In the elven tent, Tuoba Hong knelt under the throne, holding a dagger in his hand, very close to Meria.

With a "poof", the dagger was slammed into the shoulder, and the entire blade was completely submerged in the muscle, Tuoba Hong smiled fiercely, and his hand began to rotate hard, allowing blood to flow down the wound.

Strange to say, these drops of blood did not fall to the ground, but floated into the air, flying straight towards the throne.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Nanxing narrowed his eyes, still sitting on the back of the horse, looking in the direction of the camp from afar. Although he didn't know why Tuoba Hong wanted to harm himself, he would never allow Meria to fail, if there was any conspiracy, the Sword of Origin could be slashed out in an instant.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!"

After the throne absorbed Tuoba Hong's blood, it unexpectedly made a strange vibration, and many large fist fonts appeared out of thin air, each font was like a snake lying on its stomach, and it was like a single picture scroll, full of an unrestrained beauty, and full of danger, as if with a sense of warning.

The more Xuanyuan Nanxing looked at it, the more he didn't understand that Tuoba Hong's blood actually had this effect, as if activating a certain function of the throne. Looking at the throne again, Melia was majestic and dignified, and could not be infringed upon.

Beautiful face, but with a hint of strangeness and coldness, it is really not a taste in my heart.

I don't know when the virtual personality left by the Divine Sound Wise Man will end. Xuanyuan Nanxing felt that the elven clan was powerful, and Melia's own strength was unimaginably large, coupled with the assistance of the elven throne, so that the aura was connected, and it was like a sea of smoke.

With such a lineup and such a mighty lineup, how can the word "strong" be fully described?

Before being absolutely sure, Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't want to clash with the elves, which was also Meliya's instructions. It's really not easy for the two of them to be together. Perhaps the battle for titles can divide the elves, and only then will they have a chance to reunite with their lovers in the end.

Focusing his gaze again, he saw Tuoba Hong looking at Melia, with a flattering meaning. However, after losing a lot of blood, Tuobahong's face was terribly pale, as if the blood was extremely important to him.

The Elven Throne trembled again, and when the pedestal absorbed all the blood into it, a wave of energy suddenly generated.

With a "boom", Xuanyuan Nanxing secretly said badly, and when he was caught off guard, he almost fell off the horse. It's hard to imagine that this elven throne should block its peeping, and it has never encountered such a situation.

"What's wrong, boss.

Fang Ze felt something in his heart, and hurriedly raised the giant shield to protect it.

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm unexpectedly mentally shocked, and I'm a little unwell." Xuanyuan Nanxing shook his head vigorously, only he knew that it was so simple to be uncomfortable? The counterattack of this throne was really powerful, and it was so far away that his mind was almost lost, and he was almost seriously injured.

This is also the Xuanyuan South Star, which can be snooped at such a distance, and it is still a matter of whether other stars can do it, and it is extremely normal to withstand the counterattack of the Elven Throne and bleed to death after doing it.

The throne was unusual, and Melia was obviously aware of it, and a wave of coercion rolled in the direction of the slaughtering team.

The sound of "Qiang" sounded like the sound of drawing a sword, the supreme sword intent descended on the elf camp, written in the big tent, each sword intent writing font is standing on the wall, obviously the volume is not large, but it gives birth to a magnificent momentum, giving people a feeling of towering like a mountain.

"What is this?" The elves were horrified.

To be able to rely on sword intent alone and descend to the camp tent, how high does this need to be? Shocked and then angry, who would be so bold and reckless as to not take their elven stars in their eyes? Although there is no killing intent, it is carving, and the space seems to be torn apart

The font was upright and restrained, and the things he told surprised Mo Wentian, who was sitting near the throne.

"Mo Qing's family, dare to love this sword intent for you." Melia sat on the throne, although she was a woman, her momentum was not inferior to that of a man, and her beautiful eyes swept towards Mo Wentian, and she couldn't see her joy or anger.

Mo Wentian lost his mind, all because the sword intent mentioned a name, it was the pain in his heart. What made him even more uncalm was that Shui Wuyue didn't blame him before he died, and the empty heart that he had practiced for many years suddenly moved, and turned into tears and sprinkled on his chest.

"Wuyue, you shouldn't be like this, you shouldn't! Let me feel guilty for the rest of my life, let me settle the Mo family, this is what our Mo family owes you. "The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

It is often women who make men sad, Mo Wentian thought he was romantic when he was young, but because of a person who has completely changed, that person is his lifelong love, and there is no moon.

But this is destined to be a tragic story.

Shui Wuyue was completely a product of factional strife within the Mo family, and she deliberately approached Merry in order to cause Mo Wentian to fight with another strong competitor, and then the people behind the scenes took advantage of their defeat and rose to the throne in one fell swoop.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes. Don't look at the Mo family, which has always been low-key, but it is a small river.

Mo Wentian entered the game, Shui Wuyue was in the game, maybe he was too deep in the play, and gradually became emotional. But being used like this to harm his beloved is unfaithful and unjust, but any kind-hearted woman can't bear it.

