At the foot of the Banyue Mountain, Lu Fengchen, who had been chasing Ning Chen's whereabouts, finally found the person he was looking for. The blood blade shone brightly, and the attack was merciless.

The Four Pole Saint Son who retrieved his sword was even stronger, and his every move was far more oppressive than that day.

Ning Chen carried his heart on his back and greeted the enemy with a broken sword. Although he was worried, he still did not lose the edge of the sword.

The battle between geniuses rolled up hundreds of feet of snowflakes, covering their vision, making it impossible to see the battle.

In the wind and snow, the flowing light and the snow lights constantly collided, each showing its edge, and no one was willing to give in.

"The scroll of the earth, the earth turns thousands of times"

The scroll of the earth reappears, the earth tumbling up, and a large area of ​​land cracks and rises, closing inward, like a destruction of the world, shaking the world.

Seeing this, the blood blade was full of light and the ultimate move was also used. In the dazzling red light, thousands of thunders fell from the sky.

The two moves are in conflict, the earth is destroyed and the land is collapsed, and the light of the sword is intersected again, which is extremely fierce.

A hundred miles away, King of Fortune and others felt the violent wave of true energy in the distance, and their figures flashed by and swept away quickly.

In Lihuo Canyon, Li Yan's mind was turned and according to the plan, he should be sent to the people of the Holy Land.

With this girl, the holy land will be more energy-consuming to attract Ning Chen out, and the risk of their discovery here will be reduced a lot.

The giant hammer of ink gold hit the Qi. The voice of the soldiers of the fortune resounded throughout the canyon. This was the thirteenth day, not far from the last moment of success.

The original white is so dazzling that it shines with a powerful aura in the ink blue Lihuo. Before the instrument can be completed, there will be an unusual flow of oppression.

Li Youwei looked at the Zhuangbingtai and jumped unconsciously twice with her right eyebrow. She felt uneasy without foundation. After thinking about it carefully, she found that there was nothing wrong, so she didn't care.

In front of the Banyue Mountain, the battle continued. Ning Chen was still unconscious on his back. The medicine of Lihuo Royal Family was extraordinary and the warrior could not compete.

Luan Fengchen's face was cold and his red hair was floating, and the knife in his hand became more and more fierce, pressing step by step, and he was about to bring the person in front of him back to the Four Poles Holy Land.

Ning Chen was concerned about his general's safety and did not want to fight for a long time. He swept the former with one sword, and the frost was turbulent, and the love reappeared in the world when the snow was fast.

However, at this moment, a powerful palm came to illuminate the world in the distance.

Ning Chen shook his sword and blocked his move. With a bang, he stepped out a few steps away, and the qi and blood in his body churned violently.

The six figures descending from the sky, with a terrible power, covering the sky and the sun, which is extremely amazing.

The King of Disasters, Xuantian, Yuyangtian, Xingyun, Buyu, and the strongest people who have all practiced above the third tribulation of the innate, and even Xuantian, the King of Disasters are already the strongest people in the fifth tribulation and the third tribulation.

The King of Disaster glanced at the heart of the former, sneered, and said, "I am still thinking about what went wrong, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."

"Son of Holy Son"

The sun is the sky, the clouds are flowing, the rain is used to salute, and the Tao is respectful.

Luan Fengchen frowned slightly, looked at the four people in front of him and said, "How come you are here?"

"The Lord of the Realm has an order to help the King of Disaster and kill the spies in the Eastern Region Shenzhou." Xuan Tian stepped forward and replied.

Luan Fengchen snorted coldly, waved his hand to put away the blood blade of light, five on one, and there was another three disasters, and they really pulled this face.

"Goodbye if you have life"

Luan Fengchen glanced at Ning Chen surrounded by the five people, and turned around and left.

Yu Yangtian and others did not stop them. They all knew the character of the Holy Son, and even the realm master could not have any solutions here.

The sun sets in the west, the cold wind blows, the holy land surrounds and kills, and a new chapter starts.

Ning Chen's expression calmed down, and he tore off a long cloth along his clothes, tied his unconscious heart behind him. On the Qingmo Sword, silver light rose and frost quickly condensed.

Although he was not sure whether it was Li Youwei who betrayed him, it was absolutely impossible for the King of Chaos to appear here together with so many people in the Holy Land.

"kill"

The Yuyang Tianshen Ji was the first to be attacked. The humiliation of Black Stone Sea being deceived is vivid in my mind. Whenever I think of it, it will arouse anger.

Bang, with a loud bang, the sword and halberd clashed, and the earth cracked at Ning Chen's feet, and huge gullies continued to spread, reaching a hundred feet away.

The clouds and the rain are flying at the same time, and the two swords are united. The sword light is scattered to form a dense sword net that is impenetrable and comes together to force you to death.

Seeing this, Ning Chen swung Yu Yangtian with a sword, turned around and returned to the sword, and the snowflakes were stirring up, fighting against the two swords.

The three swords confronted each other, and the moment they looked at the eyes, dozens of moves had passed, and the dense sword net could not block the sharp sword force. With a sword, the two of them saw red at the same time.

The divine halberd flew over again, as if it was a mountain. Ning Chen took a step back and waved his sword to block the move, and another shocking explosion sounded.

"Click"

With a clear and crisp sound, the crack of the sword body extended half an inch. Ning Chen's eyes condensed, holding the left hand with a weak hand, starting with a beautiful sword, and drawing it out with a beautiful sword light, chasing the soul and seeking life.

