Chapter 310: Battle of Princes

The Holy Land decree, no one dared to violate, forget about worry can only go, there is no second choice. E┡ Novel Ww┡W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM
"Forget about worry and wait for the day when the son succeeds." Forget about worry and smile gently.
I do n’t know why, forgotten words always feel like the heart is falling to the ground, as if there are any bad things to be born, I ca n’t help but look at the men around me and worry,
Sister will not be okay?

"will not"
Ning Chen comforted the continuation softly and said, "Your sister is a Taoist body. There are few enemies in the world. Rest assured."
Forgot to nod his head, the mood is somewhat better.
"I have other things, and I have to go too, not to reveal my identity," Ning Chen flicked the girl's forehead and asked softly.
"Yep"
Forgetting nodded, Ling Xiu's face flashed reluctantly, the elder sister left, he also wanted to leave, and now she was left alone.
Ning Chen saw the loneliness in the little girl's look, but she still left, the water light scattered and disappeared from the latter.
From the southwestern territory of the Huo Dynasty, in front of the Blue and White Camp, a young figure came slowly. The black danced with the wind and the breath was surging and shocking.
Among the handsome accounts, the blue and white male eyes condensed and waved away the knife from the case on the front table, and the figure flashed out of the camp account.
The brilliance of the bright moon sprinkled on the earth, reflecting the light of the moon white, the figure slowly coming under the moon, the look was dull, without a trace of killing, the mahogany long box of swords in the sheath was behind, and all the swords were collected .
"Dare to ask Xiongtai how to call it," Blue and White asked openly.
Ning Chen responded casually.
"You are not a person from Lihuo dynasty" Qinghua Gong can see at a glance that the person in front of him is not a Lihuo dynasty enshrined, nor even a person in the Holy Land, strange atmosphere, never seen.
"Guests from other countries are only trusted by others," Ning Chen removed the long mahogany box from his back and stood on the ground, said.
"Xiongtai really wants to fight?" Qinghua Gong asked.
"If you retire, you don't have to fight," Ning Chen replied.
"Huh" Qing Huagong smiled softly, held it with his right hand, and the white electric hand started, shining with a long knife of white thunder and lightning, so that the surrounding space suddenly burst into a miserable hiss.
"Leave a mark on the white power, lead the elder brother's tactics"
"please"
In the face of the opponent in front of him, Ning Chen was not indifferent. His right hand was shocked, the wooden box opened, and the big Yin Qingque sword flew out.
The surging sword's spirit instantly oscillated, dust flying, obscuring the vision.
In the camp, the two enemies of the Hulei dynasty felt this very different and powerful sword, and immediately dispelled the urge to help. Such a battle was not because they could reach it.
Opponent Wu Ge is extraordinary, and Ning Chen has also given enough respect. He did not use the sentimental knives that sealed the longevity and luck, with a sword in his hand and victory in his own defeat.
At the next moment, the two figures disappeared at the same time, the swords confronted each other, the sand was wild, killing all the sky.
At the beginning of the Wudeng, although there is no deep hatred, but each has its own position, no one has left his hand, the white electricity leaves traces of thunder and light, the big Yin Qingque sword screams in the sky, a fierce confrontation that is difficult to win or lose, decognition, let Everyone present was shocked.
Narrow and long blade, sharp and striking, combined with the white electric light, turned into an invincible peerless soldier, the blue and white male foot on the blue and white veins of a unique body style, like a shape of electricity, the flash of thunder and light, making people unclear .
Da Yin Qingque Sword Emperor's Edge, the flow of sword intention, and the help of the streamer shadow body, also quickly disappeared.
The confrontation between the degrees and the degrees, the streamer of the sword's confrontation, leaned over the ear, the wire fell down, and drifted down silently.
The swift fast sword, the extreme fast sword, the figures of the two people are closing and closing, the sound of jingle, endlessly, interlacing the body, the light of the scattered sword, splitting the ground and splitting, let everyone behind, retreat and retreat.
"Who is this man, how could he do this?" A Hu Lei royal enshrined his face with a strange look.
"I've never heard of it. This is the first time I have seen someone who can reach such a level with the public war." Another person said solemnly.
"White electricity passes through the gap, the world is on the line"
Seeing that the opponent's strength is even more extraordinary than expected, the blue-and-white male sword has turned around, the white electric light is prosperous, and the sword is swept across the world.
Ning Chen didn't dare to carelessly, the sword hurriedly, the snow drifted across the sky, the blue condensed the wind and frost, the sword opened the wind and snow three thousand feet.
The tremendous slamming touch, a world of darkness, two steps back on each side, the body's blood and blood burst.
"If you can do this, you should not obscure it"
Between the voices, the figure of Blue and White moved again, attracting a thunderous body, white electricity slashed, and Shi Shitian shocked.
Ning Chen smiled faintly, and the Qingque sword greeted him, and Qingtian lost the mountain.
There was a sudden shock, a turbulent turbulence, the sword and the sword spread out, and the square was completely ruined.
After the pole showdown, the two teams competed to form a huge taboo zone. The endless torrent overflowed continuously, and the roaring Mercedes-Benz was unstoppable.
In the fierce confrontation, the blue-and-white male suddenly felt a chill in his whole body, his appearance changed slightly, he turned his palm to shoot out, and shook the deadlock.
