Marquis of Grand Xia

Xia Yanwu saw Ning Chen, and after a brief surprise, she calmed down, without fear or panic. Some were just arrogance.

"Mr. Zhiming, I didn't expect it was you"

"Not strange," Ning Chen said calmly.

Xia Yanwu glanced at the sky and said, "It's not long before dawn, and it's a good thing to have someone to go to **** with you."

"You go first, if you are not in a hurry, you can wait for me," Ning Chen said slowly.

"That's natural, I will wait," Xia Yanwu laughed.

The words of the two were not understood by anyone present, including Xia Ziyi on the side.

Going to **** together may be the best ending for the two.

"It's here for you," Ning Chen glanced at Xia Ziyi and said.

"En" Xia Ziyi nodded.

Ning Chen stepped away and left the final battlefield to the two princes.

After Ning Chen left, Xia Ziyi looked at the proud Xia Yanwu in front of her, and her eyes flashed indifferently sad.

"Yanwu, you went wrong"

"It was a mistake to be born in this cruel imperial palace. I will die if I don't dispute. The most ruthless is the emperor's family. He has become a king and defeated the enemy. Since ancient times," Xia Yanwu said lightly.

"Have you really been in contact with Beimeng secretly?" Xia Ziyi pressed her heart and asked.

"Yes!" Xia Yanwu nodded. There is nothing to hide until now.

Hearing the former admit that Xia Ziyi's expression is getting colder, and his face is murderous. "As the prince of Daxia, can you trust the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and Jingwu Gong who died in Daxia's battle?"

"If you are a big event, why not stick to the details, but now it's useless to say anything, see the true chapter under your hands." Xia Yanwu took a step forward, the golden battle armour clanged, although the defeat was determined, but he was not a person who was bound by his hand, and he would die In battle.

Xia Ziyi slowly raised the sword in his hand and sighed, "Among our four brothers, the tenth brother is the most kind and forbearing, the eighth brother is good at people's hearts, and the third brother you rank first in force. Today, this is the last time the elder brother accompanies you A battle "

The sound fell, the sword came out, and the purple clothes were flying, and the autumn water was turbulent.

Xia Ziyi produced the sword, no ultimate moves, no shocking breath, but the world still seemed to feel, shaking.

Xia Yanwu's look remained the same, his whole body rose, his pace strode into a golden battle armor, and a pair of iron fist hardly regretted the autumn sword.

"when"

Mars is shining, Qiushui sword is trembling, Xia Yanwu does not take a step back, drinking lightly, the body urges, the strong and heavy breath on the iron fist presses down, and immediately slams into Xia Ziyi.

"Not bad" Xia Zi's eyes were slightly condensed, his hands were loosened, and the sword was turned, turning into a sky streamer and descending from the sky. The sword mang was prosperous and came straight through Xia Yanwu's spirit.

"boom"

The hand grabbed the fist, and between the two, the ground could not bear the great force, cracked suddenly, in the rumbling sound, the dust was flying, and the crack was all over the ground.

At the same time, the sword rushed down, and Xia Yanwu's figure flickered, but found that the right fist was restrained and could no longer move.

"Emotional Mountains and Rivers"

At the moment of crisis, Xia Yanwu's expression didn't panic, and the other hand turned his palm to lift his breath, the red waves waved out, and Xia Ziyi retreated a few steps.

Above, Qiushui Sword was also shocked by this amazing breath, and the life-and-death crisis instantly became invisible.

"Xia Yanwu, you really degenerate" Xia Ziyi stepped back and said softly.

It was sad and lamentable that the prince of Great Xia actually cultivated her love for Northern Mongolia.

I do n’t know if it ’s hate or disappointment. Xia Zi ’s eyes flashed a lonely loneliness. Is it worth it for this Xia Emperor ’s place?

