Marquis of Grand Xia

The cruelty of war has increasingly manifested in these days. Every order of the decision-makers determines the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of people. If one step is wrong, one million lives will be buried.

The ruthlessness of listening to the moon is not only reflected in the treatment of the enemy, but also in the treatment of the soldiers under his own. As long as it is beneficial to the war situation, no matter who it is, no matter how many people, say no.

But no one can deny that it is because of this calm and terrible ruthlessness that Northern Mongolia is able to hit the road in the heart of Daxia Zhongyuan at the cost of less than a third of the casualties.

In the same way, the hands of several decision-makers in Daxia were bloodied and under tremendous pressure.

Every martial arts prince in Daxia is a stunning generation, but for thousands of years, there are very few who can break through the innate, the reason is actually very simple.

Da Xia Wuhou, who has too much criminal karma on his body, wants to break the innate barriers. The difficulty is thousands of times more difficult than the average person. Almost no one can do it.

Even the Great Xia Junshen was able to break this unbreakable barrier and step into the congenital realm by virtue of the heavy weapon that suppresses luck under the Great Xia Palace.

The remaining nine martial arts princes in Daxia all stopped at the peak of the ninth grade, or half a step innate, without exception.

On this day, a special person came above the city gate of Yangguan City, with a strong breath, not angry and pretentious. It was the only Wuhou who had rebelled against the country in the past 1,000 years, Beiwuhou.

"Xiao Wanhua met the military commander" Beiwuhou, which is now Xiaohou of Beimeng Wangting respectfully salute.

"Xiaohou don't need to pay much courtesy"

After finishing speaking, Fan Lingyue stepped forward and looked at the Daxia army coming from afar, the light flashed in his eyes. This battle will determine the future of Northern Mongolia and Daxia.

Ning Chen stood at the door of the Nether Mansion in the Nether Mansion, inexplicably uneasy. Now that the critical period of the war is over, he is powerless.

A little time passed, from early morning to noon, and from noon to evening, just a short day, now it seems so long.

After waiting for a long time, the night finally arrived, and Da Xia's 100,000 reinforcements arrived half a day earlier, before reaching Yangguan City.

Bloodcoat Hou and the 55,000 forbidden troops are also not far from Yangguan City. If nothing happens, they can arrive before dawn.

The army of Jingwu Gong is also marching quickly, as long as the blood-clothed soldiers and 100,000 reinforcements can hold for three days, they can come in time.

After repeated battles in Northern Mongolia, it is necessary to take a rest. Two days in Yangguan City will be the best time to rest.

Two days ago, the Northern Mongolian army captured Yangguan City, which was somewhat unexpected. However, the most powerful thing of the Northern Mongolian army is the rushing and shooting on the plains. After stopping the iron hoof, the power will also be greatly weakened.

Everyone knows that the Northern Mongolian Army will not stay in Yangguan City for too long, but no one knows when it will leave the city.

Anyone who listens to the moon's thoughts is unpredictable every time, making it difficult to guess.

"How did you find it?" Above the tower, Fan Lingyue asked coldly.

"Yunjun, according to the report of the dark line, Daxia Zhiminghou appeared outside the fog forest every time." A black figure with gold thread embroidered on the cuffs kneeled on the ground respectfully and replied.

"Very good, act according to plan" Fan Lingyue ordered.

"Yes" the black man took the lead and disappeared immediately.

As the night fell, the way from Wulin to Yueyang City, the ghost car hurried northward, anxiously rushing towards Xueyihou Daying.

In the mansion, Mu Chengxue was still fighting the Zhige sword, and did not follow along.

Neither of them expected what would happen tonight. Ning Chen didn't speak, and Mu Chengxue would naturally not ask to follow.

When the ghost chair walked out of the Wulin for seven hundred miles, a magnificent palm pressure was suddenly depressed, and the momentum fell like a mountain, and it came violently.

Among the ghost chairs, Ning Chen stepped out, backhanded, and greeted him.

With a loud bang, the mountains and rocks splash and flew, swaying the sky and dust.

"Today, under the Tianhua Mountain, bury the life of a fatal life"

In the voice, the figure coming, a stone-cyan suit, is majestic and magnificent.

"You are" Ning Chen's eyes flashed with shock, "Beiwuhou"

Unfamiliar face, but very familiar suit, this is the unique suit of Daxia Wuhou, do not fake.

After a moment of shock, Ning Chen felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and moved with his feet, rushing forward in spite of everything, and the war changed

"kill"

Xiao Wanhua ordered the wind, rain, thunder and electricity four guards of the Ninth Pinnacle Peak to walk out, and the sword's light glanced over, forcing them to come.

Ning Chen's heart was about the battle ahead, and his sword fingers were furious, and then he slammed and opened his eyes.

However, after the sword light, three sword qi followed, sealing the road ahead.

A cold in Ning Chen's eyes, the ink sword came out of the sheath, the sword light lingered, and the three sword qi that shattered his life.

The three guards of the wind and rain thunder deceive themselves, and the three swords cooperate to attack and defend each other. One sword is brisk, the other sword is long, the other sword is heavy, and the tacit understanding is perfect.

The remaining one used the sword to defy the sky, and his hands formed a strange mark. Suddenly, the sky was full of electricity and landed down.

The knife was used as a guide, and thunder and thunder fell, and Ning Chen, who was trapped by the three swords, chopped off.

The three guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning were not affected at all. Only Ning Chen in the thunder and thunder felt a powerful threat, and his expression changed.

