Marquis of Grand Xia

Outside the Luojia Mountain, the Supreme Masters of all the religions joined forces to kill the destiny, and the situation of the world demons was reopened. The unrelenting grudges finally broke out after the war in the Tianfu.

The ten deities are the same, and the innate army will accompany them, cutting off all the escape routes, and it is bound to completely end this battle of demons that lasts for several years.

Surrounded by groups, knowing to kill manifested itself, black hunting, long hair dancing, cold eyes, no human emotions, let people feel the deep chill of the bone marrow.

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar figure around him, Yin'er was stunned, and immediately grasped the sleeve of the former with both hands, the pretty little face was not shaken at all.

"Are you afraid?" The demon said, looking sideways.

"Not afraid" Yin'er shook his head and replied.

"Ok, you follow me, I will take you out of the encirclement"

To restore the demon body, Ning Chen's tone no longer has the gentleness of the past, however, the firmness of the words is half beyond doubt.

"Uh" Yin'er nodded vigorously, responding.

With a wave of his hand, Chi Lian emerged from the air, descending from the sky, the fierce anger was pervasive, Ning Chen held the sword, the figure flew out, the blade rhythm moved, and the space wailed.

The three swords of Baili, Chiwei and Qingyu block the fierce sword, the collision shock, the aftermath scattered, the stalemate for a moment, the evening, Bihui, the red building swept up, Hao Yuan rolled, and the palm of life demanded.

Xuan Zhen, Wen Yang followed up, opened and closed, moving the mountain.

The eight deities teamed up to blame the evil, one in one, two in one, constantly changing, and the offensive was unmatched.

Facing the killing, Ning Chen's expression was cold, holding Yiner in one hand and waving Chilian in one hand. The majestic magic energy was endless, and he continued to rise around the two.

Demon Qi body protection, Feng Yuan blessing, the fusion of power and speed, killing body combat power, a sword in hand, Wan Fu Mo opened.

The sound of the combination of knives, swords, axes, and yue continually sounded. Eight lords chased their lives, and thirty and a half lords helped each other.

Outside the killing game, the emperor walked in the spring and autumn, watching the battle and calmly waiting for the shot.

In the battle of the eight respected wheels, a fateful sword sword, a sword of courageous warfare, and a shadow of courageous warfare, in the face of the siege of the army, the expression is not half scared.

"kill"

Killing soundly, thousands of congenital strongmen stepped forward with their swords, swords, halberds, and no room left.

"Blood Path"

The magic body moves, Chi Lian opens Huangquan Road, the sword rhythm moves, the sword light breaks through the air, the broken limbs fly off, the blood stains the red wilderness.

The soldiers are like Hong Taoyong, the blood is condensed in a blink of an eye, the blood-stained sword is more resentful, and the sword is sharper and the light is dazzling.

The three statues retired, and the three statues came afterwards, with a strong offensive without any pause.

During the storm-like attack, the demon body walked in strange steps, with a phantom figure, avoiding crises again and again, and Chi Lian kept absorbing the power of resentment between heaven and earth, and his power became more and more amazing.

"Thorn"

There was a sound of the ripped clothes and silk. Baili Zun's right arm, the blood flower was scattered, facing the sword with the speed of power, he was hurt for the first time.

Outside the battle, seeing the siege hard to prevail, the Spring Emperor, the emperor stepped forward and stepped forward, the palm halberd cooperated to help kill the game.

The two strong shots, Ning Chendun doubled the pressure, a sword shock opened the body of the halberd, the figure flicked, withdrew from a few steps.

Yuan Emperor snorted coldly, his palms followed him, and he was ruthless.

Ning Chen Hengjian blocked the move, and with a loud shock, he once again marked out several steps.

"Fortune Power"

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed as he looked at the purple air that surrounded the former, and said coldly.

