: One hundred and fifteenth

Twin Peaks, the two armies confronted each other and stalemate for several days.
The commander-in-chief of the two armies, each with their own thoughts in mind, chose to remain inactive until they were absolutely certain.
Finally, on the night of the seventh day, before the army of the sky, an illusory figure arrived and brought back the Hunyuan dirt.
A half-foot-long wooden alcove exudes extremely cold filthiness, and the ultimate filthiness in the world is the best magic weapon for breaking luck.
An altar mixed with dirty soil is a precious anomaly. Even if you make up the Tiange Pavilion, only Xuanzun will own it.
Before the army, Shenkui saw the filthy dirt in Yekui's hands and flashed coldness in his eyes. This is the end of Ninghou.
At the same time, across from the Twin Peaks, before Ning Chenjing set up the camp, he was also thinking about countermeasures against Ye Kui.
The commanders of the two armies calculated each other, and the battle between the strong could not be allowed to go wrong.
The next day, the sun rose to the east, and before making up for the army, Shenkui waved his hand and ordered an expedition.
In the rear, the 300,000 troops immediately moved, and the chariot rumbling into the sky.
Opposite the Twin Peaks, Yu Lian and others saw the sky and looked down.
Before the camp, Ning Chen felt that his empty eyes stared into the distance, his face flashing with different colors.
So fast, did you find a way to deal with him?
Much faster than he thought.
"Be careful."
Aside, Aman spoke softly to remind.
"rest assured."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Nothing will happen."
After talking, Ning Chen's figure rose into the air and ordered to go out.
Suddenly, over the Twin Peaks, half a million troops stood facing each other, and the terrifying atmosphere covered the sky and shook people's hearts.
The world has attracted attention. The Tiantian Pavilion, Ninghou, and the two most powerful forces in the southeastern territory have renewed their war, which has attracted the attention of all parties.
Before the two armies, the destiny and the leader confronted each other, and after a while, Fengyan returned.
Shenkui, the first person under Bu Tiange to destroy Dao, has disappeared almost for thousands of years due to the impact of Dao Realm.
This time, the presence of Shenkui means that Butiange is full of fear for Ning Chen's existence.
"please!"
The two said politely, and they figured out at the same time.
After the first salute, the killing is amazing. In the hands of Shenkui, a silver spear is invincible.
Ning Chen was holding the fairy sword, and the sword was extremely powerful.
The commander-in-chief engaged in battle. After ten moves, he directly hit the battlefield. The two are so powerful that no one else can intervene.
At the same time, in the void, 500,000 troops also started to confront each other. Yu Lian and Jiu Xiaoxian led the army to meet the enemy and strive to win.
The most critical battle situation, Ning Chen battles the soul, is in the battle situation, but dare not use his full strength.
He knew that the real killing trick was not in this commander, but someone else.
Ye Kui!
He knew very well that when Ye Kui shot, it was the real battle.
Skyrim, the war continues, the more fierce, the two peerless strong men fighting, guns like dragons, swords like thunder, more powerful and powerful.
The poles confronted each other, and the earth moved with shock. Above nine days, the two figures were constantly striking, and their bodies were surging and traversing thousands of miles.
With a guard in mind, Ning Chen has two uses for her. He should deal with the powerful enemies in front of him and beware of possible killings at any time.
"Why, can Ninghou, who is famous all over the world, only do this?"
In the battle situation, the figure of Shenkui passed by, the silver gun broke through, and the overbearing power was shocked. The figure of Ning Chen suddenly withdrew from Baizhang.
Outside Baizhang, Ning Chen stopped his body, pointing with his left hand, and his sword with Qingtian.
Suddenly, an invisible sword gas burst out of the air, the sword was filled, and fell from the sky.
"Such a move, why can't you take this seat!"
Shen Kui sighed, and the silver gun waved, breaking through thousands of swords.
In front, Ning Chen stepped forward, the figure swooped out, a sword slashed, and a strong return.
boom!
Divine soldiers handed over, the terrible air wave swayed, Shenkui stepped back half a step, and a corner of his mouth bent a cold arc.
"caught you!"
Shenkui raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the former.
In a moment of stalemate, twelve phantoms emerged out of the air in the void, and the scimitar was like a moon, swept to it quickly.
In the long-planned killing game, over nine days, Shenkui temporarily trapped Ning Chen's figure, and twelve Yekui killed them in the same way.
Unstoppable and unavoidable, Ning Chen drank with a loud voice, and the whole body burst into a raging air.
boom!
A shocking drama, in the battle situation, the moment of the outbreak of dragon gas, the twelve nights of the night and the sacred prince were attacked, and they were all flew out.
Beyond a thousand feet, Shenkui and Yekui 12th Ji stopped and looked at the white-haired young man in front of them, their faces staring.
Finally appeared!
Shenkui and Yekui Twelve Ji looked at each other, nodded, and the figure swept out again.
In the dragon spirit, Ning Chen felt the powerful breath coming from the sky, and the sword gas spontaneously in front of the sword.
The violent and fierce sword spirit, the galloping surge, the sword of destiny, has its own inviolable prestige.
The opponents all appeared, Ning Chen had no worries, gathered all his strength, and opened up his fighting power.
In the void, Shenkui and Yekui Twelve Ji were so violently impacted by their sword qi, and the blood in their bodies was turbulent.
"boom!"
The Divine Soldier handed over again, and Shen Kui's mouth was red, forcibly blocking the fairy sword.
