The Sword Dynasty

Lie Yinghong’s Zhen Yuanxiu has passed through the realm of the four realms. He kills the emperor insects faster. The picture of killing these emperor insects looks more fierce and shocking. However, in her eyes, it is the same as Ding Ning. For example, Lie Honghong's every action in this formation seems too green, still inefficient, and wastes a lot of unnecessary energy and truth.

Even if the number of emperors surrounding him was reduced by half at this time, he would not be able to kill him.

Lie Yinghong is much stronger than Shen Yi and Xie Changsheng, and the long sword in his hand is called the Whale Swallow Sword. It is also a well-known sword in the world.Xie Changsheng couldn't even take Lie Yinghong's sword, and by this means, he just made Lie Yinghong fall here.

In the world of practitioners, things related to victory and defeat, life and death, in particular, do not ask about the process at all, only the results.

Xie Changsheng achieved the desired result and changed her view. However, on the cliff above her, some warriors who watched the battle watched the scene of Lie Yinghong fighting these emperors, but they became more and more uneasy. Some people can’t even bear it at last. An old man wearing a purple Xingyue pattern robe first exclaimed angrily: "This kind of zerg is so powerful that it is almost comparable to the practitioners of the three realms of middle class, Lian Caijun. If Li Yinghong, who is ranked first in the book, will be seriously injured and lost here, such a competition will be too difficult and too meaningless."

Many people agree with the old man's words, but some people hold different opinions.

Only when the old man's voice just disappeared, a heavy cold hum already sounded.

"If you disagree with the rules of the sword society, you can choose not to participate in the sword society. These worms are just cultivators who are comparable to the middle class in the three realms, and they are not cultivators who are comparable in strength to the five realms. Select students. Moreover, this is not a competition that must be purely repaired. Xie Changsheng had previously figured out a way to get rid of the tracking of these Zergs. Obviously it was only a matter of method, but the blame on the competition itself was meaningless, which is It’s true that you can’t swim but you think your pants are big."

These words are extremely irrespective of the words themselves and the tone. The old man wearing a purple Xingyue pattern robe is naturally furious. He turned his head and wanted to refute a few words with the person who said it, but he was seeing clearly. When the sounding man was a middle-aged horse-faced man in a blue robe, he breathed a breath and swallowed a word that was about to blurt out.

The middle-aged horse-faced man in a blue robe is Lu Qingli of You Jianzong, a person from Guanzhong, and many outstanding young people from Guanzhong who came to Changling to make a living before becoming a practitioner or enlisted in the army. Thanks to Xie's support, most practitioners from Guanzhong respect Xie's family.

Refuting the battle at this time is equivalent to refuting Xie Changsheng's victory in exchange for life. This old man's cultivation practice is almost the same as Lu Qingli's, but Lu Qingli is younger than him, and his blood is much stronger. If it is true When the dispute starts, he loses most of the time, not to mention that he may attract the anger of many practitioners who were born in the gate.

The old man no longer spoke, but Lu Qingli slowly squinted his eyes and spit out another sentence: "Fang Cai Ding Ning didn't see any objections when facing these worms. Now I will mention these words again. , I'm afraid it's too late."

There was a sudden silence around the cliff, and the old man in the purple Xingyue pattern robe didn't feel more angry, but instead felt a trace of coldness in his heart.

Because everyone heard that Lu Qingli's sentence was not directed against him, but was openly dissatisfied with the commander behind Lie Yinghong's name.

Many people were born in Jiaodong County during this time, and many people endured the grace of the palace. What they cared about most was the idea of ​​the hostess in the palace, compared with some practitioners who sympathized with the encounter at the Baiyang Cave. Speaking of which, the number and strength of these people will naturally be much greater, but the dare not to sacrifice their lives and the struggle to spare their lives have nothing to do with the number.

In the silence, Lu Qing narrowed his eyes tighter, narrowing his eyes into a thin blade.

He looked at the blue palace where Xie Changsheng was involved, took a deep breath, and at the same time thought very coldly in his heart, the person who instructed Lie Yinghong to do this had better pray that Xie Changsheng could live, Otherwise, it will pay a heavy price.

Regardless of whether this is due to Xie Changsheng's own choice, he only knows that some things cannot exceed the limit.

Ling Xuexu died at the beginning of the Minshan Jianhui, and Linglie Yinghong chased down these friends around Ding Ning. In the eyes of many people, it exceeded the limit.

The curtain of the camp trembles violently and flicks outward.

Although the surname Rong had more real power than many officials, her identity was only a maiden in the palace, so at this time she could not show her head and could only stay in the rest camp to hear the reward.

Listening to the return of the middle-aged man in Huangpao, her face also began to be clouded, and the air around her body was swelled out by the natural energy flowing from her.

