With the completion of the gathering of troops in Wushuang City, the short-term stalemate turned sharply, and the extremely depressing atmosphere made it difficult for the entire land of Shenzhou to breathe.
The forces that suddenly descended from the Valley of Ascension have attracted the attention of the world for a long time. Even fools can see that this sudden outsider has clear ambitions, and Daxia is just the biggest obstacle in front of him.
However, everyone has a heart of luck. If disasters do not come to their heads, they will never experience the piercing pain.
Waiting and watching is still the choice of the Dadu forces, or, in other words, watching the battle between Daxia and the outside world, looking forward to the time when the fisherman will benefit.
Wushuang City sent troops, and the 200,000-strong army was divided into ten battalions. Each battalion had a Xiantian Venerable in charge. Countless strong people from the realm of the sky were the vanguards, and they embarked on the road to the west together.
The four-pole realm adopts a thunderous offensive, relying on the absolutely powerful top combat power, it is bound to conquer the entire summer in the shortest time.
As the commander-in-chief, the King of Bane sits in the army and is solely responsible for the battle of Daxia.
At this critical moment, seven Xiantian suddenly appeared in the Daxia army, barely blocking the first wave of the four-pole attack.
There are four Xiantian from the major factions in the southeastern part of Daxia, two from Cijian Tiange, and the last one is from the Daxia Dragon Guard Army, who is the leader of the Dragon Guard Army who survived from Mijie Mountain in the past.
Although the breakthrough is not long, but at this critical moment, every innate is an extremely precious wealth.
In the first battle, the King of Disaster did not show up, and Ning Chen and others did not show up either. For the first time, they still had reservations, and they mainly focused on finding out the opponent's cards.
The powerhouses above innate are different from ordinary warriors. As long as they are dedicated to protecting their lives, it is not so easy to kill them.
After a short rest, the four great armies launched an offensive again. Duke Wu of Jing and Hou Zhongyong did not fight hard, relying on the natural dangers of the city, avoiding their sharp edges and minimizing casualties.
Within ten days, Daxia's 170,000 troops retreated more than 300 li, with more than 10,000 casualties.
The number of warriors in the four great armies is too large, and the powerhouses in the realm of the sky are not ordinary soldiers to stop, and the Daxia army is extremely difficult to fight.
Fortunately, there are innate powerhouses in the army, and the powerhouses on both sides did not dare to go too deep, which made the casualties much less.
Knowing the Marquis of Life, Ning Chen looked at the daily battle reports, and the rays of light kept flashing in his eyes.
The National Teacher of the Golden Scepter still did not appear, as if he had grasped the pain point of Da Xia, and he was not worried about the blood of the phoenix at all.
In response, Ning Chen just sneered and watched, there were times when this old guy was in a hurry.
Half a month later, the King of Calamity was going to return to Wushuang City. However, not long after he left the military camp, he saw a red-colored sword lying in front of him, dazzling.
"Holy Son, you" said the calamity king, his expression sank.
The red clothes in front of him, hunting with the wind, the long red hair that reflects the eyes, is even red as blood, and the wind and dust are blocking the road, and the source of chaos.
After Luan Fengchen walked out, on the other side, a woman in a light-colored long skirt also walked out, with a powerful breath, and after months of healing, she finally recovered.
"Traitor, you escaped with your life last time, but this time you are not so lucky," said the King of Calamity with a stern look in his eyes.
The long sword is full of light, there is no nonsense, Meng Xuanji has no reservations as soon as she shoots, the sword light breaks through the air, and comes with force.
The king of calamity turned his palms hard and regretted, the swords and palms met, and the fierce aftermath dispersed, and the surrounding rocks suddenly cracked and rolled down, and dust and sand were scattered.
For the first time, Meng Xuanji showed a powerful cultivation base, using the sword as the front, and the subtlety of the moves made it difficult for the king of calamities to gain the upper hand.
Being leveled by someone whose cultivation base is far inferior to himself, the King of Calamity can't hide his anger.
Senyou's aura is surging and majestic, which is shocking. During Meng Xuanji's attack, the moves are restricted, and the first is awkward.
"Longevity calamity, the calamity of the sky"
The king of calamity turned his palms to lift his breath, and suddenly, the heaven and the earth changed dramatically, and the serene aura spread, covering the entire sky.
At this moment, Luan Fengchen, who was watching from the side, moved under his feet, and his body turned into a red streamer, and instantly reached the front of the King of Calamities, and the streamer turned bloody blade in his hand, killing the sky.
The King of Bane's move was blocked and he waved his hand to answer the move, but when they heard the rumbling sound, the two backed away, their mouths dyed vermilion.
