Marquis of Grand Xia

"Cough"

Ning Chen covered his chest with blood flow and coughed violently. Then the silver light of his right hand lit up, and the wound was frozen in an instant, and he no longer cares about it.

As for the other injuries on his body, it is not fatal. After finding Mu Chengxue, it is not too late to heal.

Ning Chen continued his search. Not far behind, Dark Dragon Guard's face had become extremely ugly, staring at the person in front of him, Se Li rushed inside, "Prince Yan, I will tell you the truth about the matter today, I hope you Good for yourself "

"Oh" Prince Yan chuckled and stepped away with Ning Chen.

"Ben Wang is waiting!"

Hearing the words, Dark Dragon Guard's face changed and changed, and his figure flickered into a stream of light as he flew towards the way he came.

He had to report to the Emperor Xia today as soon as possible. Ning Chen's growth was too terrible. In a few months, he had surpassed all Shadow Guardians.

And the bow in his hand is even more of a threat, and just that arrow, even he felt a trace of pressure.

Dark Dragon Guard left, and Ning Chen and Prince Yan ignored it, but continued to find one room and one street after another.

The night was long, and the figure on the wheelchair under the moon was tired and stubbornly insisted. Behind him, another figure followed without any delay.

Suddenly, the world and earth changed with shock. Above nine days, the sword light lit like a moon, and with a bang, it cut into the distance.

"Bang"

Another powerful breath resisted, and slightly weaker, but barely able to fight.

"Twilight Snow"

Ning Chen's body shuddered, looking at the sword light above Jiu Tian, ​​and then quickly moved the wheelchair, and quickly swept forward.

There is nothing wrong with it, it is definitely her breath.

Prince Yan frowned, walked a few steps, and immediately turned into a blue light to follow.

In this short time, between the world and the world, the two strong men have touched each other for more than ten strokes. They can't see clearly, but they are powerful and frightening.

After a while, the battle stopped, and the bright moon slowly descended over nine days. The white clothes were like snow, and the perfect face was cold and without waves, without a trace of human emotion.

"Mu Chengxue!"

The black wheelchair stopped, and Ning Chen looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, her face first rejoiced, and her smile gradually froze, and her heart sank.

The beauty in her eyes, like her coldness, is perfect but unreal, far away from people.

The indifference in those eyes was like a sword, and Ning Chen who was cut by a knife was breathless.

She really forgot him.

"Uh"

The sudden and heavy blow made it difficult for Ning Chen to suppress the long-deposited injury in the body, and he snorted and vomited in the sky.

At the next moment, Ning Chen's body was dark yellow and silver, and the atmosphere of both kept on and off, and his state of mind changed drastically, making the unstable cultivation practice finally unsustainable and falling directly from Wudao Liupin.

Prince Yan's expression changed, and he took a step forward, and immediately approached, his sword finger condensed, and the point was forward.

"Convergence!"

When Prince Yan swallowed, Shen Gong drank another three points, forcibly suppressing the violent qi of the former body.

Not far away, Mu Chengxue looked at this scene quietly, and there was no change in his cold eyes.

The realm went backwards, the heavenly book appeared, and Ning Chen disregarded the injury. He forced the golden paper of the life roll out of the body, and immediately vomited another vermilion in his mouth, blood staining the heavenly book.

"Do you still remember it, you gave it to me, it's for body building and body building" Ning Chen smiled broadly, and the blood in his mouth continued to flow, and he gradually dyed the half of his shirt so that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"The Roll of Life"

Mu Chengxue's calm face finally showed a change, but instead of remembering something, it was more cold and cold.

"You, **** it!"

The icy voice ruined Ning Chen's last thought and ruined Ning Chen's last hint.

At this moment, a sword light as bright as the moon was cut, and there was no more color in the world.

"boom"

The moment when Jiaoyue fell, Zhige sword came out, blocking this life-threatening sword. Prince Yan's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, and he slowly said, "With this king, no one can hurt him today!"

The volume of blood dripping and floating before Ning Chen couldn't recall the lost memory. From now on, the world will be separated from each other.

"Ha ha"

Crazy and soulless laughter echoed in the deserted city, so desolate under the night.

"when"

When the swords and the swords touched each other, the Duel and the Duel confronted each other. Prince Yan held Zhige and faced with the congenital realm of Twilight Snow.

The legendary battle is innate, and the battle should be quite different, but because the swords in the hands of the two repel each other, it becomes a stalemate.

At this moment, another powerful figure came and saw his face sinking after seeing the scroll of life in front of Ning Chen.

It turned out that the scroll of life was not in the hands of the princess, but in the person in front of him.

The breath of the Son of God was a little messy, and he only spent a lot of power in the battle with Mu Chengxue. After a brief rate adjustment, he barely recovered 70%.

The emergence of the new strongman made Prince Yan's brows wrinkle, Zhi Gejian added another three points of heavy weight, the thick earth's gas spread out, and the speed of Mu Chengxue as fast as possible was reduced as much as possible.

Not far away, the figure of the Son of God who was walking slowly flashed a few times, and walked to Ning Chen without any hesitation.

This person, **** it!

"Bang"

At the critical moment, another sword flew out of the sword frame, and Prince Yan's eyes turned, his left hand was firmly grasped, and in front of Ningchen Hengjian, a sword blocked the power of the Son of God.

"Ben Wang said, today, no one can hurt him!" Prince Yan's expression was calm and calm, and his tone could not be doubted.

The two swords fight against two arrogances, and the Daxia contemporary legend stands alone, standing in front of Ning Chen, protecting this last line, and not allowing anyone to step through the first half of the body.

