The Sword Dynasty

Hundred Eyes Sword, Heavenly Demon Sword Sword Classic, most of the electors haven’t even heard of it, but looking at Zhou Wannian’s look, everyone knows what Ding Ning said is true.

In the world of practitioners, knowledge is also a kind of power.

At this time, all these candidates have already felt the power of Ding Ning.

Gu Xichun looked at Ding Ning opposite Zhou Wannian in silence. His slightly depressed eyes became strangely reddish, and his hand holding the hilt tightened consciously.

Although he still has absolute confidence, he is inevitably threatened at this time.

At this moment, his red eyes suddenly shrank.

No lights were ignited in the valley, but many of the long swords of the practitioners were radiating brilliance. All he and all the spectator candidates clearly saw Ding Ning turned sideways and glanced at the ground.

Almost all the candidates had more shocked emotions in their eyes.

There was a crimson worm lying on it.

When all of them first entered the valley, the long worm shocked them, but as the sword club began, they began to ignore the existence of the long worm.

Ding Ning now reminds them all of this tiny movement.

This long bug still follows Ding Ning.

Even though it looks very shy, it still follows Ding Ning obediently.

This represents tame.

Such a picture is even more shocking.

"He did it on purpose."

Seeing Ding Ning's small moves, Jing Liuli said slowly with only the Dantai Guanjian voice that he could hear clearly.

Dantai Guanjian nodded slightly, and he shared the same view.

Jing Liuli lowered her eyelids slightly and said, "But I don't think he will be that simple."

Won't it be that simple?

Then what else will he do?

There is a hint of self-deprecation in the mouth of Dantai Guanjian. The young genius of the Changling generation is too simple.

"You can't beat me."

At this moment, Ding Ning had spoken calmly again. He watched Zhou Wannian, whose face became pale, repeated this sentence, and then said seriously: "I promised that Master Xue Dong will get the first place, so wait Will be shot, I will not have anything left."

Zhou Wannian's hands shook slightly. Hearing Ding Ning's words, he couldn't help but screamed loudly: "If you say the first place is the first place, Ding Ning, don't you think it's too ridiculous?"

Ding Ning looked at Zhou Wannian, whose mind was already in chaos. He didn't say much, but held the handle of the end sword of Malhua peacefully, and then took the sword as a gift.

"How do you know? Those who die on the battlefield are often people with high eyes and low hands!"

Zhou Wannian could no longer control his emotions. With a scream, Zheng screamed, and a sword light had emerged.

The hilt in his hand was black, with many silver runes wrapped in silk. The hilt was also black, but the sword was covered with oval silver runes, which looked like hundreds of eyes.

At the moment when she separated from the scabbard, Zhenyuan had not completely flowed away from the sword body. The wind in the valley blew across the sword body. In the silver runes on the sword body, numerous whimper sounds.

This voice is like many women and children crying behind a wall after a great war.

Zhenyuan rushed out of Zhou Wangiann’s fingers, but it was not as smooth as the Mercury Lay. There was a wonderful setback. A stream of Zhenyuan hit each other. The whole sword oscillated at the same time as it was drawn out. The sound made in the runes suddenly changed.

The sounds such as crying through the city walls became extremely sharp instantly, as if there were countless claws holding the smooth glazed surface. This sound made many candidates who watched the battle instantly feel horrified, and their chests were annoying and abnormal, and they would vomit stand up.

At the same time, however, many melodious sounds sounded in the air above, as if there were countless invisible figures walking through.

Many people become trance, the sword light Zhou Zhounian wields becomes hazy in their eyes, and becomes unreal.

Jing Liuli's eyes are as clear as real glaze. She is naturally impossible to be affected by such magic sounds. Her eyes fall on Ding Ning.

Ding Ning made his sword at this time.

Although she can't see Ding Ning's eyes like many others at this time, but only Ding Ning's quiet posture at the moment of the sword can make her feel that Ding Ning has not been affected at all.

Ding Ning's actions are not fast.

When Zhou Wannian's body was broken, and the black and silver gleaming sword light was only a few feet away from Ding Ning's body, Ding Ning's palm began to express trueness.

The flow of true yuan is not sharp, but it seems to be stable.

When Zhou Wannian's sword was one foot away from him, the true element of his palm flowed to the forefront of the end of the end of the sword.