"Holy Son, you have made the King of Bane angry"
The anger burned in the eyes of the King of Calamities, and when he stepped on the foot, the ground of a hundred feet cracked, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and waves of air continued to spread out, and the power was terrifying.
In the shock, a golden weapon appeared, and the sharp aura caused cracks to appear in the surrounding space, spreading hundreds of feet away.
"Golden feathers!"
In the chaos of wind and dust, Meng Xuanji was all taken a few steps back by the aura of the divine soldier, and she was all right.
"Traitor, Holy Son, today you will pay the heaviest price for your stupidity"
The calamity king grabbed his hand and started with the golden feathers.
Luan Fengchen and Meng Xuanji joined forces to resist, however, after hearing a crisp sound, the long sword in Meng Xuanji's hand slammed to pieces, and the sword edge flew out more than ten meters away.
Luan Fengchen's complexion changed slightly, the streamer's blood blade was shining brightly, and the gilded feather gauze swayed.
"Be careful, gilded feathers are unreliable, try not to fight recklessly," Meng Xuanji reminded.
"kindness"
Luan Fengchen responded in a deep voice, he had only heard of it before, but when I met today, I just realized how terrible this world's number one sharp-edged soldier is.
The king of calamity snorted coldly and said, "Whatever you say now, it's useless. It's not too late to regret it when you stay in hell."
The words fell, and the figure of the king of calamity swept again, the peerless divine soldier, coupled with the world-shattering cultivation base, suddenly forced the two to be in danger.
"Jiangshan drink hate, blood maple is red in October"
The situation was critical, and Luan Fengchen showed off his unique skills again. The slender flowing blood blade was sublimated to the extreme, the dazzling blood-colored streamer rose, the red blood maple floated in the sky, and the blade was brilliant.
The king of calamity's eyes flashed with cold light, the golden light of the gilded feather gauze rose, and the sharp lights flashed out. In an instant, the red maple dissipated, and the blood stained the world.
The golden light penetrated the body, and Luan Fengchen groaned, taking a few steps back, and the blood mist scattered all over his body.
Meng Xuanji bullied her, and her slender murderous intention was awe-inspiring, and it was pressing to the heart of the king of calamity.
"Useless struggle"
The king of calamity taunted him, turned his palms to meet him, and blocked his moves.
The close combat is even more murderous, and the soul is drawn, and the life is killed.
With a bang, Meng Xuanji took a hard palm on her left shoulder, and her slender hand passed through the block and printed it on the king of calamity's chest.
With the sound of stepping back, Meng Xuanji vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of her red.
On the other hand, the king of calamity, after receiving a palm, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Although he was also injured, the injury was much less severe.
"One palm for one palm, how many palms can you resist?"
The King of Misfortune sneered, no matter how subtle the move, it must have a cultivation base to cooperate with the foundation, otherwise, it is no different from tasteless.
In the chaotic wind and dust, Meng Xuanji's expression all sank, and the misfortunes are endless. In the future, it will bring greater disasters to the two realms.
The two bullied themselves up again, the blood-red sword light fell, and the battle started again.
The king of calamity greeted him with divine soldiers, and the light of the collision of swords and cymbals was dazzling.
The flowing blood blade and extraordinary martial arts, the gold-plated feather sword is a peerless magic weapon, one is fast and one is sharp, which makes people dazzled.
Luan Fengchen tries his best to avoid the double-edged confrontation, and he will walk away when he touches it. However, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. How can it be controlled by an individual
At the same time, Meng Xuanji fought for her life at close range. During her moves, she only attacked but not defended. A pair of slender hands, like the scythe of the god of death, were only to pull the source of disaster in front of her into hell.
The stalemate ended with an ear-piercing crisp sound. In the hands of Luan Fengchen, the flowing blood blade was finally unable to bear the sharp edge of the golden feather, and it was broken.
The gilt entered the body, the blood spurted out, and Luan Fengchen's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, he held the gilt feather, and would not let go.
When the opportunity appeared, Meng Xuanji took a slap again, her whole body gathered in her slender hands, and she slapped it out with one palm.
Seeing this, the king of calamity broke out, and in a hurry, he shook the wind and dust, and the troops blocked the move, but it was too late, but when he saw the power of the palms coming, he staggered, took four steps in a row, and vomited out a mouthful of blood. .
"Golden Feather"
At this moment, Meng Xuanji urged the secret method, and in the hands of the King of Calamity, the gilded plume suddenly changed, broke free from his hand, and stabbed out.
The king of calamity did not expect this sudden change. At the moment of danger, his body subconsciously turned to one side, and the next moment, golden light passed through his body, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood flowers.
