Marquis of Grand Xia

??? The awakening of destiny, the power of a sword, shocked everyone present, the plain clothes hunting, dancing in the wind, the most critical moment, and finally woke up.

After the Divine Tribulation, most of the remaining powerful Chinese people have closed their doors, giving the outsiders the opportunity to take advantage of it. However, Hu Luoping Pingyang is not a dog.

The killer on the sword of destiny, the cold person who made people cold, and the **** soldier who had been stained with the blood of the gods, was born again today, and the original breath has not been revealed, which has made the three present in the heart dreaded.

"Mister, do you think you can stop the three of us on your own?" On the horizon, Wu Qingman's expression calmed down and said.

"Is it difficult?"

Ning Chen raised his head, his eyes seeming to be non-smiling, seeming to be contemptuous, and seemingly to ignore.

Wu Qingman's chest was stagnant and her face was extremely ugly. There were more arrogant people. In the face of the three people who were so daring and so rampant, she saw her for the first time.

Zhao Dongyang's eyes narrowed, Daxia knew his destiny, and his name was well-deserved.

With a wave of the hand, the blazing sun opened the bow, and a line of arrows struck out, glancing directly at the person in front of you.

"Sword style, Nirvana"

Ning Chen waved his sword, and the swordsmanship became manifest, and immediately turned into a stream of swords, and the majesty of the sword, crushed and pulled out. The sword of Nirvana was reborn. Forward.

The sword was unmatched, and Zhao Dongyang and Yang Xiao were enveloped at the same time. As a last resort, they jointly blocked the Nirvana sword move.

Shuangjiao blocked the sword, but when they heard a loud noise, the two of them withdrew from the three steps, and the blood at the corner of the mouth slipped down.

One move was defeated, the two younger generation's arrogant sons were unacceptable. They could not bear the injury, and forcibly raised their true ancestors, gathered in all directions, and suddenly, the wind and the wind roared, and the city was burned. Out. <>

The wind assists the fire, the two moves go hand in hand, striking the destiny, powerful power, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and the color of the world changes.

Ning Chen did not move like a mountain, the origin of the sword spread out, the boundless frozen air, spread quickly, a sword blocked the move, the sword edge sealed the bipolar, the moment of the move was broken, Ling Liyi came out through the firelight, and the two people in front flew again. Go out.

The blood flowing down from the park fell from the two people. Before the fate of the sword, the owl had difficulty spreading its wings. M.

Above the sky, Wu Qingman saw the situation was unfavorable. He shook the strings with his hands, and the waves undulated one after another. Suddenly, the earth rumbled, the loess fluttered, and the leaves fell like rain.

The sound of the piano that reached the consciousness was swept from all directions, and the action of trapping the fatalities. However, at this moment, Su Yi flashed over and disappeared from the place. In this world, people who can block the fatal consciousness may exist, but absolutely Not Wu Qingman.

Ling Li's undressed figure in the void, with a cold front in his hand, was placed next to the woman's neck. The vermilion dyed the sword front and then shifted half an inch, which was the end of Xiang Xiaoyu's death.

Wuqing Manjiao's body shook, his eyes flashed in disbelief, and he couldn't understand why the strength gap between them was so big.

"Know your destiny, spare her life, and betray me for a face." At this moment, the woman often came, appeared in the war, and said.

Ning Chen glanced at the female Chang, removed the sword in her hand, and did not hit the killer again.

Although he was not conscious when he was comatose, he could still perceive the breath of the person who saved him.

The arrival of the women often surprises Zai Chi once again. The terrible oppression of the women in front of her is definitely not something that the ordinary three calamities can have.

"go"

Zhao Dongyang and Yang Xiao knew that it would no longer be possible to gain something today, and moved quickly to retreat.

Wu Qingman snorted coldly, waved his slender hand, and the flying sedan swept out, also hurried away. <>

When the three left, Ning Chen nodded to the woman and said, "Girl please wait a moment, there are some new things to deal with next."

When the words fell, Ning Chen looked at Ruoxi, who was waking up from the confusion, calmly said, "If Ruoxi, change clothes"

"Yep"

Ruoxi concealed the tears in his eyes, nodded, and immediately walked into the room next to him, took out a wooden box from the cabinet for a long time, and opened it, the turquoise martial arts suit lying on it, symbolizing the glory of the martial arts The battle jacket finally reappeared in the world today.

Hou Fu, however, if Hou Xi served next to him, he faded into a plain clothes, put on Tsing Yi Wuhou clothing, purple hair, and bundled black and white long hair behind, simple and simple.

Knowing that he changed his clothes, he walked away without further delay.

Under the imperial city, the three-party siege continues, and the precarious Daxia imperial city has reached the final moment of the city's break.

The flames of war had burned away the crowns of the generals, and in the face of the offensive of the three parties, after all, it was difficult to sustain.

The face of despair appeared on the face of a warrior. If Da Xia died, under the Nine Springs, how would they face the martial men who had sacrificed their lives for Da Xia.

The roar, Jumu crashed into the city gate again, and the cracking sound of Kaka sounded, proclaiming the demise of Daxia. The face of the city master of Jiucheng showed joy, and finally waited for this day.

