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Extra Story (1) Broken Sword

In 987, the four kings of Daxia were all together, and the civil and military crowns were crowned, and Daxia entered the most glorious generation.

The eldest prince Xia Rui, the third prince Xia Yan, the fourth prince Xia Hua, the fifth prince Xia Jie, and the four amazing princes of Daxia fought south and north, shocking all sides.

The four princes were resting the same way, and while the contemporary Emperor Xia was relieved, he couldn't help but feel worried.

In one era, it is a blessing to have such a prince, and two are protected by God. However, if four of them were born at the same time in Daxia, it is a disaster.

Because there is only one throne, there have been too many cases of princes fighting for the throne and brothers fighting each other in history.

"Horse of Xuanqing He."

In the imperial study, Emperor Xia spoke with a serious expression.

A decision must be made.

The Changsun family has been loyal and kind for generations. The Changsun family's daughter is impeccable in terms of talent and appearance, and is the best candidate for the future queen.

In the southeast of the imperial city, Xia Yan, dressed in green, returned from quelling the rebellion. The army was stationed outside the city, but did not enter the city.

Xia Yan rode his horse toward the imperial city. Suddenly, his body shook and his eyes looked west.

But in the setting sun, a man in white walked, holding a beautiful little girl who was only six or seven years old.

While Xia Yan looked at the man in white, the man in white also looked at Xia Yan. The two of them met and were shocked.

"Well!"

Xia Yan pulled her horse, and the war horse neighed and stopped.

"Cheng Xue, stand behind uncle."

Mu Bai pulled the little girl beside him behind him, looked at the three kings of Daxia ahead, and his expression calmed down.

The Legend of Daxia Sword.

"Sword God of the Wilderness City."

Xia Yan also recognized the former's identity, jumped and flew from the horse's back to ten feet away.

A strong enemy is in front of you, Mu Bai waves his hand, the sword sounds clear and the famous sword appears.

In the dazzling green light, a mahogany box more than three feet long appeared. The mahogany box was famous in the world.

The mahogany box opened, and the famous Dayin Qingque Sword reappeared in the world.

The blue sword edge is dazzling, and the sharpness on the sword is chilling.

A hundred steps away, Xia Yan held his right hand in a low position, and on the horse's back, a long sword was unsheathed, turning into a stream of light and scattered into his hands.

Without saying a word, the words were redundant. In the eyes, the two figures moved together, like two dazzling meteors passing by.

boom!

The Legend of Daxia Sword, the Sword God of the Wilderness City, fought for the first time. The sword energy of the two of them was scattered and destroyed.

The sound of battle started, the sword intent was like frost. With the two of them as the center, the entire wasteland was constantly suffering disasters, and sword marks appeared one by one, covering a hundred feet.

"One sword, thousands of disasters!"

When the battle reached the white heat, the Nine Styles of Zhengtian appeared in the world. A huge vortex of sword energy around Mubai appeared. Immediately, a dazzling sword light rushed straight into the sky, and the wind and clouds changed.

With the ultimate move in front, Xia Yan's expression was condensed at the same time, and pointed to the sword, and his sword intent was raised to the limit.

"Sword sound, Feihong!"

The sword body is rhythmic, the sound of the sword spreads, alarming the wind and clouds and disrupting everything.

The sword reached its limit. On the wasteland, two sword lights passed by, and the two swords were about to confront each other. Suddenly, a harsh sound of sword cracking sounded, interrupting the battle situation.

But when Xia Yan saw that the sword in her hand could not bear the shocking battle, the cracks collapsed.

Mu Bai's expression condensed, and the sword in his hand immediately changed direction.

Similarly, Xia Yan's sword moves turned, and the two moves passed by.

With a roar, the dazzling sword light passed by the two of them, directly splitting the wasteland and cracking the ground thousands of feet.

"What a pity."

Mu Bai sighed lightly, waved his hand to put away the sword, and led the little girl behind him to step away.
Chapter completed!
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