Marquis of Grand Xia

Yin Guizong, the phoenix came down, the murderous was engulfed, a phoenix surging, reflecting the sunrise, burning the entire sky into blood.

Trapped in the fairy, the red light is vertical and horizontal, blocking hundreds of miles, leaving no escape route.

In the Yin Guizong Sanctuary, the Yin Gui Sect Master opened his eyes and got up and walked to the temple, looking at the figure in red from a distance, and the beautiful eyes like autumn water flashed a little ripples.

"Is he the one that Danji took away?" Sect Master Yin Gui said.

"Return to Master, it's him," Yin Guigui said.

"Do you know who he is?" Sect Master Yin Gui sneered.

"The disciples don't know" Yin Gui Gui shook her head.

"Momen Ninth Son"

The voice of Sect Master Yin Gui said coldly.

Yin Gui's saint was shocked, her eyes full of incredible colors.

Before Yin Guizong, the seven heavenly goddesses came out together, and seven kinds of spiritual weapons such as pipa, guqin, and long sword each showed their powers, and they joined hands to stop the invading people.

"Retreat"

Ning Chen's expression was cold, and Tai Shi appeared in the right hand. A sword was slashed, without a sword. The seven swordsmen flew.

"Uh"

The result of no suspense, the absolute gap in strength, just a sword, the seven heavenly women snorted together and flew out with blood.

Ning Chen walked past without looking at the seven people, and walked toward the Yingui Temple step by step.

In front of the temple, Yin Gui's patriarch Lian stepped, as if shocked, with a sullen breath on his palm, patting the person in front.

Ning Chen stepped forward, the figure swept out, and the sword opened the heavenly gate.

Ji Wuyao, sharp and unparalleled, Jianguang cut the red powder breath, with a bang, Zhen Fei in front of the woman.

Sect Master Yin Gui stepped back a few steps, the blood was dripping on his fair-white arm like white jade, dyed red gauze dress.

"The ninth son of Momen, Wuyin Guizong and you have no life or death enemies, so why kill them all?"

Sect Master Yin Gui looked at the young man in red in front and stared.

Ning Chen didn't say a word, too early in his right hand, blue and bright, a powerful and abnormal sword pressure spread out, and the killing opportunities were more prosperous.

Sect Master Yin Gui's expression sank, and anger flashed on the face that charmed sentient beings.

The pink powder is hazy and affects people. The secret method of Yin Gui Sect and the technique of enchantment are not in the body of Zhiming.

"Sword Technique, Nothing"

Ning Chen brandished his sword, nothing surprising, however, the sword light passed, the might was swept away by the world, the flamboyant red powder was difficult to stop, and was swallowed up.

Yin Gui Sect Master blocked the move, snorted, and then retreated a few steps.

The unspeakable difference is that you are the master of a family, you are the most beautiful, and you are the real powerhouse on the famous side. At this moment, it seems so small, and even small is involuntarily life.

"Sword Technique, Extreme Sky"

When Taishi moved again, Nine days changed, Ning Chen swept all over him, the ultimate sword prestige swept away, the world suddenly changed color, a hundred miles of empty space became the realm of the sword, a sword passed, the sky burst apart.

The appearance of Sect Master Yin Gui changed drastically, and the face of Qingguo Qingcheng also showed the color of fear. A true element was raised to the limit, blocking the sword from the sky.

"Uh"

With a sorrowful sigh, Jian Guang passed through the body and brought out a cascading blood flower.

The beauty of the red face, the gorgeous pink skull, before the absolute power, can't change his destiny after all, and the blood on the ground is so dazzling and so beautiful.

Suffering from serious injuries, Sect Master Yin Gui's knees fell involuntarily and coughed hard.

"Son, please be merciful, my guizong is willing to submit"

Yin Gui Gui Sheng Nu rushed over, but also knelt down, panic.

"no need"

Ning Chen's eyes swept the Danfang not far away, and said, "I have said that after today, Yin Guizong will be removed from the world forever, you will be buried with Murong."

When the words fell, Ning Chen's hand crossed in the beginning, and an indescribable sword pressure spread sharply. The sword dazzled and illuminated the world.

Feeling the horrible sword pressure swaying on the former, Yin Gui Sect Master's eyes shrunk fiercely, supporting his severely wounded body, and turned his palm to shoot out, trying to stop the sword from coming out.

However, it was too late.

The horrible sword was pressed down, and all the sword lights came out of the air, swaying their palms, and the power was very high.

"Six ways fall together, there are thousands of demons, the sword is too high"

Step by step, in nine days, Wan Jian accompanied him, covering the sky and covering the sun, and converging into a terrifying sword storm, just like the end of reincarnation, the world is sad.

"The End of the Holocaust"

The catastrophe is now manifested, and Wan Jian is tumbling down, the sky is sinking, the earth is ruining, Yin Guizong is hundreds of miles away, the sword light destroys everything, and the big cracks appear, the dust waves rush, and the bottom is not bottomed out.

With a bang, several halls of Yin Guizong collapsed and became history completely.

The blood flowed through the cracks, the aura of the collapsed magic weapon gradually dissipated, and the enchanting red face also turned into a skeleton. This hatred of life and death ended in destruction.

On the sky, Ning Chen's figure fell slowly, with a right hand, not far away, trapped the fairy sword and flew back, the red light of the sky dissipated, and the blocked world returned to its original state.

