When Xia Yanwu saw Ning Chen, after a brief surprise, he calmed down. He was not afraid or panicked, but he was just arrogant and arrogant.
"King Minghou, I didn't expect it was really you"
"It's not surprising," Ning Chen said calmly.
Xia Yanwu glanced at the sky and said, "It's not long before dawn, it's not a bad thing to have someone go to hell with you."
"You go first, if you're not in a hurry, you can wait for me," Ning Chen said slowly.
"That's natural, I'll wait" Xia Yanwu laughed.
No one at the scene understood the words of the two, including Xia Ziyi on the side.
Going to hell together may be the best ending for the two.
"I'll leave it to you here." Ning Chen glanced at Xia Ziyi and said.
"Yes," Xia Ziyi nodded.
Ning Chen walked away, leaving the final battle to the two princes.
After Ning Chen left, Xia Ziyi looked at Xia Yanwu, who still had a proud face in front of her, and a trace of untraceable sadness flashed in her eyes.
"Yanwu, you went wrong"
"It was a mistake to be born in this cruel palace. If I don't fight, I will die. Ruthlessness is the most emperor's family, winning the king and losing the bandit has never changed since ancient times," Xia Yanwu said lightly.
"Did you really have any secret contact with Beimeng?" Xia Ziyi suppressed her emotions and asked.
"Yes!" Xia Yanwu nodded. So far, there is nothing to hide.
Hearing the former's own admission, Xia Ziyi's expression became colder, and she said with murderous intent, "As the prince of Daxia, are you worthy of the trust of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and Duke Jingwu who died in the battle of Daxia?"
"If you have a big event, why should you stick to the small details, but it's useless to say anything now, let's see the truth." Xia Yanwu took a step forward, the golden armor was clanging, and although the defeat was certain, he was not a person who would be bound by his hands, and he would die if he died. in battle.
Xia Ziyi slowly raised the sword in his hand and sighed softly, "Among our four brothers, the tenth brother is the most compassionate, the eighth brother is good at people's hearts, and the third brother, you are the number one in martial arts. Today is the last time for the eldest brother to accompany you. war is over"
The sound fell, the sword came out, the purple clothes flew, and the autumn water was full of waves.
Xia Ziyi used the sword, no extreme moves, no shocking breath, but the world still seemed to have a feeling, trembling unceasingly.
Xia Yanwu's expression did not change, his whole body was aura rising, his steps made a sonorous sound as he stepped out of the golden armor, and a pair of iron fists were hard against Qiushui swords.
"when"
The sparks shot in all directions, the Qiushui sword trembled, Xia Yanwu didn't take a half step back, he snorted lightly, his body was activated, and the heavy aura on the iron fist was pressed down, and immediately slammed into Xia Ziyi.
"Not bad." Xia Ziyi's eyes narrowed slightly, his hand was released, the sword swirled, turned into a streamer and descended from the sky, the sword beam was so prosperous, it came straight through Xia Yanwu's heavenly spirit.
"boom"
The hand grabbed the fist, and between the two, the earth could not bear the huge force, and it cracked. In the rumbling sound, dust and sand were flying, and the cracks were hundreds of feet away.
At the same time, the sword rushed down, and Xia Yanwu wanted to dodge, but found that his right fist was restrained and could no longer move.
"Moving Mountains and Rivers"
At the moment of crisis, Xia Yanwu didn't look flustered, turned his other hand to lift his breath, red waves swept out, shaking Xia Ziyi back a few steps.
Above, the Qiushui Sword was also blown away by this amazing breath, and the crisis of life and death instantly became invisible.
"Xia Yanwu, you really fell." Xia Ziyi took a half step back and said softly.
It is sad and deplorable that Prince Daxia actually cultivated the trick of Beimeng's love family.
