The Sword Dynasty

Xie Changsheng's complexion suddenly turned white.

Even when he faced the first sword fetus severely coughing up blood, he didn't feel too much fear, but when he saw this young girl in green robe, he was scared by heart.

This fear comes more from the animal's instinct and nature, not from the difference in strength, just like an adult ram, but it still feels scared to see a young wolf.

He has seen countless young talents before, but he has never felt this way before.

"What a terrible monster are you?"

Looking at the Qingpao girl, such a sound sounded in his heart for the first time, and then at the next moment, he thought of a possibility, and his body began to freeze.

Xie Ronghe's situation is not much better than Xie Changsheng. At this time, the only thing that can act is Zhang Yi.

Because he was ceremonial, he was very frightened at this moment, but he paid a homage to the young girl in the green robe and the young man behind the girl.

"Excuse me?"

"I am Jing Liuli."

The Qingpao girl answered very directly, and didn't care about how her simple and rough answer caused a great uproar in these people's hearts.

"So you should understand that I have the right to let him have to explain to me."

The girl with a cold light on her face looked at Zhang Yi and continued.

Zhang Yi could not express any objections.

The name Jingliu is indeed the biggest qualification.

Even if she is not in the gate of Jianzong, Minshan, her name is sufficient to require many people to do many things.

Because from the early years of Yuanwu to now, she and Anbao Shi of Lingxu Jianmen have always been considered by everyone as the strongest practitioners in the future of the Great Qin Dynasty.

In other words, no accident, the young girl in green robe in front of him is the successor of Jianzong Minshan in the future.

The next generation of Sovereign Sword Sect Master Minshan.

At this time, the young girl in the green robe had already had the majesty of some patriarchs.

Zhang Yi nodded slowly.

He was about to turn around, but Jing Liuli, the most famous girl in the world, stopped him.

"I can wait."

She glanced at the handwriting next to Ding Ning and said, "Before this matter is known, in order to ensure the fairness of this test, you don't need to wake him up now, you don't need to interrupt his practice, you can wait for you as he left a message. After all the people come out, wake him up."

Her remarks are very fair.

Zhang Yi and others have nothing to say.

At this moment, a chill came suddenly inexplicably in the air.

Hoarfrost suddenly appeared on a grass on the edge of the circle, and then Xu Heshan's figure appeared.

In his hand, he carried a pure white sword, pure white snow color, exactly like a sword made of snow.

But there was always a ribbon of frozen air around the sword, and no snow could have such a cold.

Suddenly seeing Jing Liuli, Xu Heshan's body also froze for the first time.

"This is the Hanjiang Qianxuejian, a natal sword enshrined by the Wei emperor of the great Wei Dynasty in the past. Although it has lost its vitality, it is also the coldest sword in the Jiangu." Jing Liuli is only Speaking indifferently, he didn't even turn around to look at Xu Heshan more.

Xu Heshan has also come out, only Nan Gong Cai Shu and Shen Yi.

"The sword's name hates the branch, the master sword of Handi Qianlian Palace." However, Jing Liuli continued almost without stopping.

Before her voice fell, Shen Yi's figure appeared.

In Shen Yi's hand was a sword with a lustrous luster, and the handle was covered with dark blue twigs.

After saying this sentence, it seems to know that Nangong Cai Shu will not appear soon, so Jing Liuli stopped.

"What kind of sword am I?"

Xie Changsheng couldn't help but speak out.

He felt that his fear was flabbergasted at this time, and at this time he was making a noise, half because he wanted to get rid of this fear.

"One sword shines through the nineteenth city. This is the former Zhao Zhao's first glory sword in the Zhao dynasty. Only when he appeared in his hands, it was always brilliant. Very few people could see the true body of this sword."

Jing Liuli gave Xie Changsheng a casual look, and seemed to see Xie Changsheng's thoughts at this time, a hint of nonchalant irony appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Xie Rou gritted his teeth.

She also wanted to know what sword was in her hand, but the more she asked instinctively, the more unfavorable to Ding Ning.

At this point, Jing Liuli was looking at Xie Changsheng, and then said slowly, "Nangong Caishu is slow because it is as difficult as you choose. She has to choose between the fish bow sword and the gold sword. She compares You are careful."

"Now that she has chosen, she has chosen the fish intestine sword."

Somehow, listening to Jing Liuli's indifferent and indifferent words, and looking at the sarcasm in her mouth, Xie Changsheng felt annoyed for no reason.

