The Sword Dynasty

"The Chen family has established a foothold in Guanzhong since the last generation. I really want to know why he is your Chu people." Xie Lianying looked at Chen Tunyun, who died like a fluffy catkin,

Asked in a sympathetic tone.

The gray shirt practitioner said lightly: "Children are relatives, but mothers are not relatives."

Xie Lian should be surprised, saying: "Adoption?"

The gray-shirt cultivator did not refuse to answer his question, but just said indifferently: "A Chu orphan was adopted by Guan Zhong's mother and treated him as if he had been born, naturally grateful."

Xie Lian should despise: "Orphan Chu can enter the Chen family, presumably through your arrangement."

Grey shirt practitioners raised their eyebrows, for him this kind of thing needs no explanation.

Xie Lianying said with a sneer: "Personally knows the thanksgiving illustrations, not to mention raising his own loving mother? Chen Tunyun is dedicated to his mother. Even next time, when you say you are righteous, you are just afraid that after he took the hostages, we will run away, you can’t kill all of us, let your conspiracy be exposed. Just kill Chen Tunyun for the sake of quick success, people like you It’s simply a guru, not a pig.”

Grey shirt practitioners are not angry, but just disdainfully said: "Our failure just underestimated your ability and Xie family."

"You are much stronger than outsiders in judging you..." The gray-shirt practitioner slightly raised his head, his indifferent eyes swept all around, and finally fell on Xie Lianying's body, "but I want to use words to confuse me all around me Don’t think about using me as a small means of civil strife. You should understand that since I have already shown my strength, those people around me are very clear. As long as anyone wants to do something with me, they will die immediately."

Xie Lianying didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was fat, he was like a tiger at first.

"I don't want to kill those people first, they stay here, and you must run without leaving them."

The gray-shirt cultivator turned sideways and nodded the dozen or so Xie family who were surrounded in the distance. Then his figure moved slightly and floated off the horse, and began to walk slowly towards the Xie family's convoy while watching Xie Lianying and Xie Rou calmly said: "Although I have no choice but to kill Chen Tunyun, it is now extremely simple. Either you Xie family has enough strength to kill me, or you are killed by me."

Hearing such words, Xie Rou didn't know what kind of emotions were pouring out. She turned around unconsciously and glanced at the three black carriages on the road behind her.

Ding Ning's mood suddenly became tense.

His eyes were always fixed on Xie Lianying and Xie Rou. It was just such a small movement that made him react. Although Xie's family had been prepared for a long time, in order to relax the vigilance of Chen's family, Xie's family probably did not have seven. People above the scene arrived.

The Xie family probably did not expect that among those who pretended to be horse thieves, there was such a powerful practitioner of the Great Chu Dynasty.

In other words, the Xie family may not have the ability to contend with this great Chu dynasty practitioner.

The ancestor of the Zhou family should be a strong enemy of this great Chu dynasty practitioner, and he should also want to make friends with Xie's family, but the great Chu dynasty practitioner has expressed his desire to give it a try.

This shows that this great Chu practitioner may have the ability to assassinate his opponent instantly at a very long distance. If this is the case, then it may not be possible for the Zhou family ancestors to make shots.

And he is almost certain that the ancestor of the Zhou family will not shoot soon.

An ancestor of the Zhou family ancestors may not be able to retreat with his body.

Even if the ancestor of the Zhou family could defeat this great Chu practitioner without any damage, with his knowledge of the ancestor of the Zhou family, he would definitely not be able to take action before the Xie family tried their best.

He will definitely wait for the Xie family to fight very sadly, and will only shoot when the situation is extremely extreme, and even fight with this great Chu dynasty practitioner, even if he is not injured, he may pretend to be seriously injured.

In this way, the Xie family will naturally feel more owed to him.

Ding Ning even vaguely affirmed that he would only shoot after Xie Lian should die.

Because Xie Lianying has already demonstrated a strong adaptability and judgment that outsiders simply cannot imagine, compared to Xie Lianying, Xie Rou, a fledgling, is easier to deceive and control.

When Xie Rou turned around and looked at the three black carriages where Ding Ning was, the grey monk practitioner of the Great Chu Dynasty also glanced at the three black carriages in the distance.

This has always followed the three black carriages of the Xie family team, and naturally has already fallen into his sight.

