Marquis of Grand Xia

In the Pavilion of the Pavilion, the Promise Banquet on the Sword ended in a final battle, and Jiwei collided, and the whole heaven and earth collapsed. br>

Outside the battle, all the respected people were affected, and all of them got up and retreated, embarrassed.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen and Jing Wuliang, who guarded the sword pavilion, inherited most of the reign, and were so powerful that they couldn't help but burst into anger.

A little blood dripped, and the veil stained with red, without flaws, ignored his injury, and looked at the battle ahead, his eyes full of worry.

"ended"

Mei Wuhen spoke, his tone calm.

In the battle, the aftermath cleared up, and the two figures emerged. Suddenly, a muffled noise rang, above the water mouth of Wuxinyue, the blood mist spewed out, and the sword gas exploded, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.

The stopped sword didn't move forward. Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of her and flashed a little brilliance in his eyes, and said, "Why?"

"No why, I lost"

Shui Wuyue stepped back half a step, barely stabilizing his body, his expression somewhat weak.

Unexpected results. Outside of the game, a powerful man with a sword appeared shocked. No one thought that Momen Ninth would really win this game.

"Second Sister"

On the left side of the main seat, the net flawless figure flashed to the battlefield, supporting the seriously injured Shui Wuyue.

"Help me back" Shui Wuyue said tiredly.

"Ok"

Net and flawless, he looked at the figure on the main seat and said, "Big sister and little sister take the second sister back to rest first"

"Go"

Mei Wuhen said lightly.

Jing Wuxia returned his gaze, glanced at the young man in red in front, and said softly, "Ning Gongzi, congratulations."

After finishing speaking, Jing Wuxia said nothing more, carefully supported the people around him and walked towards the back of the palace.

The two left, and in the hall, everyone's attention moved back, waiting for the result to be announced.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen's eyes swept the red figure below, and a graceful and beautiful face smiled, saying, "Ning Gongzi, congratulations to become the chief of this Wujian Banquet on the sword"

In a word, Lin Yuzhen lightly breathed, and finally he did it.

Shuiyue Temple, Jing Wuxia supported Shui Wuyue back, and the face covered by the gauze was hard to hide, and he carefully lifted the latter to the bed and sat down.

"Second Sister, are you really unable to take the last sword?" Jing Wuxia asked softly.

"Why is there such a question?"

Shui Wuyue slowly opened her eyes and said.

Jing Wu flawless silence for a moment, softly said, "No, just intuition"

Shui Wuyue closed his eyes again and said lightly, "Do n’t think too much, the strength of the ninth son of Momen has not lost to me, and he still has some reservations. If he tries his best, how far can he get, I I do n’t know yet, but the last move he just made is beyond me. "

Jing Wuxia nodded gently, although the second sister denied it, but she felt that the second sister still kept her hand at the end.

Except for the cultivation of nothing, only on the accomplishments of the sword, the second sister has even surpassed the elder sister, is the most outstanding sword genius in the sword pavilion for thousands of years.

"Little girl, Fengming Jianwu is no longer able to compete, this matter may have to be handed over to you," Shui Wuyue reminded.

Jing was flawless, and his eyes were struggling.

"The second sister is tired, you go back first, the banquet is not over, you can't leave too long," Shui Wuyue said calmly.

"Well, that second sister, take a good rest"

Jing Wuxie nodded, said a word softly, and immediately got up and walked outside the Shuiyue Temple.

In the Pavilion of the Pavilion, in the hall, the outcome of the sword has been decided, the new chief of the Promise Banquet appears on the sword, and everyone gets up and sends congratulations.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen walked down the platform, with a smile on his face, and his elegant temperament, which made people frequently look away.

"Ning Gongzi, according to the agreement, Wujian Pavilion will do one thing for the chief of the Promise Banquet on the sword.

Ning Chen heard the words, his right hand waved, and the phoenix fluttered out. In the flames, the two broken soldiers manifested, and the powerful and unusual sword intentions filled the audience.

Seeing the two swords in front of the former, Mei Wuhen's eyes narrowed slightly, so strong that the two swords were not weaker than the Taishi sword in his hand.

"Great Pavilion Master, I would like to ask Jiang Ge to help repair these two swords. I wonder if it is feasible?" Ning Chen said seriously.

At this time, behind the main hall, Jing Flawless stepped forward, standing aside, without saying a word, waiting for the elder sister to make a decision.

"can"

Watching it for a moment, Mei Wuhen nodded and should get off.

"Thank you"

Ning Chen took a light breath in his heart, politely said.

"Should do"

Mei Wuhen said something, looking at the woman on the side, and said, "Three sisters, I will send Ning Gongzi's two swords to the sword tower later."

"Yes"

Net flawless nodded.

After the explanation, Mei Wuhen looked at the powerful swordsmen present and smiled, "I know that everyone here is a man who loves swords and loves swords. There will be a waiter to take you to the sword tower tomorrow morning. "Jiangge's magic weapon that has been collected for many years, you can choose one to take away at will, it is a part of my swordsmanship"

During the banquet, everyone heard the words and looked at each other, showing their different colors. The Jiangge Tibetan soldiers were all extraordinary products, and each one could be regarded as valuable.

"Thank you Lord"

Everyone got up and gave a gift, thanks.

