The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Ning Chen's pride, hidden in the bones, deep in the bones, also deep in the bones.

He is shy, talkative and even cheeky, which is just an optimistic attitude towards this damned fate. He is really in a hurry. He would rather go back to make a new life and die once than come again.

"Wait a minute"

just then, Prince Yan opened his mouth, and his calm look had been gloomy since the sword just came out.

Ning Chen stops, the obstinacy and aloofness in the eyes don't hide any more.

Prince Yan turned around and looked at the Thai Prince beside him. He said in a deep voice, "second brother, ningchen is my guest. I didn't like your trial just now"

after that, Prince Yan stepped forward and looked at the young man in front of him. He said in a straight voice, "ningchen, Prince Thai is my brother, so I can't ask him to apologize. However, as I just said, you are my brother It's my guest who's coming. I'll make amends to you for any offence! "

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed to hide his inner feelings. Prince Yan's extraordinary appearance surprised him again. In addition to his talent and martial arts, his bearing was also unparalleled in the world.

No wonder people all over the world regard Prince Yan as the legend of the great Xia Dynasty. The legend living in the contemporary era really has the perfection beyond people's expectation.

Once upon a time, he told Li Er that any perfection is a lie waiting to be revealed.

Today, he took it back.

In Prince Yan, he did not see any shortcomings, or shortcomings, or regrets, but not shortcomings.

"Ning Chen also apologizes to you for the rashness just now." Ning Chen bowed his head and said politely.

"What about the swordsman?" Prince Yan's face softened slightly and said again.

In his eyes, Ning Chen is indeed the most suitable candidate. Besides, he also believes in the vision of Chang sun.

Ning Chen sighed softly when he heard Prince Yan mention the sword servant again. He said honestly, "I really have something to do. I hope Prince Yan can ask someone else to be wise"

"what's the matter!"

Prince Yan asked persistently.

Ning Chen was stunned. He really didn't know why Prince Bai Yan had to choose him. After thinking about it, he said frankly, "I'm going to meet someone in the sword city"

hearing the word sword City, Prince Yan frowned and said, "must go?"

"I must go"

Ning Chen nodded and said that he had come all the way. He would never give up before he saw dusk.

Prince Yan thought about it a little, and then said slowly, "I'll go with you, if you are my sword servant"

he knows how dangerous the sword city is. Ning Chen may never come out again if he goes alone.

Ning Chen is moved, ask, "how long?"

"Ten years" Prince Yan said.

"Impossible" Ning Chen refused without hesitation, ten years is too long, even if the other party is Prince Yan, also can't let him give up ten years of freedom.

"You said," Prince Yan frowned again, giving the greatest tolerance.

"One year" Ning Chen is firm.

Prince Yan thought that one year was too short, but he really needed a swordsman.

"Yes"

finally, Prince Yan nodded and formally reached an agreement with Ning Chen.

From this day on, Ning Chen became the one who helped Prince Yan carry the sword.

For one year, there is no going back.

There are four swords of Prince Yan, which are installed in the sword frame. Ning Chen has a wheelchair and takes them on the wheelchair.

There were four swords, two green and red, one blue, and the other one was too deep for him to pull out.

These are four very unusual swords. They are green and red, cold and hot, and the water is blue and soft. Ning Chen doesn't feel any breath, but he is afraid of the rest.

"Prince Yan" Ning Chen opened his mouth, but he felt uncomfortable just now.

Prince Yan's brow is also a wrinkle. Ning Chen wants to talk to him for a long time, but he can't keep shouting.

Once upon a time, he was alone, but now he has one more person. I didn't expect that he had to rethink his address.

"Just call the elder" thought for a moment, Prince Yan's frown relaxed and said casually.

Up, Ning Chen has been with his eldest grandson for some days, but he also deserves it.

Ning Chen secretly called a, feel more comfortable than three words of Prince Yan.

"Master, when can we start to go to the sword city"

"tonight, but before that, go with me to get a sword"

Prince Yan said, and immediately walked forward.

Ning Chen a Leng, then turn wheelchair to follow.

……

Yinyuan Tianxue is a beautiful welcoming place in the mansion of the Lord of Wushuang city. It is located on the Tianquan spring. It is warm like spring all the year round. Pear blossoms are falling like snow.

Wushuangcheng is different from other places in the Central Plains. It has existed for a long time and witnessed the rise and fall of numerous imperial dynasties in the Central Plains.

It is said that behind the rise of the great Xia in the past, there was the shadow of two cities. After the establishment of the great Xia Dynasty, the emperor of the Xia Dynasty, in order to show his merit, granted the inheritance of the city leader.In the past thousand years, everything has changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is the power of Wushuang city. In the world, no one will despise this ancient region that has gone through endless years. In particular, the main line of the city is a transcendent existence in Wushuang city.

In addition to frightening the sword city in the East, Daxia sent a marquis here for other purposes.

Today, in this beautiful silver garden, ushered in a distinguished guest.

Naturally, this person will not be Ning Chen, but Yin moxiao, who is known as the first person of the young generation in Daxia.

It is said that Yin moxiao has been accepted as a disciple by Xiyu, one of the three gongs. He will be a marquis and a prime minister soon.

In the snow of the Silver Court, there is no twin city leader sitting on the throne. He is dressed in a purple straight court suit, with a gold spider belt of the same color tied around his waist. His black hair is tied up and fixed with a gilt crown. His slender body is straight, and his speech is calm but dignified.

On one side, the city master's wife is dressed in Gaoming's gorgeous clothes and makes a toast with a smile. On the other side, Qin Wu's eyes are flowing. Yu Guang sweeps Yin moxiao, who is the first in the seat, from time to time. Anyone can see the love in it.