"Their residual power is yours," Ning Chen said lightly.

"Thank you Master"

The great demons flew out of the Zhenhun stream, dispersed the parties, and began to devour the original power of the remaining females of Yin Guizong.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the demons flew back and submerged into the Soul Calm Stream again.

Ning Chen stepped out of Yin Guizong. After a hundred steps, he looked back, cut off with a sword, and the earth rumbled and engulfed all the corpses on the ground.

There were many hatreds in life, and all the grudges after the death were wiped out. This sword is the last respect for the dead.

Shortly after Ning Chen left, four figures descended from the sky at the Yin Guizong site, dressed as a scholar, dressed as a scholar, and holding a folding fan.

"I'm late"

Qi Wenzhu looked at Yin Guizong, who was completely destroyed below, coldly.

"Who the **** is this terrible strength? We rushed as soon as we received the news, but we still couldn't make it."

Aside, a make-up pavilion was too condensed.

"It is the ninth son of Momen"

Qi Wenzhu looked at the still unbroken sword between the world and said.

The other three heard the words and looked shocked. Was it the young man who slaughtered the ancient battlefield?

"Wu Kui, what should I do?" Taitian Ning, who had previously spoken, asked.

Qi Wenzhu was silent. After a while, he slowly said, "If you can chase him to Bu Tiange, it's best to dispose of it. If you can't, you will kill."

The three nodded, and one of the women in Tsing Yi stared, "Qi Feiyin's death was probably caused by this son. It is best to bring him back alive to give the lord an account."

"Opportunity"

Qi Wenzhu looked down seriously and said sincerely, "You have to be careful, don't underestimate the enemy, this child's strength is extraordinary, even if you join forces, you can't take advantage of it. Opportunity to recover

"We understand," the three answered in a condensed voice.

After the discussion was over, the four set off and hurried away in the direction of Jian Qi and Feng Huo.

Hundreds of miles away, Ning Chen walked alone, unaware of the danger. Suddenly, his eyes condensed and looked back.

"Xiongtai, please stay"

In the back of the voice, four people appeared, speaking for Qi Wenzhu.

"It's you?"

Seeing the former, Ning Chen's eyes squinted slightly, and Bu Tiange Wu Kui, did not expect to meet again so soon.

"Ning Brothers, where is this going, it is better to go to Wubu Tiange and tell a story. After the First World War, there is still no time to invite Xiongtai to come and be a guest," said Qi Wenzhu.

"No need, I still have something to worry about," Ning Chen said calmly.

"Meeting is destiny, why should Ning Brother refuse to be thousands of miles away, here is not far from Wubu Tiange, a drink will not delay Ning Brother too much time," Qi Wenzhu said sincerely.

"Ming people don't tell secret words, if you have nothing else, you will leave first"

Reluctant to say more, Ning Chen said indifferently and turned to go.

"Is Yin Guizong destroyed by Your Excellency?" Qi Wenzhu's face also sank and he said.

"Yes" Ning Chen responded.

"Qi Feiyin, was it killed by your Excellency?" Qi Wenzhu asked coldly.

"Yes" Ning Chen replied again.

"Your Excellency really refuses to refute a sentence" Qi Wenzhu sneered coldly.

"I did what I need to refute" Ning Chen said lightly.

"In that case, no need to say, kill!"

At the order of three orders, Bu Tian three starters were in control, and they were as powerful as Wang Yang.

With the preparation of the joint effort, the effort was full of effort, and there was no mercy.

Ning Chen stared, stepped, and looked like a phantom, avoiding the first wave of attacks, just about to return, and behind him, the folding fan crossed, like a magic soldier, sharp and abnormal.

"Ok?"

Ning Chen folded his body, avoided the attack again, and missed the sword. The power of Bu Tian San Zun arrived again.

The tacit cooperation, without flaws, is as strong as destiny, and for a time it falls into disrepair.

Ning Chen walked around, avoiding attacks again and again, his face getting colder and colder.

"I'm not looking for you. Instead, you come to the door first, then leave your life."

The phoenix manifests, the green tripod appears, and it suddenly blocks the three palms. In a moment, Ning Chen's hands, Taishi is at the front, the sword is surging, and the sword is open to the sky.

Seeing this, Qi Wenzhu's appearance changed slightly, his figure flashed in front of him, and the white light rose on the folding fan, blocking the sword light.

With a bang, the sword light dissipated, and Qi Wenzhu also stepped back half a step ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was a flurry of blood.

"Jinghai Cangliu"

Qi Wenzhu dared not delay any further, Qi Wenzhu dared to procrastinate, and the storm surged behind him. Suddenly, the waves shone, and the majestic power swept out, pressing against the person in front.

"Sword Technique, Liaoyuan"

The surging waves, the phoenix rising, Ning Chen sword out, burning the world, two diametrically opposed forces collide, the indescribable aftermath of terror swayed, the wasteland instantly changed the landform, and scorched the earth.

"Uh"

With a muffled sound, Qi Wenzhu stepped back a few steps in the aftermath, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the water and fire decided slightly.

On the other side, Bu Tian San Zun was affected by the same, stepped back and forth, barely stabilized his body.

"Tiantian Pavilion in your mouth, I will go, but after sending you on the road"

In the mist of the sky, Ning Chen walked out and looked at the four people in front of him with a cold expression.