Great Xia To the west, where the war has burned, there is devastation everywhere. Years of war have caused all the prosperity of the past to disappear.
In the wilderness, a young man in white clothes with a broken sword on his back walked forward silently, practicing in the world, and traveling around the world step by step.
The result of the war was shocking. Even the swordsman, who had always been calm and calm, was affected by this desolate scene and felt a little unbearable in his heart.
Changes in mood cannot be said to be good or bad. The road to the sword requires meditation. However, there is a man who knows his destiny and has never been able to calm down and understand the sword for a moment, but he has also reached today's height in continuous battles.
On the sword, there are thousands, Mu Bai, Prince Yan, each of them has reached a point where it is difficult for others to compare. If the young descendants want to follow the same path again, they are destined to be unable to surpass these two people in their lives.
At this moment, on the opposite side, a swordsman in purple and white clothes walked up silently. Behind him, Vast Sword had been sheathed for a long time. After entering the three disasters, he rarely appeared and was unusually low-key.
The former Four Extremes Realm number one swordsman, trapped by Four Extremes Realm Lord's kindness, deviated from his own path all his life and found it difficult to make any progress. Now, with his heart knotted and three disasters, he once again doesn't know where to go.
The two people passing by each other didn't say anything. With the broken sword, Vast Sword trembled slightly, being pulled by the breath on the sword and resonating with each other.
Neither of them looked back, they went their separate ways, moving forward silently to find their own paths.
Zhiming Marquisate, in the stone chamber, Ancient Suoluo Sword suppressed the demon, and the golden brilliance shone, constantly driving away Demonic Qi. However, Demonic Qi could not drive away the demon, and it was difficult to restore the possessed emperor.
Ning Chen stood in front of the stone chamber, silent and silent. From noon to sunset, he never said a word.
In the Hou Mansion, no one dared to come forward to disturb him. Even Ning Xi, who had always been heartless, became quiet at this time.
The road to knowing one's fate is rugged and difficult. In the past, there was a good friend who could walk side by side. Now, there is only one person left, and the walk becomes even more difficult.
The two people separated by the stone door looked at each other with eyes. One was as cold as an abyss, the other as calm as autumn water. However, under the abyss and autumn water, who could see the blood and tears in them.
In the Hou Mansion, a Ministry of Justice named Red-Clad Guards had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the sunset, a flash of anxiety flashed across his face.
"What's the matter?" In front of the stone chamber, Ning Chen looked away, glanced at the figure not far away, and said.
"Marquis, Commander, the battle situation has changed." Red-Clad Guards quickly stepped forward and put the battle report from Southeast Territory on the ground, with a look on his face.
Ning Chen took the battle report and after reading it, he frowned slightly. This Manyang Kingdom is really disgusting.
"Get up, I will go there in the next two days," Ning Chen said calmly.
"Thank you Marquis" Red-Clad Guards bowed respectfully, stood up and left.
Ning Chen looked at what was described in the letter and said coldly, the eight-headed monster comparable to the Three Calamities Realm is really strange.
However, it's not surprising. There are even ancient alien species such as Taotie, Nine-Headed Infant and Phoenix. Another eight-headed monster is not unacceptable.
"Ruoxi, I am going out for a trip and will be back within three days. During this period, if there are guests coming, I will treat them well." Ning Chen looked back, glanced at the woman who had been guarding beside him, and ordered.
"Yes"
Ruoxi nodded and agreed softly.
Ning Chen waved his hand, and a long mahogany box flew out of the room, took it on his back, and turned around to leave.
At the junction of Southeast Territory, Great Xia and Manyang Kingdom, the war has been going on for countless years. Manyang Kingdom is arrogant and arrogant, and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. If it were not for its remote location, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack, there would no longer be this annoying nation in the world.
Marquis Zhongyong, who is responsible for guarding this side, has led his troops to the west to support him. Zhongyong left and came knowing his orders. This time, Manyang Kingdom must know what it means to be in pain.
Donghua City Outside, the sound of the flute was bleak, and a huge monster came with a rumble. It had a snake body with eight heads. On one of the snake heads, a barefoot woman in red stood quietly, playing the flute in her hand, and controlling the basilisk to move forward.
Behind the monster, the dark Manyang Kingdom army was approaching rapidly, with more than 100,000 people in total. Their ambition was clearly evident at this moment.
Kong Yu stood on the city, his fists clenched and cracking. After a few months, the coldness on his face became less cold and more windy. He looked more like a general than the vicious master Ministry of Justice.
"Withdraw"
The most helpless choice was to retreat without a fight, with shame lingering in his heart. Only then did Kong Yu understand that the responsibility Marquis said was not only an honor, but also a responsibility that must be shouldered.
Great Xia The soldiers looked at the monster in front of them with shock and anger in their eyes. Although they were unwilling to do so, they could only obey the military order and abandon the city and retreat.
"Kong Yu, how about it, do you understand?"
Amidst the words, a Plain-clothed Figure appeared at the foot of the city, without looking back, he said calmly.
Seeing the person coming, Kong Yu was shocked at first, then came back to his senses and said with an unprecedented seriousness, "Thank you Marquis"
"Now, let me teach you one last thing."
Ning Chen Opened the long mahogany box, Qingque took it, looked at the army in front, and said coldly, "In this world, whoever has the biggest fist will always have the right to speak. Don't believe in any bullshit benevolence. If you are kind, you will be cruel to the people you protect behind you."
The green bird chirped, and a dazzling rainbow light flashed across the sky. A sword cut through the air, cutting through thousands of majestic Sword Intent.
