The blade's momentum was blocked, Ning Chen's body was urged again, and the scroll of life revolved.
Feng Rui entered the body, blood spurted, Wu Jun let out a groan, murderous intent in his eyes, flipped his palms and shot it out, directly shocking the person in front of him.
A few dozen feet away, Ning Chen fell to the ground, took a few steps back, vomited red in his mouth, and was hurt again.
The slightest move was a little slower in the end. Wu Jun regained his energy very quickly, and the opportunity was gone.
"come again"
After the injury, Wu Jun's madness was fully manifested, with a halberd in his hand, proud of the world, fierce and powerful, which was an acknowledgement of the two in front of him, and even more contempt.
Two to one, still do not have the upper hand, the suppression of the realm, plus the difference in power, let the two strongest Wuhou in Daxia condense all their minds and fight the enemy with all their strength.
The void exploded, sabers and halberds fought again, one knife and one halberd, causing the sand to fill the air, the ground cracked, and the slaughter of the battle on the top was splendid. .
Daxia's military gods are powerful, and Yongye Wujun is even more domineering. The most direct confrontation between the strong and the strong, without any reservations, the aftermath continues to sway, the coercion is terrifying, under the innate, even even Can't get close.
Ning Chen stepped on the water, light and shadow, and his body was like an illusion.
The battle was incandescent in an all-round way, the Marquis of Triumph was restrained, and Ning Chen swept away the light with a quick sword, one heavy and one fast, tacit cooperation, and tried his best to break the myth of Wu Jun's invincibility.
"happy"
The bloody light of the killings bloomed in the bright sun, Wu Jun was full of fighting spirit, and the halberd in his hand added three points to fight against the legend of Wuhou, the strongest in Daxia.
The world-shattering battle was shattered by the sky and the earth. The strongest force of the Daxia Dynasty and the Eternal Night Divine Sect faced off against each other.
Neither side has left their hands, and there is no room for them. The cruelty of the war reflects the epitome of war, and it has remained unchanged since ancient times.
Marquis Kaixuan and Marquis Wu continued to exchange injuries. The brilliant battle armor blocked the sharp edge of the halberd, but it couldn't remove the earth-shattering force. The shocking internal organs affected the old wounds, and the Daxia military god gradually fell into the disadvantage.
The blood on Wu Jun's body was stained red, and the blood dripped from the wound cut by the sword. However, after a while, he quickly recovered.
At this moment, the advantages of the body of double qi and sea are undoubtedly obvious. One is attacking, the other is defense.
Seeing that the situation of the battle was getting unfavorable, Ning Chen turned his blade, took advantage of the wind, and exerted his might to take part of Wu Jun's attack, alleviating the pressure on the war god.
The mighty halberd of the Heavenly Desolation shook the heavens and the earth, and each halberd had the power to split the sky. Ning Chen took the lead, and his qi and blood surged violently.
"drink"
Ning Chen shouted loudly, and the blood mist filled his body, forcing Zhiming to be born, and when he held his left hand, the blood shone brightly, and the magnificent sword intent slammed away.
Wu Jun slashed down with a halberd, and hit the raging thunder and rage, with a bang, the thunder light dissipated, and the sword intent was four-pointed.
The sword resonated, and the brilliance was even stronger, Ning Chen's figure swept out, the left hand knew the fate and the fate, the right hand was sympathetic, and the heavy and the fast alternated, a peerless warrior in the first battle.
"All Army Retreat"
Taking this opportunity, the Marquis of Triumph swept across the battlefield, his expression sank, and he shouted.
Under the command, the Qianjun retreated, the black water retreated, and quickly left the battlefield.
The Eternal Night army wanted to chase, but saw the light of the saber illuminating the sky and the earth, splitting the sky and completely separating the two armies.
The fractured gorge made it difficult for soldiers and horses to cross, blocking most of the army of the gods and gaining precious time for the Blackwater Army to retreat.
On the other side, Wu Jun saw this, and during the battle, he turned his palms and urged the supreme cultivation base, trying to merge the broken earth.
At this moment, Ning Chen's sword's momentum suddenly changed. Riding the wind, the sword suddenly fell sharply, and the sword of fate turned sharply.
Wu Jun was distracted for a moment, blood spurting out of his chest, dyeing his red battle clothes.
"Daxia has such a young powerhouse as you, which surprised Wu Jun."
Wu Jun restrained his mind, swung the halberd away from the person in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, said.
"The name of Wujun is also well-deserved."
Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied.
"Oh, nonsense is useless, pay attention, the next move, take your life"
Wu Jun's halberd transports Hao Yuan, and the evil power and magic power are surging and mighty.
The third form of Yutian, the final form, the breath of fear trembled for nine days, and the wind and clouds fell.
"Come on." Ning Chen was full of infuriating energy, his sword was shining brightly, and he was powerful.
The Duke of Triumph's expression was also condensed, and he tried his best to activate his body, ready to respond.
However, just as the move was about to come out, the sword in Ning Chen's hand quickly turned sharply, drawing two sharp edges, and immediately took Wu Jun, who was beside him, and quickly left.
"There will be a later date"
The sudden change made Wu Jun stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the light of the sword swept in, was quickly swallowed by the rippling magic power, and dissipated invisible.
"interesting"
Wu Jun restrained his breath, raised his hand to seal the sword wound on his chest, and stopped chasing him. He believed that there would be a chance to fight this person again in the future. At that time, I hope he can have the good luck today.
