The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

On the corridor of Jiuqu, there is chaos sword field. The nine strong swordsmen separate and walk towards the depth of the sword field.

The gate of the sword domain is closed, the endless rules on the sword are surging, and the strong and abnormal pressure comes from all directions, which makes the nine people's pace more difficult.

In the northwest direction, Lin Yuzhen moves forward alone. Her breath is released, and the harmony between man and nature makes her realize the extreme meaning of the sword.

All of a sudden, in the void ahead, the sword light converges, the beautiful shadow of a purple dress appears, and the powerful and abnormal sword pressure flows. Even the law of sword field is shaken open.

"The second Pavilion master"

Lin Yuzhen's eyes slightly coagulated and said slowly.

Shuiwuyue walks out of nothingness and looks at Qi Wang in men's clothes. With a wave of his right hand, an ancient sword hidden in the scabbard appears. The sword doesn't move. The sword is full of Qi.

Lin Yuzhen's whole body was full of real yuan. She stopped the sword Qi and looked cold. She said, "what's the meaning of the second Pavilion master?"

"You win, you leave safely, you lose, Fengming comes back"

water has no moon and says coldly. The setting sun sword comes out of its sheath. In an instant, the top of nine days is melting with ice and snow, and the sun is shining.

In the face of crisis, Lin Yuzhen no longer gives in. With a grip of her left hand, Fengming comes out of the sheath, and the light is great. Fengming lasts for nine days.

Two magic soldiers, the summit of the intersection and, with a sonorous sound, the aftershock shock, again and again the collapse of the void, Vientiane startled.

The water has no moon and looks cold, but the moves are fierce. The setting sun shines on the sword and the terrible temperature burns the sky and makes the sea unbearable.

In contrast, Lin Yuzhen, Fengming in hand, face the battle, a thunderbolt, king style, no doubt.

Both are the pinnacles of the world. Although women's body is as elegant as men's, the sword is startling and the sword is too heavy.

"As the leader of the second Pavilion of the sword Pavilion, he used martial arts to fight. Is that the way of the sword pavilion?"

Fengming turns to power, and the red light is all over the sky. Lin Yuzhen's real yuan keeps climbing, and the green silk is flying, and the Wu Yuan on the top is soaring.

"To be a king and defeat the enemy is like this since ancient times, and the sword Pavilion is no exception"

the water has no moon, and the sun rises on the sword at sunset, the sky light comes, the eight wastelands sink, and the surrounding world turns into a sea of fire.

On the sword, Ji Yuan was joined, and there was a terrible scene of collapse. Yu Bo Dang opened up, and each of them stepped back.

"Wind and rain, a hundred generations and a thousand generations"

deeply aware of the strength of the opponent, Lin Yuzhen did not want to fight for a long time. The wind and rain sword first appeared, the vast Yuan diffused, the vision showed, like a picturesque River and mountain, never failed to keep watch.

The technique of Tianpin sword is that there is no moon in the water, and the sun on the sword changes from white to ink.

The combination of the classic sword moves and the setting sun divine sword can destroy the sky and the earth with the power of extreme martial arts, which is the first time in the world.

"Yin Yue Tian Yang"

the sun and the moon are in the same body, the setting sun falls, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the watch is empty.

With a splash of blood, Lin Yuzhen stepped back and was injured for the first time.

After the wave swept, the water without the moon to bear the strength, the foot is also a shaking, unstable breath.

Half a move, the war situation tilted, sword Pavilion sword classic, Beiqi Royal unique skills, a move instant points high and low.

"Most of the moves of the Jiangshan wind and rain sword of the early emperors in Beiqi originally came from my sword Pavilion. How can you beat me with this skill"

with the cold voice of the water without the moon, the figure swept out, the setting sun reflected on a thousand rivers, and one sword opened up eight wastelands.

In the battle of divine swords, there was an eye-catching cold star, and her skill was defeated. Lin Yuzhen, who had been hurt, showed her downfall and lost her sharpness.

"Phoenix dance nine days"

the moves are restricted, and Lin Yuzhen's sword power changes. She abandons Beiqi's unique skill, and dances on the sword to attract astonishing heroes.

"Oh?"

A light Yi, water has no month, cold eyes flash different color, so quick can make a reaction, Qi King's name, worthy of reputation.

The war situation is endless, the war is white hot, and the Phoenix dances all over the world.

"Yi"

the blade of the sword cut his clothes, blood splashed, and the two swords collided. Lin Yuzhen, who was injured, was not able to coagulate enough and was injured again.

At the moment when Lin Yuzhen's true Qi is not continued, shuiwuyue sword is more fierce and ruthless.

"It's too much"

with the further injury, Lin Yuzhen's face flashed with anger. She drank it in a deep voice. Her real Qi burst into the night, her hair crown broke, her long hair danced wildly, and her body was fully opened.

Lin Yuzhen stepped out of the room and immediately came to the front, where the sound of Fengming coagulated and the sky broke off.

With a bang, the setting sun came up, the two swords fought, the chaos dispersed, and the war situation suddenly split into two points.

The dripping vermilion is so dazzling that the blood of shuiwuyue's right hand is dripping. It's the first time since the war.

At the same time, the top of the pavilion is illusory space. Mei no trace stands still. In front of them, one side of the sky appears, showing a chaotic sword war.

"Second sister, don't let elder sister down"

after a long time, Mei Wuhen spoke and looked indifferent.

At this moment, not far away from the water Moon Palace, something to come to the pure flawless step into, to find that the water moon is not in the water Moon Palace, his face can not help but change."Second sister"

with a soft voice, her flawless figure flashed by, swept out of the water moon hall and headed for the Jiuqu corridor in the distance.

After a few breaths, over the corridor of Jiuqu, above the chaotic sword field, the pure and flawless body shape is revealed. Looking at the closed gate of sword field in front, the face covered by light gauze changes several times.

In the sword field, chaos and frenzy, the battle between king Qi and water without moon becomes more and more fierce, and the light of the sword is crisscross and endless.

In the war situation, the spatter of blood from time to time adds to the image of killing. The two men who fully released their skills are all threatening to destroy the heaven and the earth. Even if the sword field is suppressed by the law, there is a sign of instability.

"Well?"

All sides of the sword field, a strong man has a feeling. He looks to the northwest and his face changes slightly.

"Not good"

in the distance, Ning Chen's face coagulated, his steps passed by, turned into a Phoenix, and swept away in the direction of war.

At the same time, outside the sword field, jingwuchen wants to reopen the sword field. Suddenly, a dark red sword light breaks through the air and gets in the way.

"Eldest sister"

looking at the magic sword in front of her, her face changed again. Looking back at the top of the pavilion, her eyes flashed with shock.

A big war, involving many parties, the center of the war, water no moon, feel someone coming from afar, eyes cold, sunset on the sword, brilliance is very prosperous, cutting more and more fierce.

Lin Yuzhen didn't dodge. She fought head-on and recovered from the woman's death. She released all her martial arts. Between CMB, she was awe inspiring.

Rumbling vibration, resounding through the sword domain, sword, king, the only peak.

Each dye of vermilion, dazzling pole, far away, red light gallop by, faster and faster.

There is a sense of the law of the sword field. It gathers and solidifies. A huge dragon's gate slowly manifests itself. It is as heavy as a mountain, and it presses down on the Phoenix who uses the power body.

Ten breath later, in the war, red clothes rush to Taishi, and a sword shakes the sunset.

In the afterwave, the battle situation is separated, and the water has no moon. Looking at the red figure in front of you, you look colder for a few minutes.

The next moment, above the void, the dragon's gate is pressed down to suppress the Phoenix that once went against the sky.