The eight-headed giant snake looked up to the sky and roared, shaking the earth and the earth. On the head of a snake, a woman in red had murderous intent in her eyes, and the sound of the flute was melodious, disturbing people's minds.
Sword Intent passed by, and blood splattered all over the giant snake. However, for the monster that was as big as a hill, it could only hurt its muscles and move its bones.
The woman stepped down to avoid the approaching sword light, made seals with her delicate hands, and huge trees fell from the sky.
A strange technique, something I had never seen before. Ning Chen snorted coldly and swept his sword. The giant tree in front of him exploded and turned into debris that scattered all over the sky and flew down.
"If you have the courage to come, you don't have to go back."
Ningshuang's sword pierced directly into one of the giant snake's heads. The sword spun across the sky and blood spurted out, spreading all over the sky.
"Roar"
With a roar of pain, the giant snake's head exploded, and the remaining seven heads danced and swallowed the person in front of him, with a bloody mouth, which was extremely frightening.
Controlled by the sound of the flute, the eight-headed snake showed no fear. Each huge head breathed out like clouds of mist, and the fishy smell was unbearable.
Ning Chen His feet are stepping on the water, his figure is like an illusion, his sword is moving like a dragon, he is so fast that it is difficult to tell with the naked eye.
In the eyes of the Houtian Realm warriors, the invulnerable snake scales are as fragile as paper at this moment, the sword light cuts across, and blood falls like rain.
The woman in red was frightened, and the sound of the flute changed several times. However, it still could not change the final result. She could only watch the beast protecting the country under her being slaughtered naked.
With the loud bang bang bang, heads fell to the ground one by one, and the blood stained a hundred feet in radius. The Manyang Kingdom soldiers who were slightly closer were affected and fell into the dust with fear on their faces.
The sword sealed her throat and the flute broke. The woman in red didn't even have time to react. Only the unwillingness in her eyes could no longer be concealed.
In front of the hill-like snake corpse, Ning Chen glanced at the army that was retreating in fear, but ignored it. What happened here had nothing to do with the overall situation, and he needed to go back as soon as possible.
"I'll leave the rest to you."
The green bird returned to its sheath, Ning Chen picked up the long mahogany box and walked away.
"Congratulations Martial Marquis"
On the city, one by one Great Xia soldiers reacted from the shock and bowed respectfully.
"Open the city gate and chase"
Looking at the retreating Manyang Kingdom army, a coldness flashed in Kong Yu's eyes and he ordered.
"Yes"
The generals took the order, and the anger they had endured for several days suddenly broke out. They marched out of the city and chased the defeated army in front.
Great Xia Imperial City, a swordsman in purple and white clothes walked up unknowingly, looked at Zhiming Marquisate in front of him, hesitated, and walked up.
"I'm Xuantian, please see Marquis of Knowing Fate" Xuantian looked at the guard in front of him and said calmly.
Seeing the purple and white figure with a sword in front of him, the guard was slightly shocked. He said politely, "Wait a moment," and then walked quickly towards the mansion.
Marquis once said that if you see a person who clearly can't feel the aura of any warrior and still makes people feel fear subconsciously, then this person is most likely to be a strong person from the Three Disasters.
A few days ago, a Eternal Night Cult Master came. Today, a strange swordsman came. The three-disaster strongman, how could he be so worthless?
When the old housekeeper heard the report, he hurried to the backyard to inform him that Marquis was not here. Could this person here be looking for trouble again?
Ruoxi walked out of the backyard and generously invited Xuantian into the front hall to entertain him.
At this moment, outside the Hou Mansion, a red-clothed and red-haired figure came over. The former Four Poles Holy Son, now the Lord of the Holy Land, also came to the Divine Continent to check on the Blood Moon.
When the two met again, their appearance had changed. Whether they hated it or not, I couldn't tell. There was only regret in my heart, which was difficult to get rid of.
"Holy Son"
Xuantian saluted, still calling him Holy Son. In his heart, the master of the Holy Land will always be the Land Master.
Gratitude will not be erased by anything. Although the things the Land Master did were not what he wanted, he never regretted it.
"Xuan Tian, congratulations."
Luan Fengchen said, being able to step into the three disasters means that the former has broken through the shackles in his heart. Xuan Tian was originally Four Extremes Realm's most talented swordsman, but it is already many years too late for him to take this step now.
"Thank you Holy Son" Xuan Tian said calmly.
"What's going on here?" Luan Fengchen asked.
"By letting go of the past and giving an explanation to the realm master, I am also giving an explanation to myself," Xuantian responded.
Luan Fengchen nodded and said nothing more. Xuan Tian had made up his mind and he could not change it. He hoped that after this battle, the past could be completely settled.
The two of them waited for more than an hour, and just as the sun was setting, their eyes flashed at the same time, and they arrived.
Plain-clothed Figure appeared in front of the house, carrying a long mahogany box on his back, and the bloody smell from the killing had not yet dissipated.
"Marquis, we have guests," Ruoxi stepped forward to greet him and said gently.
"I know, thank you for your hard work," Ning Chen responded and said.
In the front hall, the two people walked out and looked at the young man walking in front of them with different thoughts.
"You're still here," Ning Chen glanced at Xuan Zhi and said calmly.
"Please" Xuan Zhi said seriously.
"Ruoxi, stay back," Ning Chen ordered.
"Yeah" Ruoxi nodded and stepped aside.
The green bird flew out, and Vast Sword was unsheathed. The moment they met, they trembled and sang.
The intersection between swords, at this moment, there is only a duel on the sword, the past ends, and finally returns to the original battle on the sword, the true energy is restrained, but still dangerous, no one shows mercy between the swords.