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The figure of the purple and gold battle suit appeared, and a surprise attack was made, which was the shame of Xuejing Fengcheng, and he made all the moves, leaving no room for anything.

The second calamity powerhouse's full palm, the power was amazing, attacking the two of them, and when they got closer, they found that most of the palm power was actually pressed against the red bamboo beside Ning Chen.

Jin Zhaoran knew very well that this palm would kill the young man in red, but if he wanted to block the move for others, he would have to pay some price.

"Treacherous and evil, shameless, vain to call the pride of heaven"

Ning Chen was furious, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his figure moved instantly, taking the red bamboo to avoid the sudden palm.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult to discern, and the shock was relaxing, and the body of the red clothes moved for a moment, and no one could see it clearly.

"Since you like to use force to suppress people so much, then there is no need to keep this body."

The words fell, the red clothes disappeared, and reappeared in front of Jin Zhaoran, pointing at the condensation of the sword edge, and the sword was useless.

"Ugh"

With a painful snort, Jin Zhaoran's dantian qi sea collapsed instantly, and the frenzied true qi scattered, instantly destroying the meridians of half of the martial artist's body.

Shocked, shocked, and unbelievable scenes, the hearts of the hundred days that witnessed it were like waves, how could it be that a strong man of the second calamity was abolished and cultivated with such a move.

"Zhaoran"

Two young men who were also in the second calamity hurried over, and when they saw Jin Zhaoran, who was gushing with blood all over him, his face showed sadness and anger, and one of them suddenly turned his head, looked at the young man in red in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency will abolish people and cultivate as soon as you make a move, don't you think it's too much!"

"Is it too much, but just give his methods back to himself, if you think it's too much, whatever you want!" Ning Chen replied lightly.

After speaking, Ning Chen no longer paid attention to these new ones, glanced at the red bamboo beside him, and said calmly, "Let's go, go to the next floor"

The stone door opened, twenty-three pieces of Origin Heavenly Jade flew out, Ning Chen waved his hand to collect it, and the Heavenly Jade was in hand, and he was about to put it away, but a slender hand reached out and grabbed the jade.

Knowing the fate of the reaction, the double move collided, bang, each half a step back, Tianyu was shocked, one of them, it was difficult to bear the double weapon, m.

The woman in red and pink clothes in front of her, smiling, and peerless in style, is not like a mortal woman, but more like a fairy who has entered the world, and she is beautiful and dare not look at it directly.

The king of love dyeing, the Buddhist woman in the world, is a pass, and stops the footsteps of knowing his fate.

"This son, it's not appropriate to take all the Origin Heavenly Jade by himself," the corners of the woman's mouth raised slightly, and she said softly.

Seeing the woman in front of him, Ning Chen's eyes flashed with a different color, Buddhist disciple?

Although this woman is not wearing Buddhist clothes, when she just fought, the faint aura that appeared was obviously the unique holy power of Buddhism.

After a short confrontation, the two young people who were traveling with Jin Zhaoran saw that a strong man had made a move, and they also walked up, and the true yuan around them was surging, and the killing intent was undisguised.

"It's so lively here, but since it's a trouble to find the Yuheng Holy Land, let's join in the fun."

In the middle of the words, not far away, three young strong men walked forward, the leader of the people, dressed in dark gold king's clothes, with an extraordinary heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and his cultivation faintly overwhelmed the people in the city.

"King Xuanyang" felt sorry for Hongzhu's expression changed slightly, it could be him!

Xuanyang, the younger brother of the Emperor of Tianquan, has never been defeated since he started cultivating martial arts, and has won the attention of the Emperor of Tianquan, and is a genius among true geniuses.

The three of them appeared, the situation changed instantly, and the smile on the corner of King Ai Dyeming's mouth was even stronger, one against five, or with her, with one against six?

"Senior Brother"

There was a worried look on Hongzhu's face, no matter how strong the senior brother was, it was impossible for him to stop so many Tianjiao in the world alone.