"Brother, do you know what I hate you the most, is this hypocritical look and expression" Xia Yanwu's face ridiculed, "No need to say anything for the lesson, since this step has been taken, I have been mentally prepared, today , Life and death by heaven "

After the temptation has passed, Xia Yanwu no longer keeps his hands, his feet are hard, the slate collapses, the domineering air rises sharply, and the red light reflects out of the golden armor, bringing endless pressure.

With a sigh, Xia Ziyi condensed her last grief and soft heart, holding her hand empty, Qiu Shui sword flew back, black hair rewinding, and she came out with great enthusiasm, the golden scroll first opened, and the golden characters emerged behind her, and the dazzling light of the golden characters appeared. It is a Confucianism that has been handed down from generation to generation.

"Ancient God Performing Martial Arts"

A double fist shocked, Xia Yanwu stepped **** his feet, an ancient breath suddenly surging, a huge statue manifested, green face fangs, fierce evil evil, universal appearance, violent coercion and pressure, the space collapsed, so that the whole world shook stand up.

Outside of the battle, the three generals felt this sudden immense evil spirit, their hearts were horrified, and their eyes looked at the great prince, flashing a lot of worry.

The soldiers farther away didn't know what was happening, but they could still perceive the terrifying pressure coming from the front. This level of fighting is no longer within their reach.

Xuehai Wuya played martial arts against the ancient gods. After a loud noise, the two sides went backwards. The countermeasures in the moves were difficult to cover the gaps in the foundation. Xia Yanwu mouthed China and Europe.

On the other side, Xia Ziyi's breath was slightly chaotic, but no injuries were seen. After three steps, a sword split the aftermath, and he would never retreat.

"Half-step congenital!" Xia Yanwu's expression changed greatly, and for the first time since he played against him, he was horrified.

Among the four kings, each has their own strengths, but the great prince, though outstanding in all aspects but has no outstanding aspect, gradually, everyone has agreed, used to, and never doubted.

Because, Xia Ziyi has performed very well.

"Haha, we are so stupid"

Xia Yanwu laughed in the sky, covered with blood, and shed down the battle armor. He was unwilling, unwilling!

The aspirations of the war rise, such as raging and violent, condensed into substance, what about the half-step innate, this is his last battle!

Xia Yanwu screamed loudly, the body lifted to the peak, the surrounding stone slabs rose, and the whole person rose into the air like a burning **** furnace, emitting a dazzling light.

"Jingwu Dongyao"

Unshakable fighting spirit, Xia Yanwu cultivated his life as the strongest move, performing the light of martial arts, surging and stirring, illuminating the entire palace.

The final decisive battle is to return to Jingwu Gong to teach him the move. Perhaps, in the heart of the King of Performing Martial Arts, he retains his original respect for his teacher from beginning to end.

Facing Jing Wugong's fame, Xia Ziyi raised the sword in his hand, the sword moved, and the starlight converged. Suddenly, the body broke through the limit, and there was an innate breath.

"Starry transit"

In the same way that San Gong taught, Daxia's two princes finally chose the best way to understand grudges.

At the beginning, the two had a teacher together. Although they were different teachers, they were also disciples of the three sons. This ended the years of fighting and grudges.

"Boom"

A loud horror sounded, the world lost its color, only to see the space explode, a figure flew out, hit the ground, covered with blood, and even the armor shattered.

"puff"

With a spit of blood, Xia Yanwu knelt on one knee, blood dripping down on his body, tried to stand up several times and did not stand up, severely wounding his body, it was difficult to support the indestructible fighting will.

"You lost" Xia Ziyi walked slowly, looking at Xia Yanwu in front of her, and said lightly.

"Ha ha"

Xia Yanwu smiled bitterly. At the end, he still underestimated his big brother. It turned out that the strongest man in the world was not a wise man, but Xia Ziyi.

"Do it yourself"

Closing his eyes, Xia Yanwu's face did not have any fear. He became a king and defeated the enemy. He had already been mentally prepared. He had fought, and that was enough.

