Chapter 207

Two on four, the day after tomorrow, the original unequal battle, in the two sharp sword, forced to narrow the gap.

Sword to sword, palm to palm, figure crisscross, battlefield several degree conversion.

Splashing blood drops into the soil, dyed scarlet.

Yingying white light of heaven and earth ten thousand methods, block the vast majority of attacks, Ning Chen sword in hand, the sword meaning destroy withered pull rotten, offensive terror abnormal, bear the vast majority of the attack.

The most perfect cooperation, without any practice, is the world's best known two people, tonight elaborated what is trust and tacit understanding.

Perhaps, after this war, they are still enemies, but at this moment, they are comrades in arms who share life and death.

The four were more and more frightened in the Vietnam War. They couldn't break the white light and stop the ink sword. They dyed more and more red.

"Er"

all of a sudden, fan Lingyue's sick body was broken, his body faltered, his blood vomited out, and his blue clothes were dyed red.

The white light suddenly appeared. The woman in red seized the opportunity and stepped on her feet.

Ning Chen in the hand ink sword a sword swings to open the body front two people, the figure is quick to sweep, the left hand turns the palm, bang ground a palm to meet up.

The explosion rings out, Ning Chen even retreats a few steps, the corner of the mouth dye ink, the sword potential brandish, is a sword to cut out again.

The woman in red was blocked by the light of the sword. She had to stay away from the edge.

The cultivation is hard to touch, Ning Chen no doubt falls into the downwind, the damage is not light.

Since the war, all six of them have been injured. Ning Chen has an immortal body, and it's OK for the time being. However, it's hard for him to sustain his illness for a long time. His mouth is bleeding, and he may collapse at any time.

No matter how brave the swords are, they can't bear the attack of the four men. They have already surpassed the limit of heaven.

"Will it hold?" Ning Chen stands in front of every listening moon body and coagulates his voice.

"No problem, I can still fight"

fan Lingyue stands still and says slowly.

"Just hold on, I can't fight four by myself," Ning Chen said.

All listen to the moon pressure sick body, white light scattered, once again will be very square all shrouded in.

With the help of their innate strength, Jidu and Gufeng have made a great impact on the world.

Ning Chen nine points attack, a point defend, a ink sword simple impermanence, but let four people feel forced to kill, fear abnormal.

In the hand of Lingyue, Jingye's long and soft sword moves linger with white light. At the moment of touching, the opponent's true Qi dissipates.

Two swords join hands to fight against the strong enemy. One sword comes out, one sword comes back, and the head and tail echo. There is no flaw to be found.

In the distance, looking at the six figures crisscrossing in the battlefield, the soldiers of northern Mongolia were shocked and speechless. It turned out that the battle could still be like this.

The two swords have the same meaning. There is no verbal communication or eye contact. They are just making moves according to the heart of the sword. They both enter the scene of sword breathing. They are awe inspiring.

Prince Yan once said that Ning Chen has too many things on his mind and the heart of the sword is not quiet. He is unlikely to feel the breath of the sword all his life.

It's the same with Lingyue. They are so similar. They worry too much. It's almost impossible to feel the breath of the sword.

However, nothing is absolute. At the moment of death tonight, they have no choice but to trust each other and the sword.

Two people with the same sword breath, feel each other's sword, his hand with the sword, two swords, two hearts, with the same breath with thinking, no difference.

Jidu's sword cuts away most of the attack. When the moon sword lights up, Jidu's power is reduced by another three points. The ink sword passes by, and Xiao's sword cuts back. However, he feels a surge of sword spirit penetrating the body.

With a bang, Xiao broke the army and flew out. His mouth was red again.

"How are you?" the woman in yellow glanced, waved her hand and asked.

"I'm ok." Xiao broke the army and stood firm. He wiped a handful of blood with a cold look.

The four men attack again. Jingye Taichu takes over a soft sword. His palms and swords are on top of each other. As soon as the true Qi is released, ningchen arrives at the same time. The ink sword falls. The sword moves with his will and cuts out a brilliant brilliance.

The woman in yellow took a sword hard. The sword pulled cold light and forced her to pass again.

All listen to the light of the moon's left hand, with a clang sound, swing open the ancient front, and immediately clap out the seal to the attacking woman in red.

Close force to kill, no breathing moment, plan all across the sky, potential shock world.

At this moment, no matter the woman who comes, the earth will split three feet.

When the woman in red forces her, the ink sword appears at the same time, the snowflakes fall, and the sword opens ten feet into the sky.

"Er"

the woman in red flew out and was shocked, and her blood spilled into the sky.

The night wind blowing, bloody scattered, bloody night, amazing.

Four congenitally embarrassed and humiliated, once proud of the world, but now they are forced by two generations.

"Don't delay any longer, fight quickly and make a quick decision," the man in blue said in a cold voice.

The other three nodded, their true Qi rose sharply, and they were forced to break their cooperation.The terrifying pressure swings away, the earth breaks, and large areas rise and fall.

At this moment, the strength of the former was fully revealed. The officers and men of northern Mongolia who were a little closer to the former had no time to retreat, and they were directly shocked into pieces by this terrible power.