"Ning Gongzi"

Aside, Jing Wuxia stepped forward and said softly.

Ning Chen nodded his head, sent out Star Soul and Sword of Life, and handed it to the woman in front of him.

Jing Wuxia took over the two broken soldiers and thought for a while, said, "Master Ning, it takes a lot of time to repair these two swords, please don't worry."

"Ok"

Ning Chen nodded and responded, "I'm in trouble for the three patriarchs."

Jing Wuxia smiled gently, without much words, and walked towards the sword tower with two magic soldiers.

During the banquet, the strong players on the swords of various domains also began to withdraw one after another. They witnessed several summit battles within a day, and the waves in their hearts were difficult to calm down for a long time.

Ning Chen, Mu Changge, Lin Yuzhen, etc. then left. In front of the Pavilion, Mu Changge paused, looked at the young people around him, and said, "Ning Chen, what happened here, where are you going?"

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't know yet. Now, I just want to step into the fairyland as soon as possible. Besides that, I have no other thoughts."

The shepherd song nodded and said, "It's your word, I believe you can do it, there will be a period in the future, I hope there will be a day of meeting in the future."

Ning Chen recovered and was surprised, "Senior Sword Master will not wait for tomorrow to go to the sword tower before leaving?"

"No"

The shepherd song shook his head and said, "Everyone's way is different. For me, the sword is enough. Listening to Tianque is my sword and my way."

Ning Chen set his pace, respectfully performed a salute, and said, "Seniors give the sword, the younger generation bears in mind, this grace, without teeth, is unforgettable"

Shepherd's song looked out of the sword pavilion and said, "You have grasped the sword eleven, which shows that your understanding is far beyond ordinary people. However, the sword twelve is completely different from the sword eleven. Only the eleven styles can understand this trick. All I can help you with is the rest, and the rest is up to you. "

Having finished speaking, the Mu Changge didn't stay any longer, and walked towards the outside of the sword pavilion.

In front of the palace, Ning Chen looked at the back of the former, and his heart flashed with emotion. After a moment, he looked at the people around him and said, "His Royal Highness, let's go back."

Lin Yuzhen nodded and walked towards the small courtyard in the distance.

The sword tower, a pure white dress, walked in flawlessly. In the center, the fire wave swelled, which caused the fiery temperature to cast on the cast sword platform. The terrifying temperature brought one after another heat wave, making people dare not come close.

Jing Wuxie stepped forward, and his slender hands waved, and the two broken soldiers flew up, slowly sinking into the flames.

"Sanmei, you seem to be very attentive to this matter"

At this moment, in the back, Mei Wuhen in a crimson dress came and looked at the woman in front of the cast sword platform and said.

Jing Wu flawlessly regained his mind, shocked in his heart, shook his head, and shook his head. "Sister laughed. After the ancient battlefield, Ning Gongzi's name has been spread all over the world, and the little girl has heard about it.

"Is that right?"

Mei Wuhen smiled slightly and said, "It seems that the elder sister really thinks more. Originally, the elder sister also wanted to match you with this son Ning. This person can win the chief of the Wuxi banquet on the sword, and also barely deserves the best of my sword. The beautiful three pavilion master "

Jing Wu flawless body shook his head, and immediately shook his head, "Sister, sister's heart only belongs to Jiange, don't think otherwise, sister don't think about it"

Mei Wuhen nodded and smiled, "You have decided, the elder sister is not reluctant, concentrate on making up the sword, this Ning Gongzi's sword repair is amazing, and he has realized the sword code, if it can be used by my sword pavilion, will Is not a small boost "

"Ok"

Net flawless said softly.

At the next moment, Mei Wuhen's figure faded away. After an instant, he disappeared from the sword tower.

Jing Wuxia's heart sighed with relief, and his eyes moved back to look at the two magic soldiers floating in the flames, with a complex and abnormal look.

She didn't expect that this son Ning could really become the chief of the Promise feast on the sword, but it was a blessing or a curse, and it was still hard to know.

On the forged sword platform, the waves of fire were tumbling, and in the flame, the destiny sword and the star soul floated up and down, and the sword breath circulated gently.

Outside the sword tower, the sun sets, the bright moon rises, and in the small courtyard in the distance, Ning Chen meditates quietly, and beside him, the little gourd rides around the little green gourd in the yard, so happy.

In the room, Lin Yuzhen closed his eyes to heal the wound, Feng Ming was lying in front of him, the red breath lingered, and the swords died together.

"Little gourd"

Outside the hospital ~ www.readwn.com ~ Ning Chen felt the situation in the room and spoke.

"Fairy"

Hearing the call, the little gourd flew around and whispered.

"You help the girl in the room," Ning Chen urged.

"Yes"

The little gourd responded softly, flicking into the room in front.

"Do you still care about others?"

The devil swelled, the demon body appeared, and said coldly, "Where is the injury on your body nowhere stronger than that Qi Wang, this sword pavilion reveals strangeness everywhere, won't you not notice it with your mind?"

"The enemy will not move, I will not move"

Ning Chen looked at the cold moon in the sky and calmly said, "The small gourd has limited ability. It is impossible to help me and Qi Wang at the same time. I have Fengyuan body protection, which is temporarily unimpeded. Now it is more urgent to restore Qi Wang to combat power."