In the camp of Beimeng, an urgent secret message was sent to the tent, and after Fan Lingyue saw it, his expression changed slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Prince Yan traveled west to challenge Wujun, Wujun was seriously injured, and the Divine Sect retreated for 200 miles, and could not be stopped.

Fan Lingyue got up, came to the marching map in the army, weighed it carefully for a long time, and was just about to give an order, but saw a familiar figure walking in.

"It's You"

"Long time no see"

The gaze of each other aroused the most ruthless killing intent, Fan Lingyue looked at the figure in front of her, and after a short period of surprise, her slender hand reached out and forced her life.

Ning Chen's feet moved, and his sword pointed at the frost, and he also met it.

There is no conversation, no hypocrisy, only cold murder.

The two moves collided, and the aftermath slammed away, and the handsome tent couldn't withstand the scattered sword power, and it split apart.

In the hands of the two, no one showed mercy, today is different from the past, the opponent is dead, and there will be no variables in this battle.

The chill on the fingers of the sword was cold to the bone, and the white light on the slender hand was even more ruthless.

The big movement at the Shuai's tent attracted the attention of several generals in the army who were closest to him, and they came quickly.

In the distant night, Twilight Chengxue watched the battle, and did not have the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

Of the seven generals who arrived, four were above the ninth grade, didn't say anything, and immediately joined the battle.

Ning Chen blocked five with one, the cold light in his hands became more and more cold, and he was proud of his courage to fight, and he did not fall behind for half a point.

The sword pointed at the silver light, and among the five people, Fan Lingyue was the strongest, blocking most of the attacks.

The remaining four people assisted with all their might, cooperated tacitly, and fell into a stalemate for a while.

The movement of the battle became bigger and bigger, and after the arrival of the seven generals, another strong man in the army in the late Jiupin period rushed to join the battle, and punished the campers with six enemies and one.

In the face of the six people, Ning Chen used all his strength for the first time, the sword was unprovoked, and the Dao sword qi came out around his fingers, shaking the edge of the six people.

The fierce battle of the Heavenly Realm, the breathtaking intensity, made the soldiers under the nine grades around them dare not take half a step, for fear of being swept into it and dying in vain.

The battle became more and more intense, and the battle situation became more and more stalemate, Ning Chen's spirit was highly concentrated, however, there was always an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Fan Lingyue's performance was strong enough, but it was still not enough.

The invincible white light of the past seems to be much weaker today.

In the middle of the battle, there was no room for the slightest distraction, Ning Chen didn't have time to think about it, his left hand flipped over, the air led the waves, the heavens and the earth were shocked, the blue waves were churning, and the eldest grandson was a peerless student.

"The Waves Strike Together"

The monstrous waves, splitting the heavens and the earth, suddenly shook the five nine-grade powerhouses, Fan Lingyue hesitated slightly, moved under his feet, withdrew ten zhang, and temporarily avoided its edge.

Ning Chen's brows furrowed unconsciously, what's going on.

With Fan Lingyue's strength, he shouldn't be so passive.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen's figure flashed, and he bullied himself, relying on his peerless foundation and immortal body, forcing the former to use all his strength.

Fan Lingyue is reluctant to touch hard, five points offensive, five points defensive, strong and still strong, but lacks the overwhelming courage of the past.

"Ahem"

After a palm touch, the two retreated together, Fan Lingyue was just about to move again, suddenly, her body staggered, covered her mouth and coughed violently, and blood overflowed.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and he said indifferently, "It turns out that your physical condition is much more serious than I expected, but only for you, I won't say anything about a fair fight."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Chen once again deceived himself, pointed at the frost, and forced his life to pass.

At this moment, a sharp halberd light appeared and slashed down.

Ning Chen's eyes were cold, his body was sideways, his sword fingers flipped over, and the halberd light was swept away with a sonorous sound.

"Knowing your fate, dare to create the Beimeng camp, do you mean that you are confident, or do you not know whether you live or die" walked out without worry, standing between the two, the halberd in his hand was piercing, and he was murderous.

"Worry-free" Ning Chen recognized at a glance, this person should be the most powerful and powerful person in the Northern Mongolian army today.

Unfortunately, power and strength are not equal, and he came at the right time.

Seeing that Qing Wuwu was coming, Fan Lingyue forcibly suppressed the pain in her body, stepped forward, and calmly explained, "Qing Wuwu, you immediately take 30,000 light horsemen to delay the march of the bloody marquis of Great Xia, and reinforcements will arrive in Great Xia soon."

"But, Strategist," looked a little hesitant with a carefree expression.

"It's nothing, go quickly!" Fan Lingyue said coldly.

"Yes!" he was relieved to leave immediately.

"It's too late, tonight, no one wants to leave"

Before the words fell, Ning Chen's figure had disappeared, and he had reappeared in front of him, his sword finger breaking through the air, and the cold light was piercing.

At the same time, Fan Lingyue also followed, and her slender hand rose with a bright white light, which was extremely dazzling.

Ning Chen flipped his palm with his left hand, and Han Ran slapped it at Shangfan Lingyue, and immediately, he only felt that his true qi was pouring out, and his follow-up was powerless.

The reappearance of the strange skill body, Ning Chen immediately reined in his true qi and withdrew from Shizhang.

"Let's go," Fan Lingyue said coldly.

I didn't dare to delay and left quickly.

"Are you leaving" Ning Chen snorted coldly, and the broken bow came out, and in the brilliant silver light, three arrows broke through the air.