"Uh"
The calamity king groaned in his mouth, took a few steps back again, and immediately stomped his feet and used his strength to go away.
On the other side, the seriously injured Meng Xuanji and Luan Fengchen staggered one by one, blood overflowing from their mouths, and they wanted to catch up, but they were more than enough.
"Hateful, let him escape anyway"
A hint of unwillingness flashed in Meng Xuanji's eyes, and it was only a little bit short. If the gilded feathers were shifted by another inch, today's battle would be a success.
The ability of the three calamities to judge the danger is indeed extraordinary. In the situation just now, at such a close distance, the calamity king can still avoid it, which is really extraordinary.
"Let's go, if you wait for someone to come, you and I will be in a bad situation." Luan Fengchen picked up the broken blade and said solemnly.
"kindness"
Meng Xuanji put away the golden feather and dragged her severely injured body away.
A day later, the news that the King of Calamity was seriously injured soon spread throughout the world, and the attack of the four great armies was immediately blocked, and they did not dare to advance rashly.
In the Marquis of Zhiming's mansion, Ning Chen looked at the information, and an inexplicable arc crossed the corner of his mouth.
It is a pity that the king of calamity did not die in the hands of Meng Xuanji and Luan Fengchen, but it is not unexpected. If the strong three disasters die so easily, the word three disasters is ridiculous. Luan Fengchen is the holy son of the four extremes. Although his ability is beyond doubt, his identity is too special. He admits that he cannot fully trust him. The reason why he reminded him to kill the King of Calamities is to test the position of Luan Fengchen. for
Stimulate another person.
This person is the Golden Scepter.
With the combined abilities of Luan Fengchen and Meng Xuanji, it is of course best to kill the King of Disaster. Even if he loses the battle, the King of Disaster will have to pay some price.
The calamity king in front of him was seriously injured, just to remind the Golden Scepter, the people who stared at the calamity king were far more than the two of them.
For the next few days, Ning Chen did not leave the Hou residence again, and waited quietly.
Sure enough, on the fourth day, the Golden Scepter National Master finally couldn't bear it any longer and descended into the Hou Mansion.
"Boy, the old man is here as promised!" The Golden Scepter National Master covered the anxious look in his eyes and laughed loudly.
Ning Chen smiled slightly, glanced at Liu Ruoxi who was not far away, and said, "Ruoxi, serve tea"
"Yes"
Liu Ruoxi Yingying bowed, and immediately stepped forward to serve tea and pour water.
"Senior Golden Staff, please," Ning Chen said.
"Wuhou of Daxia just enjoys it, good tea." Jinzhang Guoji drank the tea and said with a smile.
Hearing the former's words, Liu Ruoxi wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back.
Hou Ye is a very stingy person. He said that what kind of people drink what kind of tea, this tea is just the most common rough tea, and it is impossible to bring out banquets on weekdays.
Ning Chen smiled, the national master of the Golden Scepter didn't know how to taste tea, and now let alone rough tea, I am afraid that if you give him a cup of cold water, he will also say a word.
"Ruoxi" Ning Chen said again.
When Liu Ruoxi heard the words, she stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for the national teacher of Jinzhang, and immediately retreated behind the Hou Ye.
"Since it's good tea, Senior Golden Scepter should drink more," Ning Chen said.
Although Jinzhang Guoshi was impatient, he still finished the tea. He just put down the teacup. Seeing that this boy was still trying to make the girl pour the tea, he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Boy, the tea is also finished, is it right? Say it right."
"Senior Golden Scepter, don't be impatient, after all, the blood of the phoenix will belong to the senior, no one can take it away," Ning Chen chuckled lightly.
"Hey, don't fight haha, my kid, I just ask you, are you really sure you can get rid of this calamity king?" said the national teacher of Jinzhang in a deep voice.
"Of course, although the junior is not talented, as long as the senior golden scepter is willing to cooperate, there is still a certain degree of certainty." Ning Chen took the teacup in his hand, turned around, and said.
"Okay, as long as you have a way to force him into a state of mortal death, the old man promises to help you get rid of him. The last blood of the phoenix will be divided between you and me," said the national master of the golden stick.
"Senior's righteousness, the people of the world will definitely be grateful." Ning Chen cupped his hands.
"No more compliments"
With a wave of the golden staff, a golden sign appeared on the table and said, "Hold this token, as long as you pour your true energy into it, no matter where you are, the old man can sense it immediately, and it will be in the shortest time. time to arrive"
Ning Chen looked at the sign on the table, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, Senior Golden Staff."
"There will be a period in the future, don't let the old man wait too long" Golden Scepter National Master got up and said. "That's natural." Ning Chen's mouth curved slightly and replied.