"Hongzhu, give me your sword" Ning Chen's face did not change, and he turned around and said calmly.

Sorry that Hongzhu didn't understand when he heard this, but he still handed over the fragrance in his hand.

Ning Chen took the sword, pointed at Ning Yuan, and slowly slashed across the sword body, and suddenly the blood light rose, thousands of sword intentions converged on the sword, and Qi Feng's aura suddenly changed.

The sword that changes the color of blood, the sword intent is swirling, gathering but not dispersing, it is fierce and pressing, and it is far away, and you can feel the powerful aura on the sword.

"Go up with your sword, and after ten breaths, you will go out of the tower."

Ning Chen returned the sword, gave a command, and immediately stepped out, blocking the front, a cold intent rose in his calm eyes, and the looming murderous intent made everyone present feel inexplicably sinking in their hearts.

"Senior brother care" Hongzhu knew that if he stayed any longer, it would only be a drag, so he no longer hesitated, and walked to the next level.

"Can you go?"

Beside King Xuanyang, a man in green clothes moved, his name was out of the sheath, and he moved his sword and swept towards the red bamboo.

At this moment, the red clothes also moved, his fingers and his sword together, and with a sonorous sound, Mingfeng was restrained, and it was difficult to advance half an inch.

"The speed is good, but unfortunately, it's still too weak"

When the words fell, the figure of King Xuanyang flashed, and he rushed to the front, the heavy sword broke through a thousand jun, and the black sword blade fell, sinking like a mountain.

Ning Chen waved his hand to shake back the man in green clothes in front of him, and immediately shook the sword with his fingers, and the moment the two moves clashed, the boundless and boundless sword intent surged out, and suddenly, the wild sand and angry waves rolled up several zhang high.

Seeing this, Jin Zhaoran and the two young strong men calmed the wind, made rain and sheathed each other, and joined forces to force their lives.

Another person in the Tianquan Dynasty waved his hand to take the army, and the willow knife was used, turning into a fast knife to ride the wind, chasing the soul and killing him.

Five Tianjiao, five three calamities, joined forces to fight the phoenix body, Ning Chen fixed his mind, stepped sideways, condensed the sword, and the sword intent around his body rose endlessly, and he proudly cultivated on the sword, and the number of them exploded.

"Sword Pose, Break the Sky"

The sword of the broken sky, a sword swinged out, a hundred zhang of the void, shaking violently, a huge crack appeared, as if it was about to swallow the sky and the earth, terrifying and abnormal.

King Xuanyang took the sword, slammed it, took a few steps back, and the qi and blood around his body surged sharply.

The aftermath of the sword wind passed, the flat wind and rain retreated together, the sky was full of sand and dust, and at the same time, the willow knife slashed through the void, and the extremely fast knife came again.

The man in Tsing Yi then took out his sword, and the blue frost appeared on the sword, and the cold was pressing.

Ning Chen took the sword, blocked the sword, unloaded the force invisibly, and the sharp edge of his fingers swung around, swinging away the two people in front of him.

The two retreated, and King Xuanyang stepped forward again, and the heavy sword fell, unrivaled divine power, shattering one space after another.

The red-clothed figure moved, avoiding the heavy sword, and saw the flat wind creating rain and the body, sharp and sharp, forcing people to go crazy.

"Sword Pose, Sky Fall"

Ning Chen withdrew half a step, flipped his palm and shook the two of them, and immediately pointed at Ning Yuan, and the sword intent around him went straight to the sky, reproducing the sword of the falling sky.

Momentary silence, boundless sword blades, falling from the sky, terrible sword pressure, devastating, cutting down all Vientiane, trembling, one after another pieces of the earth cracked, destroyed by the boundless sword rain monarch.

"Not bad"

King Xuanyang's expression was awe-inspiring, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed out retrogradely, with a bang, shaking the sword of the falling sky.

The other four people received their swords in pairs, but when they saw the remnants flying up, the four of them were injured at the same time, and they retreated again and again.

