Chapter 182

The nine thousand dead men are all experts with extraordinary skills. On weekdays, these individuals may not be able to withstand the crushing of the army, but they are playing an unimaginable role tonight.

The situation of Daxia was soon broken. A moment later, BEIMENG heavy cavalry came like a torrent and broke into the camp of Daxia and forced to open a gap.

After forty thousand Qingqi, another twenty thousand Qingqi appeared from the East and west city gates and surrounded along the two wings. They quickly closed up and cooperated with each other inside and outside, harvesting the lives of the Xia soldiers.

When the war turns into one-sided killing, the battlefield becomes a terrible hell. Before the order of general Shihua is given, he is surrounded by two figures.

On the two men, the sword is surging. As soon as PU appears, the soldiers around are twisted into blood and bones by the powerful sword.

It's sword City, sword one, sword two.

There are three disciples of sword City, sword one, sword two and sword three. Only sword three gives himself a new name, sword Liuying.

Jian 1 and Jian 2 have never used other names since they entered the deserted city.

Shihua general side, a thousand Pro guard to protect each other, but still can not stop the pace of the two, sword meaning, blood bloom.

White, purple, so dazzling in the dark, the two swordsmen of the barren City, each step out, will be a large snowflake flying, unstoppable.

The three generals in the later period of Jiupin came forward, but they were all in vain together. After three breaths, they were in different places and stained with blood.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the general died and they left, ignoring his business.

Nearly ten thousand heavy riders once again showed their invincible edge. The sword is hard to hurt. It is like a sharp knife, penetrating the heart of Daxia camp completely.

After the generals, the rest of the generals in the army are constantly falling down. There is no more order, only panic and rout.

The gap between the two armies is obvious. Under the attack of the night, there is no doubt about the outcome.

One hundred thousand troops, if well prepared, are as strong as the northern Mongolian cavalry, and they will pay a high price, but only bloody massacres are left tonight.

Yangguan City, where listening to the moon standing, a blue dress hunting with the wind, beautiful face, calm and heartless.

This war is becoming more and more difficult. Not only Daxia, but also the officers and men of northern Mongolia are showing their fatigue. Only by winning can they continue to stimulate their morale.

Her time is running out, but the days of summer are also running out.

The war below is basically a foregone conclusion. Fanlingyue looks to the south of Tianhua mountain. She is more concerned about the situation there than the outcome of the war.

If Ning Chen died, the war between the two dynasties would be unchangeable.

With the help of Xiao Hou and Jingye Taichu, she is 90% sure that ningchen can't walk out of Tianhua mountain any more.

As for the remaining possibility, no one can control whether it exists or not.

Little by little, the sound of war, more and more cruel, blood dyed the whole land, under the moonlight, a hell on earth.

There is no suspense about the defeat of Daxia. Almost all of the nine thousand dead men left by Xiao Wanhua in northern Mongolia also died. After completing the mission, they left with joy and pride.

At the foot of Tianhua mountain, Xiao Wanhua looked to the north to see off the nine thousand dead.

In this world, there are not so many right and wrong, each is his own master, only the winner has the right to write history.

After a moment of sadness, Xiao Wanhua moved his eyes back to the war situation. Daxia Zhiming was the new Marquis of Daxia who rose after he left. He inherited the power of Daxia as before and was a respected strong man.

The military division specially arranged today's encirclement and killing. Facing such a strong lineup, Zhiming Hou was able to persist until this time, which was really beyond his expectation.

Each of the six strong men in the world is the best in the world. It is impossible to work together against one person on weekdays.

Today, only military strategists have this ability and right, and only people on the opposite side have this qualification.

"Sword rain, disease"

the long sword in Yuwei's hand is like a lingering drizzle, which is hard to get rid of.

"Sword, thunder, chop"

Lei Wei holds a heavy sword with amazing power. Every sword falls down and makes a huge noise, just like giant thunder.

"Sword wind, plunder"

in Fengwei's hand, a thin sword is as fast as the autumn wind. When he can't catch his eyes, several sword lights are passing by.

The combination of the three guards is unique in tacit understanding, both offensive and defensive, and the cooperation of the electric guards with different skills.

The battle became fiercer and fiercer. Ning Chen urged the rolling of the earth, and the huge stone flew to block the rain. The ink sword soon froze, and one sword shook back Lei Wei. However, before he had time to breathe, he saw the wind coming and stabbing his throat.

Ning Chen's whole body light changes again, and his left sword finger is empty. With a sword, Ning Chen comes out of the sky.

Awe inspiring, Fengwei was shocked and his mouth turned red.

"Sword, streamer"Three Wei retreat, sword flow shadow comes to the body, a sword flow light, break to ningchen Dantian gas sea.

At the same time, four Ming swords and two swords cut through two sword Qi, blocking all the retreat of the latter.

"Bang"

Ning Chen's sword blocked the cold front in Liuying's hand, but he had no time to take into account the two swords coming from behind. With a bang, the blood spilled.

"Thunderclap of thunder and lightning"

the electric guards play a different skill again, lead thunder and fall, the blade points to thunder and lightning, and fall violently.

