The Sword Dynasty

Jing Mozong shook his head.

The characters of the rivers and lakes between the cities have more doors and eyeliners than those of the practitioners in the temples. They also need to remember the characters who eat mixed meals in the city, but these people, whether it is this name and the practice of the Dayan Dynasty In the same way, the practitioners who make good use of Fulu against the enemy, or the assassins who had previously carried the Penny, can certainly not have seen them.

These people are like killers who simply collect money to help people, and they are mobilized from afar.

There are too many surprises for him tonight.

Who is going to kill Ding Ning?

And it took so much effort to mobilize the killer from afar?

The same surprise also lies in Ding Ning's strength and knowledge.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe that Ding Ning now had such a swordsmanship, and the names he used in Changling before were all the provinces that Wang Taixu helped him take on Wednesday. When he helped Ding Ning catch the car before, Ding Ning knew him. That name, but just now he asked his name solemnly and seemed to have realized that he should be a Yue nationality.

Did he see the sword in the sword style of his previous battle?

Or is it a slightly unique healing remedy from one's own hands to judge that one is from the Yue Kingdom?

Ding Ning didn't care about Jing Mozong's emotions at this moment, he thought for a moment, took a deep breath, insisted to stand up.

He glanced at the corpse of the black charmer, and said softly to Jing Mozong next to him: "These people... don't move them. Try to maintain the place before the gods or other officials come. Everything, don't move anything."

"Why?" Jing Mozong looked at Ding Ning in more surprise, and he insisted to stand up: "Don't even search them?"

Ding Ning shook his head: "No need... Even small people like me have to fight in this way. There is no ordinary big fish behind us. We find out that it is useless. Only the people in the hall can find it useful."

"Tell Wang Taixu that if there are no accidents elsewhere, it is better not to participate in what happened here tonight on two floors." Ding Ning coughed softly and he started moving away, walking a few steps forward After that, he couldn't help turning his head slightly and added: "You'd better not let people discover that they are involved in this matter."

Jing Mozong stared at Ding Ning in difficulty and calmly. He remembered Ding Ning's words, but he still couldn't understand, "Where are you going now?" he asked worriedly.

Ding Ning replied exceptionally simply: "Go home."

...

"Go home? Who knows where your home is?"

"I told you a long time ago that you walked too fast and too quickly. If Wang Taixu had left a lifeless Yuesuo swordsman here, I would only collect the corpse for you."

"How many days have you been in Baiyang Cave before you have caught such a thing?"

When the blood stains on the body were blown away by the cold autumn wind, and the door of the wine shop was gently pushed open, there were several cold and angry sounds inside.

Ding Ning took the door of the wine shop and looked at the cold and frosted grandson Qingxue Xue in the darkness, and said tiredly, "This is a strange thing today."

Long Sun Qianxue said coldly: "I don't care whether we are strange or not, I only care about the results. I only know that there are countless grudges in this Changling Mausoleum. Everybody is entangled with countless grudges, even if it is just the Yue people Now it sounds like the Yue State is the dependent state of the Great Qin Dynasty, but who knows that before the Emperor Yuanwu embarked on the throne, the Tiger and Wolf Army of the Great Qin Dynasty killed 130,000 Yue Yue people. You don’t step into the practitioners one day. The world may also be far away from these people, away from the grudges in them, but as long as you come into contact with these people, you can not escape from these grudges."

"The result is that I am still alive."

Ding Ning sat down, disregarding Chang Sun Qianxue's increasingly cold eyes, letting the Buddha not hear Chang Sun Qianxue's later words, and whispered: "The masked practitioner began to pretend to be a money collector from the beginning. A murderer, but I can be sure that he is a cultivator in the army, and although he used some magical methods of the cultivators of the Dayan Dynasty, I can also be sure that he is best at using a sword."

Long Sun Qianxue fell silent.

She spends most of her time in practice, and is accustomed to what Ding Ning tells about what is happening outside.

"At the last moment of his life, he only thought of using swords, not symbols. This exposed some things he wanted to hide."

"That man is very powerful...he even has enough strength to kill me and Jing Mozong, he is not afraid of death, but he is not even willing to be injured, and often he is tied up and eager to leave. Especially in After the emergence of Jing Mozong, what he wanted to do was not kill me and Jing Mozong, but wanted to kill me with the fastest speed and then escape. If it was not because he added so much to himself at the beginning Limitations, we cannot kill him easily."

"Those practitioners who use money to kill people are real desperate people. They won’t be like this. They won’t worry about who they will be discovered because they are usually blind to the sun. His performance can only be because of himself. Has a special identity, and his master also has a special identity."

"So even if it may be transferred from the field, he and his master are very likely to be the characters in the Great Qin Dynasty."

