Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 827: The everlasting battle

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In the sky above the secret realm of the sky, Zhiming brought the four most powerful men in the world to come to fight with a sword, and the sky for thousands of miles was eclipsed.

The sword of the extreme way, stunning the world, the sword light flashed, the heaven and the earth were separated, a huge deep space appeared, the turbulent currents were turbulent, and the madness was like waves.

The sword started the battle, and the pavilion master and ten supreme-level powerhouses appeared later, standing in the void, looking at the five people in front of them, their faces darkened.

At the beginning of the war, the atmosphere was condensed, the magic machine waved, and the purple light was moving, the purple sky fell, and the magnificent and unparalleled divine sword was surrounded by purple energy, and the appearance of the emperor manifested.

On the side, in Lin Yuzhen's hands, the Fengming Sword also appeared, and in the thundering vertical and horizontal, Feng Ming unsheathed, and the powerful air pressure swept away.

Knowing fate as the head, three swords, and their breaths are connected. Although there are only three people, it makes the entire sky-making secret realm vibrate.

In the front, the Master of the Butian Pavilion and the ten Supremes of Butian are all sullen. These people are obviously prepared, and there will be a bloody battle in the Butian Pavilion today.

"Let's hand over the Master of the Butian Pavilion to this king," Lin Yuzhen took a step forward and said.

"Then these ten people will be handed over to this seat and worship the moon"

Shen Ji glanced at the ten supreme powerhouses behind the Butian Pavilion Master and said calmly.

"Thank you"

Ning Chen responded, his figure flashed past and swept downwards.

"Want to go? Delusional!"

Pavilion Master Butian's face turned cold, he stomped his footsteps, and instantly blocked the front.

"Pavilion Master, your opponent is this king"

In the voice, above the void, Lin Yuzhen Lian stepped over, slashing the sky with a horizontal sword, blocking the way forward.

In a moment of opportunity, the figures of Ning Chen and the landlord Xiaoyue swept downwards, looking for the goal of this trip.

"King Qi, you dare to be the enemy of My Butian Pavilion!"

The road ahead was blocked, and the Lord Butian Pavilion's expression became more and more ugly, and he said coldly.

"There may be things in this world that this king would not dare to do, but it definitely doesn't include provoking you to make up the Heaven Pavilion," Lin Yuzhen said lightly.

"act recklessly!"

Murderous intent erupted on the face of Pavilion Master Butian, he stomped in the air, turned his palms and patted the person in front of him.

On the other side, the Ten Supreme Masters of Butian also moved, and the powerful aura surged towards the two people who were blocking the way in front of them.

Shen Ji waved his hand, Zi Xiao came out of the sheath, and the purple light surged, wave after wave of pressure swayed, and the powerful momentum was shocking.

The real powerhouse in the world, the pinnacle of the real realm, a powerful existence that is only one step away from entering the fourth realm.

The ten Supreme Masters of Butian came, slammed into Jiantao with a loud bang, and immediately, boundless rage waves roared violently, destroying a thousand miles of void.

Behind the body of God, Venerable Moon Worship stood still, showing no sign of making a move.

Ten to one, the divine machine shone with purple light, the Zixiao divine sword slashed, and pieces of space collapsed, and were immediately repaired again.

After more than ten moves, the ten Supreme Masters of Butian were all shocked, and they couldn't gain the upper hand between offense and defense.

Not far away, Lin Yuzhen blocked the Heavenly Pavilion Master alone, and the battle was equally fierce.

At the peak of the world, the two know that the strength of the other party is immeasurable, and the shot is majestic and shocking.

"Nine Heavens of Phoenix Dance"

Fighting a few tricks, can be known to everyone, Lin Yuzhen swept her body step by step, her body was like a phoenix dance, her sword was like a sky moving, shocking the world, she could shake the sky, and her offensive doubled.

The expression of the master of the Butian Pavilion was slightly condensed, and the whole body's real energy continued to rise, the palms rose and the palms fell, and the sky shook.

At the peak of the world, it is difficult to coexist. The figures of the two people are intertwined.

After recovering the power and body, Lin Yuzhen's strength is even stronger in the past.

