Marquis of Grand Xia

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The land of China, the evil disaster is coming, the sky above the deserted city, the land of the sword of the former deserted city, nowadays, the peak of the contemporary deserted city sword reproduces the stunning sword of the sermon, the majestic endless sword, cuts the boundaries of the realm, shock world.

At the end of a sword, there is no regrets, nowhere near, the dazzling golden sword light, chopped down, an extremely bright sword, reaching the pinnacle of the world's kendo.

Splashing blood, misty sky, gray man's chest, a scary sword mark appeared, bones can be seen deeply, terrifying abnormal.

"Uh"

The figure that flew out bumped into mountains and rivers, the rocks cracked, the boulders fell like rain, and they hit huge pits.

After a sword, in the void, the white figure was unable to fall, looking at the last glance at the end of life, no regrets, no regrets.

"Sword Two"

In the distance, Ning Chen swept away quickly, his eyes shrunk fiercely, his figure flashed over, catching the sword falling from the sky, his body shivered involuntarily.

"You're back"

Feeling the familiar breath around him, Jian Er's gradually lost eyes flashed with relief, and when he came back, he was relieved.

"Guard your heart, don't talk"

Ning Chen's body was trembling constantly, and the scroll of life was running, forcing into the former body to prolong his life.

"Useless"

For a moment, Jian Er's weak face flashed a tired look, said.

"Don't talk, don't give up, we have come over so much suffering, and it will be fine."

Ning Chen drank with a trembling voice, and his body continued to improve. Suddenly, between heaven and earth, the wind and snow were violent, and the terrible snow and whirlpools filled the entire sky of China, shaking the earth and shaking the stars.

"Fate, you hear me finish."

Jian Er reluctantly raised his hand, grabbed the arm of the former, exhausted his last strength, and urged, "Swords of Master and Brother, I can't go on ... Cheng Xue doesn't use the sword to repair the sword, and can't take the road of the desert city, But you are different ... Although you are not a disciple of the Abandoned City, but you also learned the sword from the Master, your sword is not weaker than anyone ... Therefore, in the future, the glory of the Abandoned City can only be guarded by you. "

"Stop talking ..."

Ning Chen felt a terrible pain in his heart, and the pain was breathless. The true qi that penetrated into the former body continued to spill out. The swordsman who had already ran out of the lamp was hard to accommodate any power.

"Fate, your sword should not be dusty."

In the soft murmur, the sword was around for two weeks, and an inexplicable sword rose, rising into the body of people around it.

In the end, this is the only thing he can do for him.

The arm that was unable to fall was stained with blood, and the swordman stayed in soul. From then on, he would always guard this piece of pure land until he died ...

"what!"

The void, the short silence, and immediately, a loud palpitating laughter sounded, the sound was like a thunder and lightning flash, the violent wind and snow rushed for nine days, and in an instant, the world changed, and thunder passed through Kyushu.

In the mountains and rivers collided in the distance, the blood-stained old man in gray clothes rose into the air, the horrible sword wound on his chest was so terrifying, the blood continued to drip and stained red.

The strongest of the four realms, the realm of legends, was also hit hard in the peak fighting sword on the contemporary sword of the Aral City.

The myth of the barren city lasts for a hundred years. Before and after a hundred years, the glory is insulting.

"You, sin should die."

The old man in the grey coat was raging with fierce face, and his figure flew across, a demon madness surged, three horror shadows appeared, and the demon qi gathered together, and the fist hit the two people in the snow.

In the violent wind and snow, the figure of Su Yi walked out, his white hair danced wildly, his eyes turned black instantly, and his eyes were like an abyss.

At this moment, above nine days, the dark clouds gathered sharply, and a heavy thunder fell suddenly. The terrifying power of abnormality, with a shocking power of destruction, came to the world.

The most tragic and frustrated, the most magical and unrelenting, the moment when the twins merge, the real situation is tumbling down, the majestic power, beyond cognition, let people feel the fear of deep into the bone marrow.

With a slap in the face, the fist of the devil was greeted, and the earth-shattering collision sounded. The two of them were surrounded by wild waves, and a large space crashed.

At the next moment, the thunder came and annihilated the two.

Tianwei exterminated the demon, and the two people in the robbery were immediately affected by the robbery, and each of them withdrew several steps.

"Not good"

Among the thunders, the old man in grey changed his face and turned his palm to block a heavy thunder. However, with each block, the thunder's might became stronger, endless and shocking.

"Boom"

Above nine days, the sky thunder fell again, and the thundering thunder sky suddenly turned red, and the momentum rose endlessly, ruining the world.

"Abi Hell Palace"

Ning Chen sipped, the ghost palace reappeared, turned into a barrier to block his own robbery, stepped on, a wind and snow swept through, and swept forward quickly.

Below the thunder, the old man in grey was in a state of embarrassment and he was unable to respond, and the figure of plain clothes had reached his front.

"Twelve Lingxi, Qingtian Waterfall."

Close at hand, the palm was added to the body, and a palm was printed on the old man's heart. In an instant, the wind and snow hit the sky, and the incomparable force poured into the body of the latter, destroying the bones of the warrior.

"Uh"

There was a mumble, the corner of the mouth was red, and the old man in grey clothes stepped back and forth, and the Heaven Tribulation disturbed him.

"Boom!"

