The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

There was a endless feast on the sword, and the atmosphere was stagnant. At the sword review meeting, the only two heavenly weapons appeared together and fought for the first time.

Fengming and tingtianque come out of their scabbard, and the sun shines brightly. The swords at the top of the world merge with each other, and the light of the swords is like waves.

In the battle between the two strong swords, the sound of Swords is sonorous. The two swords that are constantly fighting each other play a beautiful sword sound, one by one, one by one.

"Eight swords, Emperor Swords"

it is superfluous for opponents to feel for themselves. Mu Changge's hand is the ultimate move. The emperor swords are full of dazzling gold, the light of the sword is cut down, and the void is separated.

Lin Yuzhen waved her sword to block the move. With a dramatic shock, the emperor's sword broke, and the Phoenix broke through the air, cutting the front one.

"Nine swords, the divine realm"

the Phoenix shaped sword Qi strikes, and Mu Changge drinks it lightly. The sword spirit spreads all over the body, and the divine realm is present, and the hall collapses for no reason.

The crisscross sword Qi annihilates Phoenix sword, the sword meaning is endless, continue to chop to the front king.

Lin Yuzhen stepped forward, dodged the light of a heavy sword, and immediately gathered strength. Feng Ming soared, and a sword destroyed the divine realm.

With a sharp thumping, the sword fell, and the divine realm was hard to bear the extreme power, and collapsed and dissipated.

"Phoenix dance nine days"

there is a wound in the body, and Lin Yuzhen doesn't want to fight for a long time. When he starts, he is full of thunder, and his figure is swept out, and the sword dances with him.

The move of the king is faster and faster. Mu Changge blocks two swords and one of them is the first one to be injured.

"Ten swords, kill the immortals"

the ten swords are full of murderous spirit, and the powerful stone swords fall from the sky.

Lin Yuzhen's spirit is coagulated, and the thunder on Fengming's sword is vertical and horizontal, and the light of the sword is on the way, and the sword is hard to shake and kill.

A splash of blood, arm dyed red, Lin Yuzhen does not retreat into the sword to break the world, cut off the former body protection sword.

Mu Changge stepped back. On his left shoulder, a sword wound appeared. Blood oozed through his clothes.

"It's true that the name of king Qi is so powerful even though he is seriously injured"

Mu Changge waves his hand to seal the injury on his shoulder, looks at the king dressed as a man in front of him, looks serious, and listens to tianque's sharp edge turning around, and his sword rises to the sky.

"It's sword 11"

during the dinner, Ning Chen's face was frozen, and he was about to win or lose.

When the sword comes out, the energy of the sword is endless. The extreme moves in the world are perfect. When the energy of the sword passes, the sky will be destroyed and the earth will be destroyed.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Yuzhen suddenly burst out to the limit with a light drink. Her real Qi rushed to her crown and her long hair flew.

The disappearing figure reappeared in the sword rain. The thunder was so strong that it blocked the sword Qi again and again. The moving figure quickly approached the swordsman in front of him.

"Er"

when the sword enters an inch, the blood overflows. Seeing success, the injured Mu Changge raises his hand and grabs Fengming's sword edge, and the magic sword is immediately restrained, so it is difficult to score half a point.

"Sword"

"twelve"

tianque shakes, and a dazzling and unusual sword disc comes out. There is no extreme point in the extreme of the sword, and the boundless power diffuses. Outside the battle situation, a strong man on the sword suddenly feels his heart sank, and it's hard to breathe.

The sword beyond the limit of the human world, heaven and earth hard to bear, a piece of void collapse, do nothing.

Lin Yuzhen's eyes are shining with brilliance. Zhen yuanqiang wants to block the move.

All of a sudden, the change came into being. After a series of battles, Lin Yuzhen's injuries broke out, and instantly scattered the condensed true yuan.

"Poof"

with the blood gushing out and the clothes dyed red, Lin Yuzhen faltered and couldn't resist.

In a moment of crisis, Ning Chen, who has been paying close attention to the situation of the war, comes out with his left arm raised and his flesh and blood hard blocks the sword.

"Keng"

the light of the sword cuts off, dazzling and eye-catching.

There was a sharp crack. On Ning Chen's left arm, a broken arm guard appeared. After twelve years of hard bearing sword, the crack became more serious.

The next moment, the armguard disappears and hides in the former's arm again.

"Master jianzun, I'm sorry"

Ning Chen looked at the person in front of him and said apologetically, "king Qi is my friend. I can't watch her have an accident"

it's very impolite to intervene in other people's duels, but he has no choice.

Mu Changge frowned lightly, waved his right hand, folded up to listen to the sky que, and said faintly, "I'm not going to do it again"

"thank you, master"

Ning Chen saluted and said thank you.

Mu Changge didn't say any more. He stepped into the banquet and returned to his position.

"Tianfu sword wins in this game"

on the main seat, Mei Wuhen said, looking at the left arm of the former, her eyes flashed. In the next game, the ninth son of mohmen will face the white feather sword God. However, it is not wise to use the sword hand before the battle starts.

Before the banquet, Ning Chen takes Lin Yuzhen to his seat and says nothing more. He goes back to the banquet to meet his opponent.

During the banquet, the white sword God in white stood up and walked step by step to the front of the banquet.

"I'm Ning Chen, please call Mr. Bai Yu.""Please"

white feather sword God nodded, right hand empty grip, body right side, clear sky, sword not out, frost all over the sky.

Ning Chen calms down, Tai Shi shows the front. In a flash, the sword starts to move.

In the instant war, the flames of war spread and the light of swords ran all the way to the end.

The white feather sword God did not move. He kept moving to avoid the light of the sword. The unsheathed sword was more and more heavy.

On the feast of sword, the sword of heaven, the elegant demeanor of scabbard, is the way of sword.

The evaluation of heaven's quality comes from him. Therefore, Ning Chen knows better than anyone else about the terrible sword skill of the man in front of him. He is more fierce in his sword, and tries his best to suppress the chance of his sword.

The blue sword, the red flame, the Phoenix speed and the famous sword of daomen complement each other and fight together at the top.

"One type, keep soul"

ten moves of confrontation, white feather sword's steady step, sword's coming out, the moment's splendor, a sword reflecting snow, ghosts keep soul.

The sword comes out, the sky opens, and the magic sword goes through the gap. It's too fast to react. It's a sword that has been hammered for thousands of years.

"Er"

with a sword approaching and half an inch into the body, Ning Chen snorts, and the Phoenix moves extremely fast and exits ten feet away.

The edge of the sword is out of the body, blood gushes out, and the red clothes are dyed wet. It's an amazing sword. It's as knowledgeable as Ning Chen and can't avoid it.

There is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world. The martial arts in the world are broad and profound, and no one can fully understand them. If you get one, you will be able to win the world.

The white feather sword God, who specializes in one discipline, simplified the ultimate to the most powerful. He left his soul with one sword and surprised everyone present.

"For a hundred years, you are the first one who has not lost your fighting power, and the ninth son of Mohist sect. People all over the world say that you are good at planning. However, your sword is by no means a small person. Come on, let me see your real ability, and prove that I have not seen the wrong person"

the white feather sword God has a serious face, and his whole body is full of sword spirit, The only one on the sword, the strong among the strong, shows his strength to the full.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ning Chen's look gradually solidified. He must get the position of chief. Before that, let him have a fight.

Step out, Phoenix Fire into the sky, burning in the blazing flame, four elephants borrow, phoenix return to the ancestors, Ning Chen a black hair, instant blood red, hunting frenzy.