Chapter 281

When the blade's power is blocked, Ning Chen's Gongti urges again, and the volume of life moves. Before the blade's edge, the cold air condenses, and then adds another three points of sharpness.

The sharp edge enters the body, and the blood gushes. Wu Jun hums in his mouth, and his eyes are full of murders. He turns his palm and pats it out, directly shaking the people in front of him.

Ten feet away, Ning Chen fell to the ground, stepped back several steps, vomited red in his mouth, and was injured again.

In the end, it was a little slow. Wu Jun's speed of returning Qi was very fast, and his chance was gone.

"Come again"

after he was injured, Wu Jun was in a crazy state. With a halberd in his hand, he was proud of the world, fierce and powerful. It was not only an admission to the two people in front of him, but also a contempt.

Two to one still won't get the upper hand. The suppression of realm, coupled with the difference between gongs and styles, made the two most powerful Marquis of the Xia Dynasty concentrate all their mind and strength to meet the enemy.

The void explodes, the sabre and the fierce halberd fight again. One Sabre and one halberd make the wild sand diffuse, the earth disintegrates, and the killing light of the battle on the top is gorgeous and intoxicating. If you are careless, you will die.

The great Xia army is fierce, and the Yongye military is even more overbearing. The most direct confrontation between the strong and the strong is without any reservation. The aftershocks are constantly swinging away and threatening. Naturally, they can't even get close to each other.

Ning Chen steps on the water and light to shadow his body. His body is like a magic. It's fast and faster. It's so fast that his eyes can't see him.

The battle is full of incandescence, the victorious Hou is restrained by the March, and Ning Chen's sharp sword sweeps the light, one heavy and one fast. With tacit cooperation, he tries his best to break the myth of the invincible military monarch.

"Happy"

the bloody light of killing and felling blooms in the bright sun. Wu Jun is full of fighting spirit, and his long halberd power adds another three points to fight against the legend of the strongest Marquis Wu in the summer.

In the great Xia Dynasty, the most powerful force of the Yongye cult is to fight against each other, to win or lose, even to death.

Neither side has left a hand, nor can there be room for it. The cruelty of the war reflects the miniature of the war. Victory, life and defeat have remained unchanged since ancient times.

The injuries of the victorious Marquis and Wu Jun are constantly exchanged. The brilliant battle armor blocks the fierce halberd, but it can't remove the tremendous power. The internal organs of the earthquake damage affect the old injuries, and make the military God of the great Xia gradually fall into the disadvantage.

Wu Jun's blood was red. He was cut out of the wound by the sword, and the blood flowed out. However, a moment later, he recovered quickly.

At this moment, the advantages of shuangqihai are obvious. One is attacking, the other is defending. The attack and defense are in turn, and they are invincible.

Seeing that the war situation is getting worse, Ning Chen turns his sword and takes advantage of the wind to make a quick attack. He inherits part of the attack from Wu Jun and reduces the pressure on the military God.

Each halberd has the power to crack the sky. Ning Chen's Qi and blood surge violently. Even if the foundation is unparalleled in the world, it is difficult to close the huge gap of cultivation.

"Drink"

with a big drink, Ning Chen's whole body was filled with blood fog, and he urged Zhiming to be born. With a grip of his left hand, the blood light was bright, and the magnificent sword meaning was slamming away.

With a halberd, Wu Jun bumps into the thunder and fury. With a bang, the thunder light dissipates and the sword will be divided into four parts.

The sword resonates, and the brilliance is even better. Ning Chen's figure is swept out. His left hand knows his fate, and his right hand reads his emotions. He takes advantage of the wind, and takes the turn of weight and speed. He is the best martial monarch in the first World War.

"The whole army retreats"

taking advantage of this opportunity, Hou's eyes swept across the battlefield, his face sank, and he began to shout.

Under the order, thousands of troops retreated, Blackwater retreated, and quickly left the battlefield.

Yongye army wants to pursue, but see the light of the sword to illuminate the world, a knife to split the sky, the two armies will be completely separated.

The broken ravine is hard to cross, blocking most of the religious army and winning precious time for the black water army to retreat.

On the other hand, when Wu Jun saw this, he turned his hand to urge the supreme cultivation in the war and wanted to merge the broken earth.

At this time, the potential of ningchen sword suddenly changes. The sword suddenly falls down in the wind. The sword of knowing one's fate suddenly turns to be full of brilliance.

For a moment, Wu Jun was distracted. His chest was full of blood and he dyed his battle clothes red.

"I'm surprised that you are such a strong young man in Daxia"

Wu Jun converged, waved his halberd and opened his eyes. A strange color flashed in his eyes and said.

"The name of Wu Jun is also worthy of reputation"

Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned.

"Oh, nonsense is useless, pay attention, next move, take your life"

Wu Jun halberd transports Haoyuan, and the evil power is surging and powerful, but the move has not been made, which is the change of the world and the shaking of the earth.

Yutian three moves, the final move, the breath of fear tremble nine days, the wind and cloud fall.

"Come on" Ning Chen is full of true Qi, sword is full of light and powerful.

After the victory, Hou's face was also fixed, and he tried his best to urge Gongti to prepare for the move.