The amazing battle, dyed vermilion for the first time, sprinkled with dust, represents the enemy's clear fear of defeat, and a Tianjiao who is watching from a distance is shocked, what is the origin of this person, why have he never heard of it before.

Beigong Yu, Nan Ming watched the battle intently, and he was also impressed by the amazing sword intent, just in terms of the height of the sword, there are only a handful of people in the world who surpass this person.

In front of the two of them, Qi Yanxia's eyes flashed with Dao brilliance, this person's sword attainments are really shocking.

In the middle of the battle, seeing that it was difficult for the five people to join forces to gain the upper hand, the corners of King Ai Dye Ming's mouth showed an incomprehensible smile, and the lotus step moved, the Buddha's light disappeared, and he instantly came to the front of the red robe, and his slender hand slapped out, and the holy power shook the blade of the sword.

There was a loud bang, the two strong collided, the aftermath was unscrupulous, and when King Xuanyang saw this, he stepped forward, slashed down with his heavy sword, and added three points of strength.

Quietly, a sliver of blood slipped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, and he was injured for the first time since the Great War.

The red clothes danced, the sword intent swung out, and the two of them were shaken back, Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Buddha girl in front of him, his eyes gradually cooled.

"Childe, hand over the Tianyu, Ai Ran will no longer interfere" Ai Ran Ming Wang chuckled.

"What if I say no," Ning Chen said coldly.

"Then it is offended"

The words fell, the king of Ming moved, love dyed the world, the Bodhisattva sighed, the number of Buddhism was different, no one knew what he thought, what he thought, what he wanted, the peerless shadow of the grace, the vision was added, the king of the Ming was not moved, and the woman appeared.

Ning Chen also pointed at the condensing sword, fighting the strange woman of Buddhism, a sword without thinking, no thought, no seeking, pure sword, the power shook the heavens and the earth.

At the moment of the confrontation, King Xuanyang entered the battle at the same time, and the heavy sword broke through ten thousand jun, and the sword was arrogant for a while.

The wind and rain were calm, the willow knife, and the three famous fronts followed, tacitly attacking, and trapped the red clothes.

The six-person wheel battle, knowing the fate of the brave sword light, scattered sword intent, brought out one after another bright red, shocking combat power, so that the people in Chi were shocked again and again.

"The Imperial Daughter" Beigong Yu looked at the woman in front of her, and said with a straight face.

Nan Mingming's gaze also moved, and Jin Xi Chuzhao behind him was ready to unsheath at any time.

"Wait"

Qi Yanxia opened her mouth, rejecting the former's invitation to fight, her eyes quietly watching the battle situation in front of her, waiting for the scene she expected to see.

In the middle of the battle, the battle has reached a fever pitch, and the six of them have joined forces to fight their fate, wave after wave of offensives, sword blades, blades are constantly staggered, and King Ming helps to fight, so that the stalemate of the battle situation has finally shifted.

With a stabbing sound, the red clothes cracked, and a trace of blood flew up, blooming in the battle of swords.

"Sword Style, Breaking Yue"

Po Yue slashed a sword, shaking 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 wound merged.

With one enemy and six, five and three disasters, plus an unfathomable strength of the King of Love, half of the body knows his fate, and finally shows defeat.

"I didn't want to lift the sword again, but it's a pity"

The world is impermanent, it is always difficult to make people wish, Ning Chen sighed lightly, the next moment, his eyes gradually changed, and the murderous machines around his body surged wildly, after pacifying the disaster of war, Wuhou, who sealed the sword, regained the heart of the sword, and held it with his right hand, but he saw that in the chaotic purple angry waves in the sky, a purple-gold divine blade slowly fell, and it did not fall into the hands of Zhifang.

"It's coming"

Qi Yanxia's eyes froze, and the scene she wanted to see finally appeared.

The divine sword appeared, knowing the fate and holding the sword, in an instant, the endless sword pressure spread, trembling, and alarming the heavens and the earth.