At a critical moment, when you listen to the moon, turn your palms and lift your Qi, the white light rises nine days, and the rolling of the moon moves reappear in the world.

At the same time, Ning Chen's body flashed and came to the back of the former. His sword finger was frozen and his body was filled with Qi.

"The volume of the moon is silent when it falls"

when you listen to the moon and condense the two people's Gongti, the volume of the moon urges you to the extreme, the moon shines on the world, and the white light disperses quickly.

In an instant, the moon comes to the world, and the world is silent.

Just like the solidified world, the four people's bodies suddenly stopped.

Ning Chen and fan Lingyue are swept out, their swords pass by, and the woman in yellow seals her throat.

The fierce intention of the sword destroys the withered and decadent. At this moment, it forcibly destroys the vitality of the woman and pursues her soul.

On the other hand, fan Lingyue cut the army with his sword, but he didn't think that at the last moment, Xiao broke away from the prison and waved his sword to meet him.

There was a loud bang, and they stepped back more than ten steps and dyed each other red.

"Retreat"

the middle-aged man in blue, who had recovered, saw that the situation was not right and ordered to evacuate.

Xiao pojun, the woman in red, without hesitation, retreated and disappeared in the dark.

After the three retreated, fan Lingyue faltered at his feet, vomited out a mouthful of blood and spilled it on the loess.

Ning Chen receives sword and looks at the woman in front of him with a complicated look.

The feeling of sword breath dissipated in a twinkling of an eye. At this moment, I couldn't feel it any more.

When the enemy retreated, they were still enemies but not friends, and the atmosphere became very strange.

Just sent a breath of feeling worry and others immediately mention heart, ready to help at any time.

In the end, they didn't do anything. Now they are not sure that they can kill each other. Besides, the birth of feather Valley is coming, which makes them more worried.

"All listen to the moon, retreat" Ning Chen mouth, again advised.

"Impossible" fan Lingyue refused without hesitation, and there was no room for any change.

Ning Chen sighs softly, he knows that the answer will be like this, but he still doesn't hold fast and asks again.

"Eclosion Valley thing, how do you decide to deal with it?" Ning Chen changes the topic and asks.

"They need the help of those who are strong in the three disasters. Wu Jun is the only one. However, as long as I am still alive, the immortal night cult will not have the courage," fan Lingyue said coldly.

"How long can you last, one month, or two months, why are you so persistent?" Ning Chen sighs.

"Needless to say, the most important thing you should do now is to pray for the summer to survive these two months. As for the affairs of eclosion Valley, I have my own arrangements." fan Lingyue was not moved and said calmly.

"Xiao Hou, seeing off the guests"

"yes"

Xiao Wanhua stepped forward, politely saluted and said, "Zhiming Hou, please"

Ning Chen sighed in his heart, waved out the ghost sedan chair and walked in.

"If you listen to the moon, I will try my best to stop you"

the last words reverberate in front of the northern Mongolian battle, and the ghost sedan goes away quickly, and disappears in a short time.

"I hope you have the ability to do it"

fan Lingyue turns around and returns to the account, leaving a piece of damaged earth in the air. In the night wind, bursts of sand and dust are rising for a long time.

Netherworld, Ning Chen looked at the stone chamber which was forbidden to be closed layer upon layer, a lonely light flashed in his eyes.

He may not be able to wait for her to recover her memory.

Before the birth, the last step, where the moon does not step out, he did not.

It's not that you can't, it's that you don't dare.

To take this step is to die.

Maybe she is half a step away from Lingyue, because she is in disorder, so she can take half a step more.

Just now, he saw the volume of chaos and the surging and vast Qi.

The realm of the warrior can not be suppressed for a long time, but the chaos can cover up the secret of heaven, and only by listening to the moon can he force down the realm.

Once upon a time, he was far away from nature, and always wanted to have a breakthrough. Now, he is close, but he dare not step out.

This step is not as long as you step out as you think. The crisis can only be felt in a timely manner.

Only now can he understand why every Lingyue has never taken this step. With the killing industry and the endurance of his body, if he steps out, he will surely die.

Now it's his turn to make a decision, and he can't take that step either.

Three hundred miles outside the city of the emperor of the great Xia Dynasty, the light cavalry of the great Xia Dynasty, who had been encamped and trained all the time, went northward to make the final effort for the war.

The leader is Xia Ziyi, the great Xia prince who came from the Confucian school. He finally gave up his kindness and went north in battle clothes.

At night, Ning Chen came. After a long time, they met again.

Thirty thousand Qingqi, carrying the arduous responsibility of eliminating the heavy cavalry in northern Mongolia, endured for a long time just for the coming World War I.This is the last counterattack time of the summer and we can't afford to fail.

"Don't you wait for ManChao's reinforcements?" Xia Ziyi asked gravely.

"No wait"

Ning Chen shook his head and continued, "this war can't be lost. After all, the reinforcements of ManChao are not under the command of Daxia. Once there is a disagreement, our preparations will fall short"

Xia Ziyi nodded, and Daxia has to solve the war of Daxia. No matter what, we must win the most crucial war.

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