The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the pavilion, the endless feast on the sword. In the final battle, the extreme power collided, and the whole world collapsed. When the aftershocks came, all things became nothingness.

Outside the war situation, all the zuns were affected, and they all got up and left in a hurry.

On the main seat, Mei Wuchen and Jing Wuzhen, who are protecting the pavilion, bear most of the aftereffects. They are so strong that they can't help but have a surge of Qi and blood.

A little bit of blood dripping, dyed red veil, pure and flawless, did not pay attention to his injury, eyes looking forward to the war situation, eyes full of worry.

"It's over"

Mei wuheng said quietly.

In the war situation, the aftershocks dissipated, and two figures appeared. Suddenly, a dull hum sounded. Above the mouth of the moon, the blood mist gushed, and the sword Qi burst out, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

Stop the sword, did not move forward, Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him, flashed a little light in his eyes, and said, "why?"

"No reason, I lost"

shuiwuyue stepped back, barely stabilized her figure and looked weak.

Unexpected results, outside the war, a strong sword face shocked, no one thought that the ninth son of mohmen would really win this game.

"Second sister"

on the left side of the main seat, a pure and flawless figure flashes, comes to the war situation, and holds the seriously injured shuiwuyue.

"Help me back" water no month tired way.

"Well"

the pure and flawless light should, looking at the figure on the main seat, said, "elder sister, younger sister, first take the second sister back to rest"

"go"

Mei no trace light way.

Jingwuxu looks back at the young man in red in front of him and says in a soft voice, "Congratulations, Mr. Ning"

after that, jingwuxu doesn't say any more. He carefully helps the people around him to walk towards the back of the hall.

Two people leave, inside the hall, people's attention moves back, waiting for the result to be announced.

On the main seat, Mei Wuchen's eyes swept over the figure in red below, smiling on her graceful and beautiful face, and said, "Mr. Ning, congratulations on becoming the chief of the Wuji banquet on the sword"

it's a foregone conclusion. During the banquet, Lin Yuzhen was relieved. Finally, he did it.

Water Moon Palace, pure flawless, holding water moon back, gossamer cover to the face of melancholy, careful to help the latter to the bed to sit down.

"Second sister, can't you take the last sword?" Asked in a soft voice.

"Why do you ask?"

Water no month slowly open eyes, road.

After a moment's silence, shuiwuyue said in a soft voice, "no reason, just intuition"

shuiwuyue closed her eyes again and said, "don't think about it. The ninth son of Mohist family is no less powerful than me. Moreover, he still reserved something. I don't know how far he can go if he tries his best. However, he has surpassed the last move just now I have "

with a slight nod, although the second sister denied it, she felt that the second sister still kept her hand at the end of the day.

Apart from cultivation, the second elder sister has even surpassed the elder sister in terms of sword attainments. She is the most outstanding sword genius in the sword Pavilion for thousands of years.

"Little sister, I can't fight for Fengming sword, this matter may have to be handed over to you," shuiwuyue said.

Pure flawless a Zheng, the eyes show the color of struggle.

"Second sister tired, you go back first, the banquet is not over, you can't leave too long" water no month calm way.

"Well, the second sister, have a good rest"

Jingwu nodded and said in a soft voice, and immediately got up and walked out of the Shuiyue hall.

In the pavilion of the pavilion and the main hall, the result of sword discussion has been decided. The new sword Wuji banquet appeared, and everyone got up one after another to send congratulations.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen stepped down from the stage with a smile on her face. Her elegant temperament made people look at her frequently.

"Mr. Ning, according to the agreement, my sword Pavilion will do something for the chief of Wuji banquet on the sword. As long as we can, we will never shirk it," Mei Wuhen whispered.

Ning Chen hears the words and waves his right hand. The Phoenix Fire curls up. In the fire, two broken magic weapons appear. The strong and abnormal sword spirit fills the air and shakes the audience.

Seeing the two swords in front of the former, Mei Wuchen's eyes narrowed slightly. It was so strong that the two swords were not weaker than the Taishi sword in this son's hand.

"Big Pavilion master, I want to ask the sword pavilion to help repair these two swords. I wonder if it is feasible?" Ning Chen serious way.

At this time, behind the main hall, jingwuxia stepped forward and stood quietly, waiting for the elder sister to make a decision.

"Yes"

after watching for a moment, Mei Wuhen nodded and answered.

"Thank you"

Ning Chen said politely with a sigh of relief.

"What should be done"

Mei Wuhen said, looked at the woman and said, "three younger sisters, I'll send these two swords of young master Ning to the sword tower later"

"yes"

Jingwu nodded.

After the explanation, Mei Wuhen looked at all the strong swordsmen in the room and said with a smile, "I know that you all cherish swords and love swords. Tomorrow morning, a waiter will take you to the sword tower. There are magic weapons that my sword pavilion has collected for many years. You can choose one at will. It's my sword pavilion's wish."During the dinner, everyone looked at each other, and their faces showed different colors. The swordsmen in the sword Pavilion were all extraordinary products, and each one was of great value.

