The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The Rising Sun King City is a huge city as majestic as a mountain. The king is in charge of it. It will last forever and no one dares to commit it.

Under the night sky, a group of more than ten people galloped towards the King City in the night. The rumbling sound was deafening.

As fast as the wind, as fast as the forest, as aggressive as fire, and as immobile as a mountain, the rising sun is the king's rider. His fame spreads far and wide. He is frightened when he hears it, but he is afraid when he sees it.

For thousands of years, Xuri Wangqi rarely went out of the city. However, once he sent troops, there was no grass left.

The night is cold and silent, the iron horse gallops, raises ten li dust, and disappears into the night in a twinkling of an eye.

In the rear, five figures gallop by, their faces full of anger and hatred, rushing out of the dust, chasing the ten King riders of Xuri city like crazy.

Suddenly, at the head of Wang Qi, a man in heavy armor and black armor raised his hand and ordered to stop.

The twelve kings were ordered to rein in their horses and stop.

Wang Qi's leader looked back, looking at the five figures in the rear, and the opportunity of killing flashed in his eyes.

"Kill

It is indisputable that at the command of the head of the king's cavalry, the twelve King's cavalry returned to the original road and drove to the five men.

When the machete came out of its sheath, it was cold under the moon. In the dust, the twelve kings rode to meet five people. When the knife passed through the throat, they were killed.

In an instant, the wind blew and blood spattered. Before they could fight back, they were killed by machetes and buried forever.

The middle-aged man wanted to split his eyes and shoot his bow and arrow to avenge the public.

However, the heavy armor of the rising sun king's horse is hard to hurt. When the arrow flies, there is only a sharp shock. In the sparks, the arrow deviates, so it is hard to hurt the king's horse.

When the machete passed again, the blood was flying, the throat was sealed, and a waterfall of brilliant blood was brought out. It was only in the twinkling of an eye that four of the five people were already dead.

The last young man, looking at the shocking scene, froze. His anger turned into fear. He wanted to escape, but his legs didn't listen.

Wang, the head of the cavalry, stepped forward with a machete in his hand and cut off the grass.

At this moment, in the distance, a sword light broke through the air and came, with a clang sound, blocking the edge of the machete.

At the same time, the king of the twelve rising sun looked at the direction of the sword light. But in the dark, a walker in dark red sword costume came forward. His calm face was pale and could not bear it. In a twinkling of an eye, he was in the middle of the war.

"Benefactor, life is precious. I hope you can raise your hand." The traveler looked at Wang's head and said.

"Saro Walker"

seeing the costumes of the visitors, the man at the head of the king's cavalry looks down. How can this man appear here?

"The human race, when dare to take charge of the affairs of the hundred races, sarrow walker, it's not your turn to intervene in the affairs of my Xuri King City!" In the twelve rising sun, one of the king's riders opened his mouth and said in a cold voice.

"Heaven has the virtue of living well. The rising sun king should not be so cruel." The traveler sighed softly.

Wang Qi's head, under the iron mask, the color of fear flashed in the man's eyes. This man's strength is far above them. It's troublesome.

The situation changed, and the man no longer hesitated. A jade slip appeared in his hand and was crushed.

At this moment, in the city of the rising sun king, there is no night in the world of the extreme day. A majestic voice rings out and spreads to the West courtyard.

"Wang Qi's mission is blocked. You go to meet him."

In the West courtyard, the young man who was watching several maids kicking hydrangeas heard the message from the king's palace. His face was helpless. His father really couldn't let him have a rest for a while.

"All sisters play by themselves first, and I'll go out and do something."

Xu Yao got up, said with a smile, turned to take the ancient sword on the stone table, turned and walked out of the West courtyard.

Within 300 li of the Rising Sun King City, the rising sun king cavalry and the Shaluo walkers confront each other and stab their eyes with machetes. The task of the Rising Sun King City should not be hindered.

In the distance, the figure of plain clothes appeared. Ten miles away, they stopped and didn't come forward.

Calm and indifferent eyes, there is no change because of the killing in front of him. In this foreign land, he is just a passer-by. He doesn't care or want to care about the grudges between different races.

Outside the Royal City, the traveler and Wang Qi did not retreat. Between the stalemate and the direction of the Royal City, a young figure stepped forward, with an ancient sword in his hand. The sword was restrained and showed no edge.

After a few breaths, the young figure walked out of the war, the speed was amazing.

"Young master!"

Seeing the people coming, the thirteen rising sun kings saluted and said respectfully.

"Go back to your life, and leave it to me."

Xu Yao light said a, way.

"Yes"

the thirteen kings took orders respectfully, pulled over their horses and rushed to the king's city.

Wang Qi left. In the war, there were only three people left. The Shaluo traveler looked at the young master of the Rising Sun King City in front of him and waved the young man behind him.

"My father's order is to cut down the roots. You can't protect him." Xu Yao said quietly.

"They are just ordinary people. Why won't the rising sun king give them a way to live?" Saro Walker's face is dark, and his way is clear."I don't know the specific reason. If you want to ask, you can go to Xuri City, but now I have to finish the task given by my father."

