Marquis of Grand Xia

With the completion of the Wushuangcheng gathering, the brief stalemate suddenly turned down, and the extremely depressed atmosphere made it difficult for the entire land of China to breathe. E Novel WwánW. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

The sudden fall from the feather valley has attracted the world ’s attention for a long time, and the fool can see that this sudden outsider has obvious ambitions, and Daxia is only the biggest obstacle in front of him.

However, everyone has a heart of luck, and if the scourge does not fall on one's head, one cannot always feel the bitter pain.

Waiting and seeing is still the choice of the forces of the capital, or to wait and see Daxia and the outside world are competing, hoping for a time when the fishermen will benefit.

In Wushuangcheng, the 200,000 troops are divided into ten battalions. Each battalion has a congenital sage sitting in the town. Countless powerful people who are in the realm of heaven are the pioneers, and they embark on the road of the Western Expedition.

Taking the offensive of the Thunder and taking advantage of the absolute strong overhead power, Siji Realm is bound to win the entire summer in the shortest time.

The King of Disaster is the chief coach, sitting in the army, and is solely responsible for the battle of conquering the summer.

At this critical moment, the Daxia Army suddenly appeared with seven congenitals, barely blocking the first wave of offensive in the four poles.

Four innates from the various schools in southeastern Daxia, two from the Cijian Tiange, and the last one came from the Daxia Dragon Guard, the leader of the Dragon Guard who had survived from Yajie Mountain.

Although it was not long before the breakthrough, but at this critical moment, every congenital is extremely precious wealth.

In the first battle, the king of disaster did not show up, and Ning Chen and others did not appear. For the first time, they still have reservations, mainly to find out the opponent's bottom card.

Congenitally strong, unlike ordinary warriors, it is not so easy to kill as long as you are dedicated to your life.

After a short rest, the Four Great Army re-offensive, Jingwu Gong and Zhongyonghou did not fight hard, relying on the natural danger of the city, avoiding its sharpness and minimizing casualties.

In the ten days, Daxia's 170,000 troops retreated more than 300 miles, with more than 10,000 casualties.

The number of warriors in the four great armies is too large. The strong men who take up the realm of the sky are beyond ordinary soldiers. The Daxia army fights very hard.

Fortunately, there were innate strong men in the army, but the strong men on both sides did not dare to go too deep, so that the casualties were much less.

Knowing the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen looked at the battle report from every day, and the light in his eyes kept flashing.

The Golden Staff National Master still didn't show up, as if he had caught Da Xia's painful spot, and was not in a hurry to worry about the blood.

In this regard, Ning Chen just sneered and watched, when this old guy was anxious.

Half a month later, the King of Misfortune will return to Wushuang City for some time. However, soon after leaving the barracks, he saw a flamboyant knife across the front, sizzling.

"Holy Son, you" the look of the scourge king sank, said.

The red clothes in front of me, hunted with the wind, and the long red in the eyes, are red as blood, and the wind and dust are blocking the way, and the source of the disaster.

After the chaotic wind and dust came out, on the other side, a woman in a light-colored dress also came out. The powerful breath was surging. After several months of healing, it finally returned to its original state.

"Traitor, the last time you escaped your life, this time I'm not so lucky," Kuo Wang killed in the eyes and said.

Long Sword Yingguang, there is no nonsense, Meng Xuanji did not have any reservation as soon as he shot, Jianguang broke into the air, forced to come.

The king of the misfortune turned hard and regret, the sword palms came together, the aftermath of Ling Li spread out, the surrounding rocks suddenly cracked and rolled down, and the dust was rising.

Meng Xuanjidu showed a strong cultivation practice, with sword as the front, and the subtle moves, which made it difficult for the king of evil to prevail.

Being leveled by a person who was repaired to be far behind, the wrath of the king was hard to hide, and his whole body was ascending as much as possible. The invincible and powerful performance of the three disasters.

The spirit of the forest is so violent and shocking that Meng Xuanji's attack is controlled, but now he is clumsy.

"Long Life Disaster, Devil Tribulation Ling Tian"

The King of Misfortune lifted his palms and lifted his breath. Suddenly, the world and earth changed, and the atmosphere of the forest spreads, covering the entire sky.

At this moment, the chaotic wind dust watching from the side moved, his body turned into a stream of red streamer, and immediately before the king of evil, the streamer and blood blade turned in his hand, killing the light.

The evil king's move was blocked, and he waved his hand in response to the move, but in the thunderous rumble, the two retreated, and their mouths were vermilion.

"Holy Son, you made the Wraith King angry"

The scourge of the King of Disaster burned with anger, and when he stepped on his feet, the hundred feet of the earth burst and the earth shook, and a wave of gas continued to spread out, and the power was terrifying.

