Chapter 1148

The primitive devil Kingdom, the northern battlefield, after knowing the fate and fighting witches, the war situation is white hot and the aftereffects are heavy.

When the sword light and long silk collide, the mysterious solution breaks through the air, and the sword Qi penetrates the body, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood.

At a time of crisis, in front of the witch army, a witch in white swept back into the war situation. He had a vast hand and set off a great shock.

In the sky, qiandapu saw this, stepped on the lotus step lightly, turned her hand to lead Moyuan, and with a startling hand, she met him.

Wang Jing confronts with each other, the sky is sinking and the earth is falling, the devil's hand shakes the waves, the torrent is surging, and the two people are shaking back.

The witch in white looks at the girl in front of her. Her brow is slightly wrinkled. What a powerful demon general! Who is this man? Why hasn't he appeared before?

At the moment when the two king's strongmen were fighting, in the battle below, the figure in plain clothes swept to the back of the Feiyu witch. The sword was sharp and the move was fierce.

Empress Feiyu recovered from the shock. She took a sword on her shoulder and led yuan with her slim hands. Green long silk spread out and wrapped around the front.

The long silk attacks the body. Ning Chen doesn't look afraid. He holds the sword with his left hand. Xuanjie changes nine swords, and the two swords flow side by side.

When it comes to the hard sword and the soft long silk, the magic soldiers will be handed over again. The shape of the long silk will change, and the sharp sword will be wrapped to block the sword moves.

At the same time, several other long silks spread to the place and wrapped around Zhiming's body.

"Not good."

In the twinkling of an eye, the changing war situation was so quick that people could not react quickly. Outside the war situation, qiandabo and Prince Xuankong all changed their looks. They did not dare to delay and immediately swept forward the war situation.

At the moment when the two moved, four Empresses of the witch family swept out at the same time, and joined hands to stop the demon prince.

The prince of Xuankong made an earth shaking blow, and one side of the void collapsed. In front of him, the four witches poured their Qi into the sky, and the water, fire, wind and thunder merged to block the magic power.

Roaring drama shock, the aftershock roaring, shaking the drama of heaven and earth, Wanli sinking.

Not far away, the queen of the White Witch also took the hand to stop qiandabo. In the twinkling of an eye, she fought several times, and the rumbling sound resounded through the battlefield.

The two kings were blocked, and there was a battle below. Chang Ling was trapped and knew his fate. The war situation was in danger for a while.

Under the control of the opponent, Feiyu sorcerer can't help but feel relieved. Zhenyuan runs and presses down the injury on her body.

The thirteen crown prince of the demon royal family is really hard to deal with. Her combat experience and sword attainments are rare in the world. If her accomplishments were not much higher than him, she would not have won this battle.

In the sky, seeing the thirteen princes in danger, qiandaba's face sank. She did not dare to hesitate any more. She drank lightly, and the red fog filled her body.

"Well?"

In the battlefield, the six witch queens saw that they were not careless, and they raised their money one after another to stop the red fog.

However, the amazing scene happened. The red fog from qiandapu quickly eroded the body protection of the six empresses.

At the bottom of the battle, the wounded empress of Feiyu sorcerer was not bad for a moment, and the red mist came into her body. Her body suddenly faltered and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Red fog is poisonous, everyone be careful."

In the void, the witch in white turned his hand behind him and shook away the red fog that was constantly spreading around him. He was reminded by the sound of condensation.

Girl appearance, the whole body can send out red fog, this person's identity, isn't it!

Babuzhong, qiandaba!

The empress of the White Witch looked dignified. The eight tribes died in the wars of ancient times. Why did they still appear here?

"Thank you very much, Qianda."

In the battle below, the moment the Feiyu Sorcerer's Hougong body was injured, a calm voice came out. In the heavily entangled long silk, the sword Qi broke through the air and tore the whole body.

The figure in plain clothes came out and passed by. It came to the back of the black feather witch.

The cold light of the sword breaks through the empress Feiyu's body protector Zhenyuan and penetrates into the latter's shoulder. The blood gushing from the sword is red and dazzling.

Poisoning comes first, but Feiyu Sorcerer's later body is restrained. His reaction is already one point slower, and his sword moves through the body, and then he is hit hard.

"Fei Yu!"

The White Witch Queen's face changed slightly. However, in the red fog poison array, she was too weak to support.

Not far away, the prince of the dark sky flashed in his eyes. One of them stopped the four witches and did not give them the chance to support.

This is the best chance. If you can get rid of a witch queen here, the morale of the demon army will be greatly improved.

At the bottom of the battle, a sword startles the sky. The queen of Feiyu's step retreats continuously. On her left shoulder, the blade penetrates the body, and the blood continuously drips down.

It's hard to improve the body. Empress Feiyu raises her hand and grabs the edge of the sword to stop the retreat.

Ning Chen hums coldly. The sword in his hand turns. A waterfall of blood gushes and scarlet is dyed again.

Feiyu Sorcerer's mouth is murmuring. The fresh blood on her slender hand drips down. Her left hand reluctantly raises yuan and pats the front one.

Ning Chen waved his sword to meet him. On the top of xuanjie, the evil spirit surged, thumping hard to shake the power of the king's palm.

"Er"

the evil Qi eats the body, and the blood overflows from the back of the black feather witch's mouth, and the figure flies out of a hundred feet and falls on the earth.

"Keke"

in the dust, the empress of Feiyu sorcerer staggered up, coughed violently in her mouth for several times, stained with blood, and was very desolate.In front of the witch army, the six witch queens looked at the war situation in front of them.

Angelica are shot, they are still in the downwind, the demon royal family is not easy to deal with.

