The Sword Dynasty

The Minshan Jianzong practitioner who surnamed He was naturally Heshanjian.

At this time, most of the candidates in the field did not know that Minshan Jianzong died such a practitioner before the last sword test. However, almost all the teachers in the practice field knew that this happened.

It's just that they don't know how He Zhaoxi got the news, or what the relationship between He Zhaoxi and He Shan was.

"He is my uncle, I practice sword with him when I am young."

He Zhaoxi looked at the distant mountains and said slowly.

Zhang Yi didn't know what was happening. He looked at He Zhaoxi incomprehensiblely. He didn't understand what the death of the Mingshan Jianzong practitioner mentioned by He Zhaoxi had anything to do with Ding Ning.

"My uncle is the best practitioner of the He family. Whoever he takes orders from, I naturally take orders from him."

He Zhaoxi did not look at Zhang Yi, then continued.

Hearing this sentence, all the masters of the practice sites who knew He Shanjian died in the hands of Baili Suxue knew that He Zhaoxi and He Shanjian, as well as more practice sites of the He family, had always been in the palace. A perfect hostess.

"You are so willing to use it for others?" Zhang Yi still looked at He Zhaoxi with some incomprehension, trembling: "I always think that practitioners always have to follow some of their emotions..."

"My uncle died because of this incident. The person who killed my uncle wanted to bet on Ding Ningsheng. I don't want Ding Ningsheng. This is my most direct emotion now." He Zhaoxi directly interrupted Zhang Yi's words. Said.

The thoughts of Liang Qinqin once again exuded in the minds of many spiritual masters.

He Zhaoxi's words reminded them which cultivator to die, and which cultivator was most suitable to die, perhaps because of deliberate arrangements.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt standing on the mountain road couldn't help mourning again.

The horizontal and vertical tomb is a chess board.

People like him and He Zhaoxi can never get rid of the fate of chess pieces.

Zhang Yi increasingly felt that what He Zhaoxi said was ridiculous, but he couldn't find any words to refute He Zhaoxi.

"I'll wait for you."

He Zhaoxi didn't say anything to him anymore, took his eyes away from the distant mountains, glanced at Ding Ning beside him, and began to walk towards the open space in front.

Everyone's eyes fell back on Ding Ning, and then many people took a breath. They saw Ding Ning's eyes closed quietly, seemingly using this short rest time to enter the quiet practice and supplement the true element.

Lin Suixin did not say anything, but just waited patiently.

A tea time is very short, as accurate as setting an hourglass, Ding Ning opened his closed eyes at the end of a tea time.

Then he saluted Lin Sui, who was waiting patiently, and said, "Then please ask the seniors not to arrange a competition, I will challenge them one by one."

"what!"

When Duanmu Jingzong appeared, he was quickly defeated by Ding Ning, and then Ding Ning found out He Zhaoxi, the darkest chess that was most like dark chess. There was some numbness in them, but when Ding Ning's words sounded, they were instantly caught in a strong shock, and even couldn't help but doubt their ears.

Gu Xichun and Ye Haoran's bodies shook uncontrollably at the same time, and the two couldn't help glancing at each other.

Ding Ning did not look at the two of them when he spoke to Lin Xuanxin, but both of them knew that Ding Ning’s next challenge to be challenged one by one could only be the two of them.

Ye Haoran's brow furrowed deeply.

Gu Xichun couldn't help laughing.

He smiled happily and sincerely.

This is simply the most funny joke in the world.

Zhang Yihe, Du Gubai, Yi Xin and others also froze.

They also finally understood the true meaning of Ding Ning's sentence.

Ding Ning wanted to use one person's strength to directly defeat He Chaoxi, Gu Xichun and Ye Haoran and others to win the first place!

"You already guessed he was going to do this?"

Pan Ruoye listened to the exclamation around her, and looked at Huang Zhenwei, who hadn't changed much, Xiumei frowned, and asked indifferently.

Huang Zhenwei smiled bitterly and said softly: "When he directly challenged Duanmu Jingzong, I had a hunch, but I didn't expect that he would really do that."

"If you can win the first place in this way, and directly end the sword test, it will naturally be more hearty, and it is the biggest scenery that can give Baiyang Cave and Xue Wangxu."

Pan Ruoye no longer looked at Huang Zhenwei, took a deep breath, and whispered to himself: "He really deserves the last sword in his hand."

...

"Only a person like him can really turn this world-famous sword into a grudge between him and the palace, and only he can do such a great job." Du Gubai returned to God with emotion and admiration. Shook his head and said, "As long as he can win He Zhaoxi, Gu Xichun and Ye Haoran in a row, we will give up his duel and he will naturally be the first."

Yi Xin smiled slightly, and said, "If he can do it, will you not abstain?"

Du Gubai smiled: "He was enough to be my teacher. If he can win three in a row, he will naturally be the first in this Minshan Swords Club. Do I still have a face to fight with him?"

"It's a four-game winning streak." Yi Xin said with emotion: "Duanmu Jingzong, He Zhaoxi, Gu Xichun, Ye Haoran... Of all the young talents in Changling, who can achieve these four in a row?"

Zhang Yi opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Because even he felt impossible.

Even though he has always felt that his "little teacher" is an extraordinary person, Ding Ning is a flesh and blood after all, he will be tired, he will bleed, and true yuan will also be consumed.

"This is impossible!"

Finally, some electors shouted absently in a strong shock.

"Dare to do it is one thing, can it be done one thing."

At this moment, a ridiculous sound with a deep sense of irony sounded and clearly passed into everyone's pinna.

Gu Xichun spoke out.

The redness around Gu Xichun's eyes was as strong as rouge. He mocked at Ding Ning, who had begun to walk towards He Zhaoxi, and then sneered, "Xie Changsheng said that every time I judge you, it will be reversed. However, I am unbelievable. If the practitioners of the three realms can continuously defeat the practitioners of the four realms, what should be done to clearly divide the realm of all the practice books of that day?"

Most of the candidates in the field did not like Gu Xichun, a shadowy Jianshan student who appeared in the top three positions of Caijun, and especially disliked his soft temperament, but at the moment his words made them all shocked. After the reaction, Ding Ning was not yet a practitioner of the same spiritual realm as Gu Xichun and Ye Haoran.

Ding Ning has not yet arrived.

To win, he must continuously cross the border to win.

This is absolutely impossible... This is something that is not recorded in the classics and history books of the world.

But is there really no such record?

Looking at the faces of Gu Xichun and these selected students, Jing Liuli's eyes were slightly shocked, but there was a clear sense of sarcasm.

She thought in her heart that there was no such record, but that there was no such record in Changling. It was just that you were too young to have seen such a record.

...

Ding Ning did not respond to Gu Xichun's words.

In his view, as the woman's dark chess, He Zhaoxi was more dangerous than Gu Xichun.

In the face of the opponent he has chosen and destined to deal with, it is a waste of spirit even to think of some sarcasm.

A dark cloud floated.

Covering the starry sky, the valley looked darker.

The time is right.

Ding Ning finally gave some pleasure.

This is brazen.

For the first time in Changling, he was the first time to have such a pleasure, and he could be such a presumptuous one.

"bring it on."

He raised his head and looked at He Zhaoxi, who was a lot taller than him, and then raised the end sword of Mohua, crossing his sword across his chest, and said.

He Zhaoxi also raised his head.

He heard the sound of Xia Chan in the distance.

For him, this is his song.

Then he took hold of the sword that Ding Ning helped him choose, without any hesitation in making the sword.

In the dark night, a harsh cicada sounded.