Marquis of Grand Xia

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The crape myrtle field, between the three gods and the sun, over the mainland of the land, the halls of the temple walked out, looking at the changing starry sky, all with emotion.

I thought that after the demon palace was destroyed, the world could be restored to peace. Unexpectedly, a larger disaster would come later, and the hundreds of people will be in chaos and the world will be in chaos.

"That's the difference"

Before the **** banned, Yi Xuanmiao lifted his hand to take off the mask of bad looks on his face, looked at the temples, and said calmly.

In today's situation, Yanlu, the prefecture, is no longer suitable for reappearing in the world, and they need to go back to their own path.

"There will be a period"

One by one, Yan Luo took off his mask, revealed a familiar face, said goodbye to each other, and immediately left in different directions.

"Mrs. Twilight"

Yin'er looked at the woman beside her, her face blank, and said, "Where are we going?"

"Find your master"

Mu Chengxue calmly responded, looking towards the inward direction, and said.

At the same time, on the Shenji Peak, the red maple was floating, the sky was red, and Aman, who had been kneeling for three years, slowly stood up. At this moment, nine days above, the blood clouds gathered, and the world-wide catastrophe came, testing the warrior.

A Man looked at the sky and held his left hand. In front of him, Zi Xiao's sword trembled. After a while, Zi Xiao came out of the sheath, and Xiaguang soared into the sky.

The heart of Linglong, the sword of Linglong, faced with the first disaster in the world, the sword breath filled, without fear.

"this is?"

At this moment, all parties in the starry sky, a strong fourth-echelon alien, felt that they were looking towards the direction of Shenji Peak.

The fourth realm is the breath of humanity.

Is there a fourth realm among the human races?

Jinxi City, Xiaoyue, Chang'an, second floor, the owner of Xiaoyue, who was struck by silver and gray, stood in front of the window, looking at the distant Shenji Peak, and the color of emotion flashed in his eyes.

God machine, your successor did not disappoint you, you can rest assured above nine days.

A hundred years ago, the commander of the realm opened the ancient battlefield from the realm, and the origins of heaven and earth were supplemented. One hundred years later, the first person who entered the fourth realm was actually a person in the realm. It's really impressive.

This kind of cause and effect, Zhiminghou's original efforts, can also be rewarded.

In the realm, the land of China, and the mountains that stretch thousands of miles, the figure of the plain clothes re-raising the sword is completely isolated from the world, returning to the world, and experiencing the original of the sword.

The autumn wind is bleak, the fallen leaves are colorful, and among the falling autumn leaves, the undressed sword dances like a pinnacle, and the graceful wandering dragon, the sword whispers and the sound is shocking.

In the first year, he stabbed and stabbed, and it was a simple one, with a lot of effort.

The fallen leaves in the sky were cut by the blade of the sword, without any mud or water. The simple sword was simple and plain, without any impurities.

Unloading the heavy burden, the sword returns to the beginning. The pure sword looks no different from the ordinary martial arts.

Day by day, regardless of day and night, the plain clothes in the wind seem to tirelessly wield the sword in their hands.

The sword rang, one by one, it was longing, nostalgia, and it was the gratitude to raise the sword again.

In front of the big waterfall, Prince Yan quietly looked at the dancing sword in front of him, and there was a trace of unrecognizable comfort flashing deep in his eyes.

One hundred years ago, Daxia was in danger. The young man raised his sword in order to protect Daxia. Although the sword progressed rapidly, it was too heavy and mottled.

A hundred years later, hundreds of people are in trouble, and the young boy in the past has grown up. However, the world is no longer a boy.

Shenzhou, still the original Shenzhou, but now it needs a stronger guardian.

If he wants to continue to protect the people he cherishes, his sword must be strong enough to reach the kings and emperors of the hundreds.

However, before that, he must learn to lay down and put down all the burdens.

From autumn to winter, with heavy snow, the waterfall gradually freezes and hangs upside down like a mirror.

In front of the waterfall, snowflakes flew, and the sword of the swordsman added three points of fierceness, the figure was like a fantasy, and the sword was like frost.

The sword that dances in the sky, crosses in the heavy snow, the sword enters the waterfall, cuts a smooth fracture, this year, learns the sword to the point, moves ordinary.

In the second year, Spring and Autumn passed away, the sword qi rose, and the sound of the sword in the world, like a thunder, made people tremble.

As soon as the bird flew into the forest, he flew into the sky immediately after being frightened. The astonishing sword sound became more and more harsh.

In the winter of the next year, the sound of the sword gradually stopped, and the winter thunder stopped, and the birds and beasts returned home.

The third year……

fourth year……

Year by year, time passes so fast, the sword in the swordman's hand is getting faster and faster, and gradually, it is indistinct and unclear.

In the tenth year, the swordman's figure gradually slowed down, and his sword intention also converged for the most part. The swords were impermanent, and he seemed to have forgotten what he had learned in ten years.

In front of the Great Falls, in the sword frame beside Prince Yan, the green sword trembled, and felt the sword of the swordsman in front.

Feeling the breath of the green sword, Prince Yan's eyes looked away and calmly said, "Wait, it's not time yet."

Qing Jian heard the words, Jian Ming gradually stopped, restoring calm.