A hundred miles away, the Black Water Army temporarily camped and rested. Ning Chen returned to the camp and tried his best to heal his wounds and restore his true essence.
The power of Wu Jun is even clearer after experiencing it personally today.
After a long time, Ning Chen opened his eyes, got up and walked out of the tent. He saw the Marquis of Triumph who was listening to the reward of the victory, so he stopped and waited for a while.
"How's the injury?"
The Marquis of Triumph sent back the general in front of him and said with concern.
"Already fine"
Ning Chen replied, most of the time in this battle, Senior Marquis of Triumph was resisting Martial Lord's edge. He didn't face Martial Lord very often, and his injuries were not too serious.
"What's your experience?" The Marquis of Triumph asked.
"Very strong," Ning Chen said honestly.
It is also a powerhouse of the Three Disasters. Compared with the King of Disasters, who he has fought head-on, the two are no longer on the same level.
The Marquis of Triumph did not comment much, but encouraged, "Don't be discouraged, there will always be a way, as long as you try your best, you will eventually succeed."
Ning Chen nodded and replied, "Thank you for your teachings, senior."
The night rises, and under the cold moonlight, there is a faint chill. After the war, the soldiers still stick to their posts in a disciplined manner, patrolling, investigating, scrupulously dividing their work, and orderly. The Daxia Black Water Army is one of the most elite armies in the world. Every soldier is a martial artist. Although it does not have the outstanding personal combat power of the Shenwu Army in the Second Temple of the Eternal Night, it has strict discipline and a tacit battle formation. Cooperate, let the big summer black water army
Become the most important opponent of the Eternal Night Sect.
The Marquis of Triumph and the Blackwater Army have contributed to the persistence of the Western battlefield to this day.
"Hou"
The soldiers of the Black Water Army who passed by on patrol simply bowed and saluted, and then continued to move forward.
Ning Chen nodded in return, his eyes looked to the west, and the brilliance in his eyes kept beating. Ever since he visited the Eternal Night Sect, he has been unable to feel at ease, so he couldn't wait to get rid of Wu Jun. Although the mysterious powerhouse of the Eternal Night Divine Sect is still unable to come out, no one knows how long this period will be. If two powerhouses of the Three Disasters appear together, together with a magician whose cultivation base is very extraordinary Regardless of the future, the big summer is really
Dangerous. As for the disaster of the four poles, it can be suppressed in a short time. Xuanzhi was pierced by Meng Xuanji's sword, and it is impossible to live. Moreover, Meng Xuanji has promised to come before him before he finds a way to mend the boundaries of space. Go to guard the Valley of Ascension and guard against
Stop the Holy Land to send people over again.
After meditating for a long time, Ning Chen turned around, said goodbye to the Marquis of Triumph in the tent, and immediately headed towards the barren city.
To break the sea of Wu Jun's double qi, there should be one person who can do it, and now there is no other way but to try.
Fighting against a powerhouse like Wujun, any opportunity is fleeting, and in order to break through the sea of vigor in the battle, one must have absolutely fast speed.
Judging from the results of today's battle, even if he took over Xiyinghou's Shuiguangying body, he was still a little slower.
In this world, there are not many people who are faster than him in the realm of three disasters, and it can even be said that there is only one.
Twilight becomes snow!
Mu Chengxue has a track record, controls the world's speed, and is the only candidate right now.
The barren city is on the east side of the Great Xia territory. For a congenital strong man, it is not far. When it was halfway through the night, Su Yi appeared and quickly passed through the city.
Inside the desolate city, as always, there are broken walls and ruins everywhere. Sword marks can be seen everywhere on the ground and on the walls, showing the difference of the holy land in the sword.
When he came to the barren city again, Ning Chen's heart was even more complicated and difficult to understand. He didn't know each other when he met, and the expectations he once had, have gradually sunk into the abyss amid disappointment after disappointment.
After Mu Bai left, the deserted city became even colder, and fewer swordsmen came to the deserted city to learn the sword. Today's guardian of the deserted city has become Jian Yi, a person who doesn't like to talk even more.
The three disciples of Huangcheng are all rare geniuses in the world, just like their rankings, Sword One, Sword Two, and Sword Three.
Jian Yi was the first to step into Xiantian, and his sword opened three thousand feet into the sky, shocking the world, and he has never made a move since then.
Jian Er followed closely behind, stepping into Xiantian, and from then on, he remained silent.
The only thing that hasn't stepped into Xiantian is Jian Liuying, who is always stuck in the half-step Xiantian, and it is difficult to advance an inch.
Desolate City has one door and three innate talents. It can be said that it is the most untouchable place in the world today. Especially behind Desolate City, there is a Mu Bai who ignores his cultivation and doesn't know where to go. As long as his brain is not flooded, no one can come to ask for trouble.
When Ning Chen arrived in the barren city, he didn't hide his aura. He spread out his cultivation and spiritual consciousness, looking for Mu Chengxue's figure.
"King Minghou, you have crossed the line"
Not long after, a calm voice sounded, spread over the barren city, and faintly warned.
"I'm here to find Mu Chengxue," Ning Chen replied.
"please leave"
A broken sword appeared between heaven and earth, and his tone added a bit of indifference.
"Excuse me, I won't leave if I don't see her," Ning Chen said seriously.
"Swish"
The broken sword is sharp, and the sword is eye-catching, and the dazzling brilliance crosses between the eyes.
The white clothes appeared, holding the sword, stunned, and the sword opened the world. Huangcheng Jianyi, after a lapse of two years, shot again, a sword so beautiful, the world suddenly eclipsed.