"What kind of sword is the fish intestine sword." He said angrily with his neck straight.

"You must haven't even heard the name of this sword. The masters of these swords were already killed before you were born. Many of these swords are powerful, but they are not famous until they are killed. They are rarely recorded in the classics. , So I don’t even understand how he would let you choose these swords."

Jing Liuli didn't answer his question, her eyes turned to Ding Ning, and more and more frost grew on her face. Then she said, "You can wake him up."

The grass on the edge of the circle made a strange noise.

The figure of Nangong Caishu appeared.

Jing Liuli said that he would do it, and wait for everyone to choose the sword, and then call Ding Ning.

Zhang Yi swallowed hard, then stretched out his left hand in an unusually stiff posture and patted Ding Ning's shoulder.

Ding Ning's eyelashes jumped and his eyes opened.

The green robe girl frowned deeply unconsciously.

Because Ding Ning's eyes fell on her for the first time, but Ding Ning's face was still calm.

"I am Jing Liuli."

She stared at Ding Ning's eyes and said, "You must answer some of my questions. This determines whether you can continue to participate in the Minshan Sword Club."

Ding Ning looked at Jing Liuli in silence.

Only when he saw the legendary girl did he determine which rumors were true.

Feeling the girl's breath, he can be sure that even in the era when Bashan Jianchang was the most powerful... if this girl was born in that era, he would certainly be able to occupy a place among the top powerhouses.

Jing Liuli's eyes narrowed slightly.

She is not used to someone being so calm in front of her, nor is she not used to answering her own words immediately.

Just when she wanted to speak again, Ding Ning nodded.

"How do you know these swords?"

"How do you think there might be such a sea of ​​swords in Jiangu?"

"Did someone divulge to you all the contents of Minshan Jianhui in advance?"

"If this is the case, no matter what identity the person is in the Minshan Swords Club, he will never be able to protect you."

Jing Liuli opened her mouth and said four words even with a cold face.

Hearing her words, even Xie Changsheng began to suspect that someone had leaked everything to Ding Ning Minshan Jianhui in advance.

Because Ding Ning's previous performance, it seems that he can't use any reasonable reason to explain except cheating.

But Ding Ning began to explain.

He said quietly: "I know these swords are because I spent a long time with the Zhou family ancestors. I heard him talk about countless old famous swords. These swords are only a part of them."

The chill on Jingliu's face was even heavier.

Although the ancestor of the Zhou family was an old man in Changling, he knew that these swords were unexamined. Especially now that he is dead, any explanation that pushes what is to be pursued on a dead person cannot be convincing.

But she didn't speak immediately because she wanted to see how Ding Ning answered her next question.

That's the really difficult question to explain.

"I think there might be that kind of sword sea in Jiangu because of the second sword tire." However, Ding Ning said nothing calmly.

Jing Liuli's eyes flashed sharply, and she suddenly said, "What does it have to do with the second sword tire?"

"None of the sword scriptures engraved on the second sword fetus resembles the sword scriptures of our great Qin dynasty. Then I think that Minshan Jianzong did not have any precedents to reveal the sword scriptures, and these sword scriptures are so profound. I thought that these sword scriptures could only come from the three dynasties where I was destroyed by Daqin, and they were all things from outsiders. It doesn’t matter if outsiders see them."

Ding Ning looked at her calmly and said, "Everyone has weaknesses, including those who arrange for the Minshan Swords Club. Naturally, they also have weaknesses. I want to win at this sword meeting, and I will naturally arrange for the Minshan Swords Club. The person who is also an enemy is trying to figure out, thinking about whether there are any rules to follow in this person's behavior. Since the second sword tire is full of foreign things, I think that this part of the sword selection may also be foreign things. "

"Since the sword scriptures on the second sword tire are so exquisite, I want to act with this person... The sword valley selections that will be arranged next will naturally be very amazing swords."

"So I think there may be many famous swords from the Three Dynasties, but I did not expect that there will be so many swords, it would be such a piece of sword mound."

Listening to Ding Ning's peaceful remarks, Jing Liuli's eyes deepened with real shock.

The questions she found difficult to answer came from such reasonable inferences.

The most important thing is that she herself is the arranger of the Minshan Sword Society as Ding Ning said... Is it possible that Ding Ning can do this only because of some weaknesses in her personality and rules of conduct?

As long as it is a weakness, it can be exploited.

So she was really shocked.