In the west of Daxia, where the war was burned, there was a lot of devastation. Year after year of war, the prosperity of the past has been dissipated. E Novel WwánW. ┡1XIAOSHUO. COM

Above the wilderness, a young man in white with a broken sword moved forward silently, entered the world to practice, and walked the world step by step.

The result of the war is shocking. Even the swordsmen who have always been as water-stopped as they are are affected by this desolate scene.

The change of state of mind is not good or bad. The road to the sword requires meditation, but there is a fatalist who has never been able to settle down the mind and realize the sword, but has also reached today's height in successive battles.

Swords on the road, tens of millions, Mu Bai, and Prince Yan have each reached a point where it is hard to look at each other. Young juniors, if they want to go the same way again, are destined to be difficult to get past these two in life.

At this moment, opposite, a swordman in purple and white clothes also came silently, and Hao Jian was sheathed for a long time behind him. After stepping into the Three Disasters, it rarely appeared, low-key anomalies.

In the past, the first swordsman of the four-pole realm, the affection of the trapped four-pole realm, deviated from his own way in his life, and it is difficult to enter. Now, his heart is bound and he has entered the three disasters, but he once again does not know the way forward.

The two passing by, without any words, break the sword, Hao Jian trembles gently, and is drawn by the breath on the sword, resonating with each other.

Both of them did not look back, and each went away, silently moving forward to find their way.

In Zhiminghou Mansion, among the stone chambers, the ancient sword of Sorrow suppresses the demon, the golden brilliance shines, and the magic energy is constantly dispelled. However, the magic energy is inexhaustible, and it is difficult to restore the emperor.

Ning Chen stood silent in front of the stone room, and said nothing from noon to sunset.

In the Hou Mansion, no one dared to step forward to disturb. Even Ning Xi, who had always been careless and heartless, was quiet at this time.

The path of destiny is rugged and difficult. In the past, there was a friend who could move side by side. Today, there is only one person left, and the harder he goes.

The two separated by the stone gate looked at each other, one was cold as the abyss and the other was as quiet as autumn water. However, under the abyss and autumn water, who could see the blood and tears in it.

In Hou Fu, a red dress guard of the Tai Li Division had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the sunset, his face flashed with anxiety.

In front of "What's the matter", Ning Chen withdrew his gaze, glanced at the figure not far away, and said.

"Your lord, the situation of the host has changed." The Red Guards stepped forward quickly, expressing anxious expression on the ground of the battle report from the southeast territory.

Ning Chen received the battle report. After reading it, his brows were lightly frowned. This Manyang Kingdom was really disgusting.

"Get up, these two days, I will go over," Ning Chen said calmly.

"Thank you, Lord Hou", the red clothing guard saluted respectfully and got up and retreated.

Ning Chen looked at what was described in the letter, and his eyes sternly said that it was as strange as the eight-headed monster in the Three Disasters.

However, it's no wonder that even gluttonous, jiuying and phoenix have such strange and strange species, and it is not unacceptable to have another eight-headed monster.

"If it's a pity, I'll go out and come back in three days. During this period, if there are guests coming, I will be happy to receive." Ning Chen returned, glanced at the woman who had been staying by the side, and asked.

"Yep"

If you nodded, you should whisper.

Ning Chen waved his hand. In the room, a long mahogany box flew out, took it on his back, and turned away.

In the southeastern frontier, the border between Daxia and the Manyang Kingdom, the war has been fought for many years. The Manyang Kingdom has been wildly arrogant and repeated, and has not been taught repeatedly. If it is not in a remote place, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is no such annoying thing in the world. Nation.

Zhongyong Hou, who was responsible for guarding this side, had led Bingxi to support him, and Zhongyong left, knowing that his fate was coming. This time, he was about to let Manyang know the pain of cutting the skin.

Outside Donghua City, the sound of the flute is low, a huge monster rumbling down, eight heads of the snake body, one of the heads of a snake, a barefooted lady in red standing still, blowing the flute in her hand, manipulating the basilisk.

Behind the monster, the black army of Manyang Kingdom is approaching. There are more than one hundred thousand. The ambition of the wolf is undoubted at this moment.

Kong Yu stood in the city, his fists clattered and clattered, and after a few months, the coldness on his face was less, the wind and frost was more, and he looked more like a general than the ruthless boss .

"withdraw"

The most helpless choice, retreating without a fight, shame lingering in my heart, Kong Yu realized that the commitment that Hou Ye said was not only glory, but also a responsibility that must be shouldered.

General Daxia looked at the monster in front, and his eyes were startled and angry. Although he was unwilling, he could only obey the military order and retreat from the abandoned city.

"Kong Yu, how do you understand?"

In the voice, a figure of plain clothes appeared under the city, without looking back, said plainly.

Seeing the person coming, Kong Yu was shocked, and immediately recovered, with an unprecedented straight color path, "Thank you Houye"

"Now, teach you the last thing"

Ning Chen opened the mahogany long box, and the blue **** started. He looked at the army in front and said in a cold voice, "Who is the fist in this world, who has the right to speak, do n’t believe what kind of **** is righteous, if you are kind , Is cruel to the people behind you "

Qingque croaked, striking a dazzling rainbow light, breaking a sword with a sword, and chopping thousands of pounding swords.

