Marquis of Grand Xia

There is no wind field, wild sand is rolling, swords are confronting each other, and the white sand is getting hotter, and the tumbling sand waves show how fierce this swordsman battle is. .

The merge of the gods and the soldiers, the sword light swayed one by one, the king did not see the king's battle, and shocked all the strong men in the two realms. It is hard to believe that the power of mankind can achieve such a degree.

Clutching, listening to the sky, and the artifacts standing on top of each other, just like the two warring swordsmen who are at war, the swords are desolate, interweaving the most beautiful harmony.

In the battle situation, both of them have been dyed red. The same peak, different sword intentions, blooming in the world, the sword everyone is intoxicated.

The kings standing side by side, the only one on the sword, one sword and one sword, transcends the boundaries and surprises the power of immortality that is rare in the world.

Above the supremacy, the immortal state of immortality, this moment is like a dream, as if to reproduce the world.

"Sword Nine"

The ever-increasing sword meaning, the cumulative addition, the sword nine appeared in the world, and all the phenomena in the moment were still. Immediately, the magnificent sword light rushed into the nine days, between heaven and earth, and transformed the world of sword.

"Holy area"

The God of War of the Tianfu, the first to open the sword on the **** realm, the swords interlaced in the sky, tens of thousands, endless, the most shocking sword moves, the world trembles.

The sword spreads, and a supreme man withdraws quickly. The shock between his expressions is hard to conceal.

Tianfu Jianzun, a miracle of sword realm.

Outside the battle situation, the hearts of the Tianfu people are complicated and difficult to understand. For nearly a hundred years, the Tianfu Holy Land has always been a mountain that can not be passed by all factions. Undoubtedly, mastering the one-star luck star is the strongest person in Tianfu, just In the Holy Land, the person who really brought despair to the religions is not the star statue who has rarely shot, but the **** of war, the shepherd song.

Hundred years ago, Emperor Guishan rebelled, Jian Zun shot, and straightened the entire Emperor Guishan. From then on, the teachings were banned. Until ten years ago, Jian Zun made mistakes in the sword, the soul was damaged, and he was unconscious. The teaching was able to take a breath.

If the existence of Xingzun is an illusory deterrent, it is not very real, and the existence of Sword Sovereign is to make all the teachers in Tianfu feel deep powerless and insurmountable.

In the battle situation, the God Realm on the sword appeared in the world, and the sword light within a hundred miles criss-crossed, and the void could not bear this mighty prestige, one after another collapsed, terrifying moves, the world groaned continuously.

The eyes of the Shaking King flashed through a glory of glory, clutching the sword glory in his hand, and the move to prove the sword also reappeared in the world.

"Eight virtual reincarnation, sword robbery, forgetfulness"

Forgetting the Sword, Forgetting the Sword, Stepping into the Empty Baiyi Shaowang King, One Black Hair Turns White Instantly, Zhongzhou Centennial Sword God, Forgetting the Love Over the Night, Proving His Sword, Repenting for Life.

The strongest sword breaks through the Divine Realm and cuts the vertical and horizontal flow of swords until the Sword Sovereign.

At the last moment, the highest sword in the world is reached. At the last moment, the forgotten sword breaks the **** realm. When the eyes are about to be defeated, the scattered sword light suddenly gallops back and condenses into one.

"Jian Shi, Zhu Xian"

Swords unseen in the world, now appearing in the world, the horrible swords are swaying open, the sky and sand are dissipated instantly, the invisible, the windless, and fall into ten feet.

The bipolar poles on the slamming collision, nine days of tremor, thunder cut through the void, illuminating the dim sky and the terrifying aftermath, the two figures flew out red, slammed to the ground, the sword edge entered the ground, stopped the figure .

Regardless of the outcome, only blood spattered and the surrounding earth was stained with red. The strongest battle will mark the last bell.

"Jun Zun, it's enough, the plan has been completed, let's close it"

Just then, outside the battle, the figure of the man in purple flashed and appeared calmly in the battle.

"Can't take it anymore"

A faint light flashed in the eyes of the shepherd song, and he said, immediately, a blood element exploded suddenly, and finally the sword intention broke through the shackles of the flesh and went straight for nine days.

"sword"

"eleven"

Three hundred miles north of Wufengyuan, Suzaku Fan Xinghong was trapped to kill his destiny, and the long-planned killing game ended in the end.

Ning Chen made trouble first, and cleared away from the fire on a sunny day, using the fan as a sword, and flew towards Fan Xinghong instantly.

Suzaku moved, the red feathers gathered, turned into a blood-red sword, and the sword slashed, blocking the white fan from the fire.

The sword light was shocked, like the two of the mirrors, and they started the war again, one move, one source, one source, but different.

At the same time, Fan Xinghong stomped under his feet, the knife walked with him, and the extremely fast knife passed quickly, just like a willow in the wind, which was difficult to distinguish.

The sword, the sword, and the fan clashed, slamming, the aftermath swayed, and the three of them retreated half a step. Ning Chen knew that his body was difficult to stabilize, and he had no love at all.

"Want to go, foolishness" Suzaku figure flashed over, the sword blade turned around, blocked the remnants of Shuiguang, beckoned Ruoru the Prophet, and trapped the enemy.

After three confrontation moves, Ning Chen felt that the pressure on her body had doubled.

"Knowing your destiny, today you are in trouble"

Fan Xinghong bullied himself again, and the lancet broke his soul and came to life.

Swords teamed up, beckoning fast, beckoning Shen, as if every move was predicted in advance, and Ning Chen was forced to stay in danger for a time.

The layout of the sky phase, the two most important players in the game, both fought with the fatalist, and the recorded moves became the bells of the fatalistic fate after the sky phases were cracked one by one.