At the beginning of the two battles, the party was in white heat. Below, Ning Chen and the landlord Xiaoyue entered the Butian Pavilion, and a strong atmosphere greeted them, hundreds of them, blocking their footsteps.

"The ninth son of Momen, you are so courageous, you took the initiative to come to my Butian Pavilion to die."

In front of the crowd, Qi Wenzhu, Wu Kui, and Jiang Yun, the right guardian, appeared, looked at the red-clothed young man in front of them, and said coldly.

"Give me ten breaths"

The landlord Xiaoyue said a word lightly, a wooden box appeared in front of him, in the dazzling silver light, the sharp gun appeared, and the powerful breath shook, and Huang Quan opened the way.

The silver light flashed, and the momentum was unparalleled. When the yellow spring passed, the space collapsed sharply, and the airflow exploded, which was abnormally harsh.

Qi Wenzhu and Jiang Yun's expressions changed slightly, and they joined hands to shake Huangquan. With a loud shock, they took a few steps back.

With one move, Huang Quan's brilliance reappeared in the hands of the landlord Xiaoyue, and the edge turned and swept the thousands of troops.

"Uh"

The muffled hum sounded, and the Butian Zuns blocking the road could not bear the prestige of Huangquan, and they all dyed red.

Qi Wenzhu and Jiang Yun's palms came later, and the landlord Xiaoyue moved, spinning the gun to freeze frost, the freezing air spread, and the world was frozen in an instant.

"Hundred Burials in Frost Sky"

With a light drink, the frozen world collapsed, and all the venerables only felt a tear-like pain all over their body. At the moment when the world collapsed, the surrounding laws were frantic and devoured everyone.

Snowflakes and blood flowers scattered in the disintegrating void, and more than a hundred sky mending experts vomited and were seriously injured.

Qi Wenzhu and Jiang Yun were both affected, their bodies staggered, and their breath was unstable for a while.

"Walk"

At the end of ten breaths, the landlord of Xiaoyue shot through, and in the scattered blood and bones, the road ahead appeared.

Ning Chen nodded, his figure flashed, and there was a gap between the sky and the earth.

Before he could return to his senses, the red clothes that had already stood out and surrounded him disappeared in an instant, and it was too late to chase after him.

In the battle situation, the landlord Xiaoyue looked at the two most powerful men in front of the sky, and blocked the way with a gun.

After breaking through several obstacles, Ning Chen, who had already penetrated deep into the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, moved forward at a high speed. Suddenly, he stopped and looked around, his expression condensed.

But seeing the sky and the earth, there are dim lights everywhere, and a strong and unusual breath is revived, as if it does not belong to the human world, but comes from a distant hell.

"coming"

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, what should have come has finally come.

Every inheritance will have a background, which is not visible, and this is also the most powerful trump card of every inheritance.

"boom"

Thunder fell from the sky, and the sky and the earth, which had only been clear for thousands of miles, immediately became dim. It seemed that God felt this force that should not be left in the world and wanted to wipe it away.

In the rumbling vibration, the earth cracked open, four coffins appeared, and a cold aura spread out, turning into a barrier, blocking the thunder that fell from the sky.

The next moment, the coffin was opened, and four old men dressed in ancient costumes walked out. Looking at the young man in the middle, they made a move to kill for a word.

The four pinnacles of the real world, each of which is not inferior to the supreme powerhouses in the world such as Pavilion Master Butian and King Qi. Their breath is unparalleled, but with an unspeakable death, they step in with half a foot. The old monsters of hell should not stay in the world for a long time.

The four of them shot, Ning Chen grabbed his left hand, Zhu Xian manifested, the double swords rotated, Feng Yuan and Sha Qi rolled, the two instruments formed an array, and the Tai Chi figure rose into the air.

Four to one, at the moment of entering the formation, the red and grey brilliance distorted, the Taiji formation chart turned sharply, the unloading force was invisible, and the offensive of the four statues was neutralized.

With the help of the "God Transformation" four elephants, the phoenix returned to his ancestors, Ning Chen stepped on his footsteps, and the dust waves surging around him, his long black hair instantly changed blood, and it fluttered in the wind, so dazzling.