At the same time, in the left hand of Shenkui, a striking yawning alcove appeared. When the alcove opened, the sky was full of sand and the battlefield was blocked.
After an endless period of time, the Hunyuan filthy earth reappears in the world, but the ghosts that can break the spirit of luck, now, show the world can do again.
Around Ning Chen, the diffuse dragon spirit was eroded by the dirt and immediately violently shaken.
Not good!
Ning Chen feels, and looks slightly changed!
The sudden variable, even though Ning Chen was prepared, did not expect that the dragon's qi of the body would be so easily broken.
In an instant, I saw Ye Kui's twelve Ji passing by, and the scimitar was desperate.
Uh!
The dazzling blade of light, the edge of the blade is striking, the blade of light crossed, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.
For the first time since the war, Ning Chen's eyes flashed cold, angry, and murderous broke out.
"bring it on!"
With a sigh of anger, Ning Chen's body was full of demonic energy, his hair crown collapsed, and his white hair was three thousand.
The battles calculated by each other no longer need to be preserved. Around Ning Chen, the black flames continued to diffuse, cold and heterogeneous, permeable.
The black phoenix's origin reappears in the world, the magic element blesses, and the power doubles.
The black phoenix flames, like a quagmire, flooded every corner in the turbulent battle.
In the battle situation, the faces of Shenkui and Yekui Twelve Ji also changed. I didn't expect the opponent to have such a killing trick.
In the black flames, Ye Kui and Twelve Ji felt the pressure like maggots attached to their bodies, and became more and more heavy.
These flames are so strange, there is no temperature, they are not like flames at all, they are more like mud.
At the moment when Shenkui and Yekui were shocked, the figure of Ning Chen flashed across the battlefield and swept to Shenkui.
Shenkui recovered, and the silver gun broke into the air, facing the enemy.
The black phoenix flame was suppressed, the speed of Shenkui was affected, and it was half a minute slower.
Ning Chen's figure swept up, grabbed Shen Kui's face with his hand, and flung directly towards the distant mountain.
boom!
The figure of Shenkui flew out and directly smashed a mountain in the distance.
At the same time, in the rear, Ye Kui, Twelve Ji, and San San swept to the ground.
Ning Chen turned around and slammed his life-saving scimitar.
The killing was blocked, Ye Kui looked startled, and his figure was again blurred.
One wave of offensive was blocked, another wave of offensive came again, three machete, fiercely forced.
Ning Chen fisted, Demon Yuan surged, and threw back three people.
"impossible!"
Ye Kui was shocked, his face unbelievable.
How could their night charm method be broken!
"Your body style is indeed powerful, but you always have to attack, and this moment is your flaw."
Ning Chen stepped forward and said coldly, "As long as you slow down your attack speed, Ye Kui, but that's it."
Ye Kui's Twelve Ji looked down, looking at the black flames surrounding him. Was it because of these flames?
"Come on, it's no longer necessary to hide your head, let me see your true skills!"
Ning Chen raised the fairy sword in his hand and said indifferently.
In the distance, in the collapsing mountain, Shenkui rushed out and returned to the battlefield, gazing at Ninghou in front, and his eyes were dreaded.
This Ninghou, well-deserved reputation, definitely has the strength to defeat the Dao.
However, no matter how strong a person is, there are limits. Ning Hou no matter how strong, there is only one person after all.
"Ye Kui!"
Shenkui opened his mouth and glanced at him again.
All around, Ye Kui and Twelve Ji nodded, and their figures moved, killing forward.
Thirteen Ming Dao peaked, and joined forces to start the battle again, three or three rounds of war, is about to make up for the enemy, and die here.
In the battle situation, Ning Chen had a sword in his hand, and he battled the thirteen strong men of Ming Dao peak, fighting posture ~ EbookFREE.me ~ never retreated.
Below, on the battlefield where the two armies were engaged, Yu Lian and others looked at the sky, their faces ashamed.
Hou's strength is undoubted, but they are too weak.
At this level of fighting, they can't help.
"Oh!"
Above the horizon, in the battle, Ning Chen's left arm, crossed by a scimitar, brought out a glorious blood flower, dazzling.
Thirteen peerless powerhouses close to the Dao Realm teamed up and finally began to gradually gain an advantage. The Ninghou myth will eventually be destroyed.
Below, the 200,000 Ning Army is still fighting in blood, and it has strengthened its faith for loyalty.
After six years, they followed Ninghou to lay down half of the southeastern territory. They believed that Ninghou would lead them to defeat the behemoth, Bu Tian Ge.
As long as they persist, victory will eventually belong to Ninghou.
The conviction of thousands of soldiers is unshakable. In the face of the 300,000 Tiantian Army, the number of the Tiantian Army at an absolute disadvantage has not retreated, and the body has drained the last drop of blood.
Nine days above, Ning Chen, who was blind, felt the strong conviction in the mind of the soldier below, and raised his hand to grab the three scimitars that were coming from his life.
"Oh!"
Vermillion splashes, the chest of the three Ye Kui, blood sprayed, poignant and dazzling.
"I will lead you and fill the Ningzi Battle Banner with the whole desperate sky. I know my destiny and said, do it!"
In the void, Ning Chen sipped, turned his palms and tilted the yuan, the muddy air flow was turbulent, and three fairy swords appeared in the world.
The three swords came out together, Ning Chen was full of grief, and the fairy sword bite back, bringing out a dazzling blood mist.
When Ning Chen summoned three fairy swords, there was no desire outside, and the magic butterfly galloped at a fast speed, shocking the world.