The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Sword City, the cold moon, suddenly, a sword straight into the sky, in an instant, cut the whole world.

At that moment, the swordsmen of Jiancheng felt shocked. They knew that it was the sword of Jiancheng that was about to be released.

The sword of the sword city is a myth in the hearts of all the swordsmen in the world. No one has ever seen the hand of that sword. The mere existence suppresses everyone.

"Miso"

the swords in the swordsmen's hands didn't listen, and they all flew into the sky, paving a path to meet the myth of the sword.

It's an indescribable sight. The sky and the earth are silent. Ten thousand swords are crawling and chattering.

The next moment, a sword without edge appeared on wanjian, without any stop. In a twinkling of an eye, it went to the West with wanjian.

Everyone in the world knows that the sword of the sword city has not broken through the inborn, but it does not affect the strength of the heresy.

In this sword City, the strongest one is that sword. Even the existence of dusk snow can't change this fact.

The boundary of nature can be placed all over the world. Only on the sword of the sword City, any realm and accomplishments are just jokes.

In the face of the myth of sword City, all things are useless, only the Kendo is supreme.

At this moment, the whole world can see that on the horizon, ten thousand swords pave the way, and a sword flies to the distance very quickly.

"Here it is

In the first Hall of Yongye cult, the invincible Wu Jun suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the obstacles, and looked at the sword that was coming quickly.

He agreed to prove the sword. Today is the deadline.

There are few strong men in the world who are qualified to prove their swords. A qualified opponent is very important for the sword of sword city.

"Shao"

in front of the first temple under the arch guard of the hall, a sword fell down, white clothes, cold face, eyes without human emotion, quietly looking ahead, waiting for the opponent to appear.

Wu Jun walked out, holding the halberd and looking at the sword below, his eyes were also dignified.

"Please"

the dusk white opens his mouth, light way.

Wu Jun stepped forward with a bang, his breath changed abruptly, and the heavy and heterogeneous pressure spread, which set the most intense beginning for the coming World War I.

"Keng"

Mu Bai's body moved, and in a twinkling of an eye, he was in front of Wu Jun. his hand did not move, and his sword did not come out. His sword Qi spontaneously condensed and attacked the latter.

Wu Jun raises his halberd and waves it with one move. All kinds of sword Qi will break in an instant. He will cut off the dusk white in front of him.

However, the shadow dissipated, and the twilight was still in place, never moving from beginning to end.

The sword of the sword city is where the meaning is, and the sword is where the meaning is, and there is no distance between the meaning and the sword.

This is also the reason why the myth of sword city is powerful and different from anyone else. No one can be faster, more accurate and stronger than the sword of sword city.

Wu Jun is invincible, not only because of his martial arts, but also because of his special physique. It's hard to hurt the sword and never die.

There is no one in the world who can defeat Wu Jun, let alone kill him.

This is the world's most powerful five and a sword, everyone has the reason to be unbeaten.

The inborn nature of the new Jin Dynasty may be as famous as them in terms of appellation, but its real strength is far from perfect.

Mubai hasn't repaired any heavenly books. Even though the scroll of Xingzhi in muchengxue's hand is given by him, the sword speed of Jiancheng is unparalleled in the world, and the scroll of Xingzhi in muchengxue can't match.

Wu junzhan halberd dance, a move, split the space between the two, a halberd cut off the gap.

Twilight has no distance, he can't, but he's really angry, twilight can't.

The sword moves again to avoid the edge of the end of the day. The whole body condenses and becomes the strongest point. It swishes through the body of Wu Jun.

"Er"

Wu Jun hums, but his face doesn't change. On the contrary, he takes a step forward and waves a halberd, and heaven and earth lose color.

Dusk white hands move, no edge sword appears, a sword block in front of the halberd, step back, mouth red.

After a move, the two were injured and divided equally.

When the sword enters, it will move faster, then the halberd enters, and then it will be stronger.

In the field of fast and strong, both of them are invincible in the world. One is fast, the other is strong, and they fight to the top of martial arts.

The longer they fight, the more serious their injuries are. The sword will spread all over the world, and the halberd shadow will wipe out thousands of troops. There is no match, no enemy, only faster and stronger.

The battle between the two, from the night of the moon to the dawn, the strongest warrior and the strongest swordsman, hit the earth to pieces and all things collapsed.

Outside the first Hall of Yongye, countless palaces have been turned into ruins. During the Vietnam War, the more powerful the swordsman was, the more powerful the warrior was.

Finally, when the first ray of sunlight shines in the morning, the swordsman's sword will rise to the peak, and the momentum of Wu Jun will reach the top.

"The last move is to prove my sword." Twilight white eyes move, and the sword goes into the sky, which startles the nine gods.

"The last move is to end the myth of sword city"

Wu Jun greets the move, holding up heaven and earth in his hand. The wind and cloud are rolling wildly, covering up everything. This halberd will destroy heaven and earth, and no one and sword will exist."Bang"

the sword and halberd collided, and the sky was filled with crazy haze. The whole body of the two people, the mountains and rivers suffered, and the earth continued to collapse, destroying the power of heaven and the image of the world.

Gradually, the afterwave dissipated, but saw in the evening white hand no front quietly inserted into Wu Jun's chest, sword into an inch, blood spray.

