The snow sword draws the edge, the cold air gathers, and adds three inches of cold edge.

The Decision on the Sword, there is no victory or defeat at this moment, only life and death. The golden sword light is flexible and changeable, and it is faster. However, the Snow Sword is not for comparing the sword, but only for life and death.

The three-foot and three-inch sword tip first enters the body, breaks the veins and breaks the bones, and is extremely harsh.

The golden sword light arrived at the same time. Ning Chen used the sword as the axis and made a sharp turn with the force. In an instant, frost was surging, and the distance was three feet, just like the difference between heaven and earth.

The disadvantage of short strikers is undoubtedly obvious.

Blood ice flew out mixed with broken bones. At the most critical moment, Yuwen Xiao turned around and cut off the snow sword with one sword. He then flashed rapidly and retreated before the death gate.

“Is it so easy?”

Ning Chen waved his hand, and the snow sword that broke into the former body exploded and blood spurted.

In the bloody rain, a huge gap appeared before Yuwen Xiao's left chest, with white bones lurking, and even the beating of his heart was vaguely visible.

"Well"

A long hum of pain sounded, and the black battle suit was bleeding like rain, which was extremely desolate.

Ning Chen moved his body and stepped forward again. The Qingmo Sword flowed and the flying geese, and several swords and swords fought for their lives.

Yuwen Xiao was in a panic to block the move, but his body was seriously injured and his moves were restrained. He was at a disadvantage for the first time since the war.

Ning Chen never used the second double sword. He responded to the sharpness of the letter with a long tip. The sword tips touched each other and left as soon as they touched it, without any delay.

The sound of swords and swords clinking in the ground was endless under the night sky, and the fire was splashing everywhere, and the residual rhyme was shaking.

One move determines the outcome. After Yuwen Xiao lost one move, his situation was already very abnormal. Facing the continuous sword light of the Qingmo Long Sword, he had no choice but to turn the offensive into the defensive.

At this moment, a black stream of light flew out from Yuwen Xiao's sleeves, turned into a life-seeking light and rushed directly to the person in front of him.

Ning Chen's whole body became cold, and subconsciously turned sideways. The flowing sword light passed by his left shoulder and right arm, bringing out two waterfalls of black and red blood flowers.

The extremely poisonous dark feather is extremely terrifying. Although it only passed by, the poison still spreads rapidly.

"Your man is dead"

Ning Chen was angry, his left shoulder quickly frozen. The next moment, his body was covered with dark yellow light, dyeing the entire sky into a thick earthly color.

"The land is swept, the earth is destroyed and the mountains are destroyed"

The earth shook violently, and in a flash, thousands of yellow sword lights flew out from the ground and rushed straight into the sky. The sword rain that flew backwards was like a torrent that went up against the sky, shaking the earth.

Yuwen Xiao looked shocked, endured the injury, moved his feet, and avoided it again and again. However, the backward sword rain was left without trace and had no rules. The moment he shone his eyes, blood was stained with loess.

Ning Chen's body moved instantly, and the green ink was dyed with frost. He had no fault in one sword, and his soul was killed.

The sword passed by the blue frost, and the blood was bright and the sky was gushing, gushing with a tall blood, dyeing the night sky red, desolate and dazzling.

Unwillingness and regret, it was too late at this moment. Yuwen Xiao, who fell into dust, left with hatred and resentment.

Ning Chen waved his hand, and the earth rumbled and buryed the figures on the surrounding ground and the traces of the war under the loess, and buried the dead.

Around the green jade wood, the temporary restrictions were set up without the maintenance of the owner, shattered and dissipated between the world.

Ning Chen walked forward, flipped his palms to activate the scroll of life, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stirred up. Two green jade trees slowly rose, and then turned into a blue light and penetrated into the former sleeve.

The purpose was achieved, Ning Chen would not stay for a long time, and his figure flashed and quickly left.

As the sky was getting dark, a simple white figure appeared in the Earth Craftsman's Mansion. When the little boy who got up early to practice swordsman saw Ning Chen in a mess, he looked shocked and hurried forward to support him.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?" the little boy asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I fought with someone and was injured. I'll be cured in a while." Ning Chen patted the little guy's head and said tiredly.

"I will help you go back to your room to rest," said the little boy.

"kindness"

Ning Chen did not refuse, and Xiaoyu helped him walk towards the backyard.

The little boy sent Ning Chen back to the room, dared not disturb him anymore, and carefully retreated.

"Don't worry, his life is stronger than anyone else's." The land craftsman walked by and said lightly.

The little boy nodded, and the worries in his eyes were still clearly visible. Brother Ning was so powerful, who could hurt him to this extent?

In the room, Ning Chen circulated his body and the silver light rose, driving the spiritual energy around him to continuously wash away the poison on his body.

