The Sword Dynasty

A whimper, a thin, light blue flying sword like a bamboo leaf flew out of the sleeve of the green robe practitioner, flying around his body, spreading countless sword shadows, just like there are countless bamboo leaves. Spilled.

He stared palely at the red sword that was looming in the dark, just quietly, letting this red sword dive under the ice of his feet made him and his companions imperceptible means that the other side The realm is above yourself.

If it was he who first shot, he would already be dying.

The sound of footsteps rushing into the ears of Ding Ning.

His face was paler, and even tense, with sweat beads all over his forehead, a man with hairless feet on his back appeared in the sight of Qingpao practitioner and Ding Ning.

At a glance, Ding Ning and the two corpses lying on the ice were still standing. At the first time, Shen Yi also turned around again, looking at the man with the hair in his back with a complicated look.

Only then did he fully understand that his fixed thinking was wrong, and having no feet did not mean unhappiness.

At this moment, the Qingpao practitioner took a deep breath and gave a sharp stern drink. The ice under his feet shattered and the whole person flew out to the side.

Dangdang Dangdang...

The horrible extreme sound of gold and iron struck outside him, countless sword images were unreal, and countless small but dazzling sparks exploded outside him.

Shen Yi's breath stopped completely.

He felt that the real element in the boss of the man with the hair and sword shop he was carrying was rapidly rushing and releasing.

The scent of the red sword that was looming in the darkness was completely changed from quietly hidden at the beginning to now pure speed!

The crimson sword body surrounds the green robe practitioner who wants to escape, and weaves into a wind-tight sword net.

The flying sword of the Qingpao practitioner was pressed to a few feet away from the body, and the figure was forced to stop completely.

"You can't run away."

The lip corners of the boss of Phifa Jianpu raised slightly, and said indifferently: "Even if you can beat me, you can't run away today, not to mention you can't beat me."

At the same time his voice sounded, the scarlet sword retreated and retreated, drifting in the shadows.

It was only this moment that the hands of the green-robed cultivator had been soaked with sweat.

"I don't have to run."

However, he watched the boss of Pifa Jianpu say this.

Just as he said this, the ice at his feet suddenly cracked.

His whole person was like a sword, directly inserted into the ice below, sinking into the cold and muddy muddy water.

The light blue sword, like a bamboo leaf, swirling on the side of him, followed closely behind him, snorting into the water.

"Brother Ding Ning! Be careful!"

Shen Yi reacted suddenly, screaming in horror.

The muddy and thick muddy water masked many of the breath on the man's body. The flying sword even disturbed the water flow under the ice. The green robe practitioner apparently didn't want to go anymore. Under the water, Ding Ning should be killed on the ice.

However, at the moment, Ding Ning is still extremely calm, but said in an unusually sincere tone, "I want to live, it is good for the fish market."

Shen Yi froze.

On the black and turbid ice surface, strange turbulence suddenly occurred.

Countless cold air flows from the ice surface, but the ice surface is not damaged at all.

In the next moment, he saw many black bamboos growing on the ice, but swaying without wind.

A huge and terrifying cold breath made this area completely a real ghost domain. Any sounds disappeared, and the color under the water surface was more gloomy. It seems that an invisible big hand instantly held the huge one. Poisonous python.

The time is extremely short, but it feels very long.

The red sword looming in the shadows flew back into the sleeves of the boss of Pifa Jianpu, but a piece of ice not far from Ding Ning's body arched strangely, as if there was a bamboo shoot, Growing out of the quagmire below.

There were several soft sounds.

There was finally a voice in this dead zone.

Several pieces of crushed ice flew upward and fell.

An extremely muddy and gloomy stream of water poured out like a monster and fell on the ice next to it.

The muddy water spread like ice on the ice, and the figure inside was the green robe practitioner. At the moment, his whole body was also dyed black by the muddy water, motionless, life and death unknown.

Countless black bamboos swaying on the ice seem to never exist, quietly dispersed.

A hissing pumping sound.

It was not until this time that Shen Yi recovered his ability to breathe and breathed violently, and it was not until this time that he fully understood what exactly the fish market in Changling was.

A rickety old man with a black bamboo stick slowly walked out on a wooden path.

Shen Yi's heart beats more and more fiercely, just like jumping out of her throat.

This is obviously a master-level practitioner in the Seven Realms, and more importantly, this practitioner is practicing Daqin's rare Yin-God and Ghost.

Although the means of practice are not the same as those of the right way, it is clearly recorded in the practice books that the practitioners who practice this way of Yin, Gods, and Ghosts are more difficult to reach the Seven Realms than those who practice ordinary exercises.

"What do you want to do?"

