The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the starry sky, swords and swords start the flames of war, and the two demons know their fate. They are not allowed to turn around and kill each other step by step.

In the most extreme situation of killing the heart and mind, knowing the fate, the whole body and mind are under control, and the situation is in danger.

In the distance of the war situation, the owner of Xiaoyue building in a silver gray cloak stood still, looking at the war situation in front of him, and his eyes flashed with admiration.

The holy division of the magic palace is really not an ordinary person. This game is obviously aimed at Zhiming marquis. There are butterflies in flowers. Zhiming has already lost 30% of his work. In addition, there is no land. Even if Zhiming Marquis brave and good at fighting, he will not be able to escape.

On the other hand, the tears of burying flowers leave the past behind and obliterate the sharpness of feeling.

The unprecedented situation in which the sword and sword are subject to the same restriction makes this unequal war even more inclined.

"Drink!"

The situation of life and death, how to allow a moment of frustration, Ning Chen down in the heart of grief, a long drink, a real yuan thrust, suddenly, white hair dance, such as magic madness.

"Sword, twelve!"

The twelve swords reappear, and the power is earth shaking. A shining sword disc rises up. There is no limit to the extreme of the sword, only the complete meaning of the sword.

The world shaking sword transcends the limits of the human world, and the whole starry sky is shaken by it. The sword's meaning is so far away that many meteorites disintegrate for no reason and are completely erased.

"Anger, grief, pity, you can't get it back!"

As soon as the moon Weaver steps out of Baizhang, she avoids the twelve points of the sword, reverses the water moon and points to the sword. Suddenly, the dark silver magic waves roll out, the stars and the moon gather in the sky, and the water moon shines on the world.

It's the ultimate move. The sword and the moon soar into the sky, and the unprecedented air pressure sweeps open. The forbidden style of the moon demon clan first appears in the world.

"The moon is buried in the void!"

The move of burying the moon is majestic. It bumps into the sword which is beyond the limit. In the rumbling vibration, a sword light passes by, and the weaver girl of the moon hums, and is injured for the first time.

On the other side, the figure in plain clothes retreated for several steps. The scarlet overflowed from his mouth and waved the sword to the other side. He was merciful after all.

In front of the butterfly in the flower, the meaning of the sword dissipates. In the face of the relatives who once protected him, how can the sword in his hand be merciless.

Thumping hand printed on the chest again, blood splashing stars, close in front of my eyes, merciless eyes can no longer see the tenderness of the past.

"Can't you do it? It's sad to know your destiny! "

In the rear, the moon weaver girl comes again. She turns the water and the moon upside down, killing her eyes and killing her with a fast sword.

To kill, Ning Chen endure the injury, back to the sword block move, sound sword, play sad.

All over the world, the flames and stars are splashing between them. The light on the sword lights up the starry sky. Is it killing or killing.

The war situation is far away, with calm eyes looking at the war situation, no one can help. No matter what the position is, there is no room for him to intervene in the war.

As long as he's willing to kill, Zhiming Hou doesn't have the ability to break through the siege, but can he do it to the butterfly in the flower?

This robbery is not so much a killing robbery as a heart robbery. However, this robbery will always be controlled by the demon palace.

War situation, thumping drama shock, sword hand over, two to one, the heart rob evil research.

Flying white hair, I do not know how much red dye, but not a drop belongs to the butterfly, sword too close edge, knife too merciful, even killing millions, in the face of the heart that is not much warmth, the hand of the sword, a moment is not willing to relative.

With a thumping sound, the palm shakes the heart, and the blood splashes down. Within a short distance, the gentleness of the eyes never wavers. Ning Chen raises his hand to coagulate yuan, and points the sword light on the butterfly's chest.

There is no blood surge in imagination. The sword Qi enters the body and disappears without trace. In the rear, it turns the water and moon upside down and kills the light. It can't dodge. A sword penetrates into the left shoulder and the blood spurts like rain.

"Go away!"

Looking back at the moment, the eyes gently turn ten thousand heavy killing machine, Ning Chen hand too beginning sword is very prosperous, Yin month is obvious, the day sun shines the world.

It's a famous sword move. It's fierce and powerful. The sword light falls, and the moon falls.

"Er"

with a groan, blood spills over the starry sky. The moon Weaver steps back at her feet and holds her sword hand. Blood splashes continuously.

When the battle is white hot, you can't hold your hand for a moment. In the rear, the evil spirit is surging like waves, and the butterfly in the flower is dancing wildly. Its combat power is raised to the peak. It's extremely powerful and shining. It's God in the sword and butterfly in the devil. It's the first time to show the invincible style of the past.

The sleeves are twined, the tears of burying flowers are full of black light, and a terrible knife light goes straight to the nine days. Above the nine days, the void splits, and the black butterflies fly, just like thousands of butterflies flying out of hell. The terrible breath makes people feel deeply depressed.

"Butterfly dance, Hades"

behind the magic butterfly, the wings of the sad butterfly open. At this moment, the whole starry sky shakes. At the next moment, the sky chopping sword light falls, and the starry sky collapses.

When the light of the sword comes, Ning Chen looks back and waves his sword to block the flowers. In the rumbling vibration, every inch of cracks appear on the top of the feeling. It's been a hundred years. Today, it's hard to move on.

Read feeling sad tremble, rather Chen body at the same time a shock, draw knife and point again in the former chest to point."Er"

in the rear, the sword Qi passes by and comes out through the body. Ning Chen staggers and waves his sword back.

With a thumping sound, the artifact shakes the light of the sword, and the moon Weaver's eyes are more and more murderous. She reverses the water moon sword and fights with her strength.