I just saw that Xie Rou looked back, but the three black carriages did not move, and the fear in his eyes slightly disappeared. There was a real element in his body, which slowly and quietly flowed under his feet. And go.

In the world of practitioners, life and death are only a moment away.

Fusu's breathing also became more and more rapid. At this time, he felt that the wheels of the carriage he was riding and the front and rear carriages had not moved. He couldn't help but open his mouth and wanted to make some noise.

Ding Ning's eyes flashed violently.

He has decided what he wants to do.

At the moment when Fusu just opened his mouth, he slammed into Fusu quickly: "Don't act rashly!"

Fu Su was stunned, and he didn't understand how Ding Ning could make such a loud drink.

Even if you don't want to have any entanglement with Xie Rou, don't you even care about Xie Rou's life and death?

However, just in between him, he felt a sudden eruption of a volcano beside him.

With a bang, his eardrums twitched slightly.

He still had time to react in the future, the real element in Ding Ning's body was already violently surging.

Ding Ning's body turned into a gust of wind from the car.

"Oh," two sharp cracking sounds sounded at the same time.

Two black sword lights flew out from the tip of his fingers, cutting off the harness of one of the horses pulling their carriage.

Without a slight pause, his toes were a little on the back of the horse, and the horse sighed with pain and drove him madly forward.

This series of movements were done in one go, and the clouds and water flowed generally. When Fusu realized that Ding Ning just told him not to move, the horse had already taken Ding Ning out of dozens of feet.

The two trailer horses suddenly lost one. The black carriage suddenly tilted, and the Zhou driver on the front was naturally a good practitioner. The figure was still stable, nailed to the front like a nail, but even he had no time. Stop Ding Ning, but couldn't help but whisper.

"What is he going to do?"

Fusu watched Ding Ning, who was rushing towards the Xiejia team, and could not understand what Ding Ning was going to do.

In his view, with Ding Ning's strength, he rushed to death just like this.

In the carriage in the middle, the ancestor of the Zhou family suddenly gloomed.

His hands lifted slightly, and two terrible breaths seemed to be revealed in his arms, but his eyes flashed, but he didn't know what he thought of, just a cold smile, his hands fell on his lap, Said nothing.

If he didn't speak, the three black carriages would naturally not move.

Xie Rou looked at Ding Ning, who was rushing on the road with amazement, at the same time, she could not understand what Ding Ning rushed over and what role she could play. Burning eyes, the sound of horseshoes like raindrops, but it was like a countless hammer hitting him.

The figure of the grey shirt practitioner is slightly sluggish.

He had already shot, but when Ding Ning rushed out of the carriage, the two strange black sword lights made him a little puzzled, so he stopped.

Ding Ning is not an ordinary practitioner.

He can be sure where the sluggishness of this grey shirt practitioner comes from.

So he immediately raised his hand, and with a snorting sound, another black sword light rushed out towards the sky ahead.

In front of him is the direction of the Xie family team and the grey shirt practitioner.

A black sword light from such a long distance broke into the sky, and countless possibilities suddenly flashed in the mind of the gray-shirt practitioner, and the names of countless powerful exercises Jian Jing came to his mind one by one.

He couldn't help raising his head, squinting at the black sword light that seemed to melt in the sunlight.

He was afraid of any amazing changes in this black sword light.

However, as this black sword light approached, in his perception, the power of this black sword light was getting smaller and smaller, and the speed of flight was also getting slower and slower, then he felt the strong silence of the cold mean.

"Star condensing means."

He couldn't help whispering to himself, but his brows were unconsciously frowned.

He determined what kind of means it was, and determined that Ding Ning's cultivation practice was very weak for him.

It was just that he was a little vaguely disturbed... This young man who ran from the horse seemed to be able to see through his mind, and seemed to control the rhythm of this battle invisibly.

He certainly does not want anyone to control the rhythm of the battle.

So he took a deep breath, no longer hesitating, two pure spring-like real elements poured into the soles of his feet.

There are two pale blue jade pieces on the soles of his shoes.

These two pale cyan jade pieces are completely thin, and they don’t even have the thickness of a single strand of hair. I don’t know how to cut and polish them. However, there are countless countless thin jade faces. Fine runes.

With the infusion of his two strands of real elements, with a pop, two beams of blue light suddenly appeared at his feet.

His body disappeared in these two beams of blue light.

Is really gone.

Because at this moment, there was no such figure in the vision of everyone around him.