Huang Tianba's expression turned pale.

So much so that the five fingers were trembling, the Xingtian Sword couldn't hold it, and the footsteps couldn't be taken.

The young man in front of him did not hesitate to risk the backlash, forcibly broke through the realm, and stepped into the supreme in one step, which was equivalent to being on an equal footing with him.

In the city of Gusu, there was an uproar.

Li Xuanhuang and Murong Xuan also had a sad expression, and their hearts were heavy.

Fifty-four iron-clad men in white clothes, all holding swords, their faces full of grief and indignation.

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen and Yan Yun Tie Wei were silent.

This young marshal of the Ning family, for the sake of his old servant, would rather die than allow anyone to intervene in this matter.

With his prestige and power to this day, if he really wants to set foot in the Xishu Sword Pavilion, why do he need to take action in person?

With a casual order, not to mention far away, just his first henchman of Ninghe Tu, Bai Qi, the killing god, would lead his troops to crush the Xishu Sword Pavilion, and even destroy Gusu City without blood.

And, Ning Chen still chose to go into battle only.

At this moment, he seems to have broken through the realm and stepped into the supreme, but this kind of realm that is supported in an instant not only cannot last for a long time, but once he reaches the end of the strong crossbow, he will even die.

At this point, even the ordinary residents of Gusu City can see it, so what about Ning Chen himself?

This makes it clear that there is no retreat in the fight to the death, either both will die together, or one side will end the war with a crushing defeat.

"Ning Hetu, I, Li Xuanhuang, have grown so big, just one of your friends, if you die, how lonely Lao Tzu will be in the future......"

Li Xuanhuang's eyes were blood-red, and he roared in the sky.

So much so that the atmosphere in the vicinity suddenly became cold, and it seemed that the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees in a breath, and the entire area was shrouded in an invisible chill.

Long Yuan's sword trembled endlessly.

This is a sign that his sword intent can't be suppressed and is ready to unsheath on his own.

If it hadn't been for Li Xuanhuang's personal suppression, the Longyuan Sword would have been born long ago, and the soldiers would have pointed directly at the head of the old swordsman of Xishu.

Ning Chen seemed to hear Li Xuanhuang's shouting, turned around, smiled slightly, and explained, "Little Lizi, it's okay, I'll come by myself." ”

In a word, the implication has been named.

Again, not allowed.

"Grass." Li Xuanhuang scolded his mother heavily, don't look over, and tears the size of beans in his eyes fell quietly down his cheeks.

"Can't you think more about yourself?"

Li Xuanhuang muttered to himself, forcibly holding down the scabbard, Long Yuan's trembling voice was like being poured a basin of cold water on his head, and his voice suddenly went low.

Rumble!

The Great Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword roared again, and the sound was clear, as if there was really a dragon sparrow descending, and in an instant, the sword light in this area was waves, and the sparks were splashing.

Dragon Sparrow Fights Punishment Days.

Fifteen swords are connected to each other, and the swords are killed, and the swords are fierce.

"Hiss." After Huang Tianba's fifteenth sword sacrifice was made, he gasped, and glanced at Ning Chen in awe, as if he had an epiphany.

Years ago.

He didn't understand why a young man under twenty years old was qualified to soar into the sky and enter the realm of the Little Supreme, ranking sixth in the world?

Is there really a person who is gifted with demons to rebel against the sky?

Huang Tianba does not think that such a person exists.

Today, Huang Tianba finally understands that this young man really has the ability that other martial artists can't achieve in his life, he is not afraid of death, he has a firm heart, even if he knows that he will die, he still moves forward.

The wind is dashing and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone, so what?

Such a great talent is hard to find in the world.

If he changed his position, Huang Tianba would never be willing to bury his life for the sake of an old servant.

Not to mention that for a so-called promise that you will be buried in a beautiful place after death, I will fulfill my life, and naturally I will not order everyone not to interfere in order to fulfill the oath of revenge with my own hands.

"You ......" Huang Tianba had nothing to say, so he could only raise his sword and go into battle.

Ning Chen bit his lower lip tightly, swallowed the red blood that almost poured out of his chest, smiled slightly, his face was still bright, Yushu was in the wind, he said, "I can't kill you with my own hands, I Ning Hetu can't explain to my conscience." ”

Boys are born in the world.

Have a clear conscience.

"Fight again." Ning Chen holds the big cool dragon sparrow in his hand, with an ethereal demeanor and peerless.

The whole city quietly stared at the young figure covered in blood, his lips slightly entwined, and his heart was heavy.

The iron-boned man is a daughter, and he is injured to this point, but he still doesn't give up, this is ......

Huang Tianba's face twitched, and he had relatives, but he didn't dare to escape.

Jianghu martial arts, fighting in pairs, not only rely on the unfathomable profundity of their own realm, but also pay attention to confidence and on-the-spot reaction.

Now Ning Chen's realm is almost equal to him, once there is a slight difference, he will really sink into the sand today and die in a battle.

North, Beichuan Castle.

The first battle of Gusu moved the world.

Especially in the northern land, where rivers and lakes are rampant, almost everyone is moved by the wind and learns of the changes in the situation first-hand through various means.

As Ning Chen's henchmen, Bai Qi, the killing god, Chen Qingzhi, the white horse and silver gun, and Xiao Li Guanghuarong, are far more concerned about this matter than ordinary people.

The three of them appeared together, sitting and standing together, and they were anxiously waiting for the news from Gusu City.

Before that, there had been several reports that had arrived here.

Thirty minutes ago, Ning Hetu sat on the ground of the main road and rested for a few minutes, even if his hands trembled, he still raised his sword and fought again!

Twenty minutes ago, Ning Hetu and Huang Tianba exchanged swords for swords, and cut off the three fingers of Huang Tianba's right hand at the cost of being pierced through the left shoulder by the opponent's sword.

Ten minutes ago, Ning Hetu received another sword, retreated backwards with his back to the sky for an instant, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and at the end of the crossbow, he still fought to the death.

Support your body with a large cool dragon finch, kneel on one knee, and recuperate for a few minutes.

The third time you hold the sword, you won't retreat!

This time, Ning Hetu slashed Huang Tianba's right arm with a sword, while the old swordsman of Xishu almost stabbed Ning Hetu's throat with one hand.

Danger is everywhere!

"Boom."

The last piece of news made Chen Qingzhi and Hua Rong stand up at the same time, facing Bai Qi's majestic back, and Chen Qingzhi said in a deep voice, "Big brother, send troops south, please." ”

"The young marshal has an order, and he is not allowed to interfere." Bai Qi closed his eyes tightly and jumped out eight words stiffly.

Hua Rong was furious, "If the young marshal continues like this, he will die!" ”

Bai Qi shook his head, "The boss has an order, and Bai Qi has to obey." ”

"White ......"

Chen Qingzhi gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood-red and said, "If you continue to persist like this, the young marshal will die in that city, I will finally call you big brother, please, send troops south!" ”

Chen Qingzhi then knelt in front of Bai Qi on the spot, and muttered, "Please, send troops south!" ”

"Qingzhi, this is the order of the young marshal, I can't resist the order." Bai Qi let out a long sigh, his teeth chattering.

Hua Rong hesitated, "But, young marshal......"

"If the young marshal really dies in that city, he swears that he will destroy Gusu in this life."

Bai Qi lost the two fists of his hands behind his back, and suddenly squeezed it with a clattering sound, word by word, word by word, word by word killing machine collapsed, "Even if you slaughter a million cities, you will not hesitate!" ”

Slaughter millions, at all costs!