The seven innate teams up, and their power is earth-shaking. A black ocean traps the sky and locks the earth, and obscures the stars, which is extremely terrifying.

Prince Yan's hands had two green and red swords, one was frost and the other was hot and romantic. He fought with the seven people without any disadvantage.

In the Yuhua Valley, the world is tumbling, and the collapsed earth continues to spread. This is the most terrifying battle in the world. Eight innate masters take action together, and it is unimaginable wherever they put it.

Among the living fossils of the coffin with half a foot, there were many old monsters who had the fifth tribulation. These were peerless powerful men who were about to overcome the three disasters, and they were so powerful that they were difficult to measure.

Prince Yan was not anxious or impatient. His two swords danced, stabbed, slashed, swung, and slashed every move, but it was precise and terrifying, causing the seven-man offensive to fall into the quagmire.

The seven men became more and more frightened. No matter how fierce the offensive was, they could not cross the line with the sharp edge of the Qinghong swords.

They could all feel that the stranger in front of them had not entered the Three Disaster Realm, but the combat power they showed was really terrifying.

The attributes of the two swords are completely opposite, with a quick change, and the seven people cope with difficulties, and the changes in their mood finally begin to show a trace of flaws.

"The green and red breath together, and there is no recklessness"

The speed of wielding the two swords in Prince Yan's hand accelerated, and green and red swords flew out, breaking into the gap between the seven people joining forces.

In an instant, Prince Yan's figure flashed rapidly. With a sword, Qingyi disappeared. When it appeared again, the sword light was like lightning.

Bang bang bang bang, seven times of swords, seven waterfalls of blood, and the figure flying backwards fell on the ground, vomiting vermilion and being seriously injured.

Prince Yan took back his sword, took a step forward, and walked towards the valley step by step.

The powerful and unshakable power made the seven people unable to stand up again, not only a physical injury, but also a shock to the heart.

"Stranger, are you going to arouse the anger of Yuhua Valley?" A cold voice broke out again deep inside the valley, threatening.

"Is it very serious?" Prince Yan's expression remained unchanged and he said lightly.

As the words came, the sand sword flew out and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the depths of the Yuhua Valley. The next moment, the sand sword fell straight down, and a huge explosion occurred, the world overturned, and the wild sand filled the sky.

"You!" The existence deep in the Yuhua Valley was shocked and immediately furious. A terrifying aura rose and was about to be forced to emerge.

"Don't be impulsive"

At this moment, deep in the Yuhua Valley, another sound rang out, opening his mouth to block.

"There is no need to be taken away by someone for a drop of phoenix blood, give it to him."

"Phoenix blood is precious, how can it be easily given to others?" said the previous voice unwillingly.

"The overall situation is the most important thing, don't worry about temporary mistakes," the later people advised.

"snort!"

With a cold snorted unwillingness, a drop of red phoenix blood flew out from the depths of the Yuhua Valley and landed in front of Prince Yan.

"Take it, I will personally recover this account in the future!"

"Welcome anytime!"

Prince Yan put away the phoenix blood and said calmly.

The purpose was achieved, and Prince Yan was unwilling to stay for a long time. He turned around and walked out of the valley. When he passed by the seriously injured seven people, his pace did not stop at all, and he didn't even look at it.

The traitor who is willing to fall into depravity in order to live is too sad.

Looking at the amazing and stunning strong man in the world in front of him, a trace of shame flashed deep in the eyes of the seven people. Once upon a time, they were also strong men respected by people in the world, a pity.

There is no medicine for regret in the world, and they have no way back.

Prince Yan left with phoenix blood. Not long after he left, the sky rolled, and an extremely vast righteous spirit appeared, condensed into an old figure, blocking in front of him.

Prince Yan's expression changed for the first time and he asked, "Who are you?"

"Ji Tai knows it" replied the Master.

A light flashed in Prince Yan's eyes, and the Master was still alive.

"The power of phoenix blood is too domineering, and mortals cannot use it directly. Only the righteous spirit of the Confucian school can be neutralized. You bring Ning Chen to the academy." After saying that, the Master's body gradually dissipated and disappeared.

Prince Yan stopped and thought for a moment, then his figure flashed, and a stream of light passed away.

Three hundred miles east of the Daxia Imperial City, flags flying, horse hooves rumbled, and the Daxia cavalry kept running, arraying, training new tactics that had never appeared in the army.

No one of the soldiers in Daxia knew why they had to train these strange tactics, and they didn’t know why they had to practice again at night after practicing during the day.

"How is it?" In the distance, Xia Ziyi glanced at the people around her and asked.

Ning Chen looked at it solemnly, thinking about every detail, and for a long time, he replied, "If possible, continue to reduce the load on the horse. Our horses are not as good as those of Beimeng. The horses used for the ten thousand heavy riders are the elite among the elites. We cannot be careless, we must ensure that everything is foolproof."

"Okay," Xia Ziyi nodded and responded.

Ning Chen's eyes were condensed. Now it seems that there is no problem with training, but the effect in real battle depends on whether the command of several generals on the battlefield is tacit.

Another important point is to find a way to separate the 100,000 cavalry of Northern Mongolia from these 10,000 cavalry.

The Daxia cavalry here is impossible to deal with the Iron Cavalry of Northern Meng. A torrent of 100,000 Iron Cavalry will be swallowed up in an instant.

However, it is not easy to separate the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry and the Heavy Cavalry under Fan Lingyue's eyes.

