Chapter 113: Bad news

All the methods of listening to the moon can indeed waste the true energy of the people they contact, whether it is the sword or the body, and the longer the contact time, the faster the true air loss rate.
The Northern Mongolian military division is indeed the most terrifying person in the world.
Whether it is wisdom or martial arts, there is almost no weakness in any listening moon, which makes all opponents feel deeply powerless.
The ink sword in Ning Chen's hands once again frosted, the snowflakes fluttered all over him, his figure flew past, and a sword broke into the air.
Fan Lingyue's body was also deceived, and her hands gleamed with bright white light, and she explored Mo Jian.
"when"
The moment the sword palms meet, Mo Jian touches away immediately, and does not stay for a moment. Above the blade edge, frost bloom disappears, and immediately freezes.
Ning Chen did not hesitate to choose the drag fight, with the least consumption of true energy, try to consume the strength of the former as much as possible. He knows that if there is a health in the body, it is not easy to fight for a long time. This is also his only chance.
The battle between the two sides became more and more fierce, and the clothing side, the strong and fast competition, reached the most white hot level.
The blood coat stains blood, adding three points of power. Between the moves, the blood shines brightly, and a large number of voids are distorted and there are road cracks, which may collapse at any time.
Mu Chengxue's sword, even the remnants of the shadow can't be seen clearly, all over the sky I saw a white brilliance, and it was fleeting.
"Blood Can Monument, Ning"
In the splendid brilliance, a sky stele appeared in the air, surrounded by blood, and the blood shined into the sky. It showed a sense of oppression that only the congenital strong had.
Mu Chengxue was trapped in a quagmire, and his speed dropped by three points.
Bloody clothing Hou Qing raised the blood canal monument, turned his palms horrificly, and pressed extremely fast.
The war situation was unfavorable, Mu Chengxue withdrew from Baizhang, rose up into the sky, the shadow sword turned sharply, and the sky became madly gathered into sword gas, forming a dazzling snow-colored wings behind him.
"Swords leave marks!"
After a brief glance, the shadow in the air has disappeared, leaving a trace of the sword, before the coat.
"Boo" blood flower gradually, blood clothing Hou added new red on his body.
The speed of reproduction was suppressed, and the blood-coat Hou did not retreat.
"Bang" Snow-colored wings were affected by the palm wind, scattered for half, Mu Chengxue raised his sword to block the move, and his body was suddenly shocked by giant force.
Ten Swords exchanged a hand, Bloody Cloth Hou Zhaoli was fierce, and Mu Chengxue sometimes couldn't escape. The blood in his body was tumbling. Although he was not injured, he was also affected.
At the time when the clothes Hou and Mu Chengxue were inseparable, Ning Chen's side also encountered trouble again.
Fan Lingyue became more and more powerful during the war, and his body was raised to the peak. Zhou Shenying was white and bright, and he was one step at a time, one move and one strong.
Mo Jianshuanghua, it is scattered when touched, and within the white light, the true energy quickly loses.
Ning Chen retreated and retreated, and his heart was depressed. Since martial arts, the first battle has been so embarrassing.
Fan Lingyue has no mercy, suppresses it step by step, and is desperately trying to get rid of this big trouble today.
Absolute repression has made this battle suspense-free and will soon be divided.
However, at this moment, when the variables suddenly appeared, Fan Lingyue's body suddenly had a sudden cough, and the white light around him quickly dissipated.
The sick and stumped body, unable to withstand the long-term consumption, began to appear unsupported.
"Yi Yu Tao Tao"
Ning Chen's eyes condensed, and the sword rose from the waves, and in the wild waves, one sword cut the sky!
In the sudden explosion, the world was miserable, and the dust dust rolled up, obscuring the sight of everyone around.
"Uh"
In the dust, the Yingying white light rose again, and the palms of the swords touched each other. Fan Lingyue groaned and stepped back a few steps, and immediately squeezed his hands to release the force.
With a loud bang, Ning Chen flew out again, spraying blood, and after landing, a sword was inserted into the ground, barely holding his body.
"Cough"
Fan Lingyue coughed violently, and the blood from the pool continued to flow from his fingertips, and the white and bright white surrounding him began to become extremely unstable, suddenly strong and weak.
Seeing this, Mu Chengxue wrinkled his brow, his figure flew across, and a sword of light cut towards Ning Chen, and immediately rolled up Fan Lingyue and withdrew from the battle.
At the same time, the blood-clothed hou came and blocked the sword light, looking at the two retreated, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Are you okay"
"It's okay"
Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and shook her head hard.
This battle is too embarrassing. If it were not for Fan Lingyue's body that could not withstand the long-term battle, he would definitely lose.
Heaven is finally fair, giving Fan Lingyue the terrible wisdom and martial talents, and also let her have a sickly body.
The army of Northern Mongolia retreated with mighty force, and the soldiers in the city were relieved. The pressure of the ten thousand heavy riders was too strong. It was like a flood of iron, and everything in front was to be engulfed.
After the Northern Mongolian Tieqi retreat, Xueyi Hou took Ning Chen back to the city's main palace. Both of them were injured and needed to be cultivated, especially Ning Chen, who received the palms of Fan Lingyue.
