Marquis of Grand Xia

The team rushed at night and the wheels creaked. The forbidden army was temporarily replaced by the deputy chief. The five hundred forbidden army now has only 400 people left. The court eunuchs who sent their relatives lost more than half. No one expected that in just one day So many things happened.

The hardest thing for everyone is that they still do n’t know who is secretly shooting.

Even, why the son of God of Yongye God appears here, it is difficult to understand.

In the carriage, the sword enshrined closed eyes to heal the wound. Next to it, Ning Chen leaned on the carriage and quietly digested what happened today.

Compared with the stabbing during the day, the impact of the appearance of the Son of God tonight was the most shocking to him, and he realized the terrible power of martial arts from close quarters.

Manpower is against the sky, and it seems that it is not just a legend.

"how about it"

Jian Feng opened his eyes and looked at Ning Chen, who had been silent, and said.

"Unbelievable" Ning Chen said honestly.

He used to be too young to see martial arts, whether he was ignorant or sitting on the sky, he never thought that martial arts could give him such a great impact.

Jun Shaoqing, the Son of God, is worthy of the name of God Son.

Sword worship nodded. In his opinion, Ning Chen performed well enough. When he first touched the real martial arts, he performed far less calmly than the latter.

"He is the Son of God and deserves any praise"

Jian Feng said a word, and immediately closed his eyes and continued to run the True Qi healing.

The road of martial arts needs to go by himself. He can make a point, but there is no need to say too clearly.

Ning Chen savored the old man's words carefully. The meaning of sword offering is not difficult to understand. The greatest glory of a son of God is not identity, but the amazing power behind it.

In other words, Jun Shaoqing's reputation came out of battle, standing on the bones of countless powerful men.

Now, it is normal for him to look to Jun Shaoqing with his gaze, because the Son of God has stood too high.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen closed his eyes and began to practice silently. If he didn't want to look up, he would have to work harder from now on, otherwise he would have to look up at that person all his life.

The change of state of mind made Ning Chen put away the usual casual attitude and concentrate on practicing the mentality in the volume of students.

Since Jun Shaoqing sensed the existence of the scroll of life, he would not stop there. Although this time, after he broke through, he converged in time, but he may not be so lucky next time.

In front of a strong man like Jun Shaoqing, it is impossible for thousands of troops to stop his footsteps. If he really wants to keep the secret of the scroll of life, he must make himself stronger.

Feeling the changes in the young man in front of him, the sword enshrined the eyes slightly flashed a strange color. If Ning Chen was still a piece of Puyu before, at this moment, Puyu has begun to reveal a beautiful brilliance.

The most critical element of Wudao ’s journey is that talent is indeed right, but the real importance after taking this path is determination and perseverance. When he was young, talent is not good, but he has reached this step by insisting on persistence.

The five innate congenitals in the world do have unworldly resources far beyond mortals, but then again, there are only five congenital known in the world.

For most warriors, talent is still mediocre.

Ning Chen did not know that whatever Lime, Mucheng Xue, and even Xia Miaoyu had encountered before were rare martial geniuses. At only 20 years of age, he had cultivated to the pinnacle of the Nine Pinnacles that he had never seen before in his life. In comparison, his unqualified qualifications are naturally nothing.

However, although he is far from a genius, he is very eye-catching in the category of "normal people".

After all, not everyone can be fortunate enough to receive more than one strong Jiupin peak.

Martial arts second grade, if in the army, is also a centurion master.

The only shortcoming is that he is indeed too weak.

Of course, this is also related to Liming and Muchengxue's intentional or unwillingness to teach him the move.

If these reasons were eliminated, Ning Chen could barely be regarded as a warrior now.

Under the night sky, the team of sending relatives moved forward slowly. Who would have thought that nearly a thousand people would take advantage of the night just because they were alone.

In a team, there are two Ninth Pinnacle strong men standing at the apex of martial arts sitting in the town, but they still can't stop the sharp edge of the Son of God, the cold wind blows, how cold and bitter.

On the way until the noon of the second day, the team walked out of the wilderness to a mountainous land, and the interim deputy chief of the interim army ordered to stop and rest.

Xia Miaoyu has been adjusting interest rates in the carriage. No one dared to bother. After last night's battle, everyone already knew how powerful this seemingly weak princess was.

The team rested for about half an hour, and a deputy leader in heavy armor had to come up for help because the road ahead was rugged. If he hurries now, it is likely to camp in the mountains at night.

"Go ahead"

In the gorgeous carriage, there was a good voice, calm, but unquestionable.

The deputy leader clenched his fist and led his life, and immediately walked to the front of the team and ordered to hurry.

Half a day later, it was getting dark, and the team at Lawton finally got a night's rest. Even in the wilderness, no one cares.

Xia Miaoyu returned to her tent early in the morning, and ordered no one to enter without her permission. Ning Chen would naturally not eat enough to provoke the former. He did n’t have the disadvantage of serving as a slave, as long as Xia Miaoyu did not call him, He was anxious to have fun all the way.

At the time of the account, Ning Chen deliberately brought his tent and sword closer together. The bonfire was raised. After simply eating dry food, the forbidden army and the **** palace women who were tired for a day all returned to the rest, leaving only part of the vigil The Forbidden Army patrols back and forth to prevent assassins and beasts from attacking.