The enemy is trapped, and the two cooperate with each other in perfect harmony. One trick is ruthless, and in order to eliminate the disastrous fate of the sky, Fan Xinghong's attack is undefended, and the style is fierce.

Ten strokes had passed in a blink of an eye. With a thorn, Jianguang passed by, splitting the red clothing, and a strand of black hair falling. The dangerous situation was driving him into madness.

"Sword Four, Forget the River"

Opportunity appeared, Fan Xinghong's lancet in the hands of the sword, Jianzun sealed the move, in the killing game, to reproduce the world.

The skill is limited, and it is difficult for the sword of storage to do all the work. However, at this moment of fortune, forgetting the sword of the river will eventually become a desperate move.

"You guys are so hard!"

After a moment of life and death, Ning Chen's eyes were chilly and prosperous, and he could no longer conceal his identity. He waved a fan and opened Suzaku in front of his eyes, withdrew from his feet, and stepped on his feet.

"Sword Style, Blood Path"

With a sword style, the magic trick appeared, and the blood shadow that flew out in an instant, a murderous, full of suffocation, the blood from the fire on the sunny day filled with blood, and the first **** path of death.

With a bang, the three soldiers confronted each other, the aftermath oscillated thousands of feet, and the red lips of Suzaku Fan Xing stained red at the same time, with completely different moves and completely different powers, and instantly reversed the situation.

"Sword Style, Blood Flame"

The demon body moved again, one move stronger than another, terrifying and murderous, condensing the whole body, endless blood flames, rushing straight into the air from the earth.

At the next moment, the red clothes flashed, the blood flames burned, the two stared at each other, the swords were in parallel, and they joined hands to catch the move, but when they saw a waterfall of blood flying, it was difficult to bear the power of the magic tricks, and the two were flew out again.

"Back"

Opportunity has been lost, Suzaku no longer loves war, he sighs, the law of talent works, and quickly withdraws from the war.

"He left, you stay"

The murderousness had already begun, and the scarlet in Ning Chen's eyes was fleeting, and the figure swept out. At least in front of the female, the white fan rolled in blood, slammed a stroke, and should be directed to the latter.

Fan Xinghong waved his sword to stop the move, and his mouth was red again. However, the injury was added, but the knife didn't stop. He crossed the sky and forced his life again.

Ning Chen snorted coldly, the white fan unfolded, blocking the sword light on his chest, slicing his fingers, breaking the sea of ​​forwards.

The desperate martial arts approached, but saw that Fan Xinghong was unavoidable, hard to carry the sword, the lancet changed hands, and once again pierced the person in front of him.

"Is it so easy"

Ning Chen leaned over and turned around for a moment, condensed with his left hand and slammed into the girl's heart with his palm.

With a snoring, the palm of his heart broke, the blood in the sky, the red wasteland, Fan Xinghong flew out of ten feet, landed for a moment, and left quickly.

The figure of the lost party disappeared in the eyes of Ning Chen, and the calm was restored.

What a heavenly aspect, if the Phoenix is ​​really here today, it would be difficult to retreat from the whole body.

In Tianheng City, Xiao Bieli left his son and sat in front of the chessboard, but the son in his hand failed to fall.

The heart is concerned, the chess heart is chaotic, and can no longer be calmly arranged like in the past.

"Sky Phase"

At this moment, a black gleam flashed through, and Fan Xinghong appeared. After two steps, he fell to the ground and the lancet could no longer hold it.

"Star Red"

Xiao Biyali shrank fiercely, got up and swept forward quickly, and knelt to lift the girl.

"Hug ... sorry, I ... failed" In the arms of heaven, Fan Xinghong vomited a spit of blood, the spiritual knowledge gradually dissipated, and said weakly.

"It's not good, don't take ten moves, and immediately withdraw," Xiao Biezhong said in a terrible pain.

"He ... he is the enemy of heaven, I ... I don't want him to be alive." Fan Xing's red mouth ran out of blood, intermittently.

"I understand, I understand that you are too stupid, and now you have a broken heart, I can't go back to heaven to save you," Xiao said farewell.

"Enough ... Enough, heavenly phase, I came back, ... I want to remind you, when you know your destiny, and ... Tianfuxing, but ... maybe, not the same ... the same ..."

The words were not exhausted, arms fell, and the last words, after all, could not be finished, and the wind disappeared.

"Star Red"

Xiao farewell trembles, and the pain is hard to breathe.

Feng Hou worships the prime minister, and the respect of the world, at this moment, it seems so pale and so useless.

That night, the heavy rain poured out, and the little girl as young as five or six years old had nowhere to go. She was in a ragged state and collapsed in front of Tianxiang Mansion.

That night, he rescued the little girl, took care of it day and night, and finally saved the little girl's life.

From that day on, the little girl stayed by his side, lingering in love for more than twenty years, and never gave up.

After twenty years of ups and downs, the little girl grew up and accompanied her, and it has become a habit.

I never thought that the little girl who had always been with him would one day leave him.

The world is ruthless ~ www.readwn.com ~ Calculate the world based on the chess game.

It is common for soldiers to win or lose. However, playing black and white is a short life, and can tell who to tell.

The fallen leaves scattered all over the sky fell on the chessboard and moved gently, seeming to tell a short life with the same fallen leaves of the same life.

Not far away, the girl who fell asleep silently was so quiet that this time, she could never wake up again.

"Sky, sky, the people you cherish are also in your game."

"Ha ha"

The bitter smile in the cold wind continually reverberates between heaven and earth, slowly standing up, looking, holding the sleeping girl, step by step, going east.

(Ps: I have a bad cold these days, I do n’t know if it is catching a cold or being infected. I have been dripping for a few days in a row, and I have n’t seen it well, my head is dull, the update has been relatively late, sorry, I will adjust it as soon as possible in these two days)

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