Mu Chengxue, the son of God, the purpose of which is in the scroll of life, but was hindered by Prince Yan, both eyes are cold and abnormal.

"Uh"

Xueqian Qianying moved so fast that she couldn't see it. Prince Yan's right hand stopped the sword at the same time. The thick earth's gas and his own sense of the sword breath barely blocked the sword in Muchengxue's hands.

At the same time, the Son of God moved lightly, his palms thundered, and the world was shocked.

Prince Yan's left-hand water blue ancient sword used softness to overcome the endless blue water light to take the power of wind and thunder and unloaded into the earth.

Faced with the two strongest arrogances of the younger generation, as strong as Da Xia's contemporary legends, they all have one point offensive and nine points of defensive position, responding to danger.

Zhao Zhao Kuai, Zhao Zhao Shen, Zhang Zhang Qiang, Jian Jian Rou, Swords meet the enemy from side to side, attacking and defending seamlessly, without flaws, but gradually showing signs of out of control.

After ten strokes, Prince Yan stopped Ge in his hand for half a minute. Immediately, the shadow passed by, and a green cloth at the right cuff fell silently.

Prince Yan frowned, glancing at the sword deep in the sword frame, and hesitated in his heart.

Relying on the sword in his hand to cope with a twilight snow, it has been reluctant, plus a son of God, this battle has no chance of winning.

Thinking about the moment of hesitation, Prince Yan's sword was inadequate, and he could not relieve his strength. The left hand holding the sword couldn't help but felt a little numbness.

Prince Yan sighed helplessly and finally made up his mind to pull out the sword deep in the sword frame. Suddenly, a breath of breath broke out behind him, but he saw three horrible arrows, chasing stars and shooting out into the battle. The Son of God.

Sudden change, breaking the stalemate, Prince Yan's body moved, his heart grasped, the two swords merged, the Zhige sword turned into a snow, the ancient blue sword sent another vast wave of water, and immediately grabbed Ningchen into a stream of streamer Far away.

Mu Chengxue was about to chase, but he was trapped by the water wave, and was suddenly slowed down.

"Boom"

On the other side, the Son of God connects the Three Arrows and steps back three steps. Although the body is not at the peak, it is still unscathed.

After Prince Yan swept Ning Chen out of the deserted city for a hundred miles, he stopped in a wilderness. It was not that he did not want to go, but that the latter could no longer support it.

The last three arrows completely exhausted all of Ning Chen's energy. Even in the heyday state, he never tried to pull the second arrow, let alone shoot out the three arrows one after another when the injury erupted and Xiu reversed.

"Support"

Seeing Ning Chen's scattered breath and continually overflowing blood, Prince Yan's heart sank, and the previous injury was okay, but the scattered and falling breath of this realm rushed east and west, once again increasing his injury several times.

Even worse than this, the true element in Ning Chen ’s Qihai that was used to suppress the injury was also discharged with the three arrows, and was instantly consumed cleanly, and was unable to stop the rapid deterioration of the injury around the body.

"Uh"

With a muffled sound, Ning Chen shook his body, and immediately turned his head, spitting out blood, and his consciousness gradually fainted.

"Drinking" Prince Yan stepped forward, breathing vast breath into the former body, forcibly suppressing all the true qi around him.

"It's not a way to go like this." After a moment, Prince Yan closed his hand and knew that he was not good at saving people. He had to think of another way. He grabbed Ning Chen in his right hand, turned into a streamer, and swept away into the distance.

Just shortly after the two left, a white figure in white appeared, glanced at the blood on the ground, frowned, and immediately turned away.

In Wushuangcheng, Prince Yan quickly passed Ning Chen, pushed open the door of Prince Thai House, and rushed directly towards the lobby in front.

At the next moment, a heavy drink spread throughout the Prince's Mansion, "Second Brother, come out to save people"

A ringing sound in the ear awakened everyone in the palace. Prince Thai quickly came to the lobby and looked at Prince Yan, who had a slightly disturbed breath. UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help but sink.

This is clearly a sign of just after a war.

He knows his third brother better than anyone else, so he is well aware of his martial arts achievements and can force him to such a point, and there are few in the whole world.

Prince Thai is about to ask, but Prince Yan raised his hand to stop, "The rest will wait, save people first"

Prince Thai then noticed Ning Chen, who was leaning back in a wheelchair, reached out his hand to touch his pulse, and his expression gradually became difficult to look at.

Good chaotic pulse.

The doubts in Prince Thai's mind are even stronger. The latter's disorganized and innocent body is clearly a sign of the collapse of the body. However, how can this happen with his third brother, who is talented and martial.

What shocked him even more was that this person was not a eunuch!

At this time, Xia Nianyi also came to the hall, looking at Ning Chen, who was bloodied and unconscious, and there was no feeling of joy in his heart, but a complex and unspeakable light and heavy.

In the lobby, Prince Thai temporarily depressed his heart and was puzzled. He glanced at the younger brother next to him and said, "You know, how much will it cost to save him"

In this world, there is no unexplained grace, and there is no unrequited love. He cannot help anyone.

Prince Yan did not answer, just said two words in a deep voice, "Save people"

Prince Thai frowned again, looking at the former's attachment, and finally nodded helplessly, "Nian Yi, go get Tiandan"

"Yes"

Xia Nianyi responded with a cry, and immediately lifted her pace towards the Danfang.

Xia Nianyi left, and in the lobby, Prince Yan looked at the embarrassed Ning Chen in a wheelchair and couldn't help but sigh.

Time has only been named, not merciless ...

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