Chapter 431: The world is impermanent.

Suddenly, the power is astonishing, as mighty as the waves, rushing past violently, the space shakes violently, and it is difficult to bear the sudden palm. Ω 』ΔE Novel W W. 』1XIAOOSHUO. COM
The figure of Zijin's battle shirt appeared, and one of the raids was a shame for Xuejing Fengcheng.
The power of the second disaster striker was full of power, striking the power and striking the two. It was only recently that most of the power was now pressed against the sorrowful bamboo beside Ning Chen.
Jin Zhaoran knew very well that this palm could not kill the young man in red, but if he wanted to block the move for others, he would have to pay some price.
"Treacherous evil spirits, without knowing shame, vainly called arrogance"
Ning Chen was furious, his expression suddenly cold, and his figure moved instantly, leading him to avoid the sudden slap of the palm.
As fast as indistinguishable, and shocked everyone present, just before the red clothes moved for a moment, no one could see clearly.
"Since you like to use force to suppress people, you don't need to keep this body."
The words fell, the red clothing disappeared, and appeared again in front of Jin Zhaoran, pointing to Ning Jianfeng, a sword abolished.
"Uh"
With a sigh of pain, Jin Zhaoran's Dantian Qihai collapsed instantly, the madness of the madness scattered, and the body of the warrior was instantly destroyed.
Shocked, shocked, and incredible scenes, which made the witnesses of the hundreds of heaven and earth proud of the waves, how could it be possible that a strong man of the second disaster was abolished in this way.
"Zhao Ran"
Two young men who were also in the second disaster hurried to see Jin Zhaoran, who was spurting blood all over his body, and his face was full of grief. One of them suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man in red in front, Mori said, " Do n’t you think it ’s too much!
"Excessive? But just give him his means, if you feel excessive, follow you!" Ning Chen responded lightly.
After talking, Ning Chen no longer ignored these little things, glanced at the red bamboo around him, calmly said, "Go, go to the next level"
The stone gate opened, and twenty-three original Tianyu flew out. Ning Chen waved his hand to collect it. Tianyu started to pick it up. But a slender hand approached and won the jade.
The fatal reaction, the double strokes hit each other, with a bang, each step back, Tianyu was shocked, one of them, unable to bear the aftermath of the two arrogance, shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The woman with pink clothes in front of her face, with a smile and a gorgeous face, is not like a woman in the world, but more like an immortal after entering the world. The beautiful dare not look directly.
Ai Mingming, the world's buddha, was a guard, and stopped her life.
"This son, take away all the original Tianyu alone, it's not appropriate," the corner of the woman's mouth lifted slightly, softly.
Seeing the woman in front of him, Ning Chen's pupil flashed a strange color, Buddha disciple?
Although the woman didn't wear a Buddha's clothes, when she fought, the looming breath was obviously the unique sacred power of the Buddha.
After a brief confrontation, the two young people who walked with Jin Zhaoran saw the strong shot, and they also walked up.
"It's so lively here, but since it's the trouble of finding Yuheng Holy Land, we also make up the lively"
In the voice, not far away, the three young strong men stepped forward, for them, in a dark golden king suit, with extraordinary heroism, Xiuwei overwhelmed everyone present.
"Xuanyang King" looked at the red bamboo slightly, and it would be him!
Xuanyang, the brother of the Emperor of Heavenly Power, has never suffered a defeat since the start of the Wushu. It has won the attention of the Emperor of Heavenly Power and is a genius among real geniuses.
Three people appeared, the situation was transient, and the love of Ming Wang's mouth was full of smiles. Is it one-to-five, or is it to add her to one against six?
"Brother"
Pan Hongzhu's face is full of worry, no matter how strong Brother is, it is impossible for a person to withstand so many world arrogance.
"Red Bamboo, give me your sword" Ning Chen's face did not change, and turned back calmly.
Chen Hongzhu heard the words and didn't understand, but he still passed the unscented fragrance in his hands.
Ning Chen took the sword, pointed at Ning Yuan, and slowly crossed the sword body, suddenly the blood rose, and thousands of sword intentions gathered on the sword, Qi Feng's breath suddenly changed.
The sword of changing blood color, the sword is lingering, gathered and not scattered, fierce and fierce, far away, you can feel the strong breath on the sword.
"Go up with the sword and go out of the tower after ten breaths"
Ning Chen returned the sword, instructing a sentence, and immediately walked out, blocked in front, and calmly raised in the calm eyes, the looming murderous opportunity, so that everyone present was inexplicable.
"Senior brother be more careful" Hong Hongzhu knows that he will only be dragged down if he stays. He no longer hesitates and moves towards the next level.
"Have you gone"
Beside King Xuanyang, a man in Tsing Yi moved around, a famous forward unsheathed, a man moved his sword, and swept towards the red bamboo.
At this moment, the red clothing also moved, with and a sword, with a bang, the famous front was restrained, and it was difficult to score a half.
"It's good, unfortunately, it's still too weak"
As the words fell, the figure of King Xuanyang flashed across, and hurried to the front, the epee was broken, the black blade fell, and it was like a mountain.
Ning Chen waved his hand to the Tsing Yi man in front of his eyes, immediately condensed his fingers and shook his sword, and the double strokes confronted each other. The boundless sword surging out suddenly, suddenly, mad sand and anger, rolled up several feet high.