The real disaster is endless, and in nine days, the **** robbery changes again. The robbery changes from blood red to black, and the heavy breath makes the breathlessness of depression.

In the dark world, thunder comes to the world, destroys the prestige of all beings, tears the world, and comes to the world.

The old man in the gray coat changed his face drastically, his palms raised, and he thwarted the thunderstorm. In a shock of earth-shattering, the thunder penetrated the protection of the magic energy and fell to his body.

The sky was furious, the gods and demons were mourning, the old man in gray was sighing in pain, and the whole body was bloody, so it was hard to bear the destruction of Lei Wei.

On the other side, the black thunder came, and Abi Hell Palace wailed constantly. Just before the ghost palace was about to collapse, a broken green tripod appeared, blocking the extreme thunder.

Underneath, Ning Chen condensed a body again, with six volumes of reminders, and the mighty martial arts was as bright as a ray of destruction and creation. The figure passed by, the palm reappeared, and it was suddenly printed on the old man's chest.

"Uh"

He was hit hard again, blood stained the night sky, the old man in gray retreated and retreated, and his body was really chaotic and abnormal. For the first time in endless years, he felt so close to death.

On Ning Chen's head, Xian Ding resisted the heavy catastrophe, his white hair flew, his eyes looked like an abyss, a madness-like expression, which made people shudder.

In a blink of an eye, Su Yi's figure disappeared again, and the bombardment of one punch after another fell on the old man, hating the destiny of the fire, for the hatred of the best friend, to lay down the demon, and take the demon as the leader, and kill.

Heavy fist added body, blood splattered, the old man in gray clothes took the punch from one punch to the next, and retreated under his feet.

At this moment, outside the five domains, all the shadows were swept away, and the atmosphere was horrible. Everyone was not under the gray-clothed old man, and his eyes looked east, showing a strange color.

There is even such a strong man in the world. Although there is help from the Heavenly Tribulation, but the world can completely suppress the fourth realm, except for the existence of the king level, this son is the first person.

"Have you helped?"

A strange man with long green hair asked.

Among the five men, the man in Ziyi shook his head and said, "Tianwei is not blasphemy, we will only catch on fire now, not worth it."

"But, if you go on like this, Li Tu is likely to die in the hands of the young man." The green-haired man said coldly.

The man in Ziyi looked quietly at the front. After a while, he said lightly, "Then wait for the young man's heavenly disaster to end, send him a ride and be buried with Li Tu."

Just when the two were talking, above the Divine Land, the night sky annihilated by the black thunder, the gray-clothed old man, the wounds were getting heavier, the sky-triggered body, the heavy fist bombardment, the manpower and the Tianwei, so that the powerful fourth realm was embarrassed Unbearable.

In the Heaven Tribulation, the young people in plain clothes are all around, with a heavy sword rising, although it is very weak, it is actually manifested.

Before his death, the last sword of the deserted city injected a sword bone, sword intention, sword breath, and sword sense into the life of the destiny, and continued the hope for the desert city myth.

"Nine days to pick the stars, final form, styleless"

Stepped out, and immediately before him, the palm of one's strength was condensed, and the bang was printed on the old man's air. In a flash, the thunder came and completely engulfed the two.

The figure falling into the sky fell down on the ground, and under the thunder, the plain clothes stood in the sky, but the mad killing intention was not reduced, and the figure swept out and galloped down.

One foot collapsed, the earth in ten directions fell in response, the fourth step on the foot stepped, blood spewed out of the mouth, unbelievable.

The shattered martial bones were pierced through the skin and transformed into the demon's destiny. The eyes were full of cruel killing opportunities, adding three more forces at the foot, stepping on the final dignity of the fourth realm.

"enough!"

Outside of China, in the five fourth realms, the green-haired man could no longer look down, stepped out, and hurried towards the front.

Behind, the purple-eyed man's eyes narrowed slightly, without saying much, the figure flashed and disappeared from the place.

Seeing the action of the two, the remaining three strong players in the fourth realm ignored it and immediately set off to follow.

The five fourth realms were approaching. Above the Divine Land, the earth shook violently, and countless martial artists were shocked, showing the look of despair.

"Bad guys, go away!"

The Northern Mongolian court, Mingyue in a dragon robe stood in front of the palace, looking at this catastrophic scene, looking anxiously.

"Boy, go quickly, leaving Qingshan not afraid of burning wood."

Manchao, Laoman Wang also came out, looked at the sky with a somber face, and shouted.

"Wuhou!"

Daxia Palace ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A soldier of the Dragon Guard also recovered from the shock, and was anxious.

"Want to go, hard!"

The green-haired man said in a cold voice, his hands folded, the green light filled, the prestige of the destruction of the world continued to spread, covering the entire land of China.

On the earth, Ning Chen raised his head, his icy eyes looked upward, unmoved, and added a third force to his feet. With a bang, he kicked the old man in gray into the ground completely.

Since God is going to destroy China, then go to **** together.

"Shenzhou, it's not a place where you can sow wild!"

At the time of despair of all beings, a calm and indifferent voice rang between heaven and earth, and in the distant eyes of everyone, in the distance, the cold and stern figure of a cyan royal suit came slowly, one step at a time, one step at a time.

Legends, legends, the legend of the Divine Swordsman who has disappeared for a hundred years, reproduces the red dust, the king is present, and the world is forbidden!

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