Chapter 208: Ning Chen exits

The four innate, breathing together, forming an absolutely suppressed world, still hundreds of miles away, made the generals of Northern Mongolia feel an unbearable depression. E Novel Ww┡W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM
Fan Lingyue got up, waved her hand, and Jingye flew to her in the beginning, and the sword continued to tremble without being unsheathed. Obviously, she was also shocked by this powerful breath.
"military adviser"
Xiao Wanhua, Wu Wuqing and others hurried forward and said worriedly.
"You back away, these people are not what you can cope with" Fan Lingyue said coldly.
Generals such as Xiao Wanhua and Qingwuyou did not dare to violate the order and took many soldiers to retreat again and again.
In the lonely night, Fan Lingyue waited for the enemy to approach from afar before he became an independent military camp.
The night breeze blows, the blue blouse hunts and flies, the green silk is like a waterfall, and it floats in the wind. No one can predict the future battle. The soldiers of Northern Mongolia still trust their soldiers wholeheartedly as always, even The sky is unshakable.
Only Xiao Wanhua, whose strength is closest to the innate, is worried in his eyes. The gap between the innate and the acquired is unimaginable. No matter how strong the military division is, it is impossible to deal with the four innate strongmen at the same time.
The four of them are in a blink of an eye. The two men and two women are not too old, but their real ages are all scary.
"Old Ancestor"
Xiao Wanhua was shocked when he saw one of the men in shock.
Was he wrong? The person in front of him turned out to be the ancestor of the Xiao family who had the luck to meet him when he was young.
After more than thirty years, he still vaguely remembers the appearance of his ancestors, exactly the same as the people in front of him, no difference.
"The Xiao family? Is it really a coincidence?" Xiao Pojun glanced at him lightly.
"Is there any descendant of you, but don't be so soft-hearted," the woman in red said coldly.
"That's nature," Xiao Pojun nodded.
"Wang Lingyue, finally give you a chance, as long as you cooperate with Yuhua Valley, I will immediately help you to lay down the big summer, otherwise, next year's today will be your sacrifice day," a middle-aged blue man said, warning .
"It's still that sentence. It's my business if I can't beat Da Xia. The future of the land of China will not be the lead of the feather valley." Fan Lingyue said indifferently, indifferently.
"Ancestor, how can you help Yuhua Valley deal with the military division?" Xiao Wanhua stepped forward and asked anxiously.
"Unrestrained" Xiao Pojun's eyes were cold, his whole body was swaying, and he instantly retreated Xiao Wanhua by ten feet.
"The Xiao family broke the army and had heard it for a long time. Seeing me today made me disappointed." Fan Lingyue said flatly.
"No matter how good your tongue is, you can't live tonight, but the Northern Mongolian military commander, who is famous in the world, is just like this.
"It's no use saying more, come on"
The words fell, and every step of listening to the moon took a step. Suddenly, the Yingying white light rose, shining into the world.
"Be careful, this white light is weird, there is no way to invade, and it is energy-consuming and very difficult," the woman in red warned.
"Are you afraid of being beaten, every day the peak of the day after tomorrow, no matter how powerful it can be," the woman in yellow sneered.
"Old lady Yan, if you want to die, no one stops" the woman in red snorted coldly and replied.
"Don't be noisy, you can't finish the task, it's no good for anyone"
After speaking, the middle-aged man in blue robbed him and shot it with his palm.
Fan Lingyue draws a sword, the white light is bright, the majestic and true energy is instantaneous.
The middle-aged man in blue immediately was shocked, and his body collapsed into the air and returned to ten feet away.
At the same time, Xiao Pojun's long sword fell in the hands, domineering, and shocked the world.
"Jidu Sword" Fan Lingyue's eyes narrowed, not shining or avoiding, squeezing his hands, he grabbed Jidu's blade with a loud sound.
The sword of Luo Su, the ancient overlord, was capable of slashing the sky, but did not expect to be in the hands of Xiao Pojun.
On Jidu's sword, white light spreads like Yuehua, and Xiao Pojun only feels that his whole body is completely vented, and will soon be lost.
The palm of the sword, and the woman in red swept forward, urged by her palms, and surrounded Wei to save Zhao.
Fan Lingyue loosened the Jidu knife, and on the side of his body, he immediately greeted with a sword, and crossed a brilliant killing light.
The woman in red retreated sharply, unwilling to touch her front easily.
In a blink of an eye, the siege of the three men had passed a round. The three innate teams joined hands and did not have the upper hand. It shocked the woman in yellow on the side. How could the acquired peak be so powerful.
"Let's go together, otherwise no one can go back tonight," the woman in red warned again.
This time, the woman in yellow no longer refuted. She shook her right hand, a sharp ancient front appeared, the sword body was cold and awe-inspiring, and it was irritating.
Four people gathered around and attacked together, a strong atmosphere overwhelming, forcing everything.
The five strong men of the world are decisive, four to one. Before the army of Northern Mongolia, all the elephants collapsed and the earth was devastated.
Fan Lingyue's white body was sublimated to the fullest, and his combat power was raised to the extreme. Ten feet of white light covered the world.
The blood pooled, overflowing from the corner of the mouth, and a drop fell on the blue skirt. Where the body of the moon couldn't withstand the release of all its strength for a long time, it began to appear out of balance.
In the Tiancang Academy, the Confucius transformed the Confucian aura of awe-inspiring spirit, opened the disc of the sky, and the omnipresent universe turned, showing the opportunity of heaven and earth.