Jin Zhaoran walked with the two young strong men, seeing the wind, flattening the rain, making two swords out of the sheath, and joining forces to get up.
Another celestial king waved his hand to fetch troops, and the lancet started to use it.
Five Heavenly Pride, Five Three Disasters, joined forces to fight the Phoenix Body, Ning Chen set his mind, side steps, condensed sword, the sword of the whole body rose endlessly.
"Sword style, empty space"
The sword of broken air, a sword swayed out, the Baizhang void, violently shaking, a huge crack appeared, it seemed to be swallowed to the ground, terrifying.
King Xuanyang took the sword, banged it, stepped back several times, and his body was full of blood and blood.
The wind of the sword wind passed, the flat wind made the rain and retreated, and the sky was dusty. At the same time, the lancet crossed the void and the fast knife came again.
The man in Tsing Yi then appeared with a sword, and the frost appeared on the sword.
Ning Chen took the sword, blocked the knife, and released the force invisibly.
The two retreated, and King Xuanyang stepped forward again, the epee fell, without awesome power, shattering a piece of space.
The figure in the red clothing moved, avoiding the epee, and seeing the flat wind making the rain cold body, fierce and fierce, and crazy.
"Sword style, sky fall"
Ning Chen withdrew half a step, turned his palms and shook them apart, and immediately pointed to Ning Yuan, and his whole body saw the sky straight toward the sky, reproducing the sword of skyfall.
The moment of silence, the endless blade, fell from the sky, terrible sword pressure, destruction and decay, slashing all things, rumbling tremors, piece by piece of the earth cracked apart, destroyed by the endless sword rain.
"not bad"
King Xuanyang looked awkward, holding the sword in both hands, and chopped it out retrograde, with a loud bang, he shook the sword of the sky falling.
The remaining four people recruited the swords two by two, but when Can Hong was flying up, the four were injured at the same time, and then retreated.
The terrifying battle, stained with vermilion and little dust, represents a distinct mark of the enemy's defeat. A distant spectator who is watching from afar is shocked. What is the origin of this person and why he has never heard of it before.
Bei Gongyu and Nan Mingming will watch the battle tomorrow, and also admire for the amazing sword intention. They only talk about the height of the sword, and there are only a few people out of this world.
In front of the two people, Qi Yanxia's eyes flashed through the glory of the Dao Dao. This man's accomplishment on the sword was really shocking.
In the battle situation, it was difficult to see the five people joining forces. The love corner of the king's mouth showed an incomprehensible smile. Lotus step, the Buddha's light disappeared, and in front of the red clothing, the slender hand shot, the Holy Power shook the sword.
There was a loud bang, the two strong confrontations, the aftermath of the endless shock, the king of Xuanyang saw it, and he stepped forward, slashing the sword, and adding three more forces.
Quietly, a touch of blood slipped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, and he was injured twice since the war.
The red dress dances, the sword swings, and the two retreat. Ning Chen raises his hand to wipe off the blood on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the Buddha girl in front of him, his eyes cool down.
"Son, hand over Tianyu, love dye no longer intervenes," love dye Ming Wang chuckled.
"If I said no," Ning Chen said coldly.
"Then offended"
The words fall, the Ming King moves, loves the troubled world, the Bodhisattva laments, the Buddha is innumerable, nobody knows what he thinks, thinks, seeks, the magnificent beauty of the beauty, leads the vision to add body, does not move the King of Ming, actually appears a woman .
Ning Chen also refers to the Ningjian, the fierce battle against the Buddha and the strange female, a sword without thought, no thought, no demand, a pure sword, which shakes the world with might.
At the moment of the confrontation, King Xuanyang entered the battle at the same time, and the epee was broken, and after a while, the sword went to heaven.
Pingfeng made rain, Liudao, three famous frontmen followed, tacitly attacked, and locked in a red dress.
In a six-wheeled wheel battle, the fate of a courageous sword and light, and the scattered sword intentions, brought out the bright red one after another.
"Emperor" Bei Gongyu looked at the woman in front of her, looking straight.
Nan Ming's gaze also moved, and Jin Xi's first photo behind him was ready to shed.
"Wait"
Qi Yanxia opened her mouth, refused the former's request for battle, and looked quietly at the battle ahead, waiting for the scene she expected to see.
In the battle situation, the battle was hot. Six people joined forces to fight for fate. After another wave of offensive, the blades and blades were continuously intertwined. The Ming King assisted the battle, and the deadlocked battle situation finally shifted.
There was a scream ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The red dress cracked open, a trace of blood flew up, and bloomed in the midst of the swords.
"Sword Style, Po Yue"
Po Yue, a sword, shook back the six people in front of him, Ning Chen reached out and brushed the wound on his left arm, the red light flashed, and the wounds merged.
With one enemy and six, five disasters, and an unfathomable king of love dyeing Ming, the destiny of the half body finally showed a defeat.
"I didn't want to mention the sword again, it's a pity"
Things are impermanent, and it is always difficult to make people wish. Ning Chen sighed. At the next moment, his eyes gradually changed, and his whole body of murderous enthusiasm rushed. Amidst the frantic purple raging waves, a purple gold dip slowly fell into his hands.
"coming"
Qi Yanxia's eyes narrowed, and the scene she wanted to see finally appeared.
Immortal sword now, know the fate holding the sword, in an instant, the endless pressure of the sword spread, rumble trembling, shocking the world.