Po Shang flew out, Xie Tian accompanied him, and a bow and arrow fell into the hands of Su Yi's figure. The violent aura shook and opened. The wind and snow turned sharply, turning into a huge vortex, rotating wildly.

The bow was broken, and the sky and earth changed, and silver snowflakes floated over the entire imperial city, constantly gathering like a marquis' mansion.

The next moment, the arrow of Absolute Heaven came out and rushed towards the eastern world. A shocking arrow instantly illuminated the nine heavens. There was only the sharp edge of an arrow between the lines, unique and absolute.

In the distant sky, during the battle, the three of them suddenly felt a heavy pressure coming in their hearts. Looking back, the sky and the earth were filled with dazzling light.

The arrow that was almost at its peak broke through the limitations of space. In a thousand miles, the general of Bai Qi had no time to hide, but saw blood gushing like a waterfall, and an arrow penetrated the heart and passed through the body.

"Demon Sword, Reincarnation"

The demon waving the magic sword in his hand, the demonic energy was strong, and with a loud bang, blocking the flying arrow of the heaven. The magic sword faced the heaven and the ten directions of heaven collapsed.

Amid the terrifying confrontation, the demon retreated dozens of feet in succession, and the corners of his mouth dyed red. At the same time, the arrow of Absolute Heaven finally reached its limit of tolerance, and broke with a click and fell from the sky.

Wangyou quickly came back to his senses, waved his hand to touch the power of heaven and earth, and drew the broken arrow of amnesty. Then he swept his figure and rushed towards the direction of Daxia Imperial City.

The demon stabilized his body, suppressed the injuries in his body, moved his feet and chased after him.

"Demon Lord"

The Bai Qi general wanted to stop him, but he could do nothing more. He saw a waterfall of blood gushing out of his heart, completely dyeing the nine days red.

The falling figure slammed onto the earth and the first god general of the eternal night disappeared from now on.

The last name of Demon Lord, Demon Lord, still cannot allow the Demon to stay at all. The once kind emperor will never come back.

Over the Daxia Imperial City, Wangyou rushed over and saw the familiar figure in plain clothes in front of him. His tense mind finally slacked. His seriously injured body could no longer support him. He staggered and fell straight down.

The demon then arrived, and the magic sword activated and slashed the sky with one sword.

The sword light that came trembled with a bang, Ning Chen stepped forward to support Wangyou, held his right hand and the green bird flew over, and the same sword slashed out towards him.

The extreme two sword lights collided, and the nine heavens rumbled. In the imperial city, countless people raised their heads and shivered in shock when they looked at the terrifying light.

"Demon Sword, Burial Heaven"

The demon sword in the demon's hand moved again, and the sword intent was thousands of ways. The sword of Burial Sky roared out. In an instant, the space collapsed and a scene of destruction.

Ning Chen relaxed his hand, and the green bird swung rapidly. His sword pointed at him. The green bird flew out, the snowflakes stirred, and the frost was everywhere.

The swords clashed again, and the aftermath of violence exploded, everything collapsed, ghosts and gods were afraid, and the battle between swordsmen beyond cognition made countless warriors in the dynasty tremble.

The showdown between close friends again, and luck makes this battle full of sadness and bitterness from the beginning.

"Sword Snow Three Thousand Miles"

The flying snowflakes are pure and flawless. One sword is spreading to the world. The snow is drifting for three thousand miles. The extreme frozen air and the extreme sword intent are at the same time. The heaven and earth are vast and solemn and quiet.

The demon was not afraid. The sword turned, and the black light of the demon's edge was flourishing. A thousand-foot sword energy soared into the sky and then rushed down with a loud bang.

The magic sword opened the wind and snow, the two swords shook the world, and the aftermath retaliated. The two of them took half a step back, and the blood and energy in their bodies surged.

"Don't fight, retreat"

At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared above the sky, and the slender hand passed by, the moon was bright and beautiful, and he slapped it out with a palm, and then quickly retreated with Xia Ziyi.

Ning Chen waved his sword and shook his palms and did not chase him. He helped Wangyou, who was seriously injured, and fell down.

"Brother" Ning Xi stepped forward and said worriedly.

"Good life to take care of you" Ning Chen took Wangyou back to the house to settle it and instructed him.

The simple-yi left the mansion, hurting the heart and soul, and after licking it, he was deeply involved in his efforts.

In Weiyang Palace, Changsun was in better health. Qingning held Changsun in the back garden to relax. Aman was with him, not talking much, but his pretty little face kept smiling.

Changsun and Qingning both like Aman very much and talked about Ning Chen's first visit to the palace. Before he knew it, five years have passed, and time has passed so quickly. The young man who was once a treacherous man has now become the most indispensable support for Daxia.

Ning Chen came, looked at the three people in the back garden, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Empress, I'll take Aman back."

Since entering the Four Poles Realm, Aman has not returned home yet. It has been several years in a blink of an eye and he has to go back and take a look.

"Lily" Changsun whispered.

Qing Ning responded lightly, took out a jade bracelet, gently brought it to Aman's arm, and whispered, "Safe it."

Ning Chen saw the bracelet and said nothing. This was what Changsun had been staying on his body before. Now he gave it to Aman, and the meaning is very obvious.

The two left, and the cold wind blew. Changsun coughed a few times and said tiredly, "Go back."

"kindness"

Qingning nodded and walked out of the garden step by step with her relatives who had been with her for half her life.

...