"July Snow Floating"

The situation of Kuaixue is determined, the sky is snowy, a waterfall of sword light cuts through the sea of ​​thunder, the moment when the three swords are blocked, the plain white figure passes by, and it suddenly appears outside the battle situation, a sword is drawn out, Zhen Fei electric guard .

The three swords responded quickly, and the figure swept quickly. Once again, the sword was faster, softer, and heavier, and Ning Chen, who was forced to do so, had to concentrate on it.

Mo Jian's strong pressure on the three swords is based on the foundation and moves, but it will be difficult to get away in a while.

"Jian Liuying, what are you waiting for?" During the night, Gu Jian walked out and said lightly.

"When will I shoot, I still can't allow you to point," Jian Liuying appeared, coldly.

Si Gujian didn't say much anymore. He started with two swords, swept the figure, and joined the battle.

Another strong man entered the war, Ning Chendun felt a lot of pressure, and his whole body was blue light, Sheng Qing gave a palm and came out of the world.

"Waves are shocking"

Thunderous waves of the world, raging and raging, three guards and three swords joined forces to block Tianwei, and on the other side, the four Gujian and two swords joined together.

At this moment, Daoguang ignited the electric light, and the electric guard seized the opportunity, slashed it, and thousands of birds hissed.

Ning Chen stepped back, the dark yellow light on the sword rose, and between the swords, the earth turned, and a bad boulder flew up, blocked by Lei Haidian Ming.

After the shock, Ning Chen took another step back, but his expression was still not afraid. The light on the ink sword changed, and Frost Ning's body flew out.

The five-person wheel battle, the killing at the pinnacle of the ninth grade, is rare in the world, let this battle reach its peak.

The voice of fighting is endless, ears, sweat and blood are flying, the figure of bravery, a sword in hand, not moving like a mountain.

Si Mingjian couldn't hide the shock in his heart. Only when he faced it personally could he feel the strength of his opponent. Who would have thought that once was the young man Lang who had escaped his life in embarrassment, and has become such a terrible strong today.

In the old days, he was also questioned by the military divisions, and only then did he know how stupid he was.

Their respective thoughts flow under the sword light, whether they regret or not, today's battle will end all the grudges of the past.

"Two Swords Reflecting Moon, Thousand Miles of Blood"

Gu Guji started with his hands, and the two swords swept between them, and the blood moon rose behind him.

Three Sword Hearts grasped the magical skills, and at the same time made moves, with the power of the electric guard's sword and thunder, they fell down.

"World Wave"

Ning Chen palmed the sword in parallel with both hands. After the sword was cut off, the palm was turned again, and the powerful palm burst out.

"Sword Takes Pictures"

At this moment, Jian Liuying, who had been waiting for the opportunity not far away, was cold-eyed, and a sword crossed the void and spurred toward the plain clothes.

Ning Chen felt the strong crisis behind him, and the roll of earth was transported again. The boulder flew up and stood behind him.

However, under the cold front, the boulder was as fragile as tofu, and the sword light penetrated the barrier, and it was almost instant.

"Uh"

Leng Feng entered the body and brought out a waterfall of blood flowers. Ning Chen endured a severe pain in his chest.

Can't stop for a moment, the six men's formidable battle came again in an instant without leaving any chance.

After Jianliuying joined the battle, Ning Chen fell into the downwind for the first time with one enemy and six, and the real Qi was quickly consumed in the body. Even if the root of the birth of the world is unparalleled in the world, it is also in this continuous sword and sword. clumsy.

Outside the battlefield, Xiao Wanhua stood still, a pair of cold eyes quietly watching the battle, and the Jingye in front of him was waiting to be released at any time to end the battle.

At the same time, outside Yangguan City, a group of men and women dressed in the clothes of the Daxia soldiers appeared, wearing a blood-stained banner, and quickly rushed to ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the general of 100,000 Da Xia reinforcements. After arriving at the spy report, I was a little surprised. Didn't the soldiers and horses in the **** clothes take a few hours to arrive?

In Shihua's thinking room, the gates of Yangguan City opened wide, and North Mongolia was the first to bear the brunt of it.

"Prepare the battle to meet the enemy" Shi Hua made a decisive decision, no longer thinking, ordered immediately.

Hundreds of thousands of troops are waiting in line, Changge Camp, Shield Armor Battalion, Bow and Arrow Battalion are arranged in order, ready to meet the enemy.

After the order was given, Shi Hua was still a little uneasy, and sent spies to continue to check the reality of the people coming from behind.

The night's confusion concealed too much truth. The sudden speed of the soldiers and horses that appeared suddenly was astonishing. Before the news of the spies came back again, they were behind the Daxia reinforcements.

"kill"

The nine thousand dead soldiers who descended from the magic soldiers quickly entered the Daxia camp, and the Daxia soldiers who could have the reaction in the future, suffered heavy casualties for a time.

The same clothes and the same weapon are indiscernible and indisputable. Only when the knife is crossed, do people know that the people in front of them are not brothers who have always lived and died together.

No one knows where these people come from. The 20,000 Tieqi on the other side of the North River has just crossed the river. Yangguan City has been quiet for the past two days, and no suspicious people have come out.

Almost all people have forgotten that Daxia once had a betrayed marquis, once a very servant, and worked hard to secretly train nine thousand dead, just for today.

Under the Tianhua Mountain, in front of Yangguan City, in two battlefields, Daxia and Ningchen were all in an irreversible crisis. Tips: computer access into the mobile phone login