The eight-headed snake roared up and shook the earth. On the head of a snake, the red woman's eyes flew in a murderous way, and the flute sounded bleak and disturbing.

The sword flew across, the snake was all around, blood was splashing, but for the hill-like monster, it was just a broken bone.

The woman stepped on her foot, avoiding the close sword light, squeezing her hands, and giant trees descended from the sky.

The bizarre technique, never seen, Ning Chen snorted, swept across with a sword, the giant wood blasted in front of him, turned into debris, and dissipated.

"Courage to come, you don't have to go back"

The frosted sword pierced directly into one of the heads of the giant snake.

"Roar"

With a loud roar, the head of the giant snake exploded, and the remaining seven heads danced, swallowing at the person in front of him, the blood basin had a big mouth, and it was terrifying.

Manipulated by the flute sound, the eight-headed serpent was unaware of fear, and the huge heads were breathing like clouds and mists, and the smell was unbearable.

Ning Chen stepped on the water, the figure was illusory, and the sword traveled the dragon.

In the eyes of the acquired warrior, the snake scales, which are impenetrable, are as fragile as paper at this moment, the sword light passes through, and the blood falls like rain.

The woman in red was frightened, and the flute sounds changed several times. However, the final result could not be changed. She could only watch the **** protector beneath her and was slaughtered naked.

In the loud noise, the heads hit the ground one by one, the blood was stained with red blood and a hundred feet square, and the soldiers who were closer to Manyang were hit by it and fell into the dust with fear.

A sword sealed the throat, the flute broke, and the woman in red was too late to react. Only the eyes were unwilling to conceal it.

In front of the hill-like snake corpse, Ning Chen glanced at the frightened army and ignored it. The matter here had nothing to do with the overall situation. He needed to go back as soon as possible.

"The rest is up to you"

The Qingque returned to its sheath, and Ning Chen carried the long mahogany box and walked away.

"Congratulations to Wuhou"

In the city, a big summer soldier responded from the shock and worshipped him respectfully.

"Open the city gate, chase"

Looking at the retreating army of Manyang Kingdom, Kong Yu flashed coldness in his eyes and ordered.

"Yes"

The generals ordered their lives and endured a few days of anger that exploded in a moment. They swept the army out of the city and chased toward the defeated army ahead.

In the Great Summer Palace, a swordsman in a purple-and-white shirt walked unconsciously, looking at the imperial palace near him, hesitated, and walked up.

"Under Xuantian, please see Zhiminghou" Xuantian looked at the guard in front of him and said calmly.

Looking at the purple and white figure with a sword in front of him, the guards felt a slight shock in his heart, said politely, waited a moment, and quickly walked towards the house.

Hou Ye said that if he sees a person, he obviously cannot feel the breath of any warrior, and he also makes people feel subconsciously afraid, then this person is likely to be a strong man of three disasters.

A few days ago, a Yongye leader came, and today, a strange swordsman and the three disaster victims came. When was it so worthless?

The old housekeeper heard the reward and hurried to the backyard to inform him that Hou Ye was not here. Would n’t this person be in trouble again?

If she left the backyard, she would generously invite Xuan Tian into the front hall.

Just then, outside the Hou Mansion, a red figure in red came, and the former four-pole Saint Son, now the lord of the Holy Land, also came to Shenzhou to check the blood moon.

The two they met again had already changed their appearance. Do you hate? It's hard to say. Only regret is in my heart.

"Son"

The Xuantian salute is still commensurate with the Son, and in his heart, the Lord of the Holy Land will always be the only one.

Kindness will not disappear for anything. Although the realm has done what he did, he never regretted it.

"Xuantian, congratulations"

The chaotic wind and dust open the door and can step into the three disasters, indicating that the former has broken through the shackles of his heart. Xuan Tianben is the most gifted sword genius in the Four Polar Realms, and now he has taken this step for many years.

"Thank you, Son" Xuan Tian calmly said.

"What's the matter?" Chao Fengchen asked.

"It's past, but to the real master, but also to give yourself an explanation," Xuan Tianying said.

Chao Fengchen nodded his head and said nothing more. Xuan Tian's idea was fixed, and he could not change it. I hope that after this war, the past will be completely settled.

The two waited for more than an hour, and just as the sunset was about to fall, their eyes flashed at the same time and came.

The figure of plain clothes that appeared in front of the house ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ carrying a long mahogany box, the blood after the killing, still has not gone.

"Hou Ye, there is a guest," Ruoxi stepped forward to meet him gently.

"Got it, you have worked hard," Ning Chen should say.

In the front hall, the two walked out, looking at the young man coming in front of them, with different thoughts.

"You are still here" Ning Chen glanced at Xuanzhi and said flatly.

"Please" Xuanzhi said seriously.

"If you regret, you back away" Ning Chen asked.

"En" Ruoxi nodded and stepped aside.

The blue bird flew out, and Hao Jian unsheathed it, and then shuddered and trembled.

At this moment, the sword and the sword meet. At this moment, only the sword is up, the past is over, and finally the battle back to the original sword is finally returned. The true element is restrained, but it is still dangerous. .