The tarsal bones continue to erode the left shoulder, and the black foam surging and rolling deep into the flesh and blood. Every time a little clearance is removed, it will cause terrifying pain that penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Well"

With a long sigh of pain, the air waves fluctuated in the room, and the black poison dripped onto the floor with the clothes, corroding continuously. Soon, the body was already in a mess.

The little boy was frightened when he heard it outside the door, and even the craftsman frowned unconsciously. It seemed that this boy was really hurt.

"The Princess is here"

At this moment, a loud notification came from outside the front hall. The little boy's face changed suddenly and he looked at the master beside him at a loss.

Brother Ning said that we should first hide his identity from the princess.

"What a panic, go to the front hall with me?"

The land craftsman scolded and then turned around and walked towards the front hall.

The little boy quickly followed, and looked at the room with concern before leaving, his eyes full of worries.

In the front hall, Li Youwei, wearing a gorgeous dress, was waiting quietly, and a faint smile was always hanging on her charming face.

The little boy was still responsible for serving tea and pouring water. In the Landcraft Mansion, there were very few people. Except for three or five guards and guards given by the royal family, Xiaoyu had to do everything else.

"Little guy, where is your eldest brother Ning?" Li Youwei smiled at Xiaoyu and asked.

“Changing clothes”

The little boy was wise in a hurry and replied.

The land craftsman never likes these things, and continues to clean up his own piles of iron lumps, deaf ears to the things in the hall, and how to deal with them.

The little boy was very diligent, afraid that Li Youwei's cup would be empty.

After drinking three cups of tea, Li Youwei began to be a little suspicious. She looked at the little boy and said with a smile, "Little Yu, tell my sister the truth, where did you brother Ning go?"

The little boy was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He put down the teapot and said, "Your Highness, Princess, don't be anxious first, I'll urge you."

After saying that, the little boy turned around and trotted towards the backyard.

Li Youwei drank the tea in the cup, and a thoughtful light flashed in her eyes. No matter how she looked, she was a little wrong. This little guy was not a lie, and his flaws were too big.

Ning Chen is either not in the mansion or something happens.

In the backyard, the little boy was walking around in front of Ning Chen's door, but he didn't dare to knock on the door to disturb him.

After a while, Li Youwei walked slowly, looked at the little guy who was turning around in front of the door, and looked directly at the room behind the latter.

The spiritual consciousness swept over and was about to see what was going on. At this moment, the door creaked open, and the young figure walked out with a gentle smile on his face.

"Sorry, let Your Highness wait anxiously"

"Not in the way"

Li Youwei narrowed her eyes and looked at the former, and there was something wrong.

Ning Chen stepped forward and pinched Xiaoyu's face. The little guy was very clever and delayed him a lot of time.

The little boy grinned and then secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, scaring him to death.

Li Youwei observed carefully and after a long time, she finally saw something wrong. Her temperament, Ning Chen now gives people a feeling of illusory distantness, which is too unreal.

Perhaps Ning Chen was careless. After two major battles, he tried his best to fight the poison. His breath could not be completely concealed for a while, so he felt like he was not used to the usual day.

"Xiaoyu, it seems that your brother Ning's clothes are almost torn. After a while, they are still a torn piece." Li Youwei looked at Ning Chen's broken clothes, chuckled, and said with a word.

The little boy's face turned red and he lowered his head slightly embarrassedly.

Ning Chen looked at the damaged parts on his clothes, and felt helpless. The blood was still dirty. He could use his true energy to shake it open, but there was no way for him to get the damaged parts.

"Xiaoyu, go get the needle and thread. I'll make up your clothes for Brother Ning," Li Youwei said.

"Yeah" A look of surprise flashed across the little boy's face, but he still responded obediently and ran quickly towards the room not far away.

Ning Chen didn't expect Li Youwei to see the abnormality in her room. She stretched out her hand and said politely, "Your Highness Princess, let's go to the front hall."

"Yeah" Li Youwei nodded and turned around and walked towards the front hall.

In the front hall, the two of them walked over and sat on both sides of the tea table. The little boy ran back and handed the needle and thread to Li Youwei.

"Young Master, take off your coat," Li Youwei said softly.

Ning Chen hesitated for a moment, took off the outermost clothes and handed them over.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Princess" Ning Chen thanked him very seriously.

"A handful"

Li Youwei smiled, took the clothes, and replied, "No matter what, this person is the target she wants to win over. Moreover, just now, she felt again that she might really underestimate this young man."

The sword energy on the several sword marks on the clothes had been driven away, but Li Youwei could still see that these were cracks cut by the sword. When I saw the same crack on the former's close-fitting clothes, I understood a little in my heart.

Ning Chen didn't say it, and Li Youwei didn't ask too much. If you ask too much about these things, it will only increase estrangement and lies, and there is no need.
To be continued...