Marquis of Grand Xia

Moon star is rare, in the sword pavilion, in the inconspicuous small courtyard, Ning Chen closed his eyes and protects the law. In the room not far away, Lin Yuzhen paid full attention to healing, and wanted to restore the combat power as soon as possible.

The little gourd floats beside King Qi and helps him heal with his own strength. The young face is exhausted.

At this moment, in the small courtyard, the void scrolled, and an illusory shadow of a white dress appeared. After walking out, he immediately waved and closed the surrounding space.

"Master of the Three Pavilions?"

Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen opened his eyes and said slowly.

"Ning Gongzi, there is not much time. I came here to tell you something."

Jing Wu flawlessly looked at the person in front of him, and said quickly, "The second sister said, the sword of mortal symbiosis must not be repaired by external forces, otherwise the sword will be co-created. If you want to repair that sword, you can only use your bloodline day and night Raising a sword, one day, your sword of life will return to its original state, but how long will it take, no one knows. "

Ning Chen squinted and nodded, "Thank you, Master III, for telling me, I wonder what happened to Master II's injury?"

"Second Sister's injury is not bad, Master Ning, I can't stay longer, so I will go. In the future, if you have to deal with Second Sister, please remember that Second Sister helps you today, and be merciful."

The words fell, the net flawless figure faded away, and after a blink of an eye, it disappeared between heaven and earth.

The former left, the enclosed space was restored to its original state, Ning Chen stood still, and the glory in the eyes kept flashing, and it became more and more wrong. It seems that these two cabinet masters are invisible and hidden.

"The ugliness of the human heart is really disgusting."

"If there is good, there will be evil, so people, so are demons"

Ning Chen looked at the cabinet in the distant court and calmly said, "At least, the master of the three pavilions can remind me repeatedly that this stranger is very difficult.

"Do you have this ability?"

Mo Shen sneered and said, "Don't forget, we are still insecure ourselves, the body is not awake, and you and I may be in danger at any time"

"I will try my best to find the method of treading immortals, the tragedy of the past, I don't want it to happen again, it won't work once," Ning Chen calmly said.

"Taking the fairy road, I will help you, but your useless kindness can be collected."

The demon body said something, and the figure dispersed, and once again entered the former body.

Ning Chen was speechless. In the static courtyard, his eyes looked at the cold moon in the sky, and a little glory flashed over, and the blessings and misfortunes depended. There is a disaster.

In the room, Lin Yuzhen, who was healing day and night, had a smoother breath around her body. With the help of small gourds, she finally suppressed the injury in her body.

In three days' time, in a blink of an eye, when the moon rises and the sunset rises, in the room not far away, Lin Yuzhen walks out and breathes back to the top.

"Brother Ning, let's go," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

Ning Chen nodded before taking a few steps, and stopped again.

In front of the small courtyard, a woman in a purple dress appeared. Her beautiful face was cold and cold. The ancient sword in her hand was unscathed.

"Second Pavilion Master" Lin Yuzhen's eyes narrowed and said.

"Leave the Fengming sword, I will let you go," Shui Wuyue said indifferently.

"Sorry, I can't do it"

Lin Yuzhen responded, stepped forward, blocked in front, and said, "Brother Ning, go first, you can hand it over to the king here."

"Your Highness Beware"

Ning Chen said a few words, and continued to step forward, staggered for a moment, his footsteps slightly paused, and said softly, "Second Pavilion Master, you must also be careful"

Shui Wuyue was silent and did not answer.

Ning Chen didn't say much anymore. He stepped on, his figure flashed, and hurried toward the distant sword tower.

Shui Wuyue did not stop. After the former left, he lifted his right hand, and with a sudden sound, the sheath shone in the evening light. Suddenly, Shenyang emptied and illuminated the night.

Without a word, the battle opened in an instant, and the evening sun broke through, killing him.

Lin Yuzhen looked down, waved his sword, Feng Ming was shocked, and a sword greeted him.

With a bang, the two swords confronted each other, and the infinite airflow oscillated. The rear courtyard collapsed and fell apart.

"Sorrow in the sword"

Feeling the sound of the woman's sword in front of her, Lin Yuzhen's eyes flashed in condensate, the sword became heavier, the sword thundering and thundering, and Shenwei was shocked.

"Yinyuetianyang"

Encounter several tricks, water without the moon and condensed element, purple flame rising around the body, the sword of the sword reappears, a little blood stained red shirt, the old wounds bite back, the wounded body can't hold the power.

"Nine days of Phoenix Dance"

Extreme strokes, heaven and earth sink, Lin Yuzhen moves in the same way, flashes all over, swords dance like phoenixes, shocking is absolutely gorgeous.

With a loud noise, the two swords confronted time and time again, the water had no corners of the mouth, and blood continued to drip, and his injuries became more and more serious.

"You have a wound, it is not the opponent of this king, the second cabinet master, what is your hardship!"

Lin Yuzhen waved his sword, and the sword opened his eyes.

Shui Wuyue didn't answer, his expression was still cold, stepped out, the earth beneath him cracked, and bullied himself again.

The breath on the sword is difficult to conceal. The Qingtian Shenjian felt the sadness in the master's heart, and the sword body also mourned, with a sound, a sound.

The Huaguang of the two swords fighting, the sky and the waves, and the intertwined figure, no one has mercy, or helplessness, or suffering. However, how can they show mercy if their positions are different.