"Thank you, my Lord"

everyone got up and saluted.

"Young master Ning"

aside, jingwuxia stepped forward and whispered.

Ning Chen nodded and sent out the sword of the star soul and his life to the woman in front of him.

Jingwuxia takes over two broken swords and thinks about it. He says, "young master Ning, it takes a lot of time to mend these swords. Please don't be impatient"

"eh"

Ning Chen nods his head and answers, "master Ma fan San Ge"

jingwuxia smiles gently and takes two swords to the sword tower without saying much.

During the banquet, the strong swordsmen in various regions began to withdraw one after another. They witnessed several peak wars in one day, and the waves in their hearts were hard to calm down for a long time.

Ning Chen, Mu Changge, Lin Yuzhen and so on left. In front of the pavilion, Mu Changge stopped for a moment, looked at the young people around him and said, "Ning Chen, this is a matter. Where are you going?"

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. Now, I just want to step into the fairyland as soon as possible. There's no other way to think about it"

Mu Changge nodded and said, "if it's you, I believe you can do it. I hope we'll meet again in the future"

Ning Chen was surprised and said, "master jianzun won't wait to go to the sword tower tomorrow Shall we go again? "

"No"

Mu Changge shook his head and said, "everyone's way is different. For me, a sword is enough. Listening to tianque is my sword and my way"

Ning Chen settled down and saluted respectfully. He said, "the elder's feeling for the sword will be remembered by the younger generation. This kindness is unforgettable"

Mu Changge looked out of the sword Pavilion and said, "ten swords." Once you have understood it, you can see that your understanding is far beyond ordinary people. However, Jian 12 is totally different from Jian 11. You don't care about Qi. Only by thoroughly integrating the first 11 moves can you understand this move. I can only help you, and the rest is up to you "

with that, Mu Changge doesn't stay any longer and walks out of the sword Pavilion.

In front of the hall, Ning Chen looks at the back of the former, and a flash of emotion flashed in his heart. After a moment, he looks at the people around him and says, "Your Highness, let's go back"

Lin Yuzhen nods and walks to the far courtyard together.

Sword tower, a white dress of impeccable coming, in the middle of the place, the fire surge, stir the power of the fire, casting sword platform, the terrible temperature with heavy heat wave, let people dare not close.

Pure flawless came forward, the slender hand waved, two broken magic soldiers fly up, slowly into the fire.

"Three younger sisters, it seems that you are very concerned about this matter"

at this moment, Mei Wuchen, dressed in a crimson dress, came to the rear, looked at the woman in front of the sword casting platform and said.

Jingwuzhen came back to his senses. He was shocked, restrained his mind, shook his head and said, "elder sister joked. After the ancient battlefield, the name of young master Ning had already spread all over the world, and my younger sister also heard about it, so I was more curious"

"is that so?"

Mei Wuhen smiles and says, "it seems that the elder sister really thinks too much. Originally, the elder sister wanted to match you with this young master Ning, who can win the first prize of Wuji banquet on the sword and is barely worthy of the most beautiful third Pavilion leader of my sword Pavilion"

as soon as she shakes her body, she shakes her head and says, "elder sister, my little sister's heart only belongs to the sword Pavilion, so I don't want to think too much." >

Mei Wuhen nodded and said with a smile, "you have made up your mind, elder sister is not reluctant, so concentrate on mending the sword. This young master Ning's sword cultivation is amazing, and he understands the sword canon. If it can be used by my sword Pavilion, it will be a great help"

"well"

jingflawless whispered.

At the next moment, Mei Wuchen's figure faded away. In a flash, she disappeared from the sword tower.

With a sigh of relief in her heart, she looked back at the two magical soldiers floating in the fire with a complicated look.

She didn't expect that this young master Ning could really become the chief of Wuji banquet on the sword, but it's still hard to know whether it's a blessing or a curse.

On the sword casting platform, the fire surges. In the fire, the Zhiming sword and Xinghun rise and fall, and the sword breath flows and gently sounds.

Outside the sword tower, the sun sets and the moon rises. In the far yard, Ning Chen meditates quietly. Beside him, little Hulu rides little green Hulu around in the yard. He is very happy.

In the room, Lin Yuzhen closed her eyes and healed. The sound of Fengming was in front of her body. The red smell was around her, and the people and swords were breathing together.

"Little gourd"

outside the hospital, Ning Chen felt the situation in the room and said.

"Xianchang"

hearing the call, the little gourd came unsteadily and whispered.

"You go to help the girl in the room," Ning Chen told.

"Yes"

the little gourd answered gently and flew to the front room in a flash.

"Do you still care about others?"

The evil spirit surged, the evil body appeared and said in a cold voice, "the injury on your body is no better than that of the Qi king. The sword Pavilion is full of strange things, and your mind can't miss it?""The enemy won't move, I won't move"

Ning Chen looked at the cold moon in the sky and said calmly, "little gourd's ability is limited, so it's impossible to help me and king Qi heal at the same time. I have Fengyuan to protect my body. It's OK for the time being. Now it's more urgent to let king Qi recover his fighting power."