In shock, a splendid golden soldier appeared, and the sharp air caused cracks in the surrounding space, spreading hundreds of feet away.

"Golden feather feathers!"

Chaos and dust, Meng Xuanji were all struck back by the breath of the Divine Soldiers for a few steps, and they were all right.

"Traitor, Son, today you will pay the heaviest price for your stupidity"

When the king of the misfortune grasped, Jin Yuyu started, and his figure moved instantly.

Chaos Fengchen and Meng Xuanji joined forces to resist, however, but Wen Kengdi made a brittle sound, Meng Xuanji's long sword slammed in his hand, and the sword edge flew out of ten feet.

Chao Fengchen's complexion changed slightly, and the **** blood blade gleamed brightly.

"Be careful, gilt gold feathers are unreasonable, try not to fight hard" Meng Xuanji reminded.

"Yep"

The chaotic wind and dust fell, and he had only heard about it. Once we met today, we only knew that the world's first sharp soldier was really terrible.

Scourge King snorted coldly and said, "It is useless to say anything now, and stay in hell, and regret it too soon"

The words fell, and the figure of the King of Disaster swept again. The peerless soldiers, combined with the shocking cultivation, suddenly forced the two men to be in danger.

"Jiangshan drink hate, blood maple October red"

The situation was critical, and the chaotic wind and dust showed another masterpiece. The slender, **** blade of the slender blood was sublimated, the dazzling **** streamer rose, the red blood maple floated all over the sky, and the knife was bright.

The cold light of King Wang's eyes flashed, the golden light of the gilt feathers rose, and the sharp light flew out. In a moment, the red maple dissipated and the blood stained the world.

The golden light penetrated the body, and the wind and dust murmured, stepped back and forth, and the blood mist scattered all over the body.

Meng Xuan deceived him, and his hand was awe-inspiring, and forced the king to lose his heart.

"Unnecessary struggle"

The king of the mischief mocked and turned his palm to meet the trick.

The melee combat is infinitely murderous, beckoning souls, and killing life in style.

With a loud bang, Meng Xuanji squeezed her left shoulder, and her thin hand passed through the block, which was printed on the chest of the King of Disaster.

Stepping back, Meng Xuanji vomited a spit of blood and stained the ground in front of her,

On the other hand, the king of disaster, after a palm, a drop of blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. Although he was also injured, the injury was much lighter.

"One palm for another, how many palms can you resist"

Mischief sneer, no matter how subtle the moves are, there must be a cultivation base to cooperate with the foundation, otherwise, it is no different from tasteless.

In the chaotic wind and dust, Meng Xuanji's expression has all settled down, and the scourge is endless. In the future, he will bring greater disaster to the two realms, and the source of the disaster in the four polar realms will be dealt with by themselves.

The two again bullied themselves, the blood-red sword fell, and then started the battle.

The King of Disaster meets with magical soldiers, the light of the collision of swords is dazzling, and there are already dozens of confrontations between the electric light and the flint.

The streamer and blood blade are not ordinary martial arts, and the gilt feather feather is a peerless magical soldier.

Chaos and Dust try to avoid the double fronts from hitting hard and touching them away. However, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. How can an individual control it? The king of evil swings a gilt of gold feathers, sinking one trick after another, and is about to break the blood blade.

At the same time, Meng Xuanji fought close to his body, during the move, he only attacked and did not defend, a pair of slender hands, like a sickle of death, only to pull the immediate disaster into hell.

The stalemate ended with a piercing, crunchy sound. In the hands of chaotic wind and dust, the streamer and blood blade were finally unable to bear the sharpness of Jin Yu's blade, and it snapped.

The gilt entered the body, blood spewed, and a ruthless flash in the eyes of the chaotic wind and dust, holding the gilt feather, he could not let go.

Opportunity appeared, Meng Xuanji once again received a hard palm, the whole body and body gathered in slender hands, shot with a palm.

Seeing the disaster, the body exploded, the chaotic storms were rushed out in a hurry, and the soldiers blocked the move, but it was too late, but when he saw that his palms were rushing, he was staggering, and he stepped back four steps, vomiting blood. .

"Liu Jinyu"

At this moment, Meng Xuanji urged the secret method, and in the hands of the king of evil, the gilt gold feather suddenly changed, broke free of his hand, and thrust out.

The King of Misfortune didn't anticipate this sudden change. At the critical moment, the body subconsciously side by side, the next moment, the golden light passed through, bringing out a splendid blood.

"Uh"

Sorrow snorted in the mouth of the king, withdrew again a few steps, immediately stomped under his feet, and used his strength to go away.