The old man with the black bamboo stick had all his terrifying breath, and asked Ding Ning indifferently.

Ding Ning thanked him and the owner of the Phifa Jianpu salute, saying: "The god prison should be very interested in him. I know an official named Mo Qinggong."

The old man with a black bamboo stick shook his head slightly: "You are close to Wang Taixu, you should understand that things in the dark will be solved in secret, and the relationship with the temple will lead to many disasters."

"I understand this." Ding Ning looked at him and said seriously: "But the key is that the person who wants to deal with me should be the person in the temple, and the status is definitely not low. I will come to the fish market in the future. I don’t care about the rules of the fish market...so if you can’t let the person behind them relax, there will be no rules between the cities."

After a pause, he looked at the old man with a black bamboo stick and added sincerely: "And even if something goes wrong, the two-story building is in front."

The old man with a black bamboo stick pondered for a moment and said, "I will send him out of the fish market and give it to Wang Taixu."

Ding Ning's previous mood was extremely calm. Hearing the old man's answer at this moment and thinking of the next possibility, his heart was beating uncontrollably.

He bowed deeply and thanked the old man with a black bamboo stick again.

"You deliberately gave them a shot, and borrowed the power of the fish market. It's better not to have such a thing next time." The old man with the black bamboo stick didn't respond, just glanced at him and said coldly: "No one likes being used."

Ding Ning did not have any defense, but just said politely: "Not next time."

"Do you know that I can deal with their practitioners?"

After the old rickshaw carrying the black bamboo stick no longer said to turn around and leave, the boss of Fufa Jianpu looked at Ding Ning with cold eyes and asked.

"Not sure, but at least you must be related to the person in charge here." Ding Ning looked at him and said: "And I have enough time reserved for Shen Yi, even if you feel that you can't cope with it, you have time to let others come here."

The boss of the Phifa Jianpu glanced over the body of the practitioner who was stabbed to death by Ding Ning and said, "Even people who have been floating on the Tao for many years may not have your decision and thoughtful thinking, no wonder Wang Taixu Value you."

Ding Ning said: "Mr. Flying Sword is also very powerful."

The boss of Pifa Jianpu didn't reply, but said to Shen Yi: "You come over me, are you tired?"

Shen Yi was stunned and said, "Not tired."

The boss of Phifa Jianpu said: "If you are not tired, you will be bothered and you will carry me back."

Shen Yi was stunned again, and then said slightly, "This is nature."

Ding Ning smiled slightly and said, "I will go back with you first."

Shen Yi hesitated and looked at the bodies of the two practitioners lying on the ice and the practitioner who was dead, and said softly: "Don't worry?"

Ding Ning glanced at him and said, "Since everyone in the fish market has already said that, don't you worry?"

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but recalling all the things that happened in a short time, when he began to move, he couldn't help but admire a soft voice: "Brother Ding Ning, I am indeed not as good as you."

Ding Ning already knows the straightforward temperament of this young boy in Guanzhong, knowing that no matter how humble he is, the other party will still maintain a view, so he did not make any response.

Shen Yi couldn't help turning his head slightly and asked the boss of Pifa Jianpu: "Sir, you are so tall, who can cut your legs?"

Ding Ning suddenly looked embarrassed.

This is tantamount to exposing people's scars, although he is very clear that Shen Yi is grateful to the other party for his help.

But does the other party understand Shen Yi's temperament?

The boss of Phifa Jianpu opened his mouth and said in a cold voice: "I was jealous of my younger brother and secretly got it."

Ding Ning froze, Shen Yi's face suddenly became very embarrassed, saying: "Although I admire Brother Ding Ning, I don't hate him."

The boss of Phifa Jianpu sneered a little, and said nothing.

Shen Yi's chivalrous heart rose again and asked, "How come there is such a vicious brother, did you avenge yourself?"

Listening to such naive words, the boss of Phifa Jianpu frowned and said, "If you get revenge, you don't need to escape to Changling."

Shen Yi suddenly became angry and said, "What's the name of that person, where is it now?"

The boss of Pifa Jianpu seemed to think that the young boy in Guanzhong was very interesting, and said slightly: "That man is called Gongzi Bai, and he is in Yingqiu now."

"Yingqiu?" Shen Yi suddenly stunned: "Sir, are you practitioners of the Daqi Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Ding Ning's eyes also showed some strange brilliance in his eyes. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the boss of Phi Fa Jianpu. "Ji Guohou Gongzi Bai?"

Shen Yi stayed for a while before he obviously didn't know who Gongzi Bai was.

The boss of Pifa Jianpu sneered slightly and nodded, "My brother is already a prince. If you want to take revenge, unless your great Qin Dynasty can destroy Daqi."