The Sword Dynasty

"When it comes to the truth that swords are life, I have learned a lot about assisting the garrison to kill the enemy at the border of Yueshi State in the past two years."

Zhou Yiyi looked at Ding Ning in a condensing way, holding another black iron sword without a front, and said, "You haven't even walked out of the Changling Mausoleum, you haven't even seen the wind and sand in the real battle array. How to teach me?"

Ding Ning looked at the young boy with a bun and a sword in his hand, but began to exhale the blood of blood, seriously said: "I only hope that after this battle, you still have such a sharp spirit. You have to understand that there is no defeat, how come Win."

Zhou Yiyi's brows frowned, and a cold flash of light flashed across his face.

"Do you want to use such words to disturb my mind, this is probably the method that is only used when the characters of the rivers and lakes are fighting hard."

He crossed his sword on his chest, expelling all the dryness in his body, and then said indifferently: "Go."

With his sword and chest, all the people on the two sides of the strait instantly became absolutely concerned.

"In fact, this is not an absolutely fair showdown."

There was a sound rang everywhere on the slope of the river.

Out loud was a handsome young man wearing a luxurious fox fur coat.

"Even he came!"

Many people recognize that this young and handsome young man is ranked seventh in the talent list, and the genius of the heart is easy to change.

Then, many people thought that Yi Xin's father was a high-weight adult in Hongyang Academy.

It's just that Yi Xin ranked seventh in the Talent Book, but no one felt that there was a problem.

Because in a trial of Xinjianzong in the autumn of last year, Yi Xin has already publicly demonstrated the strength of the fourth realm. He himself is the most advanced student of Xinzong Zongxiu, and Xinjianzong’s sword is extremely unique, even if Before reaching the fifth level, it is impossible to impose flying swords, but the unique mindfulness of the sword can still allow the practitioners of Xinjianzong to condense their sword qi stinging or stab their opponents with their mindfulness.

Such people are naturally loud enough.

"You only paid attention to the ranking in the Caijun album, but ignored that Ding Ning started to practice only last year. And although his ranking is in the front, he remembers clearly in the Caijun album that he is only the cultivation of the quality of the three realms, and Zhou Freehand is already the cultivation practice of the top quality of the three realms. No matter from the practice time, from the perspective of cultivation practice, this battle itself is not as fair as you want to come.

Feeling the gaze of the people around him, Yi Xin went on without saying at all: "So even if you lose, you can't say anything."

Many people could not help frowning, and found that they really ignored such problems.

Zhang Yixin was sincerely convinced, facing Yi Yi at a distance, saying, "This person is a gentleman."

Xie Changsheng pouted. Although he had blind confidence in Ding Ning and felt that Yi Xin was doing more, he also knew that Yi Xin was well-intentioned, so that even if Ding Ning lost, he would not be as embarrassing as Fan Wuji.

"But will Ding Ning lose?" he sneered.

"We naturally don't think so." Nangong Cai Shu said softly: "But most people here are probably the opposite of ours."

Xie Changsheng was slightly stunned. He looked at the expression on the faces of the people around him, and he suddenly became angry.

If he had time, he might have to figure out something.

But at the moment Ding Ning did not give him enough time.

Because at this time, Ding Ning on the stone platform had already calmly crossed his sword on his chest and said: "Please."

The cold voice cut through the air in front of him and clearly passed into everyone's ears.

In the next moment, it turned into a sad cry of sword.

Ding Ning's figure was not moving, but the long sword in his hand had dragged out more than ten sword marks in the air in front of him.

The white sword qi flowing from the black sword criss-crossed, forming a white sword symbol in front of him instantly.

"Aries sword runes!"

"So fast!"

All the murmurs disappeared in an instant, and all turned into exclamation!

Shen Yi's breath stopped directly, but his eyes widened to the extreme.

He also recognized that this was the sword power of the Aries Sword Rune, but it was different from the sword rune that dealt with him. It was not that the green hills on both sides of the bank rose, but that the sword rune turned into a river.

"How could it be so fast..."

Zhang Yi's face was also stunned.

Before he died, he was still deeply worried that Ding Ning would not be used to this kind of bladeless iron sword, but now it seems that Ding Ning is more relaxed with the sword, this sword is faster!

Zhou Yiyi never thought that Ding Ning's shot was so decisive, and he never thought that Ding Ning's sword charm was so fierce.

In his double pupils, Ding Ning's figure could not be seen, only a large river poured out.

Ding Ning is really strong!

With such a sword alone, it is already worthwhile to be listed in the talent list.

He was shocked in his heart, flashing such thoughts, but there was a sharp howling in his mouth.

His sword was originally lying across his chest. This was the courtesy of the hands during the duel of the Great Qin Dynasty. However, at this time, he directly pushed the sword forward.

His right arm trembled, followed by five fingers.

The majestic and pure real elements poured into the body of this black sword at an alarming speed, and then turned into dazzling yellow light.

In front of him, like a yellow embankment, there was no trick to shake the river.

His true Yuanxiu is two small realms higher than Ding Ning, so he does not need any ingenuity at all, he only needs to use the most stable method to fight hard.

Lu Zuofeng and Xin Jianli, who watched the battle not far from Xie Changsheng and others, showed their joy at the sight of him.

In their view, determined to be right, this battle has won more than half.

There was a muffled noise.

The river collapsed, and the yellow embankment remained unchanged, and it continued to push forward.

Only with this sword, Zhou Yiyi has already demonstrated the power that definitely exceeds Ding Ning.

Although the stone platform is wide, Zhou Suiyi's sword's prestige is almost covering half of the stone platform. It seems to be slow, and the strength of the mountain is already pressing in front of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning still looks as usual.

