets.

The woman didn't die in vain. At least he could see the exact direction of the arrow when she was shot through her cool body. This man's arrow was too fast. Otherwise, he would have to go to the underworld to judge according to his corpse.

There are not many places in the imperial city that can overlook Lingyan Pavilion. It's not difficult to make a positioning by the direction of the arrow. The only thing he has some scruples about is how strong the role of protecting the road is around him.

Under the cold moonlight, a black light is passing through the night. Mr. Lu of the academy is a genius of Tiangong. After being pushed by real Qi, the black wheelchair is much faster than expected.

Ning Chen looks at the pagoda in front of him, and there is a very cold light in his eyes.

There are very few Buddhists in Daxia, and he doesn't believe it either.

Buddha talks about the afterlife, but he cares more about this life.

If there is another afterlife, he hopes the world will be peaceful.

The pagoda is very high and has light. It's not candlelight, but the moonlight reflected by the relic.

It is said that Buddhism once prevailed in this land a long time ago, when the eminent monks died, they might leave relics.

The existence of this pagoda is even longer than the history of the founding of the great Xia Dynasty. Although the great Xia does not believe in Buddhism, he will renovate the pagoda over the years.

Soon, Ning Chen came to the pagoda and looked up, thinking whether to go up or wait.

Finally, he decided to go up. If the dead man stayed up all night, wouldn't he have to wait all night like a fool.

Is he a fool? Obviously not

Stairs are the most annoying thing for ningchen. Wheels are not suitable for climbing up and down.

The pagoda is very high and there are many stairs, which makes him waste a lot of energy.

The wind at the top of the pagoda is very strong. Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. I don't know when he has formed this habit.

There are two people waiting there, one man and one disabled.

The man is holding a Xiao in his hand. When he sees the boy coming, he frowns.

Disability turned around with difficulty and grinned. His ugly face looked disgusting.

The long flower, the combination is also wonderful.

Ning Chen said in his heart, how could he catch up with his eldest grandson.

He can't move his legs, but the person in front of him seems to have only two hands.It's really terrible that such a person can practice such an arrow technique.

As for the man holding Xiao beside him, Ning Chen didn't care too much at first. Here, the biggest threat to him is the bow in disabled hands, while the man holding Xiao doesn't feel oppressive.

It is difficult for a strong warrior to completely cover up his breath unless he reaches the innate state. The more powerful he is, the more oppression he brings to others.

The green bow in disabled's hand is too dangerous. He doesn't know whether his guess is true. If disabled can shoot that kind of powerful and terrifying arrow infinitely, he won't have to fight today.

Ning Chen remarks all over his body and slowly draws out the ink sword from the wheelchair. Today, he must get rid of this terrible enemy. He doesn't want to be killed by a silent arrow on the street one day.

The man's face was dignified. He felt the danger from the young man's sword. This is not a wasteland. His strength is greatly reduced.

In the presence, only the ugly disability has been laughing, the distortion of laughter, the abnormality of laughter.

All of a sudden, bow, arrow, arrow, such as meteor across, the blink has come to the body.

Ning Chen horizontal sword resist, a local, arrow delimit a piece of Mars, by ink sword shock fly out.

Disabled smile more brilliant, ugly face twisted up, looks a little scary.

Ning Chen looks the same, such an arrow can't produce a threat to him.

The north wind on the top of the tower is getting colder and colder, and the high cold moon shines on the three people, adding three points of coldness to this life and death battle.

The man picked up the hand of Xiao, put in the mouth, Ning Chen heart a shock, subconsciously feel wrong, ink sword move, bully body.

"Whoosh"

an arrow came again, blocking the way, so he had to return to the sword to resist.

"Wu..."

The next moment, a low and gloomy rustle sounded on the pagoda, which made people feel depressed for a moment.

The sound of the evil spirit reaches the heart directly. Ning Chen turns his right hand, and the ink sword stabs into his leg mercilessly. However, he feels a sharp pain, which forcibly dispels the feeling of lethargy in his brain.