After saying goodbye to Prince Yan, the two embarked on the southward journey. Compared to when they were sneaking out, Aman only had a sword around him. His light blue original intention was like that untainted heart, which had never changed at all.

Ning Chen spent most of his life in rushing, and he had few stops and only when he was with Aman could he be patient and slow down his pace.

The mountains and rivers of Daxia are majestic and beautiful, and are intoxicating. In the past, he promised to take Aman out to see the outside world, but he missed it repeatedly. Today, he fulfilled his original promise.

The sun is early and sunset, the moon is full, the tide goes away, the tide comes, the world is impermanent, but it is the most beautiful scenery. The beautiful people among the mountains and rivers are as beautiful, quiet and precious as a painting.

Half a month later, the two arrived in southern Xinjiang, not far from the Barbarian Dynasty.

Southern Xinjiang is the junction between the Daxia and the Barbarian Dynasty. It was once unmatched. After the contemporary barbarian king ascended the throne, it became much more stable. There were few wars between the two dynasties.

The last time the Barbarian King borrowed troops, helped Daxia a lot, and the relationship between the two dynasties improved a lot, and the merchants' interactions were more intense than before.

Contemporary barbarians are good at fighting, but not wary. At this time, it is undoubtedly the best gospel in Daxia.

"Did you miss home?" Ning Chen asked softly when he saw Aman's expression.

"Yes," Aman nodded and responded.

"It'll arrive soon," Ning Chen said softly.

The two of them quickly stepped out of the territory of Daxia and came to the barbarian dynasty.

In the Man Dynasty palace, in the main hall, the Barbarian King sat quietly, his majestic and domineering figure, his breath was surging, stronger than before.

The Barbarian King, who was once known as the two heroes with Prince Yan, has improved rapidly after surviving the innate restrictions. No one knows what level he has reached now.

"King, the princess is back." The palace guards quickly entered the hall and said respectfully.

The Barbarian King stood up, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. This girl knew she was back.

At the end of his eyes, two figures came. When the Barbarian King saw the person around his precious daughter, his face immediately became bad. This brat came too.

"See the Barbarian King"

Ning Chen entered the hall and respectfully gave a respectful respect for his juniors. However, as soon as the words fell, he felt a flash of tears in front of him, and a heavy fist wind was suppressed.

The power of the Barbarian King is known to everyone in the world. Ning Chen has seen it with his own eyes, so he naturally knows it better than anyone else.

But, can he hide? The answer is of course not.

Ning Chen flipped his palms, his breath condensed, and he greeted him with one palm to welcome the divine power of the Barbarian King.

With a loud bang, the two strong men collided, Ning Chen took a step back, and his qi and blood surged.

At this moment, Aman walked up to the side, broke the two of them apart, and said, "Don't fight."

The two separated, Ning Chen bowed respectfully and said, "Senior, I am not as good as I am. Thank you for your mercy."

"snort"

Hearing the compliment of the brat in front of him, the Barbarian King snorted coldly, but his face improved a lot, and he said, "Boy, I'm pretty familiar with each other."

"Come and hold a banquet to welcome the princess," the barbarian king ordered.

"yes"

A little eunuch stepped forward to receive the order and immediately left with joy on his face.

When the princess comes back, their lives will be better. In the past two years, the princess has not returned, and the king's temper is getting worse and worse. Although he will not kill his servants, it is inevitable to make a mistake.

The princes are not good-tempered people, but fortunately, the princess is back. In the Manchu Palace, the princess is the biggest, even the Manchu King and several princes must be honest and obedient.

Not long after, the news of the princess returning to the palace spread throughout the palace. Even the prince who left the palace to do business left the matter and rushed back.

"snort"

When Prince Man saw Ning Chen, his attitude was almost the same as that of King Man, and he just wrote three words on his face, which was not welcome.

Aman stepped forward, stroked the frown prince's frown and said softly, "Ugly"

Prince Man immediately smiled obediently, and the speed of his attitude changing made people feel stuttering.

The atmosphere at the banquet was very good. Of course, it might be better if Ning Chen was not in the way.

Fortunately, Ning Chen's face is not comparable to ordinary people. He is smiling and can't be shaken.

After the banquet, all the princes left, and Aman also returned to his princess's villa accompanied by his maid.

Ning Chen stayed, his smile stopped, and he returned to his calmness. The Barbarian King glanced at His Highness's simple figure and his expression calmed down.

Without disgust, without joy, and to put aside personal emotions, he is the Barbarian King, and he is the Marquis of Zhiming in the Daxia.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" said the Barbarian King.

"I want to take a look at the weapons that govern the country in your dynasty," Ning Chen said seriously.

The Barbarian King narrowed his eyes. This requirement is not low. The weapon to control the country is the foundation of one day, so how can it be easily brought to outsiders?

"The price" the barbarian king said lightly.

Ning Chen waved his hand, and the love knife flew out, and the black blade has now almost returned to its original appearance, with only a few black luck flowing.

"You have cut off the luck of other dynasties?" The Barbarian King shrank and said.

The weapon of luck is the most difficult tool to cast in the world. Without strong foundation and tens of hundred years of preparation, it is impossible to cast it. It is really unbelievable that this knife can condense luck.

Thoughts flew out and fell in front of the Barbarian King. Ning Chen expressed his sincerity and first sent the knife out.

The Barbarian King picked up the magic weapon in front of him, and his eyes flashed through his light. He knew very well that there were not many opportunities like this. In the world, there were only a handful of forces with lucky weapons, let alone willing to watch them.
Chapter completed!