"Ding"

all of a sudden, a clear voice sounded, and the sword broke. The swordsman frowned slightly. Looking at the broken sword in his hand, he was not happy.

"I've lost," said Mu Bai, calming down.

"It's only a draw at most if we don't win or lose." Wu Jun pulled out his sword and shook his head.

"The sword has been broken, how to prove the sword, this battle has been divided," said the dusk white light.

Boom, just at this moment, the sky is falling. A white beam of light rises from the swordsman. The momentum of shocking the world is just a sign of breaking through the congenital.

However, the dusk white eyebrow frowned and looked at the sky. With a wave of the broken sword in his hand, he instantly cut through the nine sky vision.

"Noisy"

the voice of the swordsman's impatience is still echoing, and he doesn't mean to be happy at all. I don't know that this is the realm that all martial arts people in the world dream of reaching.

At this moment, because the eighth person was born, the world was boiling. However, before people had time to react, they saw an extremely terrible sword light cutting through nine days, and one sword broke the vision of heaven and earth.

At first, some people were wondering who this man was going to be born with. With this sword, the result has already been achieved. The sword of Jiancheng is the only one who has such strength, and the sword of Jiancheng is the only one who can despise Tianwei.

Vision collapse, this time, the world more confused, sword city of the sword is not considered into the congenital.

In front of the first Hall of Yongye, Wu Jun was also shocked by mubai's action for a short time. A moment later, he could not help laughing wildly, and said, "pride!"

He thought that he was already very domineering, but he didn't expect that there was a man who was more domineering than him. He broke his inborn instincts with a sword. He was so bold that he was worthy of the legend of sword city.

The invincible Wujun is still invincible. The news of the defeat of the sword City myth soon spread all over the world. There is no explanation in the sword City, and the truth is tacit.

When mubai returns to the sword City, he disappears. He wants to wait for a sword, a sword that can prove his sword.

……

In southern Xinjiang of the great Xia Dynasty, Prince Yan, who returned from Nanman, took Ning Chen and aman to Yueqin palace. Nearly 20 years later, they met for the first time.

Prince Yue is very young, just in his early twenties. He inherited the Yingwu of the former Xia emperor. He is a very friendly prince.

The meeting went well. Prince Yue warmly entertained the three. Prince Yan looked at his youngest brother. Although he didn't say much, he looked much softer.

When they talk, Ning Chen and aman basically become back to each other. Aman is a restless person and soon shows a bored expression. Seeing this, Ning Chen immediately proposes to take aman out for a walk to Prince Yan and Prince Yue.

Aman laughed happily, without any cover up. Prince Yue was stunned at first, and immediately laughed.

It was the first time that he saw people who thought he was bored and bored. These young people were really rare and wonderful.

Ning Chen leaves with aman, and the smile on Prince Yue's face just gradually subsides. Looking at Prince Yan, he sighs, "third brother, you shouldn't have refused the crown prince in those years"

Prince Yan's brow is slightly wrinkled. There is something in this saying, and it's very disrespectful. It shouldn't be said from the former.

Prince Yue said, "third brother, I know you don't want to be bound by power, but the emperor of Xia is not the emperor of Ming Dynasty. Looking at the situation of Xia, it's already in danger"

"don't say that again"

Prince Yan replied coldly that no matter whether the emperor of Xia is suitable or not, he is the emperor of Xia. As a prince, Prince Yue should never say that.

Hearing this, Prince Yue sighed with disappointment and shook his head helplessly. He didn't say any more.

Ning Chen and aman went out of the prince's mansion and turned around in the street. Although Southern Xinjiang was not really the Central Plains, it was richer than the Manchu Dynasty.

Aman was very happy. The smile on his face never disappeared. He was very curious about everything. He turned left and looked right.

Ning Chen followed, looking at aman's happy smile, his mood also improved a lot.

Because of the repentance of marriage, aman has not laughed happily for a long time. Many times, he can see that aman is alone in a daze where no one is. The occasional sadness in his eyes makes him feel bad.

Aman was originally a cheerful girl. She didn't hold grudges, didn't hold back and said whatever she wanted. Now, she has become a little sentimental and learned to hide her emotions.

She is the princess of ManChao. She should be happy every day.

Aman's laughter seems to have an indescribable appeal. On the street, many people have a kind smile. Everyone has a love for beauty. A girl who looks so beautiful and smiles so pretty is just like a spring flower. It's refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

However, some people appreciate the flowers, but others trample on them. In this world, there will always be some people who don't have eyes who want to destroy the beauty."This girl, my son, please." two men dressed as bodyguards came up and blocked aman's way.

"I don't know you, young master. You've recognized the wrong person." aman was slightly surprised and replied.

"Can't be wrong, girl, please," the two guards said coldly.

Aman looks back at Ning Chen in some embarrassment. She is not stupid. At this time, she naturally sees that they are not good at each other, but this is not a pretty court. She doesn't want to make trouble for Ning Chen.

Just when aman was in a dilemma and wanted to say yes, the young man behind him heard a voice that was cold to the bone:

"she won't go with you"

at this moment, aman's pretty face suddenly laughed and her eyes were shining like autumn water