Marquis of Grand Xia

Ten miles of Maple Forest, an invisible small world, confronts each other extremely quickly, and the battle is extremely hot.

Master Chengchengxue's twilight snow, the speed of the world is unparalleled, hitting the destiny.

Taishang Excalibur penetrated into his chest, and the blood at the corner of Ning Chen's mouth overflowed, barely holding his body.

The phoenix fire rising in the sky is difficult to resist the speed of the sword light. In the void, the sword wings behind Mu Chengxue vibrate, and the speed is incredible.

The strongest Taishang, after hundreds of disasters, finally reaches the state of being higher than the sage and infinitely close to the state of the gods of the gods.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, the fate of the swordless sword in his hand completely fell into the disadvantage and was hit hard.

In the small world, pieces of maple leaves flew in, bright red like blood.

"From the very beginning to the present, the rebirth of Bai Shi, today, all grudges should be settled."

In the hands of Mu Chengxue, the Supreme Sword of the Divine Sword rose ascendingly, according to his eyes, and moved.

It was too late to respond, and even the consciousness could not be explored. It was almost impossible to record even years, and the wind stopped and the cloud stopped.

The instinct of the warrior, Ning Chen wielded a sword to block it, however, the later move was ultimately controlled by others.

"Uh!"

The two swords merged, and the dreaded sword power struck. Ning Chen groaned in his mouth and stepped back several times.

Splashing blood, fallen leaves on the ground, maple red, blood more red.

The sloping battle situation, expected, without the sword's destiny, in the face of the resurrection of Bai Shilun's Taoism, how could he change his life.

The fateful battle is inevitable, neither of them keeps their hands, as long as they win the battle of life and death.

Above the Maple Sword, the pool of blood drips down and the flesh is injured, and it is impossible for all saints to be completely unaffected.

With a little phoenix rising, Ning Chen's injury was quickly repaired, however, the sword was in front of him again.

boom!

The sword is fast, the sword is faster, and the speed of the confrontation. Ning Chen has fallen into the downwind for the first time in 10,000 years. After seeing it again and again, leaving only the heavier injury.

"It's fortunate to know the destiny and see it so fast."

Above the original speed, there is such a speed. Ning Chen set his pace, concentrating, and the whole body of the phoenix rose very much.

The phoenix is ​​here, the phoenix is ​​roaring, the sky is over Ning Chen, the huge phantom phantom is manifesting, the gods of the ancient world are falling to the beginning, but the bloodline never disappears.

"drink!"

In Ning Chen's mouth, with a long drink, the gods rushed to the crown, and qi and yin and yang ran through them.

Flying white hair, so dazzling, Ning Chen's body was violently bloody, and turned into a phantom of the phoenix, wanting to be resurrected

Zu Feng.

"Ok?"

In the battle, Mu Chengxue appeared, his expression slightly coagulated.

"Too indifferent, a sword wind soul."

Faced with this scene, Mu Chengxue was so ecstatic at first, Lian Bu stepped around, and the sword was shining.

The wind is violent, the sword is in the wind, Mu Chengxue stands in the wind, the sword is cut, and the sword moves.

The sword of the wind soul is indestructible. Under the shadow of Zu Feng, Ning Chen waved his sword to resist, and saw that the Feng sword collapsed, and the sword of the wind came out through the body.

A cascade of vermilion, which spilled over the small world and was dazzling.

Plain white clothes, stained with blood, Ning Chen staggered, the speed of the repair of the flesh can no longer keep up with the speed of destruction.

In the void, Zu Feng mourned, and the huge wings fluttered.

The powerful Taishang, ruthless and indifferent, with one move and one way, the killing opportunities are obvious.

In the fairy field, in the fairy palace, the four fairy swords tremble, it seems that they feel the crisis of the master, but they are sealed in a wooden sheath and it is difficult to be born.

In front of the Immortal Hall, Fan Lingyue felt the movement of the Immortal Sword in the hall and looked slightly into the world.

He is in danger!

"He is in danger."

The devil's spirit was turbulent, and the female often appeared, looking at the four fairy swords in the fairy palace, and said in a deep voice, "Unblock the fairy sword."

"No need."

Fan Lingyue shook his head and said calmly, "Since he has sealed the four swords of Zhuxian, he must have a purpose, and we cannot interfere in his decision."

"However, the fairy sword warns, he must have encountered a life threatening." Female Chang Ning said.

Fan Lingyue was silent for a moment, and then said, "Since he has made a choice, he has to bear any consequences if he has any consequences."

Calm but ruthless words, just like 10,000 years ago, the Northern Mongolian military division that slaughtered millions of soldiers and civilians in Daxia was never affected by emotion.

The female eyes often sink, looking at the firm woman in front of her eyes, after all, did not say anything more.

I have to say that the woman in front of me and the fatalist are crazy.

Not only cruel to others, but also to yourself.

Shili Fenglin, in the small world, Ning Chen was hurt, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

In the void, Zu Feng's imaginary voice mourned, but it was difficult to return to the ancestor.

Mu Chengxue looked at Zufeng Xuying in the void, and his sword flew in his hand.

The crisis is ahead. In the small world, the blood-stained plain clothes flashed past and blocked the ancestral shadow of Zu Feng.

Shocked, Ning

Chen Zhou's body spewed blood, and his body was no longer able to support it, and began to collapse.

Blood water spilled over every corner of the small world, bleak and beautiful.

Mu Chengxue looked at this scene, and after a while, his expression suddenly dropped.

wrong!

His strength should be much more than that.

Even if he lost his sword, he still had two clones.

Before Shili Maple Forest, in the wooden house, the figure of plain clothes with white hair raised his head and looked at Maple Forest.

"Daddy, what are you looking at?"

The ghost who was practicing the word spoke, wondering.

"Nothing to watch."

Ning Chen withdrew his eyes, looked at the words written by Guigui, and whispered, "Continue to write."

"Ok."

Gui Gui nodded and responded obediently.

Outside the wooden house, the black-haired figure in black leaned back against the wooden house and looked at Maple Forest quietly. The devil was restrained but equally powerful.

And in Shili Maple Forest, in the small world, the phoenix body fighting alone, the body collapsed, and blood was scattered all over the sky.

At the next moment, the horrible flames ignited in the void, and every drop of blood turned into the most blazing flame, burning the small world.

Sudden changes, Mu Chengxue's expression sank, hands clasped, violent screams, wind and snow, wanting to extinguish the fire of Phoenix Nirvana.

However, when Nirvana begins, how can it end easily.

The invisible will, the ethereal, the small world changes and transforms into a flame world.

Amidst the surging flames, the ancestral phoenix bathed in fire, and the phoenix blew the sky.

The limit breaks through the limit, the most amazing scene, in the sound of Fengming, a figure of red hair and red hair appeared out of thin air, a divine nature, shocking the world.

Phoenix returned to its ancestors ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ entered the road physically. In the big world, the third avenue bridge appeared and quickly solidified.

At this moment, in the heavens of the world, all the saints have feelings, looking at the world one after another.

"Successful."

Immortal domain, in front of the Oriental Immortal Hall, the female often recovered from the shock and said.

Fan Lingyue nodded, her expression calm, without any waves.

It's better not to die.

Shili Fenglin, in the burning world, the red-haired red-haired phoenix walked out, looked at the white-haired beauty in the void, and said, "Let you wait a long time."

The words of red clothing disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't make a blink of an eye, immediately before him.

The phoenix gripped in vain, and the maple leaves became swords all over the sky.

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