Marquis of Grand Xia

The red luan king is in the Sun and Moon Lake, the water and the sky are connected to the sky, and the clouds are steaming around. Now the Phoenix Demon is fighting, and the sword is about life and death.

In the Huxin Pavilion, the red clothing sits quietly, eyes closed slightly, the breath of the whole body circulates, a sword of ink is traversed in front of him, the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the peak is absolutely relaxed.

Outside the Sun and Moon Lake, the powerful emerged, and each one was above the Great Consummation, with a strong breath that covered the sky.

The war will start, the air pressure on the lake will sink, and the ripples on the lake surface will spread and spread beyond a hundred feet.

In the void, five unusually powerful breaths appeared, and five of the strongest in the world appeared to watch the battle.

On the other side, the Red Luan King also appeared in the battle, and her beautiful eyes looked at the figure of the red dress in the heart of the lake, and her face was condensed.

Waiting for a long time, in the distance, the wind suddenly sounded, a black figure stepped forward, the sword was introverted, there was no warrior's breath, only a pair of deep eyes, how strong.

"finally come"

In the void, the main building of Xiaoyue smiled, and a silver-grey robe with a large cloak hunted in the wind.

Not far away, the eyes of the ink master flashed, and he also wanted to see, to what extent was the elder Jiu Jiu strong?

"Sister Hongluan hurry up" outside Sun Moon Lake, Yin'er pulled the red luan bear and watched the summit battle.

In the eyes of everyone, the black man walked over and stepped on the lake. In an instant, the calm Sun and Moon Lake finally changed, and the huge waves rolled over, making it difficult for the sword to be extremely powerful.

"Sorry for the waitting"

The demon opened his mouth, waved his hand, the blue light bloomed, and it was shocking.

Inside the pavilion, the red dress stood up, and the sword was surging around the body. On the lake, the huge waves separated and the sword road appeared.

"Please"

The words fell, the two started the war, and the two disappeared instantly, and the blades collided.

After the war, the waves on the Sun and Moon Lake were soaring, and in the light of the water, one black and one red figure were continuously intertwined, and the sword peaked to reproduce the stunning style.

There were no trial moves, no mercy, and after the war, it was extremely hot.

Two people with different faces, one sword of the same origin, one combat power to the peak of life, the torrent of the sword, the sun and the moon, the entire sun and moon lake, the world of police swords, the sword is surging, the mountain is breaking sea.

Outside of the battle, everyone watched the battle, and their faces were shocked. It was the supreme human supremacy of the Great Consummation, all shocked by the coercion on the swords of the two.

"There are two people in this kind of sword"

In the void, Lord Jin Xi looked at the two figures in the battle and admired.

On the other side, the ink master watching the war, Guanghua kept beating, and several disciples of Momen, Lao Jiu followed him for the shortest time and was also the lowest-key person.

It was only after the battle today that his disciple's strength was far beyond his imagination.

On the other side, the still-closed Skyspeakers spread their consciousness and stare at the battle.

"strange"

After a while, the Skyspeaker's eyebrows were frowned and she murmured gently. She always felt that the existence of these two people was unusual.

"Spirit, do you see anything?"

Xiaoyuelou looked at the woman aside and smiled.

"Not yet" Tianyu swayed, and answered.

"Ah"

The landlord Xiaoyue smiled faintly and said, "Since you can't see it, then concentrate on the battle. Such a sword is not common even if you step into the fairyland."

The Skyspeaker nodded and said no more.

Above the heart of the lake, the water is surging, and the battle of the twins becomes more and more intense.

Below the battle situation, one after another, a large array of recovery, the pattern disappeared, blocking the aftermath of the war.

In front of the crowd watching, Yin'er was nervous in the stable, his big eyes blinked, fearing that he would miss any moment.

The two people in the war are constantly intertwined, and they can't see the sword light clearly. The move is a curved path leading to Huang Quan.

Why do you hate so much, maybe it's the destruction of trust, or maybe it's disappointment with yourself, the murderous spirit on the demon body sword is getting stronger and stronger, one move and one, without mercy.

"Skyfall"

The sword enters the void, the sky is the sword, the sword light falls like rain, avoiding inevitable, obliterating the red clothing.

"Early Sun"

When the sword rain struck, the ink madness of the sword spread in Feng Shen's hands, a round of blood **** rising, the glory of the world, and the sword that shook the sky.

The two poles touched each other, the sky fell, the water falls wildly, the huge waves surged into the air, and the rain quickly fell.

"Phoenix, today, you will pay the most painful price for your stupidity"

The demon body wielded a sword, and the power of the sun around the body rose. Suddenly, the entire Sun and Moon Lake rose into flames, burning the sky, shocking the world.

The ink master's eyes narrowed, and the ninth son, who was unavailable, even melted the flames in the forbidden land of Feng Shui into his body.

Sky fire burns the world, refines the phoenix body, and the demon body is ruthless, to completely swallow the phoenix that has forgotten the past.

The body of the phoenix condenses, releases the phoenix fire, the blood flame rises, and resists the prestige of the sky fire.

The opposition of flames swallowed each other. In the waves of fire, the two bodies passed by again, the swords confronted each other, and then became white hot.

The phoenix stepped forward, the figure was like a fantasy, the whole body shone with red light, and the speed was fully on.

The phoenix, which is fast and fast, is approaching its limit. The blade of the sword draws bleeding flowers on the demon, one sword after another, dazzling.

The demon body wields a sword to block the move, although it has some Fengyuan, but compared with the phoenix body, the speed is slightly inferior after all.

The battle situation changed, the devil's sword turned, but the speed was abandoned, and the sword was fought, suppressing the speed with strength.