After a long time, the Confucius closed his hand, looked at the distant Wulin direction, and said, "Ning Chen, come to the Academy immediately"
In the Netherworld Mansion, Ning Chen, who had been closed for a long time, opened his eyes violently, the swordsmanship around him converged, got up and walked, and disappeared instantly.
At the next moment, the ghost chair galloped and hurried towards the college.
Less than half an hour later, the ghost sedan came to the academy, Ning Chen got off the sedan, and a shadow passed by, and came to the Confucius's courtyard.
"Teacher" Ning Chen respectfully worshipped and saluted.
"One thing, I want to tell you," the Master said slowly.
"Master, please speak," Ning Chen respectfully said.
Confucius simply talked about the Feather Valley, and afterwards said calmly, "How to do it, you decide for yourself"
Ning Chen said nothing more, summoned a ghost chair, and quickly went north.
Confucius yawning, a flash of relief flashed through the old eyes, these two younger generations, compared to the vast majority of the world, must be sober.
Not far away, the dean was silent, and he did not expect that his measure was not as good as that of a young man.
He really couldn't help the military division of Northern Mongolia. Although he was involved in the Three Disasters, he still couldn't ignore the rise and fall of Daxia. The master of Shenzhou, he hoped that Daxia was more than Northern Mongolia.
The ghost sedan is getting faster and faster. Among the ghost sedan, Ning Chen took out the other shore flower and bite off a petal to swallow into his belly.
The battle for a while will certainly be extremely tragic. If at that time, the toxicity exploded, he would not even have the opportunity to take the other shore flower.
He could not have imagined that after going out, the first battle turned out to be to help Fan Lingyue. Originally he wanted to give her a surprise. This time, Fan Lingyue gave him a surprise.
Before the Northern Mongolian Army, the more intense the battle, Fan Lingyue, who shot with all his strength, was as glorious as Nine Heavens Xuanyue, and the whole world was brightened.
In a one-on-four battle across the congenital and acquired, the four were shocked, and there was such a terrifying person in the world.
However, no matter how powerful Fan Lingyue is, in the face of the four congenital siege, he finally showed his fatigue, while the three players attacked with a sword, the palm of his back was printed, and the white light was not enough. Body plus body, blood stained the sky.
The "military division" was carefree, and Xiao Wanhua and other generals were shocked and immediately stepped forward.
"Retreat"
Fan Lingyue gave a cold drink and ordered.
Qingwu and other people were stagnant. For a long time, the army's orderly Jiwei made everyone dare not go against it and stepped back to its original position step by step.
"Fan Lingyue, you won the respect of Xiao Pojun, and the next move will take your life"
When the words fell, Xiao Pojun raised his countdown sword, and the sword rushed into the sky, traversing a long bloodstain, the power of terror, the trembling of nine days, it was amazing.
The rest of the three saw this, their bodies rose, and they cooperated with each other. They wanted to end the woman's life in one stroke.
However, at this moment, an ink-black sword appeared in the battlefield, and Xiao Pojun, who was completely absorbed in the move, failed to respond, and tried his best to escape, but was still penetrated by his right chest with a sword.
"unfortunately"
Ning Chen pulled out the ink sword, and the figure came to Fan Lingyue in a flash. There was a little regret on his face. This sword, he wanted to pierce the heart of the left chest.
Suddenly the variables changed. Everyone present was shocked. Xiao Pojun, who was created by the ink sword, immediately urged Qi to stop the bleeding wounds.
In addition, the three of them also stared at each other, and did not dare to carelessly face the sudden stranger.
"It's you?"
Fan Lingyue coughed, vomited a bit of blood, and said tiredly.
"Amazed? I didn't expect that we still have a day to join forces, but can you still fight?" Ning Chen calmly said.
"Infinite Warfare"
Fan Lingyue wiped off the blood at the corner of her mouth and said slowly.
"That's good. Tonight, there is no distinction between Da Xia and Bei Meng between you and me. Let's clear these divine traitors first, and the most disgusting thing in my life is the traitor.
Ning Chen looked at the four people in front of her, murderous and terrifying.
"What is a traitor?" Fan Lingyue said.
"Hometown language, you don't understand it," Ning Chen replied.
"Oh," Fan Lingyue smiled faintly, "That's needless to say, just, can your body support it, don't you want to pull my hind legs"
"This is what I want to tell you"
Ning Chen replied, stepping forward, the sword of the whole body appeared.
Fan Lingyue flashed a different color in his eyes, he really was different ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It seems that you have to step into the congenital too.
"Like you, dare not take that step"
Ning Chen moved, Mo Jian opened the sky, an unmatched sword intended to directly cross the boundary between innate and acquired, and looted towards Xiao Pojun and the woman in yellow.
The two were shocked, Ji Dudao and Gu Feng cooperated with a bang, and hit the sword of the sky.
A shock sounded, and the blood in the two people was moved by this terrible sword intention, violently tumbling.
Shan Jian should have two fronts, and the fighting side will start to be white-hot.
On the other side, after losing two opponents, Fan Lingyue felt the pressure was greatly reduced, the net industry was swayed at the beginning, the white light was cool, and the radiance was bright.
The woman in red and the middle-aged man in blue teamed up against each other, and the same battle was fierce.
Yesterday's opponents, today's comrades-in-arms, in the face of foreign aggression, the two temporarily put down their positions without reservation and fully opposed the enemy.