Sword enshrined sitting by the campfire, and did not return to rest. The assassination and the Son of God that happened yesterday made him have to pay more attention. Everyone knew that this trip would not be easy, but he did not expect that the people who came were more difficult than one.

After passing this mountain, he was not far from the city where Buyihou was stationed. Before that, he did not want any more accidents.

Sword worship did not rest, and Ning Chen did not return to the tent, but accompanied him by the old man, silently practicing his mind, and it was only until midnight that he opened his eyes.

"Senior, can you teach me to practice?"

Ning Chen spoke very abruptly. The practice in his mouth naturally refers to the move. He has his own mind and is no worse than anyone.

The sword enshrines silence, without refusing or agreeing.

"Princess is more suitable than me"

After a long time, the sword enshrined hoarsely.

Ning Chen understood the old man's meaning. Lime said that the true qi in his body was cold, and Xia Miaoyu's previous moves also made people feel the bitter chill. If he pointed to practice, Xia Miaoyu was indeed the best choice.

"She is a princess"

Ning Chen said quietly, and said nothing else.

The old man was silent again, wondering what he was thinking.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry. He waited quietly. Although he had a short time to practice, he knew how old-fashioned the martial art concept was.

This request is a little rude, and unless there is no one beside him, he will not ask the old man.

"One chance, you don't fall, I will teach you one"

After about ten breaths, the sword enshrined calmly and said.

"Thank you"

There was no rejoicing in Ning Chen's eyes. After solemn thanks, he immediately got up.

He knew how strong the old man was, so there was nothing to rejoice about.

The old man only gave him a chance, an opportunity to teach him, but also an opportunity to reject him.

After Ning Chen got up, the old man got up too. Then, Ning Chen's expression became more solemn.

The old man's behavior shows that he does not release water.

One trick for another, fair and just, but not fair at all.

The night breeze was very cold, and even if there was a bonfire beneath them, a crackling sound sounded when the dead branches burned. It seemed so clear in this silent night. The imprisoned vigil not far away seemed to feel something and looked over.

At this moment of watchmanship, the sword enshrined by the sword moved. No one could see how it came out of the sheath. By the time everyone had recovered, the sword was clearly out of the sheath.

A sword without contention and desire, came without warning, without a trace of true energy, and without any true energy.

This is the only chance he gave to Ning Chen. If the true spirit of the Nine Pinnacle Peak Powerful moves, the square will be cut open. This is no longer an opportunity.

Therefore, this unfair battle seems quite fair.

The true meaning of the sword is fast, accurate, and focused.

The sword enshrined by the sword is fast, accurate, and concentrated enough. Ning Chen had no chance to avoid it.

However, when Ning Chen came into this world, he developed a character that was afraid of death and cautious, especially in the face of the grandson, every time he subconsciously avoided half steps.

In the face of sword worship today, he also subconsciously retreated half a step.

But he is not a sword enshrined, and his half-step backward is not accurate enough, so the sword enshrined in the sword is no longer accurate.

With a sword in his body, several steps back and forth, Ning Chenqiang endured the pain, showed Liming to teach him how to do it, and then avoided three steps.

The sword still penetrated into the body, Ning Chen still didn't avoid it, but he didn't need to avoid it either. He didn't faint, and every time he fell, it was a victory.

"From tonight, I will teach you to use a sword"

Sword worship pulled out the sword, sealed Ning Chen's wound with one finger, and said lightly.

"Thank you senior"

Ning Chen covered her chest and coughed lightly.

"Don't thank me, you won it yourself"

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Ning Chen also sat aside and began to adjust interest rates. The old man's sword had no intention of killing, and the wound was not deep. Compared to this sword wound, it was still heavier than the arrow that came yesterday.

After another hour, the old man opened his eyes and Ning Chen also woke up at the same time.

"You go to the sword and practice until I say stop"

The sword was enshrined, and a black iron sword flew from the carriage not far away, and it crashed into Ning Chen.

"Yes"

Ning Chen picked up the sword and walked aside, waving it again and again.

Sword enshrined his eyes unchanged, and immediately closed again.

Ning Chen didn't ask, waving the sword in his hand carefully, once, twice ...

A simple sword swing is so simple that anyone can do it. However, Ning Chen has been wielding much and for a long time, but found that it is really difficult to wield a sword.

No two swords can swing to the same trajectory, nor can any two swords swing to the same strength. Ning Chen swings all night, his arms are almost unconscious, but he persists stubbornly.

After dawn, the team hurried on the road. Ning Chen walked and practiced wielding his sword. The true energy in his body played a role at this time, at least to relieve the soreness of his arm in time.

"Tonight, practice bayonet"

When night fell, the sword worship began again, and still did not teach Ning Chen's moves, but instead changed the practice method to stab.

Ning Chen nodded, then practiced silently, regardless of the cause or the result.

The road in the mountains is more difficult than everyone thought. The team sending relatives carried too many things. The carriage was difficult to travel, but it was not possible without a carriage. Therefore, the speed of driving was slowed down. Can go out.

In three days, Ning Chen did not learn the moves, but learned to swing and stab ...