"Prince of the thirteen demons, let us look at it with new eyes."

Among the six witches, a woman in a black dress spoke and said faintly.

"The disciple of the nine you devil emperor, naturally not too bad."

Beside, the witch queen in red answered calmly.

"Fei Yu is injured. Maybe he can't hold on. Red snow, you can do it." Said the witch queen in black dress.

"Well"

the witch in red nodded and disappeared without further delay.

In front of the war, the sword light breaks through the dust and sweeps again. It kills coldly and is extremely piercing.

In front of the murderer, Feiyu Sorcerer's eyes flashed a sense of determination. His hands opened and closed, and Zhenyuan was retrograde. Suddenly, the blood mist gushed, and the fierce Qi swept out.

"Desperate? Is that necessary? "

Ningchen mouth slightly curved, said a sound, body shape faster a few minutes, in an instant has to the former body.

"Keng!"

The edge of the sword broke through the air, but it was heard that the voice of the divine soldiers was ringing. In front of the back of the Feiyu witch, a beautiful shadow in red appeared, and the red long sword in his hand blocked the magic weapon of next month.

"Thirteen Prince's sword, let a person marvel, this game, be regarded as my sorcery clan lost."

The queen of the red snow witch said, the sword edge waved, the red snowflakes filled the air, and forced the war to open.

Words sound down, red snow sorcerer with a heavy blow after the Fei feather sorcerer quickly out of the battlefield.

In the battlefield, Ning Chen shakes away the red snowflakes with his sword. His eyes look at the two people who are retreating. He looks slightly coagulated and doesn't go after them.

His purpose has been achieved and there is no need to put himself in danger.

"Back."

Ning Chen opens his mouth, steps a step, turn round to sweep toward the rear day evil army.

In the void, when Qianda heard the command, she didn't love to fight. She turned her hand to shake away the white witch in front of her, and then immediately withdrew to the battlefield.

At the end of the war, Xuankong fought alone against the four witches. At the end of the other two wars, Xuankong didn't fight any more. With a deep drink, he drove back the four and turned away.

Looking at the figure calmly leaving in front of them, the four empresses looked very heavy. The fifth Prince of the demon royal family was so powerful that people could hardly see the bottom line.

The two armies stopped fighting and ended temporarily with the defeat of the witch family. Since the war between the two families, the demon royal family won for the first time.

The two armies retreated and each returned to the camp.

In the witch camp, the queen of the red snow witch comes back with the wounded queen of the Feiyu witch. She does not dare to delay. She does all her work and exercises. Zhenyuan is surging and keeps falling into the latter's body.

The poison of the red fog erodes the bones. The real element in the body of empress Feiyu is in disorder. Empress Hongxue looks more and more dignified. It's troublesome.

Outside the camp, empress Angelicae dahuricae and the other ten empresses walked in and said, "how about Feiyu?"

"It's good to say that the trauma didn't hurt the viscera, but the red fog is so toxic that it's hard to remove it." The red snow sorcerer said in a deep voice.

"Eight demons, qiandaba!"

The empress of Angelica dahurica, after hearing the words, looked very cold. According to ancient legend, Qianda was good at using incense and poison, and those who were infected with it had no life but death.

"We can't do anything about this poison. We can only send Fei Yu back to the witch family and ask the king to do it." After the red snow witch is the way.

The empress of Angelica dahurica nodded and looked at the Feiyu witch in front of her. She said, "I'll go. I'll give it to you for the time being."

"Don't worry."

The empress of the red snow sorcerer gently nodded, lifted the empress of the Feiyu sorcerer up and handed it to the former. She said, "we'll be fine here if we wait here."

The empress of Angelica dahurica took over Fei Yu. She didn't delay any more. She flashed by and swept toward the North quickly.

Heaven devil camp, Ning Chen stood in front of the camp, looking to the north, after a long time, said, "your poison, easy to solve?"

"There is no solution." Qian Da po said coldly.

Ning Chen smell speech, regretfully shook head, way, "regretful."

Qian Da Po frowned and didn't understand the meaning of the former.

Ning Chen smiles and doesn't explain.

What he said was a pity that he knew clearly the next move of the twelve witches, but he could neither say nor do anything. It was really boring.

The only way for Empress Feiyu to survive is to send her back to the sorcerer family. If she lies in ambush at this time, there will be a lot of harvest.

Standing for a moment, Ning Chen converges and turns to walk towards the camp behind him.

Outside the tent, Prince Xuankong looked at the young figure coming in front of him and said with a smile, "thirteen, today's battle is hard."

"Martial Uncle Wu is polite. This is what shisan should do." Ning Chen respectfully way.

"I have long heard that there is a disciple of Jiuyou who has achieved extraordinary accomplishments on the sword. Today, I can see that the rumors are true."

Prince Xuankong said with a smile, "in time, your achievements on the sword will not be lower than your fourth martial uncle."

"The fifth martial uncle is over praised."Ning Chen said softly, "fourth martial uncle is the first sword in the world. Thirteen is far away."

Just when the Northern War situation stopped for a while, in the southeast of the original demon Kingdom, Xuanqi's army of demons pressed forward step by step, and the army of the stone clan was defeated.

Five days later, the two armies changed places to confront each other again. Xuanqi looked at the fourth guard who appeared in front of the Shi army, and he saw the color of congealing for the first time in his eyes.

This man is different from the other three stone guardians.

If he is right, the person in front of him is the head of the six saints of the stone clan.

War will start, suddenly, nine days above, dark clouds, thunder and lightning, a Dragon Figure looming.

It's him!

Prince Xuanqi raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, eight tribes and dragons.

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