In the thirteenth year, the destiny was all around, and the sword moved silently. Although the sword moved, it seemed to be hidden in the world. There was no movement except the sound of the waterfall and the roar of birds and beasts.

This year, the Qing Jian mingled again, but was once again depressed by Prince Yan.

In the fifteenth year, when everything is in spring, everything is unraveled, and the waterfall falls and is deafening.

I was shocked to see that Su Yi was passing by, a sword was being swept over, the waterfall fell against the current, and went straight for nine days.

This year, the swordsman was all around, the swords breathed, and the swordsman's heart was locked, but the swordsman still could not hear.

In the eighteenth year, three years later, the sword breath permeated the entire mountain and river. The swordsman seemed to feel the slightest. When dancing the sword, there was always a daze in the eyes, inaudible, and unknown.

Not far away, there was a color on Prince Yan ’s face gradually. A hundred years ago, he could n’t hear the sword breath because his heart was too chaotic. Now, this opportunity is again in front of him. Self-made.

One year, two years, since this year, the daze on Ning Chen's face has grown thicker and deeper, forgetting the past, sinking into the sword, and drunk on the sword.

Unknowingly, it was another five years. In the twenty-third year, the green mountains have been changed. Between the mountains and rivers, the beasts are rushing, and they often come and go.

However, the Great Falls did not dare to be approached by any fierce beasts. The sword breath that filled the sky and the earth became stronger and stronger, like a natural barrier, blocking all the beasts from thousands of feet.

"Ten Years"

Prince Yan looked at the sword breathing around the former, and his eyes became more and more heavy. From the fifteenth year onwards, he could already feel a hint of sword breath. After ten years, he still could not really hear clearly.

Compared with Ah Man, his qualifications are indeed quite different, but this is his only chance. Once he misses it, these twenty-five years of hard work will be completely in vain.

In practice, he lacks too many talents, and the only thing he is good at is the sword. If the sword is the way to go, he can't go to the extreme. Then in the fourth realm in the future, he will have no chance to enter.

In the winter of the twenty-eighth year, before the Great Falls, Su Yi's figure gradually stopped, looking at the waterfall ahead, and one stop was the entire winter.

Not far away, Prince Yan quietly looked at the young man in front of her, and sighed softly in her heart. After all, martial arts and swordsmanship were indispensable. After 13 years, it was too long.

In the distance, the squeak of the wheelchair over the dead branches sounded, and in the drifting snow, a bright-eyed girl appeared, sitting in the wheelchair, but the look was calm and serene, like a goddess, not like a red dust woman.

Next to the girl, a white figure followed quietly, with a beautiful face, a scholar-like appearance, and a restrained breath, which made people feel no breath of martial arts.

In front of the big waterfall, Prince Yan felt the two people coming from afar, looked away, calmly said, "Wait."

"Twenty-eight years, and now the Bai people are in chaos, the world needs the power of the gentleman to deter the Bai people, and he hopes that the overall situation will be important."

On the wheelchair, the peacock looked at the king in front and said.

"Wait"

Prince Yan was unmoved and said again.

Peacock heard the words, Liu Mei frowned lightly, and said, "Sir, twenty-eight years later, you should be clear in your heart that this matter has already become a foregone conclusion. Please also make a decision early."

"Ben Wang said, wait a minute!"

In front of the big waterfall, Prince Yan swept coldly in his eyes, and said coldly.

The king was angry, the wind and snow suddenly stagnate, and the whole world was instantly still, like an ice.

After a while, the wind and snow drifted away again, and the world was restored as before, as if nothing had happened.

Beside the wheelchair, the son Xiaobai's expression slightly condensed, reaching for the peacock's shoulder, preventing him from continuing to speak.

"Brother Yan, how long will it take?"

Young Master Xiaobai looked at the king in front and asked Zheng Sei.

Prince Yan looked away, looking at the young figure in front of the Great Falls. After a long time, there was a touch of emotion in his eyes, saying, "Three months."

"it is good"

The son Xiaobai nodded and said, "Then we will wait another three months."

In the wheelchair, the peacock also looked away, staring quietly at the figure in front of the waterfall. There was no prejudice or abnormality in the beautiful eyes.

This person, she already knows enough, with the help of mortal resources to break the one-by-one obstacle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ standing on the pinnacle of human martial arts, such a will, few people can really reach.

She gave him enough respect, but this does not mean that she recognized him.

Talent, effort, and achievements are often unequal, and if he does not enter the fourth realm, he is not qualified to stand in the chaotic world of this hundred people. Although cruel, this is reality.

In front of the waterfall, Master Xiaobai stepped forward step by step, stood beside the king, gazed at the front, and said, "Is this person so important to you?"

Prince Yan did not speak, however, the silent attitude has already shown everything.

"Brother Yan, you should know that nowadays, hundreds of people are in chaos, and the strong come out in large numbers. Every time you delay, the disaster will become more serious. Compared with the world, the gains and losses of one person, sometimes, it is really no longer important." Gongzi Xiao White is right.

Prince Yan looked back, looked at the people around him, and said calmly, "How is the world, this king does not know, the reason why this king promised to help you is because you helped the world, but there are exceptions to everything. Man is the exception. Compared to him, the safety of the world is not worth mentioning! "

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