A little bit of time passed, and the expected sword was still not pierced. Xia Yanwu opened his eyes and looked at the big brother in front of him, his heart shivered fiercely.

Instant kung fu, black hair dyed frost, but the hand holding the sword never stabbed.

Xia Ziyi's face was still calm, and no trace of waves was visible. Only a trace of her white hair, which gradually became white, highlighted her inner sadness and struggle.

The night wind blew, and a touch of white hair fluttered, so dazzling, Xia Ziyi's mouth corner little blood left, the body actually had a trace of instability.

"Let's go, Daxia will never play King Wu"

When the hand holding the sword fell, Xia Ziyi finally failed to win the hand, sighed in his heart, and turned his back immediately, unwilling to face Xia Yanwu again.

"Big Prince, you have let the boss down!"

At this moment, in the Dragon Guard, two hidden figures appeared, blood gleaming, white light blazing, and fell down at the same time.

Xia Ziyi's expression was shocked, white light swayed, while using his body to block Xia Yanwu's body, the body urged to block the **** sword light.

Bang, the terrifying aftermath erupted, Xia Ziyi did not want to retreat, let the blood flow in his mouth, always standing.

"No matter how he is not, after all, it is my brother, his fault, I will carry it!" Xia Ziyi was in front of Xia Yanwu and refused to move a half step.

"The host asked me to ask you, can you carry it?" Yin Wuzhang said coldly and coldly.

Xia Ziyi was silent, unable to answer this question.

"The master has an order. If you can't give up your hand, then we will come. Today, the three princes must die"

When the words fell, the figures of Yin Wuzhen and Kong Yu moved again, and the two swords were bright, and the two joined forces to play the life of the King Wu.

Xia Ziyi blocked, Qiushui blocked two swords, for a time, stalemate.

At this moment, a tremendous arrow blasted down, the power of terror was unstoppable.

"No"

Faced with this terrifying arrow, Xia Ziyi looked horrified, too late to hesitate, his body and body sublimated endlessly, and the golden beam of light rose up. Rush into the congenital realm.

A generation of arrogance!

Yin Wuzhen and Kong Yu were shocked. At the moment of doppelganger, the move was too late.

Congenital breakthrough, let Xia Ziyi instantly break free of the entanglement of the two, once again blocked in front of Xia Yanwu.

When the arrow hit, there was a loud noise, the golden beam of light dissipated, and the ground collapsed under Xia Ziyi's feet. The blood was surging, but he was still reluctant to retreat.

"Yanwu, I always remember that you are my brothers and sisters." Xia Ziwu turned her back to her, letting her blood stain a red shirt and whispering, "Just, you went the wrong way and did the wrong thing, but brother Carry for you "

After the arrow light, the two sword lights arrived again.

Xia Yanwu's heart trembles, tears in his eyes like rain, but he can't do anything anymore.

At this moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ stopped, the past scenes kept coming to mind. Born in this palace, he saw the most not the father emperor nor the mother, but a few with him. The grown-up brother, from an early age, Xia Ziyi always protects them behind him like a little adult, and even every time he is punished by his father and emperor, he justifies them and always pleads for them.

"Big Brother"

Finally, there was a call, and Xia Yanwu no longer hesitated, and slapped into the air.

"Drinking" Qihai burst, the body instantly filled the body, and the severely injured body was temporarily depressed. With a clear whistle, Xia Yanwu's figure flickered and came between Xia Ziyi and Tali Shuangxiong. He turned back and smiled slightly. It exploded, flesh and blood flew, and the sky was scattered.

"Yanwu"

The aftermath of the self-detonation blocked the two sword lights, the terrifying power flew the three men away for a few tens of feet, embarrassed to stop the figure, Xia Ziyi looked at the blood and bones scattered in the sky, the heart trembled, and a drop of tears fell silent .

"puff"

The blood spewed out, staining the ground, Xia Ziyi laughed in the sky, tears like rain ...