The terrible three arrows, chasing the stars and the moon, surpassed the limits of space, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of the carefree body, and the next moment, blood splashed everywhere and scattered all over the sky.

Qing Wuwu blocked the first two arrows, but he couldn't block the third arrow, and in an instant, he was seriously injured.

"It's you who looks for death"

Seeing that his subordinates were injured one after another, a touch of anger flashed in Fan Lingyue's eyes, the green silk danced, the white light around her body was flourishing, and her body was raised to the peak.

Ning Chen didn't dare to be careless, and in the face of the opponent who finally made a full shot, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and his sword reflected the nine heavens and moons.

"A storm splits thousands of miles"

The waves rose, surging and roaring, and in the rolling waves, a sword opened the sky and slashed down.

Fan Lingyue was not afraid at all, with one palm in the waves, in the brilliant white light, the sword intent of the open sky was invisible and disappeared.

The moment Ning Chen regained his breath, Fan Lingyue's figure flashed, and his palm was printed, and black blood stained the air.

Still like the first fight, an unbelievably powerful opponent, the blood from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth kept dripping, and his expression was solemn.

He didn't believe that there were absolutely invincible martial arts in this world, and even the immortal body had flaws, not to mention the acquired exercises.

"Nine Heavens Void Wave Fury" in order to explore the limit of the former's body, Ning Chen once again urged the true qi, and between the palms, the blue waves rose all over the sky, and the sky descended on the waterfall, and the sky was mighty, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way hanging upside down.

"Stupid!" Fan Lingyue's right hand reached out, the angry waves of the Nine Heavens dissipated, and the next moment, under the vast palm power, blood spilled three feet away.

The angry Fan Lingyue is like a Valkyrie in the Heavenly Realm, a divine light protector, and a pair of white hands are indestructible and invincible.

The soldiers of Beimeng in the distance, looking at the terrible force displayed by the military advisor who has always been known for their wisdom, were shocked and couldn't come back to their senses.

It is no longer a secret that military advisors will be martial, but no one expected that military advisors would be so powerful.

Even if it's innate, I'm afraid it's just that.

Ning Chen's chest was dull for a while, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and barely stood firm, his expression did not waver for half a minute.

He always believed that there was no such thing as a perfect body, but he had not yet found a way to deal with it.

In the distance, Twilight Chengxue looked at the white light on Fan Lingyue's body, her eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't know what kind of exercise this was, and she would have such an absolutely invincible power.

The battle situation changed so quickly, Fan Lingyue, who was a little clumsy a moment ago, no longer cared about her body at this moment, and did her best, immediately showing overwhelming and terrifying strength.

At the peak of the Nine Pins, there was the son of God as strong as the Son of God in the past, and then there were Xia Ziyi, Mu Qianyan and other amazing and brilliant Tianjiao, the slowest Ning Chen, who had also fought the congenital and the Buddha of the world, and his strength was strong, there is no doubt that he has long been not inferior to any of the younger generation of Tianjiao, especially after this time, he has cultivated to the peak of the Nine Pins, and his strength has increased greatly, however, at this moment, in the face of Fan Lingyue, who is also at the peak of the sky, he still looks so embarrassed.

There is no perfect person in the world, but there is a mortal Lingyue, if it weren't for the illness, no one could imagine how terrible this woman would be.

Ning Chen reached out and pulled out the ink sword, his figure flashed, and a sword broke out.

Since his true qi is useless, he can only win with his moves.

The ink sword swayed, the frost fell all over the sky, and the sword in Ning Chen's hand was fast, fast, facing the invincible person, looking for flaws as much as possible.

Fan Lingyue responds to all changes with the same change, the sword enters the white light, and the speed immediately weakens by seven points, and the strength of three points remains, and there is no power to kill the enemy.

The slender hand shook the ink sword, and a waterfall splashed aback, which was the falling frost bloom dissolving, and could not exist in the glittering white light.

Sword light, white light, the chaos of the battle, Ning Chen mainly used the sword, supplemented by the breath, and barely fought.

The blood on the corner of Fan Lingyue's mouth was not a battle injury, but a sick body.

Concerned about the war situation, Fan Lingyue endures a sick body, and the whole body is mentioned again, and the white light is more prosperous, like the second round of the bright moon rising, shining in the world.

"The roll of the moon, the moon falls silently"

The Moon Scroll move reappeared in the world, and suddenly, in the moonlight, everything was silent and came to a standstill.

Seeing the Heavenly Book move for the first time, Ning Chen was even more shocked, shocked why Fan Lingyue could use the Moon Scroll move, and what shocked him was that his body could no longer move, and he couldn't even run his true qi.

The next moment, Fan Lingyue came to front of him, and his strong palm power destroyed all of Ning Chen's heart.

"Ugh"

Ning Chen flew out, and the blood in his mouth was scattered all over the ground, which was extremely miserable.

However, a surprising scene happened, Ning Chen, who should have died, staggered to his feet again.

"Immortal body" Fan Lingyue's eyes narrowed, and said slowly.

"Surprised" Ning Chen vomited a mouthful of blood and said sarcastically.

Fan Lingyue snorted coldly and said, "What about the immortal body, I don't believe it, you really won't die."

When the words fell, Fan Lingyue waved his hand, unwilling to do anything, and under the handsome tent that turned into ruins, a sword with an ancient breath flew in, horizontal in the air, the sword was not unsheathed, but it had already given people a powerful pressure.

In the distance, Du Chengxue's face changed and she was shocked.

Fan Lingyue slowly pulled out the ancient sword in the sheath, and suddenly the heavens and the earth changed, and a breath from eternity appeared, shaking the world.