"If this matter is related to the backing of Jinlin Tang before, and even a weak practitioner like me, who may have an impact on two floors, has used such a battle, what I am worried about now is that Wang Taixu can live to see the sun tomorrow."

"In this case, why didn't you remind the Yue people before?" Hearing this, Chang Sun Qianxue said coldly.

Ding Ning looked at her and said seriously: "Because if it is the same as I thought, the reminder is too late."

Long Sun Qianxue looked at him and said nothing more, just stretched out his hand coldly.

Puff puffed twice.

Her fingers were retracted around Ding Ning's waist, and Ding Ning's two broken ribs came back accurately.

"Maybe there will be no such luck next time."

She looked at Ding Ning's mouth with a bit of congestion, and looked at Ding Ning's residual sword hanging on her waist, and sneered.

...

"Guan Qiqi, He Fei, Guo Yuhua... and the wine shop boy who joined Baiyangdong's half-day Tongxuan, should now be dead."

In a two-storey ancient building, a practitioner in the same masked black clothes looked at Wang Taixu sitting opposite him with a pitiful gaze, and said ironically: "You should understand that it is not my opponent, Why don’t you run until I walk into this building?"

"Because this is two floors, it is my home. In my home, no matter how strong a practitioner can easily kill me."

Wang Taixu, who looked a little too pale and looked very weak, looked at the masked practitioner who had killed more than ten guards in front of him in an instant, and said calmly: "I am here waiting for you Say a few words with you to see who you are."

The masked man in black laughed and said, "Is this the kind of weird psychology that you have to die to understand?"

"The rest of the gangs in the Changling City, it is impossible to please people like you, and to kill so many brothers of me overnight, use this method of beheading overnight to solve our two layers Building requires more powerful practitioners. Those gangs are even less likely to have this ability."

Wang Taixu looked at the practitioner's eyes. "So the news I got at the time was correct. Behind Jin Lin Tang should be a big man in the army."

The practitioner plucked his eyebrows slightly, neither acknowledging nor denying, but in his eyes, Wang Taixu was already a dead man.

However, Wang Taixu looked at him and then said softly in a very sincere tone: "But have you ever thought...in case you can't kill me? In case you can't kill me, you stay overnight Killed so many of my brothers...I can’t cherish the two-storey family business anymore, and I will fight you to the end with all means."

"I will find you out."

Wang Taixu's tone suddenly became cold, he said slowly, "You will also have brothers and relatives, I will deal with them, and will not be merciful."

The face of this masked practitioner suddenly changed.

"So I can never let you live tonight."

He made such a sound.

A fist-sized blue copper ball flew out of his sleeve as a horrible eruption erupted.

At the moment of flying out, countless golden dazzling lines of light appeared on the surface of this bluish-looking copper ball.

In the next moment, all the golden yellow lines broke apart, and all the bronze fragments burned violently, becoming golden.

In this study, a golden yellow lotus bloomed.

There was a loud bang.

Countless burning metal lotus pieces, all towards the Wang Taixu at an unimaginable speed.

"This is a two-story face, the most important foundation, how can I let you kill here easily?"

When the blue bronze ball flew out, Wang Taixu's face also became strange, and he also made such a sound.

The floor under his chair suddenly cracked.

When the golden yellow lotus bloomed, a thin pale cyan sword light was like a silent flow of water, flowing out from the trousers of the masked black man, and clinging to the ground and flying under Wang Taixu's body. go with.

This masked man in black knows that these rivers and lakes have some means of escape. He has already made plans to escape the underworld of Wang Taixu.

If Wang Taixue really falls, he will definitely be cut in two steps by his prepared flying sword.

However, in the following moment, he was still shocked and angry.

The floor under Wang Taixu's feet cracked, and there wasn't any dark passage that he imagined directly through the underground, but the same explosion.

An explosion that was more violent than the explosion of the cyan copper ball formed at the foot of Wang Taixu.

A volcano-like air current instantly rushed Wang Taixu up and passed the roof above.

In the roar of the masked men in black, countless golden fire lotus pieces instantly tore the wall behind Wang Taixu's original location. At the same time, the power of the explosion made the entire floor of the small building Disintegrate.

His flying sword swayed in the debris of the explosion and the airflow, causing his mind to suffer some damage instantly.

The body of the masked man in black flew backwards, and he looked up, only to see that Wang Taixu's body was higher than the range of the flying sword he could control with his mind.

And just between his glancing glances, Wang Taixu's hands spread out, and black wings appeared on his arms.

It was a weird gliding wing jacket hidden under the robe.

Uh!

At the next moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded in the air, and Wang Taixu's body disappeared into the dark night like a bat.

The masked man in black was soaked in cold sweat instantly.