The sun is setting.

Red as blood.

Facing the beams of light in the sky, the rusty armor that slowly flickered seemed to have obscurantist dust, rising and falling.

Qin Moxie's rough five fingers wrapped in bandages were aimlessly tapping the hilt of the knife.

No sound came out.

Heaven and earth are unusually quiet.

It's so quiet that the space seems to be completely frozen at some point.

In fact, Murong Xuan, who was already seriously injured, finally couldn't help but remind, "He is not an ordinary master, you should be careful." ”

Ning Chen didn't make a sound, but just touched the five fingers of the hilt, exuding a mysterious aura in wisps.

It's a year and a year.

He was already an otherworldly sub-saint.

In the whole world, there are only a handful of opponents who can enter the eyes of the Thaning River Diagram.

Qin Moxie, count one.

"Ning Jian has cultivated a junior like you, and I have no regrets in this life."

Qin Moxie suddenly raised his head, and his pupils, which should have been vicissitudes, shot out two elite rays of light, dazzling, cold and terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, there was an inexplicable gust of wind and sand at the scene.

Many people instinctively reached out to block their eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Right here and now.

The moment the ancient war knife came out of its sheath and rushed into the void in a semi-circular arc, Qin Moxie, who was covered in armor, began to take heavy steps and struck at Ning Chen.

The sky was swept by wind and sand.

The seemingly heavy body brings up the afterimage of the Dao.

Approaching Ning Chen almost at the same time as the battle knife, Qin Moxie hammered with both hands, sticking to Ning Chen's chest.

"Boom!"

Ning Chen does not advance but retreats.

The waist and abdomen quickly bent into a shrimp shape, and after it was done in one go, the five fingers were lifted into the air, and the big cool dragon finch was decisively unsheathed.

Phew.

A piece of iron collided, and bursts of dazzling sparks exploded wantonly along the middle area of the two.

Qin Moxie stared at Ning Chen, who was rapidly retreating.

Ning Chen took a deep breath and volleyed a sword, slashing through the close range attack of the ancient war knife.

Several clearly visible dotted lines dangled in mid-air, which were the terrifying sight brought out by the sword after it was hit to an offset trajectory.

"Yasheng?"

Qin Moxie clasped his hands around and moved his head awkwardly, and there was a piercing buzz from the scene again.

Ning Chen frowned and said nothing.

"Yasheng in his early twenties? A few decades ago, there was also a person in the north, you are good, there is a successor. Qin Moxie praised lightly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're talking about yourself, right?" Ning Chen said.

Qin Moxie was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Yes, when I was thirty years old, I was invincible." ”

By the time I was thirty, I was invincible.

Ten simple words.

gave Ning Chen, Murong Xuan and even thousands of soldiers and horses on the scene, causing a serious psychological impact.

What kind of transcendent existence is this?

To dare to say such domineering words?

However, Ning Chen did not reply with a word of arrogance, but waited with a solemn expression.

"You're no match for me."

Qin Moxie paced slowly, approaching the place of the battle knife, and his index finger swept lightly.

The quaint war knife that I don't know how many years I have followed him suddenly glowed with snow and brilliance, like a bright moon hanging in the sky, dazzling.

"Bell."

Qin Moxie moved sideways in a few steps, quickly approaching Ning Chen's location.

Ning Chen's five fingers grabbed the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow and immediately blocked it above his head.

In his judgment, the impact of Qin Moxie's steps was definitely not something that ordinary masters could intercept.

But, the next moment.

Heaven and earth are dead.

Qin Moxie, who seemed to be heavily dressed and had difficulty moving, actually walked in mid-air, as if he was walking on solid ground.

Step into the air without a trace.

Coming from the sky.

Rao is accustomed to seeing Ning Chen, who is used to strong winds and waves, and he can't help but gasp, is this the transcendence of the invincible? Ignoring the gravitational pull of heaven and earth, you can come from the sky and go away from the sky.

With Ning Chen's current sub-saint cultivation, he can only achieve it overnight, and stay in the air for a short time.

"Boom!"

The battle knife in Qin Moxie's hand was not aimed at Ning Chen, but instead threw it into the air.

swept towards the carriage where Murong Anlan was, and the speed was so fast that the void was cut into several terrifying gaps.

This sudden scene made everyone's hearts tense.

"Bell!"

At the critical moment, Ning Chen, who relied on his own reaction, delivered the fallen Daliang Dragon Sparrow on the spot with the instep of his foot, the void was flooded, the tip of the sword hit the ancient war knife, and the carriage was grazed in twos and twos, and it fell not far away.

"Don't blame yourself."

Qin Moxie, who was furious in an instant, slapped down in the air.

The five fingers covered the top of Ning Chen's head, like an immortal caressing the top, the wind and thunder bursted, and the momentum was terrifying.

Ning Chen's hands overlapped and covered up.

However, the impact of Qin Moxie's palm was too strong, and Ning Chen, who was standing on the soft ground, was directly slapped and his legs sank, shattering the ground at the same time.

Immediately after, two cracks, as dense as spider webs, quickly bloomed.

Finally, drive the body and sink together.

A slap buried Ning Chen deep in the sand, and all the sand from the waist and abdomen down was covered by a steady stream of landslides.

"This ......"

Ning Chen's eyes looked at the scene in front of him with complicated eyes, and his heart was cold.

Rumble!

After landing on the ground, Qin Moxie stood next to Ning Chen lightly.

Five fingers stroked the sharp sword.

Walked towards the carriage where Murong Anlan was again.

Murong Kang and thousands of other soldiers and horses were looking at this scene expectantly, their purpose was not who won or lost, they only cared about whether Murong Anlan could successfully pass away today.

"Bell."

Ning Chen's brows jumped, and then he took a breath, forcibly stretched out the mud and sand covering half of his body, and instantly rose from the ground.

"With me, you haven't killed Murong Anlan so easily."

Ning Chen roared, and the whole person was like a sharp cheetah, pounced on Qin Moxie, who had his back to him.

Qin Moxie turned around and slapped his palm, covering Ning Chen's chest.

Heaven and earth resonate.

Yellow sand flies.

Ning Chen, who was hit horizontally by this palm, immediately leaned down with his right hand, seeped into the soft sand, and directly plowed out a terrifying ditch dozens of meters long.

It was with great difficulty that he could stop his uncontrolled body.

"Murong, it's time for you to hit the road."

Qin Moxie, who was getting closer and closer to Murong Anlan, said lightly.

Murong Anlan sat inside, silent.

Ning Chen, who staggered to his feet, repeatedly held the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, with a murderous expression on his face.

"Don't blame me for killing you." Qin Moxie turned his back to Ning Chen and warned in a cold voice.

The words just landed.

A burly figure stood silently behind Ning Chen.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come?" Ning Chen's eyelashes trembled, and he said helplessly.

Bai Qi stepped out and stood in front of Ning Chen, "Let me try this invincible skill." ”

"Since you want to fight, let's go together." Ning Chen moved a few steps forward.

The two stood side by side.

It's like when you were a teenager, committing to each other.

In his lifetime, he will live and die together, be rich and prosperous, and never give up.

There is also a change, which is sent after writing.

Today is a bit of a delay.

(End of chapter)