Ning Chen is angry, and his whole body rises sharply. In the storm, he reappears the supreme secret of Taoism.

"When it snows fast, the sword snows three thousand li"

when one sword hits the ground, the wind and snow scatter all over the sky, and the vast breath bursts out, such as the explosion of thousands of ice swords, shaking the world.

"Er"

the six besieged people were affected by the terrible power, and they withdrew more than ten feet one after another. After they stopped in embarrassment, they vomited a mouthful of blood.

Even though it was snowy, Ning Chen's whole body was still sweating. Since the war, he has consumed a lot of energy.

At this time, Xiao Wanhua, who was watching the battle, finally moved. His hand was shocked. Jingye was just beginning to fly, and the moment he drew his sword came to the latter.

Ning Chen suddenly feels the crisis behind him and turns to block the sword. However, the opportunity has been lost, and he is tired of fighting for a long time, so he immediately falls into the disadvantage.

"In the face of the six powerful people in the world, you can still persist until now. Knowing your destiny, you are worthy of your help"

in Xiao Wanhua's hands, Jingye is as fast as a flash. In a flash, he is so powerful that he is approaching the congenital state infinitely.

Among the ten Marquis of the great Xia Dynasty, the northern Marquis's force has been hovering in the middle. Now it seems that it is obviously hiding its strength.

The fast sword is as deep as a mountain, and its deep foundation is rare in the world. Ning Chen blocks the former '.

The sword is flowing, the four Ming swords, the wind and rain, the thunder and lightning, the four guards see this, and immediately bully the body, the sword and the sword are combined, and the sword is cut down.

"Snow floating in July"

Ning Chen reluctantly raises his Gongti and wields his sword, which makes the snow floating in the world.

The wind and snow fell, and the sword was scattered in all directions. Six people blocked the snowflakes falling in front of them. They stepped back a few steps, and their Qi and blood were churning.

"Go"

Ning Chen grabs the gap, moves at his feet and leaves quickly.

"Chasing" Xiao Wanhua opened his mouth and said in a cold voice.

Four Ming sword, sword flow shadow, four Wei quickly follow, toward the direction of Ning Chen left.

At the foot of Tianhua mountain, plain white figures passed by. However, before three miles, they came face to face, blocking all the way.

Every one's accomplishments are more than four grades. There is an endless stream of killing.

The road ahead is blocked, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand dances, a sword passes, blood flies to sprinkle.

There is no retreat, no choice, Ning Chen side, limb broken head, constantly flying, only kill, in this situation of death, step out of a way of life.

Blood, flying all over the sky, I don't know whose, manpower is poor, in the face of endless killing, gradually slow down.

At this time, Jian Liuying and others catch up. Without stopping for a moment, they immediately step forward. The sword shadows are flying and chasing souls for their lives.

Ning chendang opened two swords, but there was no time to stop the third sword. With a bang, he retreated ten steps and vomited blood.

The more the blood flows, the more the strength of the body gradually disappears. Although the body is immortal, it also gradually shows the state of no support.

"Zhiming Hou, you can't fly tonight"

Xiao Wanhua, holding Jingye Taichu in his hand, has come step by step, and his strong pressure has scattered all the obstacles around him.

The sword of Taichu is extremely powerful. When the ink sword touches it, it constantly vibrates. Ning Chen, who is at the end of the crossbow, is constantly injured and finally reaches the limit of endurance.

The six strong men in the world, together with Xiao Wanhua, who holds the beginning of Jingye, are a powerful and invincible combination. Fanlingyue did not leave any defects for tonight's forced killing and killed ningchen at all costs.

"Fast snow, ice, er"

in the face of no way out, Ning Chen refused to give up, sword move, want to show the secret, suddenly, a stagnation of blood in the body, a mouthful of blood vomit, difficult to mention the true yuan.

At that moment, four sword lights came. Suddenly, the blood stained the plain clothes.

Close force war, which allow the slightest accident, Ning Chen chest, sword injury frightening, blood pool drip, dazzling abnormal.

In addition to the seven men, there was a steady stream of soldiers surrounded by strong men specially selected from the army. They had been preparing for this forced killing for a long time.

Ning Chen straight up, looking at the side of the Tianhua mountain, his way, is it not to go here.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later. He was not afraid of death. Unfortunately, it was a few months earlier.

The next moment, the dark source flies out and explodes. Ning Chen transports the volume of reincarnation and forcibly absorbs the power of the dark source. Suddenly, the fierce evil spirit surges and spreads rapidly between the heaven and the earth.

With the source of the underworld as the guide, the aura of heaven and earth surged at the same time, and a force that did not belong to the postnatal appeared, which spread rapidly with ningchen as the center.

The shaking of Tianhua mountain, the shaking of ground fissure, the rolling of large rocks, and the appearance of huge gullies on the ground are terrifying.Today, no one has ever seen the only move in the world, because no one has ever accomplished it.

Ning Chen didn't succeed either. However, at the last moment, even if he had only a disabled move, even if he did everything, he would let all the people here be buried with him.

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