Xu Yao held out his hand to hold the sword. At the moment when the ancient sword came out of its sheath, clouds were surging like waves in the sky.

Do not cloud magic sword, the Rising Sun King City is not the world's magic weapon, now again, the ancient sword cover the moon, the edge shining.

Seeing this, the traveler of Saro looks down and waves his sword. When Saro comes out of the sheath, the Red Buddha sword rises in splendor, and the two swords are shining, facing each other from afar.

"It's said that the sword of Saro once drew the blood of the strong in the world of mortals. Today, I understand it!"

A light drink, Xu Yao body move, shine an eye for a moment, don't cloud move the sky.

The two swords fight in an instant. The supreme martial arts collide with each other. The magic sword is shining through the sky. Two amazing magic soldiers meet for the first time. They are rumbling and shaking all over the world.

Although the two men who are infinitely close to the fairyland of the world of mortals have not entered the fairyland of mortals formally, their fighting power is no less than that of the ordinary strong men in the fourth realm.

Two strong confrontation, the void, vision manifest, the sun rises in the sky, the Saro flowers bloom, the collision of the two laws, the shaking of the whole wasteland.

The rules collide. Among the blooming Saros, a solemn Dharma phase appears, glaring at Vajra, with the sword in hand, cutting to the front of the God.

When Xu Yao saw this, he drew the blood of a king. In an instant, in the rising sun, a three legged gold crow appeared and hissed. It turned into a flowing fire and collided with Vajra Dharma.

With a bang, Jinwu and Jingang collided, and the earth shaking vibration sounded. The wasteland fell in an instant and completely collapsed.

Three hundred miles away, the glory of the rising sun city rises, and the city protection array recovers automatically, blocking the aftermath of the war.

Immortal King City, Guanghua more and more dazzling, in the palace, a pair of dignified and cold eyes looking at the distant war, silent.

After a long time, there was a light sound in the palace. The Sun King's eyes moved, looking at the plain figure ten miles away from the war, and a strange color flashed by.

It seems that I have never seen this person before.

In the wilderness, the war became fiercer and fiercer. The rising sun king and the Terran walkers fought each other. They had reached the peak of their martial arts. The brilliance made people dare not look directly at them.

Suddenly, in xuyao's hand, the blue light of the bieyun sword is extremely prosperous, and its vast power rises endlessly. Wang Mai's secret skill first appears in the world.

"Sanxiao Jinghong"

with the wave of other clouds, in an instant, xuyao's royal blood power broke out, and the unbeatable royal power came down. The power of the magic sword reached its limit, and the universe reversed, and the sun and the moon sank.

The young man, who had been sent out of the war, was suddenly in a different place, blood stained wasteland.

The Saro traveler looked back, his anger flashed in his eyes, and stepped out one step. The Buddha sword was angry, and the holy light was endless.

"I'll see you later, traveler!"

When the task was finished, Xu Yao lost his interest in fighting again. He wielded his sword and burst out of the air. While blocking the holy light, he jumped out of the battle.

The rising sun and the king leave, and the sailor clenches his fists tightly.

In the distance, Ning Chen quietly watched the war. After a moment, he walked forward.

On the wasteland, there was no communication with the figure who was passing by by. The traveler looked at the young man in plain clothes and opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything.

A hundred steps ahead, Ning Chen stopped, looked indifferent and said, "master, this is the world of a hundred nationalities. The human race doesn't belong here."

Finish saying, rather Chen didn't say more half sentence, continue to walk forward.

After hearing the former's words, the traveler was stunned at first, then he was silent, and a trace of blankness flashed in his eyes.

Walking slowly in the wilderness, the figure in plain clothes, alone, relieved the burden on his shoulders. Now, as a spectator, he quietly looks at what is happening around him, without interfering or saying much.

As the sun rises to the East, before the King City, the figure in plain clothes comes and steps into the city when the gate is opened.

The huge Royal City has been immortal for tens of thousands of years. It has been passed on for many years. The Xuri royal family is famous for hundreds of families. Thousands of years ago, the emperor was once in the town, and it was extremely powerful.

However, with the fall of the emperor of the Xuri clan, the glory of the Xuri clan has become the past. Although it is still powerful, it can no longer be compared with the imperial clan among the hundred.

Wangcheng, the eternal world of the polar day, the sun shines high. In Wangcheng, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, which is very lively.

Ning Chen walks among the pedestrians, looking at the different nationalities passing by, and gradually no longer feels strange.

The tall Orc is more than ten feet tall, with fierce tusks, which makes people shiver.

Linglong leopard girl has a pretty face and a hot figure. Her dress is exposed and pedestrians look sideways, but no one dares to go forward.

The eagle family old woman has sharp claws on her hands, which are glaring and black poison. Passers-by around her try to avoid being hurt.

All kinds of races, which were never seen before, are now in sight.

Ning Chen looks at the men and women of all ethnic groups walking around, showing a smile on his calm face. It turns out that there is such a world besides the world.I don't know how high the sky is. Today, I have seen it.

Xuri palace, Wangdian, xuyao back, in the palace throne, an illusory figure appeared, looking at the coming of the legitimate son, calm way, "to check a person!"