"Two days ago, the Barbarian King wrote a letter saying that he could borrow 100,000 troops to help Daxia overcome the difficulties," Xia Ziyi said suddenly.

Ning Chen was stunned and did not react for a moment.

What was the intention of the Barbarian King's move? He didn't believe that the Barbarian Dynasty would be so kind. Although the Barbarian King saved him and Qingning in southern Xinjiang that day, this was because of Aman's feelings. The Barbarian King's personal behavior had nothing to do with the Barbarian Dynasty and Daxia.

No matter when, personal emotions and state affairs cannot be confused.

"What conditions?" Ning Chen asked.

"The entire southern Xinjiang" Xia Ziyi replied.

"..." Ning Chen was speechless. The Barbarian King really dared to speak loudly.

"What did Your Majesty say?" Ning Chen asked.

"Your Majesty has not made a decision yet and is hesitating. Let me ask you for your opinion," Xia Ziyi replied.

Ning Chen sighed softly and said, "In fact, there is no need to hesitate. The territory of Daxia is protected by generations of people with blood. Not to mention the entire southern border, even an inch of land cannot be given up."

The precedent for ceding land must not be opened. The bloody lessons of Chinese history are vivid in my mind. That dark century has caused China, which has a civilization of five thousand years, to lose all its dignity, and is still paying off its debts for the shame that year.

Xia Ziyi was silent for a moment and said, "Your Majesty will hesitate, but in fact, it is understandable that the current situation in Daxia is indeed not optimistic. The successive defeats have greatly affected morale. Moreover, the troops in Daxia are too restricted, especially the Eternal Night God Sect. There are suddenly 20,000 more cavalry. The Black Water Army and reinforcements from each city are very difficult to resist. We must continue to mobilize troops. In this way, there will be even fewer soldiers who can be transferred to the north."

Hearing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "It is not necessary to borrow soldiers. You can ask Your Majesty to send a powerful envoy to discuss to show the sincerity of Daxia. If possible, Prince Hua will be the best candidate. Since the Barbarian King is willing to propose borrowing soldiers, it means that he has the intention to negotiate. Any transaction is asking for a price to bargain. In addition to cede land, the other conditions can be negotiated. The Man Dynasty has sparse population and poor materials. What needs most is not land, but food, spices and medicinal materials. Coincidentally, Daxia has a lot of things. Moreover, let Prince Hua go over, the purpose is to remind the Barbarian King that Daxia does not necessarily borrow soldiers from the Barbarian Kingdom. Zhenji Kingdom is also OK, but this cannot be said, just let the Barbarian King guess it himself."

Speaking of this, Ning Chen paused for a moment, thought for a while, and continued, "There is also the Zhenji Kingdom, and sent someone to inform the Princess with a witty word, and cooperated with spreading some rumors from the Zhenji Kingdom Palace. It does not need to be too obvious. This kind of thing is the more obscure, the better. If it is too obvious, it will cause suspicion."

"In addition, when the negotiations between the Barbarian King and Prince Hua, they will definitely delay time deliberately, which makes Daxia anxious. Therefore, Prince Hua can bring an imperial edict to go there and set the negotiation deadline first. If there is a Zhenji Kingdom waiting, the Barbarian King will not dare to be too aggressive."

Listening to Ning Chen's words, Xia Ziyi couldn't help but feel sincerely in her heart. If she hadn't known that Ning Chen was really only seventeen years old, he would have really suspected that the person around him was an old fox who had lived for decades.

"I will tell Your Majesty these words, but I don't know if there is any problem with the Fourth Emperor Uncle. After all, the father has been trapped by him for twenty years," Xia Ziyi sighed softly.

Ning Chen didn't say anything, but he believed that Prince Hua would agree.

The current situation is that it is too early to think of the reinforcements of the Manchu Dynasty, and the results of the negotiations between the two dynasties are unknown. Moreover, even if the Barbarian King sends troops, 100,000 barbarian soldiers will be two months later from the Barbarian Dynasty to the north of Daxia. The so-called far-reaching water cannot relieve near-thirst, and there will be too many changes in two months.

In the underworld, Prince Yan walked in, his spiritual consciousness dispersed, but he did not feel Ning Chen's breath, and he couldn't help frowning.

The entire underworld was empty everywhere, and no one was seen.

Prince Yan continued to walk forward. After feeling the restriction deep in the underworld, he moved his feet and disappeared from the spot.

This is the place where the ghost girl is in seclusion, and all within ten miles of radius are closed. Prince Yan walked forward, reached out to touch the ban, hesitated for a moment, and waved his hand to break it open.

There were too many mechanisms and restrictions in a ten-mile radius, but unfortunately, in front of Prince Yan, it was like paper-paste, vulnerable.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the restrictions outside the stone room where the ghost girl was in seclusion were broken. Prince Yan pushed open the stone door and looked at the only figure inside, frowning tighter.

At this moment, the ghost girl was at a critical moment of cultivation. Her aura was turbulent, the power of ghost wilderness, the scroll of earth, the scroll of sky, and the power of life given by Ning Chen, were sublimated and constantly trying to impact the innate barriers.

Prince Yan looked cold. After feeling the familiar breath of the scroll of life, a cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The scroll of life, how could she have the power of the scroll of life!

In the sword frame, the two green and red swords felt the murderous intent in Prince Yan's heart and trembled violently.

The sword had a sword breath, and at this moment, there were signs of flying out on its own.
Chapter completed!