"Mr. Zhiming, this day, the emperor waited a long time"

Yuan Huang turned his palm into a fist, and the purple qi was urged, and a huge dragon-shaped energy roared out, surrounded by the whole body, and the emperor of Kaiyang first appeared as a supreme practice.

Ning Chen turned his palm to block the dragon's energy, stepped back, took advantage of the situation, swept a sword, and the black phoenix roared out behind him.

The dragon and phoenix hissed and ran straight into the sky. After a while, they collided violently.

In the aftermath, there was a mumble, and the two retreated together, regardless of the outcome.

"One trick for another, know your destiny, you are defeated"

The emperor suppressed the injury in his body, stepped forward, and urged him again, Megatron.

Bu Chunqiu also greeted him, and the other eight players cooperated with each other, with an unprecedented terrible lineup and merciless killing.

Ning Chen stood alone, fighting against thousands of armies alone, with magic power on his sword, pushing him to the limit.

"Blood Flame"

Chi Lian slashed, rage gathered in all directions, the red blood flames that burned the sky and simmered in the sea stirred up, the earth cracked, the earth fire spewed, helping the power of magic.

All of a sudden, screams shook the sky, the blood flame passed by, burned to refining souls, and all the innate figures were obliterated in the waves of fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

A sword shook the sky, and there was a gap in the siege. Ning Chen took Yin'er and stepped across the gap, rushing towards the gap.

"Have you left?"

Bu Chunqiu leapt forward and waved his halberd to stop the road.

At this moment, the void scrolled, the Dragon Gate manifested, and a girl in purple clothes walked out, raised her slender hands, and grabbed the heavy halberd directly, her expression coldly said, "Bu Chunqiu, and the sages, what are you doing?

"Meng Zun, Zhiming Hou is Chi Lianmo, the fact is already in front of you, please also get rid of this demon together," Bu Chunqiu said coldly.

"If I can't say it!" Zhao Liusu's eyes pulsated coldly and answered.

"Then offended"

Bu Chunqiu turned the heavy halberd in his hand and cut it straight.

"With you!"

Zhao Liusu's expression was cold, he waved his hand to stop the heavy halberd, and immediately took a palm shot, slamming the former.

"He can't, what about me?"

In a word, the war situation changed again, Xiaguang gathered, a woman in a green skirt came out, three sisters on the mountain, appeared in the war situation.

"Xi Piaosu" saw the coming person, Zhao Liusu's face sank and said.

"You continue to hunt down the destiny prince, here will be handed over to me" Xi Piaoxu said lightly.

"Thank you!"

Bu Chunqiu responded, stepped and chased forward.

The ten statues moved, and Zhao Liusu flew in a hurry, wanting to stop, however, Xi Piaoxu moved with it, palming Ning Hao Yuan, blocking the former.

Suddenly trembling, palms handing over, Xi Piaoxue took a step back and fell a little bit, but, with the Buddha's immortality, it should be the way to stop the former.

"Xi Piaoxu, Zhiming Hou and you have no grievances or enemies, why do you have to kill him?" Zhao Liusu said in anger.

"If he doesn't die, the younger sister will never be able to enter the supreme realm. Moreover, the Buddha and the Devil have never stood apart from each other. The Commander of the Order has been transformed into a demon, leaving sooner or later to be a disaster for the world," Xi Piaoxu said indifferently.

It is difficult to understand the truth. Zhao Liusu's face was condensed and no longer talked. He stepped on his body. The nine-soul roulette manifested itself as a divine sword and was cut out of the Buddha.

With a bang, the two confronted each other again, and the air was turbulent, obliterating the two.

At the same time, Ning Chen took Yin'er among the most important troops, waving his sword one step at a time, breaking Ge, flying his remaining arms, and the blood flowers flying away, killing a **** road.

"You know, you can't escape"

Palm power, halberd light struck from the rear, Ning Chen looked back to stop the move, the blood of his right arm blew out in a violent collision.