However, at the moment when the move is about to come out, Ning Chen's sword turns quickly and draws out two sharp edges. He immediately takes Wu Jun to one side and goes away quickly.

"See you later"

the sudden change makes Wu Jun stunned. At the next moment, the light of the sword comes and is quickly swallowed by the rippling magic power.

"Interesting"

Wu Jun, holding back his breath, raised his hand to seal the sword wound on his chest, and stopped chasing him. He believes that there will be opportunities to fight with him again in the future. At that time, I hope he can have today's good luck.A hundred miles away, the black water army camped for a rest. Ning Chen went back to the camp and tried his best to heal and recover Zhenyuan.

The power of Wu Jun, today's personal experience, more clear.

After a long time, Ning Chen opens his eyes, gets up and goes out of the tent. He sees that he is listening to the victory reward, so he stops and waits for a while.

"How is the injury?"

The general before the return of marquis is concerned.

"It's no big deal now"

Ning Chen said that most of the time in this battle, master Hou was victorious in resisting Wu Jun's edge. He didn't face Wu Jun very much, and the injury was not too serious.

"What's your experience?" he asked.

"Very strong" Ning Chen is honest.

They are also the strongest of the three disasters. Compared with the king of disaster, they are no longer on the same level. The name of the strongest of China is the real name.

The triumphal Marquis didn't make more comments and encouraged, "don't lose heart, there will always be a way, as long as you try your best, there will be a time of success eventually"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "thank you for your instruction"

the night rose, and the cold moonlight lit up with a faint chill. After the war, the officers and soldiers still insisted on their posts, patrolling and investigating We should work hard, divide our work and be orderly.

The Daxia black water army is one of the most elite troops in the world. Every soldier comes from a military background. Although it is not as good as the Shenwu army in the second temple of Yongye, its strict discipline and tacit cooperation make the Daxia black water army the most important opponent of Yongye.

The victorious Marquis and the black water army have contributed a lot to the persistence of the Western battlefield to this day.

"Hou"

the officers and men of the black water army who patrolled simply bowed to salute and immediately moved on.

Ning Chen nodded back, his eyes looking at the west, and his eyes were constantly beating. Since he had explored the eternal night cult, he had been uneasy and could not wait to get rid of Wu Jun.

Although the mysterious strong man of Yongye God cult can't come out yet, no one knows how long this deadline will be. If two strong men of the three disasters appear together, and a Zong Qianqiu with extraordinary array and magic cultivation, Daxia will be really dangerous.

As for the disaster of the four poles, it can be suppressed in a short time. Xuanzhi has been pierced by Meng Xuanji's sword and can no longer live. Moreover, Meng Xuanji has promised that before he finds a way to mend the boundaries of space, he will go to guard Yuhua Valley in person to prevent the holy land from sending people over again.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Chen turns around and says goodbye to the triumphant marquis in the tent, and immediately goes to the direction of the deserted city.

There should be one more person who can break the sea of martial arts. Now there is no other way but to have a try.

Any chance to fight with such a strong man as Wu Jun is fleeting. If you want to break the sea of Qi in the battle, you must have absolute speed.

According to the results of today's World War I, even if he took on the Shuiguang shadow of Xi yinghou, he was still a little slower.

In this world, there are not many people who are faster than him in the three calamities, or even one.

Dusk into snow!

He is the only one who controls the speed of the world.

The barren city is close to the east of Daxia territory. It's not far for a congenital strong man. In the middle of the night, plain clothes appear and quickly pass through the city.

In the barren City, as always, it is desolate, with broken walls everywhere. On the ground and walls, sword marks can be seen everywhere, showing the difference of the Holy Land in the sword.

Come to the deserted city again, Ning Chen's heart is more complex and difficult to understand, meet not to know, once expected, has been in disappointment again and again, gradually sink into the abyss.

With the departure of dusk, the deserted city becomes more and more desolate. There are fewer people who come to study sword in the deserted city. Now the guardian of the deserted city has become Jian Yi, a person who doesn't like to talk.

The three disciples of Huangcheng are all rare talents in the world, just like their ranking, sword one, sword two and sword three.

As soon as the sword first stepped into the heaven, it opened up three thousand feet and shocked the world. Since then, it has never been used again.

Jian Er followed closely, entered the congenital, and was silent from then on.

The only thing that hasn't been born is the sword flowing shadow. It's always trapped in the half step nature and hard to enter.

The barren city is one of the most invincible places in the world today. Behind the barren City, there is a man who ignores cultivation and does not know where to go. As long as he is not in his head, no one can come to look for trouble.

When Ning Chen arrived at the deserted city, he didn't hide his breath. His cultivation and spiritual knowledge spread out, looking for the figure of dusk snow.

"Zhiming Hou, you have crossed the boundary"

soon, a quiet voice sounded, spread to the sky of the deserted city, a faint warning.

"I'm looking for dusk snow," Ning Chen replied.

"Please leave"

a broken sword appeared between heaven and earth, adding a little coldness.

"Please forgive me, I won't leave until I see her," Ning Chen said seriously.

ShuaBroken sword from the edge, a sword eye-catching, between the eyes, across the bright light.

White clothes appeared, holding the sword, awe inspiring, and the sword opened the world.

After two years, the desolate city sword was once again put into action, and the world was suddenly eclipsed.

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