Sitting down, all the heroes drink freely with their hearts in mind. Ten giants bring the best of the young generation here, representing the top strength of all parties.

However, at this time, an uninvited guest came slowly.

Behind him, with his new sword servant.

Ningchen helpless, he is not to make trouble, he is just a back sword.

"Prince Yan"

wushuangchengzhu stood up and looked ugly. Prince Yan actually came to the door to seize the sword.

"I'll take the sword"

Prince Yan's calm and non threatening words changed the look of the giants present. Everyone knows that wushuangcheng city leader has a sword of the town family, named Zhige, in the snow of the Silver Court.

Zhige sword was given by the second generation of Xia emperor thousands of years ago. It is a rare Epee in the world and also a sword of the emperor.

At that time, there were many years of chaos in Wushuang City, and the people suffered from the war. The second generation of Xia Emperor gave the emperor's sword, so that the then Wushuang city leader could borrow 100000 soldiers nearby at any time.

However, the civil strife was just settled. Before the emperor's sword was recovered, the second generation of Xia emperor died of illness. The emperor was in a short period of shock. He had no time to care about it, and there was no double city leader. He took this opportunity to sink the Zhige sword into the snow of the Silver Court. From then on, he falsely claimed that the emperor's sword had been lost in the civil strife.

It's a well-known secret, but no one has revealed it.

Ten days ago, Prince Yan sent someone to deliver the letter to the city Lord's mansion. The content is very simple. Either the Qin family went to deliver the sword, or he came to collect the sword himself.

Prince Yan cherishes swords and is good at swords. Therefore, the Xia emperor once ordered that all swords belonging to the imperial court and the royal family should be chosen by Prince Yan.

"Prince Yan, you've gone to the wrong place, I don't have the sword you want"

in the face of all the giants and Sangong disciples, the matchless city master naturally won't admit that the Zhige sword is in the matchless City, and calmly refused.

Prince Yan didn't care and walked forward step by step. His breath dispersed and he felt the rest of the sword.

"Sure enough, it's down there." after ten steps, Prince Yan said to himself.

"Prince Yan, you deceive too much! Come on, take it for me "

in the face of Prince Yan's neglect, the matchless city leader looks very ugly. He claps the table in front of him and cheers.

"Yes"

when the words were heard, twelve guards in iron clothes appeared, and without saying a word, they surrounded them.

Ning Chen frowns, he can see that these iron guards are not ordinary people, the breath is long, the weakest one also has the day after tomorrow four grade peak.

For him, it's no problem to deal with one, two are reluctant to protect themselves, and three are sure to lose.

As for the strongest of them, there are too many high-level people for him to see.

Prince Yan looked indifferent. He took a step, and his strong breath swayed away. In an instant, twelve iron guards came up.

Ning Chen surprised eyelid straight jump, he knew Prince Yan is very strong, but did not expect to be so strong.

Over the years, Prince Yan has covered up so much of his talent that people gradually forget that his legendary martial arts talent is as rare as his talent.

"Wind and rain worship" unparalleled in the heart of the city leader a sink, dignified cheers.

Shua, Shua, in two dazzling swords, two terrible breath pressure, mercilessly stabbed at Prince Yan.

"It's them"

some of the giants present recognized their breath. They are two strong men who have been famous for nearly a hundred years. They have stayed at the top of Jiupin for a long time and their strength is unfathomable. Unexpectedly, they were recruited by the Qin family and offered sacrifices.

In the face of the two intrepid worshippers in Wushuang City, Prince Yan waved his hand, green sword and red sword flew out of the sword frame, and clasped their hands to greet the two worshippers.

"Boom"

the Four Swords meet, shaking up the flying flowers, freezing cold rain and frost, walking fire in the wind, the four attributes collide in pairs, water, fire, wind and frost roar and gallop, and finally turn into a burst of crazy haze, and the people on the scene retreat.

"Not bad"Prince Yan opened his mouth lightly, and the two swords turned, shaking away the wind and rain.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

One on the left and the other on the right, they bully themselves again. They cooperate with each other in attack and defense, and fight against the legend of the Xia Dynasty.

Prince Yan looks calm, his body is like a willow, and his double swords are graceful. For a moment, they are powerless to borrow and have no trace.

The people in the battle were shocked, but the people outside the battle were even more shocked. Who could have thought that the prince of Daxia was so powerful that he was so terrible.

The two worshippers, Feng Yu and Yu Yu, have been fighting for a long time. They urge the third part of the body to raise their accomplishments to the limit. Suddenly, the space shakes, and the moves add another three points of ruthlessness.

Prince Yan was not frightened. His face was still calm. The green sword was wielded, and the frost was frozen. The moment when the two swords met, he was trapped in the rain and worshiped the sword in his hand.

At the next moment, the red sword in Prince Yan's hand shocked the wind worshipping, and immediately cut off the wind worshipping. But the blood sprayed, and the rain worshipping arm broke off shoulder to shoulder, and the blood gushed out a foot high.

However, when the sword was successful, the figure of Prince Yan did not stop. He moved at his feet. As soon as the wind worshipped him, the green sword held his left hand, coagulated his finger, and broke the back Dantian.

"Bang"

but with a dull hum, the wind worships the body and flies out, the breath in the body is running around, and most of the Gongti disappears in a twinkling of an eye.

"I have given you a chance, I hope you can cherish it"

Prince Yan gave a cold warning, and immediately the green and red swords disappeared, turned into two rainbow lights and flew back into the sword frame.