I don't know whether it's hatred or disappointment, Xia Ziyi's eyes flashed with loneliness, is it worth it for the throne of Xia Huang? "Brother, do you know what I hate most about you is this hypocritical demeanor and expression" Xia Yanwu showed a sarcastic look on his face, "I don't need to repeat the lesson, since I've taken this step, I'm already mentally prepared, today , life and death
"
The temptation has passed, Xia Yanwu no longer keeps his hands, the force of his feet, the slate shatters, the aura of dominance rises, and the red light shines out of the golden armor, bringing boundless pressure. With a sigh, Xia Ziyi restrained her last sadness and soft heart, holding her hands empty, the Autumn Water Sword flew back, her black hair was curled back, and her majestic righteousness surging out, the golden scroll first opened, and she emerged behind her. Confucianism handed down from time to time
, learning is boundless.
"Ancient God Yanwu" shook his fists, Xia Yanwu stepped on his feet fiercely, and suddenly the ancient breath surged, a huge statue of a god manifested, blue-faced and fangs, fierce gods and evil spirits, Pu Yi appeared, violent coercion agitated, the space collapsed, Make the whole world tremble violently
.
Outside the battle, the three generals felt the boundless evil spirit that suddenly appeared, and they were horrified.
The soldiers who were farther away did not know what happened, but they could still sense the terrifying pressure coming from the front. This level of battle was beyond their reach.
Xuehai Wuya performed martial arts against the ancient gods. After a loud bang, the two sides retreated in unison. The rivalry in their moves could not hide the difference in foundation.
On the other side, Xia Ziyi's breath was slightly chaotic, but she was not injured. After three steps, a sword split the aftermath, and she refused to take a half step back.
"Half-step innate!" Xia Yanwu's expression changed drastically, showing horror for the first time since the fight.
Among the four kings, each has their own strengths, but the eldest prince, although he is extraordinary in all aspects, has no outstanding side. Gradually, everyone has recognized it, got used to it, and never doubted it.
Because Xia Ziyi's performance is already excellent.
"Haha, we are so stupid"
Xia Yanwu laughed loudly in the sky, all blood flowed down the battle armor Bobo, he was unwilling, unwilling!
The fighting spirit rises, like raging waves, condensing into substance, what about half a step innate, this is his last battle!
Xia Yanwu let out a roar, his power body reached its peak, the surrounding slate floated up, and the whole person rose into the air like a burning divine furnace, emitting a dazzling light.
"Jingwu Dongyao"
Unshakable fighting spirit, Xia Yan military general's lifetime cultivation is the strongest move, the light of martial arts, surging and stirring, illuminates the entire palace.
In the final decisive battle, he still returned to the moves taught by Duke Jing Wu. Perhaps, in the heart of King Yanwu, he retained a touch of primitive respect for his teacher from beginning to end.
In the face of Jing Wu Gong's move to become famous, Xia Ziyi raised the sword in his hand, the sword moved, and the stars converged.
"The Crossing of the Stars"
In the same way that the three princes taught, the two princes of Daxia finally chose the best way to understand the grievances. At the beginning, the two were apprentices together. Although they were different teachers, they were both disciples of the third master. Since childhood, they had the idea of secretly competing for superiority. this ends this
Years of fighting and grudges.
"boom boom"
A terrifying loud noise sounded, the sky and the earth paled, only to see the space shattered, and a figure flew out backwards, smashed to the ground, covered in blood, and even the battle armor shattered.
"puff"
A mouthful of blood spit out, Xia Yanwu knelt down on one knee, blood dripping from his body, he tried to stand several times but failed to stand up.
"You lost" Xia Ziyi came slowly, looked at Xia Yanwu in front of him, and said lightly.
"Ha ha"
Xia Yanwu smiled bitterly. In the end, he still underestimated his elder brother. It turned out that the strongest person in the world was not Zhiminghou, but Xia Ziyi.
"Go ahead"
Closing his eyes, Xia Yanwu didn't have any fear on his face. He was mentally prepared to win or lose. He had fought, and that was enough.
Time passed, and the expected sword still hadn't been stabbed. Xia Yanwu opened his eyes and looked at the eldest brother in front of him, his heart trembling fiercely.