Yu Yangtian felt cold in his heart, and his body retreated sharply, but he was still half a step late. With a sting, the armor on his chest was broken, and blood surged like a spring.

When the clouds move, the rain comes to the battle formation. The clouds and the sword of rain are delicate and long, and the winding is extremely complicated.

Yu Yangtian suppressed his injuries and stood up, his divine halberd was extremely powerful and domineering.

The three-person wheel battle, and the sword and halberd confronted each other. Ning Chen fought against three with one against three, with no fear on his face. The sword was swung, and the battle was as fierce as a god.

Qingmo and the beautiful sword were waving under the last afterglow of the sunset, and blood kept falling in the confrontation. Three battles and one was not at all.

"Quick snow time love, sword snow three thousand miles"

The sword of pleasure, snowflakes flying all over the sky on the ground, and although the frost air spreads, the three people's moves suddenly become stagnant, the bright swords and eyes are shining, and a waterfall is blooming again.

"Xuantian"

Seeing that the battle was unfavorable, the King of Disaster glanced at the man who had never seen any movement not far away and reminded him.

"Helpless" Xuan Tian sighed in his heart, waved his hand, and a simple sword appeared in front of him. The next moment, the Hao sword was unsheathed, and his body moved with it, instantly reaching the battle situation.

"Clam"

In the fierce battle, an extremely clear sword edge sounded, and Qingmo and Hao swords confronted each other, and the powerful sword intent collided violently and scattered.

With a swish, Ning Chen's left face was wiped by the remaining power of the sword energy, and as his black hair fell, a blood mark appeared.

The sky, the sky, the clouds, and the rain immediately strengthened the attack and siege, and would surely kill the people in front of us.

Xuantian participated in the battle, and the offensive increased several times instantly. Ning Chen responded, and the first branch appeared.

At this moment, I slowly opened my eyes, felt the familiar breath around me, and subconsciously shouted, "Master".

Ning Chen was slightly distracted, and the beautiful sword in his left hand broke with a sound. With a sting, blood stained the plain clothes.

The edge of the Hao Sword is extremely sharp, and the Yan Sword has been severely damaged in the previous space turbulence. At this moment, it is finally difficult to withstand the power of the war and break.

"Snow falls in July"

Ning Chen shouted in a deep voice, and the green ink blew up and snow. As he swung, countless sword intents slammed.

Yu Yangtian and others were shaken away for more than ten steps, the corners of their mouths were dyed red, Xuantian stepped back three steps, suppressing the shaking breath, and a strange color flashed between his eyebrows.

Are the swords of Shenzhou so powerful?

Although the young man in front of him has a very different level of cultivation in swords than the previous man in the blue-robed clothes, he is already unimaginable at this age.

What kind of divine land can cultivate such an outstanding swordsman?

For the first time, Xuantian had a little yearning for the Eastern Region Shenzhou. For those who love swordsmanship, the best thing is to meet a better opponent.

Ning Chen was on his back and restored his mind to his mind. He recalled what happened and saw the situation of killing in front of him, and immediately realized that it was the killing situation called by his master to save her.

"Master"

Looking at Master Subai's clothes, the dazzling blood stains, and tears flashed in his eyes. It was all her fault that she could easily trust others, which would bring such great trouble to Master.

"Hold tight, Master will take you out"

Ning Chen said softly, slashed out several swords, his figure flashed, and rushed towards the Half Moon Mountain in front of him.

"I want to leave, hum"

At this moment, the King of Disaster, who had been watching the battle situation, finally moved. Haoyuan gathered his palms and swept the momentum of heaven and earth with all his might. In an instant, everything was sad and gods and ghosts were frightened.

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

Feeling the terrifying aura behind him, Ning Chen stopped and returned to his sword, the mountain waved, and powerful sword intent rushed out of the earth and hit the flying palm force.

With a loud bang, the roll of the earth could not transform the power of the three disasters. Ning Chen's mouth dyed red, he took a few steps back, his figure turned into a stream of light, and he left again.

"Chase"

The King of Disaster shouted coldly, his figure passed by and quickly chased out.

Four figures galloped, and Ning Chen, who had not yet walked too far, was quickly stopped by the sword. The two swords collided, and a spark was splashing everywhere.

The light of the divine halberd was raised behind him. Ning Chen was worried about his safety, and he turned his hand and pointed his sword, and opened the light of the halberd with a loud bang.

He fought against the four fronts with one sword, and the sound of shouting at the battle was endless. Even though the people in the battle were extremely brave, they gradually showed fatigue under the violent consumption of true energy and blood.

The simple white clothes are now stained with blood. Some opponents and their own. In Ning Chen's hand, the Qingmo Sword has reached the limit of support and will collapse at any time.

Seeing that the Master was getting more and more wounds, the tears kept falling in his eyes. His heart was like a knife and said, "Master, let go, let me go first, come back to save me if you have the chance in the future."

"Don't say stupid things, Master will definitely lead you to a way out."

Ning Chen scolded tiredly, and walked away, crossed the side and avoided the light of the halberd in front of him, waved his sword with his right hand to block the edge of the Hao Sword. He saw Yun and the sword of Rain were about to exert force, but he felt that the blood and blood were stagnant, and his hands were suddenly three points slowing down.

The sword finger swung open the Rain Sword, but it could no longer block the Cloud Sword. A waterfall of blood bloomed, dyeing the eyes of the heart red.
To be continued...