However, at this moment, an arrow even more dazzling than the bright moon has arrived, and the cold wind at the tail of the arrow is blazing and piercing.

"It's you that are waiting"

Ning Chen's eyes were cold and did not dodge. In front of his body, a big black umbrella opened with a thump, which covered the dazzling arrow light in an instant.

"Boom"

there was a terrible sound. The arrow light hit the big black umbrella and hit the most terrible sound wave. The three people on the scene only felt sharp pain in their ears and blood gas in their bodies.

The wheelchair was shaken three feet away by the giant force, and it just stopped. The big black umbrella was completely abandoned, and a big hole was blasted out. However, the terrible arrow also dissipated and fell down powerlessly.

Ning Chen is not distressed at all, his left hand drags down the mechanism of fixing the big black umbrella from both sides of the wheelchair, and then throws it aside at will.

This thing, back to the library and let old man Lu install one, there's nothing to love.

If he can block an arrow, he will make it.

The mechanism structure of the wheelchair was put forward by him, and the design method and materials were prepared by Mr. Lu. Both of them could not be connected with the upright man. Therefore, the biggest function of the wheelchair was to protect the life of the Yin man.

"Well, no one owes anyone when the mechanism is used up. Now let's start over and fight for fairness"

Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and goes up to the front three feet and says faintly.

The man stepped forward, put away the Xiao in his hand, and then drew out a machete from behind, coldly looked at the young man in front of him, and took the post.

"Man"

Ning Chen said with appreciation, the ink sword in his hand trembled, the frost condensed, with a touch of cold.

He likes the behavior of a gentleman.

The man moved first, a machete like the moon, across the most fierce kill, he knew his strengths, should not be considered strengths.

Of the three present, he was the fastest.

Men are very good at using their own knives. People in the grassland have their own machetes since they were young. They have been with each other for many years and have become their closest partners.

Facing the pressure of the machete, Ning Chen raises and falls the sword, which is simple and pure, without any moves.

However, it is this simple sword, or a knife, but let the man look drastic change, find themselves in any case can not avoid.

He didn't know that it was a sword that the youngster was good at. The front line was the forbidden area.

Ning Chen has been chopping firewood in the Academy for more than two months. This knife has fallen thousands of times, and the familiar one has almost been engraved in his bones.

The man can't avoid it. He can only block it with a horizontal knife. The sword meets each other. With a bang, they both enter the ground three times.

"Whoosh"

a black light cut between the two, and the man's eyes shrank, and immediately flashed a touch of disbelief.

"You You... "

The man fell down, chest a dark arrow is still shaking, he did not understand, just said, start again, fair war.

"Fool, I lied to you"Ning Chen corners of the mouth bend up a to put on the radian of indifference, opening a way.

What is fair? You die, I live. This is fair.

In the world, the most can not believe is the enemy, knowing it is the enemy, will believe, not a fool, what is it?

"Now, it's just the two of us. You say, how can we solve it?"

Ning Chen turns wheelchair to go up a few steps, looking at the disability in front of eyes, cold voice way.

There is no suspense about the rest of the battle. After all, bow and arrow are still weapons for long-range attack. In such a short distance, he will not give him the chance to bend his bow again.

"Ha ha"

with a strange smile, he didn't beg for mercy or shoot his arrow again. He grabbed the guardrail on the top of the tower with his right hand and broke it with force. In a moment, he fell back like a broken kite.

"The people of the Zhao family will come to you sooner or later"

the fallen people do not have any nostalgia for the world, only the sound like a curse reverberates in the night sky for a long time.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. He didn't know what Zhao family was, but he knew that he survived today.

The relic on the pagoda still exudes soft light. The Buddha says that he can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher's knife, but he never thought that if he puts down the butcher's knife, he can only become a ghost.

Again, if there is an afterlife, he hopes the world will be peaceful.