At this moment, the sword fell into the sky and directly cut the land before the Great Xia Imperial City and the three fronts. The sword banned the military and the world stopped.

At the next moment, a stone-blue figure appeared on the sky, and the most familiar face made all the people tremble.

"Welcome to Wuhou"

The forbidden army of Daxia Shoucheng first reacted, showing a look of surprise, and knelt down together to greet the arrival of Wuhou.

Knowing his destiny appeared, all sides were shocked, and the stone-blue martial arts uniforms dancing in the wind touched the hearts of everyone below. <>

"Mingyue, Prince, please retreat"

The understatement, without a trace of threat, is the calmness that most people dare not refute. The destiny, the destiny, the long-lost Da Xia Zhiminghou, now comes again.

There was a beam of joy in Mingyue's eyes, which was immediately concealed without leaving any traces, and the hand was raised, preventing the northern Mongolian soldiers from continuing to attack the city.

The prince squinted his eyes, the battle halberd was across, and blocked the soldier who was about to rush out behind him. Unexpectedly, he woke up at this time.

On the other side, the Lord of the Nine Cities saw Shen Jiji's figure, and his face was extremely gloomy. Didn't the martial fighters all die? Why did Zhiminghou live?

"Knowing Fate"

The look of the soldiers after the Lord of the Nine Cities changed, and his body shivered in fear. If the world was between them, who were they most afraid of meeting? This is undoubtedly the martial artist in the air.

In Daxia, from the powerful to the common people, to the martial princes, there is more respect than fear. However, with the exception of one person, it is the destiny prince.

For this martial warrior who has slaughtered a city of rebellion alone, fear has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every subject in Daxia, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

Among the rebels in Jiucheng, the young people who did not serve the old Ban Ruocheng, saw the emergence of destiny, their legs trembling unconsciously, and knelt down.

Kneeling alone, everyone kneeling, in fear, a large block of rebels knelt down with their heads lowered, and dared not look directly at the figure in the sky.

In the unpredictable situation, one of the masters of the Nine Cities finally shook, and he trembled down the horse and knelt down.

"Wang Qiu, you waste, he has only one person, what a terrible thing!" Next to him, a middle-aged man with blood marks on his face sank and scolded.

The kneeling city master did not answer, but bowed his head deeply. Before life, the rest of the things are not important, but anyone who has seen the tragic state of the prajna city with his own eyes will never doubt it. Would it be so cruel to kill them all?

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the Nine City rebels in front of the West City, and said lightly, "Retire, or stay here all."

"Siege"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and ignored it and ordered the siege to continue.

Under the order, the soldier ran out again with the siege equipment and continued to siege again.

"silly"

Mingyue and Prince Man looked at the movement of Xicheng Gate, and a sneer flashed in their eyes. Those who were blinded by their rights, could no longer see the situation in front of them.

At the moment, the Tsing Yi figure in the air also moved, and the **** soldier waved in his hand. Suddenly, a terrifying sword light flew out, and a hundred-footed wild Lan, like a shadow, followed the world.

"Wow"

Thousands of heads flew through a sword, blood spattered and stained red for nine days.

Above the warhorse, the middle-aged man's body was directly divided into two, and the horse slammed down the horse. The terrifying scene scared the courage of a soldier behind him.

"Master Wuhou, spare your life"

There was no fluke anymore, and fearful silhouettes knelt down, lowered their heads, and shivered.

The unthinkable reversal, the situation of the three parties surrounding the city, collapsed in an instant due to the appearance of one person. The corpses separated by the head and the head of the ground stained the loess below.

"Kong Yu, take the city masters and generals into the city for tea, don't be neglected." Ning Chen glanced at Kong Yu above the Xicheng Tower and calmly said.

"Yes" Kong Yu knelt down and respected her life.

"After the lively reading, let's go away"

Ning Chen looked at Mingyue and Prince Man and said.

"retreat"

The two waved their hands and ordered to withdraw their troops. When they woke up, Daxia would not die. Even if they forcibly attacked the city, they would only end up with the Nine City rebels.

"Mingyue ~ www.readwn.com ~ Good job"

Ning Chen passed on the voice. There was no guilt in the words. The chaos in Daxia was the source of the war. It is not wrong to send troops at Mingyue at this time. It can be rushed here before the Nine City rebels captured the Imperial City. Explain that he and Fan Lingyue's original teaching was not in vain.

Hearing the voice of the former, Mingyue's uneasy heart finally let go, and turned back to smile with a bright, flower-like appearance.

The Prince Barbarian walked away with the army in his head. In this battle, all the resources they deserved had been obtained, which was enough to allow the Manchu Dynasty to reach a new stage.

With unspoken tacit agreement, Ning Chen did not pursue these things. Now that Da Xia is weak, it is no longer possible to give up as much as before.

After finishing what he should do, Ning Chen no longer stayed, waved his sword, took a step, and left from the sky.

The fatal oppression disappeared when the fatalist left. However, the deepest fear in the hearts of the people, like the headless corpse on the ground, could not be dissipated. .

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