Sudden confrontation, aftershocks for thousands of times, the waterfall rises into the sky, obliterating the two.

"Sword Four, Forget the River"

In the water waves, the demon body refers to Ning Yuan, absorbing the spirit of death between the world and the earth, the water element flips, merges into the sword moves, forgets the Chuan Tiandu, and opens Huangquan Road at the beginning.

Seeing the extraordinary tricks, Fengshen Jianning Jiuyang, nine gods of Shenyang coiled into the air, illuminating the world.

At the next moment, the two moves clashed violently, blocking the formation of the battle outside the battle, the aftermath spread, sweeping all directions.

Upon seeing this, the landlord Xiaoyue stepped on, and immediately went to the bottom, blocking the front of Hongluan Heyin'er, waving with his right hand, shaking away the aftermath.

In other directions, all the human figures of the Great Consummation Realm flashed past, withdrew from Baizhang, avoiding the fierce sword light.

The red luan king girl turned her palm to block the sword light, and she refused to retreat in one step. Her eyes looked at the red dress in the battle situation. She was worried about her face and never wanted to hide it.

"Tick"

Above the lake, in the sound of the waves, a drop of blood slipped and splashed into the water, so slight that the ear could not smell.

The twins standing at the peak, holding the hand of the sword, the vermilion was dyed, and the blood flowed down the sword, and fell silently.

At the same time, within the boundary, Zhongzhou Wanxing Pass, a hundred miles away in the world, a figure of Qinghuayi stepped forward, watching the killing forbidden land created by the fate of the remote, and the calm eyes did not see any changes.

Before the forbidden ground, the girl stood still, a little dewdrops wet her long hair, and she did not know how long she had stood, maybe one day, maybe January, or maybe a year.

It didn't take long for the familiar sword breath to approach, and the girl looked back and saw the coming person, first stunned, and immediately smiled with a bright smile.

"senior"

Seeing the girl in front of the forbidden land, Prince Yan ’s calm face showed a touch of gentleness and said, “Why not here, I did n’t go to heaven and earth to find him”

"I want to help him pull out this sword." Aman looked back at the forbidden ground and said softly.

Prince Yan stopped and looked at the broken stone sword floating in the forbidden area. After a while, he calmly said, "Will the king enter the caries, will you go together?"

"I want to go, I'm afraid to drag down my seniors," Ah Man said honestly.

"Ah"

Prince Yan chuckled and said, "No harm, let's go"

A Man smiled happily, stepped forward to help him carry the sword frame, and followed.

Zhuxian forbidden land, sword light vertical and horizontal, covering the sky and covering the sun, the terrible forbidden land formed by the strength of the earth's veins is unmatched.

In the past, in order to resist the invasion of Tianfu, Zhiming used the Zhuxian sword to turn out of the forbidden area, slaughtered 30% of Tianfu's army and several great perfect human supremacy, blood stained Wanxingguan.

However, after the forbidden land was formed, Zhu Xianjian could no longer be pulled out, and Wanxing Pass had also become a Jedi that traversed the north and south of Zhongzhou, and no one dared to approach half a step.

Today, the legend is entrusted by the commander, and appears in the forbidden land, Rongzhu fairy sword.

In the forbidden place where the sun is hard to shine, the green and red swords flew out and turned into a sword flow to protect beside Aman. In front of him, Prince Yan stepped forward step by step, touching each other.

The contemporary legend of Daxia, the legend of the swordsman of the Eastern Territory, reappears in the ancient swordsmanship, the invincible sword spirit, this moment is actually the sword of the hindered king, and he ca n’t move forward.

In the center of the forbidden land, a piece of non-gold and non-jade broken stone was borrowed on the ground, and the atmosphere of terror surged and the power continued to increase.

Zhu Xianjian, the fierce sword of the three famous ancients, has guarded the East Immortal Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, and there are countless undead under the sword.

However, with the collapse of the Four Immortals, the Zhuxian sword was also severely damaged, and the blade was broken, and there were countless cracks.

However, even with this, the power of the fierce sword is still unstoppable by manpower, and the sword is forbidden, burying the army, the name of the immortal, and hegemony.

Wang Jian, the fierce sword, met face to face today, the king among the swords step by step, handsome eyebrows, young face calm and waveless, the sword spirit spread all over the body, the endless endless, and the ancient fierce sword.

The king held the sword, and the sound of Zhu Xian breathed.

"Aman" Prince Yan said.

Aman heard the words, and he knew what he wanted. He stepped forward to put down the sword rack, and immediately withdrew a few steps.

Prince Yan waved his hand, and the Zhuxian sword flew into the gantry. In an instant, the four swords mingled together, swelling together, and blocked the Zhuxian fierce sword.

The fierce sword ceased, and in the forbidden land, the dark sword intention quickly converged, the killing gas dissipated, and after a few years, returned to calm.

Prince Yan glanced at the green coffin not far away ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thinking about it, waved his hand, put it away, and immediately walked out of the forbidden area.

Aman stepped over the sword rack and followed.

"Senior, has he found a way to recover from death?" Aman asked.

"No" Prince Yan replied.

"Sister Liming has an accident," Aman's emotions became a little low.

"I already know"

Prince Yan nodded and said, when the West Immortal Realm said goodbye, although the demon body said nothing, he could not see a trace of the emotion of the past from his eyes.

Ning Chen has great feelings, unless he suffers irreparable blows, otherwise, it is impossible to completely abandon the emotions of the world and fall into the magic path.

"I want to find him," Aman said softly.

"Let's go to the hometown of West Buddha first with Ben Wang to understand some things." Prince Yan calmly said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ friends, you can search "", you can find this site in the first time.