At the end of the last flower, the white sword flowers began to bloom, and then the cracks on the front of the sword differentiated.

Ding Ning waved his sword.

The mood is soft and casual.

Just like on a summer night, a person standing under the front steps of the pavilion saw the streamer flying towards him, and patted at random with the fan in his hand.

However, just this time, there were many bright filament-like sword qi in the air.

What's even more amazing is that these bright filament-like sword air suddenly condensed countless points of faint fluorescence, just like countless flying fireflies, beautiful and true.

These fluorescent lights flew to Zhou Wangiannian together.

Zhou Wannian's arm has stretched out suddenly.

With the sharp extension of his flexed arm, the sword light in his hand also seemed to prolong suddenly, and it was about to pierce Ding Ning's chest directly.

But at this moment, a strange cry with horror and unwillingness suddenly sounded in his mouth.

The magic sound suddenly stopped, and he instantly withdrew more than ten feet away.

Wisps of blood slowly flowed down from him.

Looking at Ding Ning, who had received his sword, his face was full of unbelievable expressions.

Most of the selected students looked at Zhou Xiaonian's many small blood springs, and his face was also unbelievable.

Even though Zhou Wannian can still stand at this time, they can be sure that many blood vessels in Zhou Yinnian's body have been pierced, and even the internal organs have suffered some damage, and they can no longer fight.

In other words, just a sword... Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wangian with a sword.

With more in-depth thinking, these candidates were even more shocked.

Ding Ning's sword is extremely subtle, and it doesn't look like the sword style that Aries Cave can possess.

"It's the sword style on that sword tire!"

Someone made a sound in shock.

The person who made this sound was Shi Guanzi, from Hengyun Jianguan, who ranked 14th in the talent list.

Facing the eyes turned around by people around, Shi Guanzi said with a slight trembling voice: "It's the style in the sword classic before the sword fetus.

"The turbulent firefly style in the Han Dili Firefly Sword." Jing Liuli looked sideways at Dantai Guanjian, as if talking to Dantai Guanjian, and as if he said to himself: "He turned out to be I want to give these people a greater sense of fear. Now the more these people think about it...Is it like you are scaring yourself?"

At this time, the atmosphere was very heavy, but Dantai Guanjian couldn't help smiling.

There was silence again.

A practitioner of Minshan Jianzong had arrived at Zhou Wangiann's side, and he tried to stop Zhou Wangnian's bleeding first.

Since the practitioners of Minshan Jianzong intervened, it represented the end of this showdown.

Ding Ning has already turned around.

The crimson worm twitched, but immediately followed his movements, twisting his body to keep up.

At this time, more and more candidates are thoroughly thinking clearly.

Ding Ning's sword defeated Zhou Wannian. The most important reason is not his knowledge, nor Ding Ning's ability to perceive is too terrifying, but in a short time, he learned such a delicate and powerful sword from that sword. formula.

The most important reason is that Ding Ning's timing was too precise.

At every point, the streamer is like a sharp flying blade, and it is flying in the air, the number is amazing, but with Zhou Wannian's strength, if he usually catches such a sword, even if he can't block all these streamers, he can at least block it with a sword. Most of them can at least ensure that some important parts of their bodies are not stabbed.

However, under this sword, Zhou Wannian does not have any counterattack ability.

Because when Ding Ning's streaming fireflies flew, it was the moment when Zhou Wannian changed his moves and suddenly launched a decisive killing.

Zhou Wangnian's sword intentions have been completed, too late to change.

With the sword, the flow rate of the true element, the sword gas emptied, forming the sword symbol, flying out of the flow firefly to complete this exquisite sword style, Ding Ning's grasp of every time is perfect and impeccable.

There was a lot of applause breaking the silence.

Surprised to the extreme, Zhang Yi turned her head and only saw Du Gubai vigorously applauding.

"Even if he changed another sword style, Ding Ning should be able to easily defeat Zhou Wangian with one sword."

Looking at Zhang Yi, who turned around, the lonely white cheek also had a strange fuchsia. He said seriously: "Your brother, really strong."

Zhang Yi was extremely humble on weekdays, but when he heard this solitary praise, he was not humble, but said naturally and proudly: "My younger brother is already very strong."

"He deliberately wanted to be scary, so he deliberately used the tricks on the sword tire." Xu Lianhua swallowed hard and swallowed, and said with a white face: "But I was also scared."