On the other side, the seriously wounded Meng Xuanji and the chaotic wind and dust were staggering one by one, the blood in his mouth overflowed, and he wanted to catch up again, but he was still overwhelmed with strength.

"Hateful, let him run away"

Meng Xuan's eyes flashed unwillingly, and it was almost that. If the gilt gold feathers were shifted by an inch, today's battle would be successful.

The ability of the three disaster victims to judge the danger is indeed innately congenital. The situation just now, at such a short distance, the king of disasters can't escape, which is really extraordinary.

"Let's go, if you wait for someone to come, you and me will be in a bad situation." Chao Fengchen picked up the broken blade and said in a deep voice.

"Yep"

Meng Xuanji put away the gilt feathers and dragged the seriously injured body away.

One day later, the news of the king's serious injury quickly spread throughout the world, and the offensive of the Four Great Army was immediately blocked, and he dared not rush forward.

Ning Chen looked at the information coming from the palace of Zhiminghou, and his lips crossed a strange arc.

It is a pity that the King of Misfortune did not die in the hands of Meng Xuanji and Chaofeng Fengchen. However, it was not unexpected. If the strongest of the Three Disasters would die so easily, the word Triad is ridiculous.

Chaofengchen is a four-pole saint. Although his ability is unquestionable, he says that his identity is too special. He admits that he still cannot fully trust him. The reason he reminded him of killing the king was that he wanted to test his position, and the second was To stimulate another person.

This person is the Golden Staff Master.

With the ability of Chaofengfeng and Meng Xuanji to join forces, of course it is best to be able to kill the King of Disaster, even if defeated, the King of Disaster will have to pay some price.

In front of him, the King of Scourge was seriously wounded, which was to remind the Golden Staff Master that the people who stared at the King of Scourge were far more than the two of them.

In the next few days, Ning Chen did not leave the Hou Mansion and waited quietly.

Sure enough, on the fourth day, the Golden Staff Master finally couldn't bear it anymore and descended into the Hou Mansion.

"Boy, the old man is here as promised!" The Golden Staff Master masked the anxiety in his eyes and laughed.

Ning Chen smiled slightly, glanced at Liu Ruoxi not far away, and said, "If Ruoxi, serve tea"

"Yes"

Liu Ruoxi surplus Yingli, immediately stepped forward to serve tea and pour water.

"Senior Golden Staff, please," Ning Chen said.

"The martial arts prince of Daxia just enjoys and enjoys good tea." Jinzhang State Master sipped the tea and laughed.

Hearing the words of the former, Liu Ruoxi wanted to laugh, but forced to hold back.

Hou Ye is a very stingy person. He said that what kind of tea people drink, this tea is just the most common coarse tea, and it is impossible to take out guests on weekdays.

Ning Chen smiled. Master Jinzhang didn't know how to taste tea. Now he doesn't say it is coarse tea. I am afraid to give him a glass of cold water. He will also say a word.

"Ruoxi" Ning Chen said again.

As soon as Liu Ruoxi heard the words, he stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for the Master of the Golden Staff, and immediately retreated behind Hou Ye.

"Since it's good tea, Senior Jinzhang will have one more drink," Ning Chen said.

Although Jinzhang Guoji was anxious, he still drank the tea, but just put down the teacup. Seeing that the boy was still letting the girl pour the tea, he immediately said, "Boy, the tea is finished, should n’t it? Talk about the right thing "

"Senior Jinzhang, don't be anxious. Phoenix blood will eventually be senior, and no one can take it away" Ning Chen chuckled lightly.

"Huh, you kid don't want to fight haha, the old man only asks you a sentence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Are you really sure you can get rid of this evil king?" Golden Staff State Master Shen said.

"Of course, although the juniors are not talented, but as long as the seniors of Jinzhang are willing to cooperate, there is still a certain grasp." Ning Chen took the tea cup in his hand and twirled.

"Okay, as long as you have a way to force him into a mortal situation, the old man will promise to help you get rid of him, the last blood, you and me will be divided into two and eight cents," said Jinzuo Guoshi.

"Predecessors are righteous, the people of the world will certainly be grateful" Ning Chen arched.

"You don't need to say anything to compliment"

A wave of a golden sign appeared on the table with a wave of the Golden Sword Master's hand, and said, "Hold this token, as long as you pour the true energy into it, no matter where, the old man can immediately sense that it will be the shortest Time arrived "

Ning Chen looked at the sign on the table, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, Senior Jinzhang"

"There will be a period in the future, don't let the old man wait too long," the Golden Staff State Master got up and said.

"That's nature," Ning Chen replied with a slight bend in her mouth.