The sword in his hand came forward, and a wildfire lit up in front of him.

This piece of wildfire seems thin, but it just offsets the surplus of Zhou Yiyi's sword.

A soft sound.

Zhou Yiyi was slightly shocked.

Ding Ning's flat and blunt sword point penetrated into the overflowing vitality, in the middle of the sword body he pushed forward.

Delicately and skillfully, Ding Ning's body flew back smartly with the help of this sword.

Zhou Yiyi's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, his chest swelled, but the real element in his body was pressed by this breath, and he would soon flow into the long sword in his hand, and he would immediately fight back. .

However, at this moment, his breath paused.

Ding Ning, who was flying in mid-air, had already made his sword again.

His sword potential with inexplicable beauty and rhythm, a white sword symbol, has already formed at this time.

The white sword symbol disappeared and suddenly turned into countless burning lights.

It was clearly early morning, but in the air in front of him, there was a round of sunset.

Smooth to the extreme, almost subconsciously, Zhou freehand waving his sword upward.

The true element that was infused into the straight sword body in his hand instantly turned into a yellow cloud flying diagonally upward, the sword was chic, if he wanted to fly to the horizon.

There was a loud bang.

The sunset set by Fu Yi couldn't bear the power of this sword, and burst completely in a moment.

Broken red fire and yellow clouds mixed together, and instantly formed a brilliant ray of tens of feet above the stone platform.

The glorious rays of light illuminate the dim ice surface on both sides and the middle, sputtering more colors, which is extremely beautiful scenery.

However, almost all the practitioners' eyes did not stay on the ray of light, but fell in front of Zhou Yiyi's body.

There, Ding Ning has already fallen.

Ding Ning's body is only a few steps away from the edge of the rear stone platform, but his face is still extremely peaceful, and at this time, he has already moved forward with a sword.

At this time, Zhou Yiyi felt that he was full of heart and soul. His sword was called "Yellow Cloud Slashing Chixia", and Ding Ning's sword symbol seemed to come together to match his sword.

In the past few years, he has not exerted such a vivid, comfortable, and worthwhile sword.

But at this time, he suddenly felt wrong.

His sword was exhausted, and he was rising upward.

However, Ding Ning's sword has come out.

A simple sword symbol was formed in front of Ding Ning.

His pupils contracted violently and reacted. Fang Ding Ning deliberately used such a sword to provoke him to exhibit the sword of Huang Yun to cut Chixia!

A tremendous violent scream came from his mouth.

The long sword in his hand beheaded down at a speed exceeding the usual limit!

"It's still slow."

Someone sighed on the river bank.

"At this time, the effort was too fierce, but not reached." Yi Xin also shook his head, looked at Ding Ning, all eyes were amazed.

"Teacher...Teacher...Teacher..." Zhang Yi couldn't say a complete word in surprise.

In the carriage, Gu Xichun's face suddenly looked hard.

Many people don't have the same emotions as them at the moment.

But in their eyes, the outcome has been decided.

"Click..."

Zhou Yiyi's sword was chopped on a head-on ice tree.

Countless ice chips flew out of the sword.

He drank angrily and was hit on his chest by numerous pieces of cracked ice, unable to control his figure at all, and backed away.

It was only then that the rest of the people watching the battle reacted, and Qi Qi exclaimed.

Ding Ning has already made another sword.

Another big river, with the momentum of thousands of miles, poured down towards Zhou freehand.

"So fast!"

"How could it be so fast!"

Purely appraising Shi Jian, Zhang Yi was able to speak out completely.

This is the fastest cast in the Aries Sword Rune. Ding Ning pursues the victory at this time. Naturally, it is extremely appropriate. However, this sword is one of the most complicated three swords in the Aries Sword Rune. At the moment, Ding Ning Shi Jian is so outside, but it makes Zhang Yi unbelievable.

Listening to Zhang Yi's exclamation, Xue Wangxu smiled slightly and tapped his head with his knuckles. "You idiot, using the residual sword is still fast. Isn't it better to use a good sword?"

Zhang Yi Huo Ran was awakened just like the initiation.

The rune of the end sword of Malhua is incomplete, and the direction of Jian Qi is more difficult to grasp, and this iron sword without a front is strange to Ding Ning, at least intact.

"Before using that remnant sword can be so fast, Brother Ding Ning is really a genius among geniuses." At the end of this thought, he was caught in a stronger shock.

Unable to control the figure, the body is hit hard, even if the sword is rushed out, the sword will naturally be scattered.

Ding Ning's sword is purely pursuing speed. Even Lu Duofeng has no blood on his face. He feels that Zhou freehand will be defeated.

"Will I lose in your hands!"

However, at this moment, Zhou Yiyi was angry.

Five fingers of his left hand touched the black sword.

Just like playing, Wuzhen Zhenyuan madly rushed into the rune from the middle of the sword body.

In front of him, there was a spit of ink.

It's like an ink landscape.

Nangong Cai Shu's face was suddenly serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Freehand sword!"

"Jiangshan picturesque! Freehand scrapbook first style!"

Among the viewers, those with a better vision, exclaimed the sword name directly.

The rushing big river crashed into the ink, as if it was fixed in the scroll, and it didn't get in at all.

With this opportunity, Zhou Yiyi's feet fell sharply, and the force in the stone cracks under his body suddenly burst into countless dust.

He screamed again, but his body rushed forward, holding the sword in both hands, and slashing forward.

The yellow clouds spread over the sword, and the white light burst out.

Although this sword was rushed, it was not fully exerted, but the straight line cut into the center line, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

There were silent birds on both sides of the river bank.

Ding Ning is only a few steps away from the edge behind him. At this time, there is no absolute force to press. What else can he do?