Xiao Mingyue has been staying by the bed, silently serving soup, and the sad little face has never laughed again.
In the army of Northern Mongolia, Fan Yueyue was also not much better. The blood was dyed red and half of the blue clothing was very desolate.
"Retreat!"
Half a day later, a military order was issued, and the army rose from the camp, and withdrew two hundred miles according to the agreement.
"Houye, Beimeng retired"
Outside the house, a general sent a message to inform the situation.
"Yep, got it"
Ning Chen leaned on the bed and said tiredly.
He was not surprised at the retreat. Anyone who is proud of listening to the moon will retreat if he promises to retire.
It's not the same thing to count and count, and promises to promises. He has never remembered many lies during his life, but the promises he made have never been forgotten.
He and Fan Lingyue are always similar people. Apart from the appearance, they still have their own pride in their bones.
The distance of two hundred miles is not much, but it can relieve the soldiers and the people in the city and reduce a lot of pressure.
This war will not end too soon. With such high pressure and tension, before the war is over, the soldiers and the people in the city will not be able to bear it, and they will collapse.
Xiao Mingyue was not very interested, and there was no response after hearing the news of his withdrawal.
"Mingyue, she's okay, don't worry"
Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's hair and comforted that in these few days, the most difficult thing was the bright moon. Being between him and Fan Lingyue really made Xiao Mingyue embarrassed.
"Can you stop playing again"
Mingyue's mood was a little low. Today she saw that Sister Lingyue and the bad guy were injured, and her heart was very uncomfortable. Both of them are the best people in the world for her. Why should you beat me to death?
Ning Chen sighed in his heart and couldn't answer. There was no room for relaxation between him and Fan Lingyue. Fan Lingyue had his own attachment, and he also had someone he had to guard. Different positions made reconciliation impossible.
The battle between life and death today is only the beginning of the war between the two. In the future, it will only become more and more fierce until one side falls.
Where the wisdom of listening to the moon is already troublesome enough, and now it shows unmatched force, it is really extremely troublesome.
Innately, this woman is almost invincible, and even innately wants to kill her, I am afraid it is not so simple.
That bright white brilliance was too weird, and it was unreasonable, so that the opponent could not make it powerful. He had lost three points before fighting.
He had met such a master before, and he has never been suppressed from the beginning like today. There is no room for resistance.
Moreover, when Mu Chengxue arrived, Fan Lingyue had a powerful helper. Although there were blood cloaks to hold back, the other party also had Siming Sword and Jian Liuying. Once their injuries improved, the situation for them would be Even more unfavorable.
Now, even Jiancheng has begun to help North Mongolia blatantly, and the general trend of the world is inevitable.
Daxia can now be described as the most dangerous time. There are Fanling Moon in the north, Yongye Gods in the west, Du'e Temple in the southwest, Manyang Kingdom in the southeast, Sword City in the east, and Daxia's frontier, except the southern barbarians. The North Korean and Northeastern nations have entered war.
To make matters worse, Da Xia is now in a critical period of throne replacement. Once it is not handled well, the possibility of mutiny is extremely high. This has also caused the military forces around the Imperial City to dare not move, further exacerbating the situation of Da Xia deterioration.
In the next three days, Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue were recuperating, and the two armies were relatively quiet. Www.EbookFREE.me ~ waited for the next order.
However, at this time, a bad news came, and once again let Daxia fall into a panic shock.
Forget Chuanhou fell, the director was seriously injured!
The sudden bad news made Ning Chen's injury that was finally suppressed again explode, a spit of blood vomited out, and he passed out.
Daxia, it's over!
This was Ning Chen's last thought before coma.
No one thought that there was a person who should not have appeared on the southeastern border of Daxia, the Golden Staff State Master of Northern Mongolia.
In this world, congenital are proud, but the words placed on the Golden Staff Master in Northern Mongolia are so ridiculous.
As a congenital powerhouse in the Three Disaster Realms, the Golden Staff National Master secretly killed Wang Chuanhou in disregard of his old face, and then attacked the Due Temple and the dean in a sneak attack, which seriously injured the latter.
Ning Chen's expectation soon became a reality. In the next few days, the situation in Da Xia changed sharply. Tens of thousands of disciples of the Buddhist kingdom walked out of Du'e Temple. Under the leadership of Du'e Temple, they all entered Da Xia territory.
The Buddhist monks with a strong man in the Three Great Disasters, like a bamboo shattered under the banner of exterminating demons, successively broke through Daxia's defense lines and quickly came north.
The innate powerhouses in the Three Disasters are terrible. They raised their hands and thrown their feet into the ground. The sky collapsed, which was completely beyond the imagination of the world. It was no longer human.
One day later, Ning Chen woke up quietly, dragging her wound and writing a letter to Changsun.
The content is very simple, abandon the great prince, and then select one of the remaining two princes to immediately inherit the throne.
As for the other prince, if you can be sleepy, you can let Changsun do it yourself.
The soldiers around the Daxia Imperial City can no longer continue to be silent, even if the Imperial City is bloodshed because of the mutiny, there is no choice.
If these soldiers do not move, Daxia will really be over.