The white electricity dyes the cream, the thunder and thunder gradually weaken, and the unparalleled foundation of the world is even difficult to support even the most amazing soldiers, and the state of freezing is beginning to appear.
Qinghua Gong's brows were lightly wrinkled, the blade shook, and the ice and snow were scattered. The person in front of him was so strong that he could only see it in his life.
"Please also retreat," Ning Chen said again.
"Forgiveness"
After talking, the blue-and-white male look was unprecedentedly dignified. He knew that Fang was only a temptation, and then the real battle between life and death.
The white electric light roared around and hissed. The Divine Soldier's front became more sharp due to the blessing of thunder and lightning. The thunder gleamed with white light.
"offend"
Ning Chen whispered, the blue fins were stained with frost, and the extreme freezing air blew open, the vast world, reappearing the image of winter.
Snow flakes, like white lotus in the wind, clean and flawless, the moment of falling, the battle reopens.
The disappeared figure was silent and silent, and a reappearance of water and light reappeared. Before it came, Da Yin Qingque cried out the first killing sword sound, the sword meaning was completely different.
Blue-and-white male waved his sword to meet him, and then the sword that was next to each other was unmatched in strength and unshakable.
With a loud bang, the blue and white male withdrew from the three steps, the blood at the corner of his mouth overflowed, and since the war, it has become red.
Ning Chen did not show mercy, the figure flashed over, and bullied himself again, and the sword was fought, and the was used to press the white electricity to leave traces of the thunder and wind.
Breaking through the force, the situation of the Blue and White Company suddenly fell into a disadvantageous position, and the lost opportunity was difficult to regain, and step by step toward the abyss of defeat.
The two royal families were not in a good position to worship, and they couldn't care about the others. They plundered into the war and were eager to help.
"Not possible"
The appearance of Blue and White changed, and it was too late to stop it.
The corner of Ning Chen's mouth curled up with a sense of coldness, and the sword turned sharply.
The splattered blood flower drifted between the sky and the earth, and two figures flew out of the blood, slamming down on the ground.
The two innate, one move is unstoppable, it is not so weak, but the choice is not the time, it is undoubtedly the most unwise behavior to break into the battle when the swordsman has the strongest sword.
Ning Chen severely wounded two people with a sword, but at the last moment, they also received 30% of their strength and left their lives. If it was not necessary, he did not want to form too deep an incomprehensible grievance with the Thunder Dynasty.
Feeling that the two were still alive, Qing Huagong's face was slightly better, and his eyes turned back, looking at the man in front of him, with a dignified expression, and slowly said, "The last move is to win life and death, each destiny."
"Please" Ning Chen said rightly.
The blue and white male no longer keeps his power, and the white thunder light around him screams like a retrograde thunderstorm, soaring for nine days, the gods are frightened.
In the face of the opponent's unreserved move, Ning Chen did not dare to carelessly, the snow on the sword fell, and the sword was raised to the peak.
In the next blink of an eye, the two figures passed by staggeringly, without the imaginary shocking sky, the prosperity and quietness of the sound, and the silence being a bit excessive.
Ning Chen walked to the mahogany long box, put the sword in it, immediately took the long box, and walked away.
"Uh"
Behind the blue and white male chest, a waterfall of blood spewed out, a sword passing by the heart, passed through the body, and the victory and defeat were so clear at this moment.
Blue and White was defeated, and it was not shameful to lose. The gap between the foundations was not a reversible manpower. This battle is, to some extent, unfair.
The roots cast by the scroll of life are unparalleled in the world, and with the support of the Phoenix Blood, now Ning Chen, if only the roots have not lost to anyone under the three disasters, the blue and white male is extraordinary, but there are still a lot of people from the three disasters distance.
After this battle, all three of the Thunder Dynasty dynasties were seriously injured, and even if they did not withdraw their troops, they were unable to advance north.
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The land of Shenzhou, time flies, and it is March, and the summer city of Daxia. A purple light fur figure appears in the royal city. Junxiu's cold face, with a smile, is more chilling.
The Lord of the Second Temple of Yongye visited the Great Xia Imperial City in person, but this time, he kept a low profile and sealed his breath with a different number, quietly looking at the Princess Palace not far away.
It is the first time that Qian Qianqiu has come out as a body of the Seven Wonders and has appeared in person.
In the princess palace, Luo Fei sat in the courtyard, quietly watching the world warm and cold. Regardless of the matter of the birth of the imperial city, regardless of whether or not to ask, with a bystander attitude, observe where the emperor Daxia will eventually go ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Longitudinal Chiu is very afraid of the women in the courtyard, unwilling to confront head-on, and thinking about how to avoid Luo Fei, how to get rid of the seven unique bodies.
Qi Jue's body is very important for Yong Ye's plan, and there must be no loss. The reason why he came in person is that he did not want to miss the opportunity again and continue to wait for three years.
Inside the house, outside the house, different thoughts, different eyes, the two sides are not too far apart, but there is no intersection, let alone any intersection, at this critical moment, each waiting for the end they want to see .
"The lord of the palace, the princes of Daxia, and some dignitaries of Daxia are already on the road. Presumably, they will reach the imperial city in a few days," Can Feng said.
"What about Confucianism?" Qian Qianqiu looked straight ahead and asked plainly.
"In addition to continuing to spread rumors in secret, no other abnormalities were seen," Can Feng said respectfully.
"Oh?"
Squinting for a long time, squinting coldly, "Then help them to ignite the wind again."