The heart has the meaning of cherishing the sword. Ning Chen's sword turns to attack and defend. Tai Shi helps the sword and blocks the power of the artifact.

After several moves of fighting, the disadvantages are all obvious. One after another, it's like saying goodbye, and it's like praying.

The crack spread and became clearer, and the sad sound in the knife became more and more harsh.

The heart hears the sad sound of the sword, Ning Chen looks more and more silent. After several moves, a sword shakes the people in front of him. The sword and the heaven and the earth open together.

"If you want the last move without regret, it will be done by your own destiny!"

A light drink, two fronts together, a moment, the sword glory endless ascension, gas rush, shake the stars.

"Heaven and earth sing together, life and death are against fate!"

The sword is out of hand, the rainbow is shining in the world, and the two intersecting lights break through the air and sweep straight forward.

"Extreme way, moon sky!"

Kill move to, gas majestic, moon weaving goddess color a coagulation, sword coagulation extremely powerful, a sword shake double rainbow.

When the artifact is cut off, Taishi flies up, and the blade of Nianqing breaks in response to the sound. In an instant, the sky is full of purple air. So familiar, it seems that Nianqing leaves the last memory of killing God in the world. In a flash, the imperial Qi disperses and disappears into the starry sky.

Wave away to read the feeling to break the front, rather Chen Mou son cold, left hand a grip, all over the sky blood fog diffuse, this life's soldiers reappear.

"If you know your destiny, don't ask about life or death!"

With a cold hum, on the Benming sword, where the broken mark is still not recovered, the four poles are coiled out. Suddenly, the wind of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon shine.

"Four images lead to heaven, chaos pole"

four sources move four images, double swords start chaos, behind Ning Chen, vision appears, chaos evolves, black whirlpool rolls, and thunder bursts.

"Sword technique, Taiyi!"

The sword is unique and has its own way. It is built to be nothing. The etheric one of the Lord. The supreme sword stands out from chaos and shines brightly on the whole starry sky.

In the rear, the butterfly in the flower wants to come forward to help. Suddenly, he falters at his feet, and his whole body is full of strange light. God forbids him to show his power and seal his body.

The light of the sword breaks through the stars and moves the heaven and the earth with Yin and Yang. The dazzling sword gradually returns to its original nature. The sword breaks through the sky and decays.

The moon weaver girl sees this, her eyes are deep, her artifact is extremely bright, and her sword edge is waving and chopping to greet her.

"Er"

there was a dull hum, the sword was shining through her body, the moon Weaver stepped back at her feet and spattered blood on her chest.

"Butterfly dance, heaven asks!"

In the rear, the butterfly in the flower forcibly shakes open the divine prohibition in the body, regardless of the body, burying the flower in tears, black and white blade appears, heaven first appears, Magic Butterfly asks heaven.

Ning Chen looked back and waved his sword to block the move. His breath was not enough, and he was shocked, and his blood stained the starry sky.

"The situation of losing both sides?"

Outside the war, Xiaoyue looks at this scene, eyes slightly narrowed, the situation is so favorable, the two people still can't kill him, have to say, the Zhiming Hou's fighting power has been strong enough to let the world look up to.

In the distance, there was a fierce battle, and the wounds were constantly exchanged. Zhiming sword was born, killing all four days.

Double swords vs. double strong, with the battle going on, the cracks on the swords spread little by little, the broken swords could not bear the aftermath of the war, and there were also signs of collapse.

With a sigh, it is difficult to get away. Ning Chen's eyes are certain, and he waves his hand to Chen Yuan. The black light around him comes out. At the moment when he pulls out the sick king's sword in anger, in the distance, the evil waves are surging, and the Buddhist power is tumbling. Two different kinds of breath permeate and shake people's hearts.

The moon weaver girl, the butterfly in the flower, looks far away at the direction where the breath appears.

But see the Holy Light evil breath around, a touch of light pink dress charm figure step by step, steady, starry sky lotus, Buddha and devil breath, surging.

"Six degrees of magic Buddha, birth and death of Sanskrit ghosts!"

If you don't say much, your hand is the move of the heaven. The emperor of AI ran Ming raises his hand and accepts yuan. The Buddha's spirit and evil waves roll up. Suddenly, the heaven and the earth shake, and the starry sky overturn and fall. It's like the end is coming again.

On the way to hell, the Buddha and the devil appear, and the ferryboat in the yellow spring is full of vitality.

Variables appear, ningchen body, black light quickly convergence, not born sick king sword disappeared, step instant body, double sword sky wave.

The moon weaver girl and the butterfly in the flower are staring at each other. They are good at luck and stop the move.

The four peaks of the world joined each other in pairs, sword to sword and palm to sword. They were shocked and the war situation was split in an instant.

"Zhiming, go"

the afterwave roars, and the figure of airan Mingwang passes by, takes Zhiming, who has been seriously injured, and goes away quickly.

In the surging waves, the moon weaver girl wants to catch up with her. Suddenly, her feet falter, and her heavy injury breaks out, eating herself back.

On the other side, the butterfly in the flower shakes away the surging afterwave with a knife. With cold eyes, they look at the direction of the two people's going away. As soon as they step, they catch up.

"Butterflies in flowers, no!"

Moon weaving goddess color change, voice to stop the way.A hundred feet away, the butterfly in the flower stopped, looked at the woman behind him coldly, and said, "why not?"

"If the plan changes, it's useless to entangle. The magistrate has a deep mind. It may be dangerous for you to catch up with him alone. Let's call it a day and go back to the devil's land first!" The moon weaver girl said in a deep voice.