"You're injured," Yin'er said in a hurry.

"No hindrance"

Ning Chen whispered back, the magic fire rose on the sword, and the sword swayed the heavy halberd, and the figure immediately passed sideways, avoiding the sternness of the body, stepping through the shadows, and the sword moved out again.

"Broken"

Baizhang Kuanglan, open the sky, blood bones scattered all over the sky, two moves, red dyed, withdrew from a few steps.

The two respected retreat, the three respected re-enter the wrong body, without any gaping attack, again forced.

Jian Feng blocked three respects, and when he was short of breath, Ning Chen's mouth was stained with red, and with a deep drink, Mo Tao rolled away.

Suddenly trembling, the three statues draw a few feet, and the heavy halberd follows, and the cold front shines.

Sword and halberd confronted each other, blood spattered, Chilian dyed red, but the sword momentum did not stop, the demon madness was furious, the sword was magnificent, and the ground was broken.

"Uh"

In the spring and autumn, the emperor withdrew ten steps at the same time, and the blood at the corner of his mouth overflowed and spilled onto the ground.

On the other side, Ning Chen was repulsed by the aftermath, and the corners of her mouth were also red, and her whole body was agitated with a sign of instability.

"Mr. Zhiming, your path has come to an end"

In the evening, Bihui, and the Three Lords of the Red Mansion were forced to go up again. At the moment of crisis, the distance, blue light galloped, Daojian broke through, and one sword blocked the three.

The figure of the broken arm is never seen again, full of alcohol. The once-flirting Taibai House Lord was later defeated by the legend of the sword swordsman in the Eastern Region. All the past is gone.

"Fate, let's go," said the leader of the Taibai House with his back to his life, calmly said.

"Thank you"

Ning Chen didn't hesitate too much, passing the sound, and quickly skimmed towards the Luojia Mountain.

"Taibai House Lord, you" looked at the road blocker in front of him, Luo Xiaozun said angrily.

"No need to talk, come on"

The leader of Taibai Mansion waved his aisle and said.

"You can't save him. Today, no one can save him!"

Bu Chunqiu snorted coldly, his halberd stepped forward, and chopped off.

The two strong clashes, the earth was tossing, and a series of cracks spread vertically and horizontally, reaching thousands of feet away.

When one person dragged the battle, the Yuan Emperor simultaneously transported the power of Qi and Yun, passing by, rushing towards the head of Taibai House.

"You continue to chase"

Two to one, during the drag battle, Bu Chunqiu shouted with a deep voice, and the halberd waved like a wind, blocking the road of the Taibai Lord's main aid.

The Eight Lords and the army continued to chase, planning for a few days, and arranging them heavily. They would never allow their fate to escape.

Under the Luojia Mountain, the army is endless and endless, and the blood of the Xilian fierce sword is spitting out, the gas is rolling, and the people are shocked.

In the battle of life and death, there is no more friendship, only killing, killing birth.

Swords are mournful ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Weeping mournfully, the deceitful body is in a state of tremendous tremor, and it is increasingly unstable.

"You let me go first, they won't hurt me"

Seeing the little blood falling on the former's arm, Yin'er's big eyes were filled with tears, and his voice cried.

"Don't talk silly"

Ning Chen should say a word, drink it softly, wave his sword and point the edge, suddenly, Mo Tao rolls like waves, a sword reflects the moon, nine days of dark clouds gather quickly, Thunder masterpiece.

"Magic, Burial"

As soon as the sword entered the ground, the heaven and earth fell in nine days, and the earth of all directions collapsed. The endless sword intention spread rapidly. Wherever it passed, the landslide fell and the blood flowed into a river.

Just when Zhiming was in a crisis of life and death, hundreds of miles away, a shadow of a cyan dress appeared, and her soft face was full of anxiety, quickly rushing in the direction of the battle.

Lime, the last loved one in this life, like a moth, crossed the night and rushed to death.