In the end, Shui Wuyue died, and the truth was revealed, which was heart-wrenching.

Once that wandering man looked up to the sky and roared, he wanted to ask God why it was so unfair to treat a kind-hearted woman.

However, the calculations of the people behind the scenes have succeeded, Mo Wentian has no intention of continuing to stay in the Mo family, but he is getting more and more angry in his heart, he has been hiding for decades, in order to become a military god to knock the Mo family from the clouds, he wants revenge, he wants to break off the military family system.

But he never expected that when he was going to success, the message of his beloved appeared in front of him.

The past is vivid, and the scene described by this sword intent is all in line with the original, so he can't believe it. Even if the Mo family can, they can't cheat on this, and with Shui Wuyue's temperament, they really won't blame him.

Mo Wentian closed his eyes, he had received the message, even if Shui Wuyue had no complaints or regrets, he had been persisting for a long time, and he was unwilling to let go.

To the surprise of the left and right elves, after Jian Yi said that Shui Wuyue left a message, the words changed and he wrote in the air: "Tuoba Hong, you give me caution, if you dare to plot against me, I will take your life at any time." Also, you elves should also be careful with Lao Tzu, take good care of Melia, if she has the slightest mistake, she will not be spared. ”

The font has just ended, and the sword intent is swept outward.

The surrounding elven guards had already gathered over and held up a dense protective light shield. Unexpectedly, the sword intent is coercive, setting off a cluster of light, no matter how strong your defense is, you can't intercept it. The roar in his ears continued, and many elf powerhouses made a move, trying to suppress the sword intent, but they pounced.

"Boom!"

The camp tent was shattered, and the sword book was scattered, as if it had never appeared, but the faint spatial nick really existed in front of him.

"Arrogance!"

"Arrogant!"

"Bastard!"

The people present were all strong people in the elf clan, and Xuanyuan Nanxing was in front of them, passing the sword book with sword intent, and deterring them. It's as if none of their elves can protect the queen.

Besides, what kind of place is this? Elven battalion! How tightly guarded is the outside? This sword intent actually came as soon as it was said, and it was scattered as soon as it was said, and it even warned Tuoba Hong and the elven clan up and down, and bombarded the big tent beyond recognition. Not to mention the elven race, it is the predecessor of the elf race, the Divine Good News and the Blood Moon Warning Bell, when did you receive this kind of qi? Who's coming? It's so lawless, it should be killed.

"Hmph, so many people can't protect the big tent, so go back and order punishment yourself." The elf queen did not track down the culprit, but instead released a strong force and pressed on everyone present, making the elf stars stunned, and some couldn't understand what was going on.

Tuoba Hong's face turned even paler, and just now, he forcibly endured a void sword intent. I had already lost too much blood and used it to increase the power of the Elven Throne, but now I only feel restless in my body, and my source ability is not working smoothly.

If you want to say Tuoba Hong, his scheming can be described as deep, and his temperament is even more vicious. He had a three-percent chance to block the sword intent, but he didn't make a move. I just wanted to see if the elf queen would intercept it, and the result disappointed him.

It has long been rumored that Melia has an inexplicable relationship with Xuanyuan Nanxing, and there is always a pimple in his heart, but the ancient civilization inherited by Tuoba Hong is of the same origin as the elf race, and he caught up with the title dispute, but the Tuoba family did not want to put all the chips on him.

As a result, they had no choice but to take refuge in the elves. However, with the magnificence of Tuoba Hong, how can he be willing to be subservient to others? So I have planned for a long time, I want to reduce the strength of the elf clan, and then take over, it is best to become the elf king.

Meliya is beautiful, and Tuoba Hong has been thinking about it for a day or two, but this elf queen is so powerful that even if she has some sneaky tricks, she doesn't dare to show it. Even for this queen, some can't check the pulse, I don't know if it's really iron or pretend.

"Dog man and woman, singing double reeds, it seems that you are really connected, I just made a plan in front of me, and you came over on the back foot, and you are stepping on the time when I dedicate my essence and my strength is empty. Damn, force me to rebel, stinky Melia, you wait. Tuoba Hong was excited.

"What? Tuoba Aiqing resents that this king didn't make a timely move to block a sword intent for you? The queen's majestic voice sounded, as if it was going to penetrate everyone's brains, and then sneered: "We elves have gone all the way, and we don't need weak people. Since you have the heart to join our elven clan, put away your little tricks. See! This is the strength of Xuanyuan Nanxing, how many of you can stand up and pat your chest to assure me that you are stable with him? The little warning comes at the right time to recognize yourselves and the masters of the federal system. The elves are indeed extraordinary, but if you are arrogant, the road will come to an end, and you will do it yourself. ”

"Yes, the ministers will keep it in mind and will make every effort to prepare for the challenge." The elven star judges hurriedly lowered their heads and surrendered.

Tuoba Hong was full of excitement, only to feel that Xuanyuan Nanxing was a step stronger than himself, and the elf queen was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so this pair of dog men and women would not have any calculations, right? He calculates others, but he also needs to guard against black hands, don't make a bad one, and fall into the mud without knowing it.

(To be continued)