She is just a person who does things for others, and is not fighting for her own honor and face, so when doing these things, she can not care about other people's views at all, or even care about others' insults to her, but she cannot allow herself Failure to do things.

Lie Yinghong is the most important piece in her hand, but who would have thought that this piece would be directly damaged in the hands of Xie Changsheng, a young boy in Guanzhong who seemed to be completely ignored?

Thinking of such things would only make those proud teenagers more proud, without any warning or admonishment, and her face was even more ugly.

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The emperor's residual limbs and broken ice edges scattered all over the ground, making Lie Honghong very difficult to set foot on.

In just a few dozen breaths, he had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and one of them was a terrible penetrating wound.

In the eyes of all the people watching the battle, his ending is already doomed.

However, he did not want to give up.

A stern cry rang from his mouth, and his double pupils flashed some green flames, and the body of the whale-swallowing sword suddenly burst into hundreds of green sword lights.

These sword lights spread like a willow branch and flicked out.

Many sour cracking sounds in the air.

This sound includes the sound of cracked carapace, the sound of broken bones and the sound of bursting flesh and blood.

The bodies of dozens of king worms centered on him exploded in an instant and turned into countless irregular pieces of flesh and blood.

At the next moment, the leather boots under his feet also made a near-explosion sound. His whole body was like an out-of-control wagon, rushing out frantically, skimming towards the stream where Xie Changsheng had fallen.

However, at this moment, the blood that burst into Lie Honghong's body was suddenly frozen.

His magical green pupil was covered by a dark curtain.

A whole body was as bloody as he was, and he was extremely stubborn, carrying this sword light that absorbed all the light like a shady scene in front of him.

A loud bang.

The whale-swallowing sword in his hand was sucked in by the unique binding power, and struck violently with the long sword in the shady scene.

With the unconscious spurt of true yuan in his body, a wave of air exploded between the two swords, and his body was forced to take three steps back, and the figure that rushed to him was He flew directly by his sword.

This momentary block was enough to cut off Lie Honghong's last hope.

As the black dissipated in the air in front of him, dozens of bleak sounds had already sounded around his body.

The sky outside him was like a canvas, cut by dozens of high-speed rushing emperors.

Many of the commanders of various practice sites on the cliff watched the figure that was shocked and fell in the bushes of thorns, and his emotions fluctuated again.

"Xue Wangxu received a good apprentice."

Someone couldn't help but sigh softly and with emotion.

At this time, falling down in the bush of thorns, the figure that was cut again and countless wounds was naturally Shen Yi.

This sword has consumed all his strength, and he can't even stand up again at this time.

In the sight of the masters on the cliff, Zhang Yi, Ding Ning, and Shen Yi can be regarded as the candidates of Xue Wangxue's true disciples in Baiyangdong. Someone fell at this time, and some people were still struggling to survive. Someone has passed the time and calmly walked towards the exit of this pass. However, whether it is the figure that fell at this time or the figure that is continuing to move forward, it is enough to make most of them respect and sigh, even jealous.

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The sea of ​​crimson thorns is quiet, because the air enveloping the unique magic circle here is split, the air and light in every hundred feet of area are bizarrely distorted, and the result is not only sound and some airflows being directed to specific directions, And the fusion and impact of the vitality also produced wonderful light, making the sky above the vast plains of the mountain as if there was always an invisible sun with warm and warm sunlight.

Ding Ning, who had a very precise grasp of the passage of time, knew that the mountains outside were now late at night.

Perhaps it was because the mountains outside were already in the middle of the night, so when he dragged his tired body to the blue palace that Qing Yaoyin pointed to, the wind blowing from the opened temple door was obviously a little bit He was so cold that he was soaked with sweat.

A man appeared in front of the hall.

The man also wore a sapphire-colored robe representing the identity of Minshan Jianzong practitioner, but he held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and his face was extremely gentle and delicate. There was no obvious sword on his body or sharp sword. People don't feel like a powerful swordsman, but like a private school teacher who wants to teach.

He also looked at Ding Ning who walked to the entrance of the palace with emotion, nodding his head as a gift, congratulating Ding Ning on passing this pass, but he couldn't help but whispered, "Why are you doing this?"

Ding Ning knew this man. He knew that this man was the same gentleman as Zhang Yi. At the same time, he also understood the man's kindness.

But at this time listening to the man's voice, he inexplicably thought of a conversation with Changsun Qianxue and thought of Changsun Qianxue's answer at the time.

"Because I feel unfair."

Ding Ningwei raised his head, looked at the man, and calmly replied: "So I want to do this."

The man sighed, but said nothing more, and gave aside to let Ding Ning pass through the hall door.

Apart from Jingliu, no one else knew that this man at the entrance was actually a level.

This man's examination is character and temperament.

So when Ding Ning stepped into this blue palace, it was actually equivalent to passing the first place in two consecutive competitions.