"Uh"

After a hundred strokes, among the sword Tao, there was a muffled humming sound, and Shui Wuyue continued to retreat, and on his left shoulder, the pool of blood dripped down and dripped onto the earth.

It is a hard hit, hard to develop, one hundred moves to confront, the old injuries in Shui Wuyue's body broke out completely, and a real body is chaotic and turbulent, and it bites itself.

Jian Feng leaned on the ground, blood stained with dust, Shui Wuyue staggered, and then vomited vermilion.

Lin Yuzhen waved away the dust and wave, looked at the woman in front of him, stepped forward step by step, the sword in his hand did not stop because of victory or defeat.

"Come again"

Shui Wuyue said tiredly, barely propped up, the sword trembling, obviously reaching the limit.

"To you, this king is not qualified to say anything for you once"

If the former did not admit defeat, keeping his hand is disrespectful, Lin Yuzhen's figure flashed over, and Jian Feng broke out.

Sword front approached, a flash of liberation flashed in Shui Wuyue's eyes, but he did not shy away, and greeted Fengming Excalibur with his body.

"Oh!"

Jian Feng cut through the sound of the body, so harsh, vermilion overflowed, dyed the red sword.

Shui Wuyue's eyes shrank slightly, and in front of him, a familiar shadow was standing in front of him, the sword was running through the body, blood spewed, and his eyes were fogged.

"Little sister"

Unbelievable, Shui Wuyue trembles, stepping forward to help the woman in front of him, reaching for the former's bleeding chest.

"Cough"

Jian Feng penetrated the body, hurting his heart, and he coughed violently, and the blood in his mouth continued to overflow.

"Second Sister"

Jing Wuxia called out weakly, and immediately coughed violently again, and the light gauze on her face burned vermilion, which was dazzling and abnormal.

"Why are you so stupid!"

Tears dripped in the eyes of Shui Wuyue, and the coldness in his expression could no longer be seen. Instead, it was pain and remorse. What did he persist in this life for now?

"Second Sister"

Jing Wurong's right hand slowly lifted up, covered with blood and even more reluctant.

At the next moment, the slender hands fell, silent, and a life of sorrow, sorry to finish.

Holding the warm body of the former, Shui Wuyue shivered violently, tears dripped silently in his eyes, and gradually turned into a dazzling red.

"Little sister, you will bear with me for a while, the second sister will take you out of here soon"

Shui Wuyue carefully hugged the woman in her arms and walked towards the front cabinet step by step.

In the rear, Lin Yuzhen looked at the back of the two who left, his eyes slightly dim, and his heart sighed.

The sword tower, the seventh floor, the young man in red stepped forward, casting the sword in Taichung, the star soul ups and downs, the breath on the sword waved open again and again, after recasting, the power was more powerful than before.

Ning Chen stepped forward, the blood on his right hand came out, and the drops fell, making the final quench for the star soul into a sword.

Phoenix blood stained the sword, and in an instant, on the seventh floor of the sword tower, the red light was magnificent, the sword Tao rolled, and swept through the Eight Wastelands.

Above nine days, the heavens and the earth felt, the stars scattered across the sky, blocked by the sword tower, and shone on the Excalibur.

Heaven and earth treasure, star soul iron mother, become sword tonight, the stars echo.

"The Sword of Heaven"

At the uppermost level of the sword pavilion, Mei Wuhen felt, and his eyes opened, looking at the direction of the sword tower, his face flashing cold.

Step out, want to leave, at this moment, in front of him, a hint of purple shadow appeared, all blood stained, murderous sky.

"Water has no moon!"

Seeing the coming person, Mei Wuhen's eyes were cold and he said, "You are such a bold courage to dare to show murderous intention to me"

Shui Wuyue was speechless, the figure flashed by, the evening light reflected the moon, and the sword was broken.

Mei Wuhen's eyes shrank, and his right hand waved, and the Bingmei Excalibur was out of the sheath, with a bang, blocking the evening light.

"Great Flame World, Skyfire"

Full of hatred, Shui Wuyue's shot is a move beyond the limit. The Xizhao sword blasted into the sky, circling around it, turning the top of the entire sword pavilion into a sea of ​​fire.

"Stupid, there is no water, do you not care about the flawless life and death!"

Mei Wuhen's look was cold and abnormal, and the chill broke out on the sword, freezing the world.

"Mei Wuhen, I came here to let you go with my little sister"

Hate to the extreme, exceeding the limit, the blood and tears in the eyes of the waterless moon shed, the whole body and the body climbed to the extreme again, Zi Yan broke through the shackles of frost and rushed out.

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When the wave of fire approaches, Bingmei breaks into the air, Mei Wuhen wields his sword to block the next heavy attack, with a calm look.

Clear skies, Bingmei, the two peak swords of the sword pavilion, opposed to Ge today, one yang and one yin.

"Great Flame World, Burning the World"

The world is reappearing, the sky is full of fire and waves, the fire and rain are falling, and the terrifying scene shocks people's hearts.

Familiar swordsmanship, unfamiliar power, Mei Wuhen's gaze, a step, step into the air.

"Cold Prison, Vientiane Reincarnation"

The main pavilion of the sword pavilion showed its magical skills. The sword blade swung, and the frost swept across the world, turning into a huge vortex to reveal the void.

The two consorts merged, the rumbling drama rang, ice and fire swallowed each other, the aftermath stirred, a chaotic turmoil, after a moment, the deadlock broke, the frost engulfed the sea of ​​fire, and frozen the entire world.