In an instant, the black hair dyed frost, but the hand holding the sword never stabbed.
Xia Ziyi's face was still very calm, and she could not see the slightest wave, only a trace of her long hair that was gradually dyed white highlighted her inner sadness and struggle.
The night wind blew, and a touch of white hair fluttered, so dazzling, a little blood was left on the corner of Xia Ziyi's mouth, and there was a trace of instability in the body.
"Let's go, there will be no martial arts king in Daxia from now on."
The hand holding the sword fell, and Xia Ziyi finally failed to reach it. With a sigh in her heart, she turned her back and did not want to face Xia Yanwu again.
"Eldest prince, you have disappointed the master!"
At this moment, in the Long Guard Army, two hidden figures appeared, blood gleaming, white light burning, and they fell down at the same time.
Xia Ziyi's expression was shocked, and she swayed the white light with her palm. At the same time, she used her body to block Xia Yanwu's body.
Bang, the terrifying aftermath broke out, Xia Ziyi was reluctant to retreat, let the blood flow from her mouth, and always stood firm.
"No matter what he is or not, it's my brother after all, his fault, I'll take it!" Xia Ziyi stood in front of Xia Yanwu and refused to take half a step away.
"Master asked me to ask you, can you bear it?" Yin Wugou said indifferently with cold eyes.
Xia Ziyi was silent, unable to answer this question.
"The Secretary has an order. If your Highness can't make a move, we will do it. Today, the third prince must die."
When the words fell, Yin Wugou and Kong Yu moved again, their swords shining brightly, and the two joined forces to take the life of King Wu.
Xia Ziyi blocked each other, Qiushui blocked the two swords, and for a while, they could not stand.
At this moment, a sky-shattering arrow roared down, and the terrifying power was unstoppable.
"No!" Facing the terrifying light of the arrow, Xia Ziyi looked horrified, she didn't have time to hesitate, her whole body sublimated endlessly, and a golden beam of light rose. strength, forcibly rushing into the innate
realm.
A generation of arrogance!
Yin Wugou and Kong Yu were shocked, the moment they cloned, it was too late to recruit.
Congenitally broken, Xia Ziyi broke free from the entanglement of the two in an instant, and stood in front of Xia Yanwu again.
The arrow came, a loud noise, the golden beam of light dissipated, and the ground under Xia Ziyi's feet collapsed, blood gushing wildly, but still unwilling to step back.
"Yanwu, I always remember that you are my siblings" Xia Yanwu, who had his back to Xia Ziyi, let blood stain his clothes, and said softly, "It's just that you went the wrong way and did the wrong thing, but, brother carry it for you"
After the arrow light, two sword lights came again, and it would eventually become a pity if it was not received in time.
Xia Yanwu's heart trembled, tears poured from his eyes, but he was in danger of being seriously injured and could no longer do anything. At this moment, he stopped moving forward, and scenes from the past continued to emerge in his mind. Born in this palace, what he saw most when he was born was not his father nor his mother, but a few brothers who grew up with him. Since childhood, Xia Ziyi always
Like a little adult, he always protects them behind his back, and even every time he is punished by his father, he defends them, and it is always Xia Ziyi who pleads for them and admits their mistakes.
"Big Brother"
With a final call, Xia Yanwu no longer hesitated, and slapped the sea of qi with a palm. "Drink" the sea of qi burst, and the body instantly flooded the whole body, and the seriously injured body was temporarily suppressed. With a clear whistle, Xia Yanwu's figure flashed, and he came between Xia Ziyi and Taili Si Shuangxiong. Exploded, flesh and blood flew, spilled
all over the sky.
"Hanwu"
The aftermath of the self-destruction blocked two sword lights, and the terrifying power sent the three of them flying dozens of feet away, and they stopped their figures in embarrassment. Xia Ziyi looked at the blood and bones scattered all over the sky, her heart trembled, and a drop of tears fell silently. .
"Pfft" blood spurted out, dyeing the earth red, Xia Ziyi laughed wildly in the sky, tears like rain...