The Sword Dynasty

The same breakthrough, and Ding Ning is only three to four realms, but it brings a stronger shock to everyone.

Because Ding Ning came to Baiyang Cave in the autumn of last year to start practice, even though the entire Changling later knew that Xue Wangxu gave Baiyang Cave Spirit Vessel to Ding Ning for practice, but by this time from three realms to four realms, the speed of this practice, It can no longer be used too fast, but can only be described as incredible.

Especially since Ding Ning's half-day Tongxuan, his spiritual advancement has been paid attention to, and has been traced. Most of the practice sites know that by the time the sword will begin, he is just barely approaching the peak of the Three Realms.

So, Ye Haoran can be confident, and the Xiu Realm has actually arrived long ago, just to hide the Xiu Qi, and has been stepping on that door, just stepping over at this time, but Ding Ning is different, Ding Ning could not have reached this door long ago. .

Immediately before arriving at this door, I walked directly in the past. This completely obstacle-free breakthrough is not recorded in the history books. It is something that I can’t believe without seeing it with my own eyes.

The whole valley is full of unbelievable and shocking emotions, but at this time, Jing Liuli laughed.

Her previous smile was very cold, and she was always full of that kind of vigorous, but at this time her smile was warm and bright.

Dantai Guanjian couldn't help turning to look at her.

He was worried that Jing Liuli's state of mind would have problems, which would affect his future practice.

"Who can believe it? Although at his age, his cultivation practice is not the highest, but he has surpassed most of his peers in this world with only one year of cultivation. Who would suspect that he is a flash in the pan?"

Jing Liuli didn’t go to watch the sword in Dantai, still smiling brilliantly, and then said: "From now on, Minshan Jianzong has two, and there is only one Lingxu sword gate. My Minshan Jianzong, after all, is Daqin. The First Sword Sect."

Dantai Guanjian was startled.

He immediately responded that his worries were wrong.

In Jing Liuli's sentence, there are two Minshan Jianzong, one naturally refers to herself, the other is now Ding Ning, and there is only one Lingxu Jianmen, which naturally refers to An Baoshi.

So Jing Liuli can say such things, the standing height has been different.

She sees far away, and sees the future.

Ye Haoran's eyelashes flickered, and then his eyes opened, bright as stars.

The plain white shirt on his body stretched toward the surrounding air, and a strong wave of heaven and earth violently burst above the valley, with a palpable sword in it.

The breath on his body was quiet and stable. Zhenyuan and Heaven and Earth vitality ran in the body without feeling jerky.

Like everyone’s guess in the valley, he could have crossed into the five realms as long as he took that step.

At this time, he felt the fresh breath coming from the opposite side, but there was not much shock in his eyes, but he couldn't help smiling again, and said to himself: "Interesting."

This kind of unobstructed broken mirror, which is not even recorded in the history books, is naturally an incredible thing for him.

It was just in his eyes that Ding Ning was about to die, so the broken mirror like Ding Ning just made him feel interesting, without causing the slightest shock.

A whine whispered from his sleeve.

A small white handleless sword flew out of his sleeve like a life.

The pupils of many of the students in the valley and the masters of the practice grounds have shrunk. They all understand that, just like the Dan Heng sword is Gu Xichun's real sword, this flying sword that has been hidden in Ye Haoran's sleeve is Ye Haoran's real sword. .

After a snort, it was a crack.

The small white sword without a handle turned into a stream of fireflies and immediately reached behind Ding Ning, stabbing at the large artery on his neck.

Ding Ning opened his eyes at this time, he could not even raise his hands, but with the sharp injection of his real element, the cracks at the front end of the final sword of the end of the flower were full of streamer, the sword silk fluttered, and it was laid out in front of the white sword. Several pieces of silky blue sword spirit.

White Jianguang collided with these few sword lights, and flew back lightly, and the broken silky blue sword gas disappeared. However, several blood marks appeared in Ding Ning's neck, and he began to make blood.

Ye Haoran looked at Ding Ning indifferently, his hands drooped naturally, and no special movements were seen, but the flying white handleless white sword disappeared, and disappeared into the night instantly.

The Flying Sword disappeared without a trace, and even the spectator's electors felt great fear.

The practitioners under the five realms have little resistance to the unbelievable flying sword. This fear is as natural as some animals seeing natural enemies.Ye Haoran's unpredictability of Feijian at this time also made them clearly aware that Ye Haoran had no idea which way to practice the Feijian's method. If they changed them to fight against the enemy, I am afraid that even the reaction Too late to react, he was killed by a sword.

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Where did that white flying sword go?

Ding Ning had a subtle sound in the tuft of grass in front of him, and some grass scraps flew up, but he still just waited quietly, and did not immediately issue his sword.

A faint sword shadow quietly bypassed the cluttered grass, and then jumped up high, suddenly turned into a lightning down the sky, and stabbed Ding Ning's back!

At this moment, Ding Ning did not look behind him. The waist and abdomen were violently exerted, and the whole body twisted like a twist. The final sword in the hand was chopped towards this sinister flying sword with a sultry momentum!

After putting the Buddha's head, his eyes were long, and the final sword of the end of the flower met the small white sword without a handle.

A loud bang.

The white little sword still flew back, but the white sword light on the body of the sword produced ripples like waves.

Without stopping at all, Ding Ning did not take care of Ye Haoran, who was not far behind. The body of Wei Gong, who had just turned, jumped like a leopard, and the sword that had not been fully recovered in his hand was severed again.

There was another bang in the air.

The white flying sword retreated.

Ding Ning enters again, and the residual sword at the end of his hand brings out a slip of the sword shadow, and accurately slashes again on the thin and light handleless sword sword!

The violent voice rose again.

It's just a short residual sword, but at the moment in Ding Ning's hands, it gave him a breath like he was holding a giant hammer.

Ding Ning chases the sword.

Many of the candidates in the valley are getting paler. If they encounter such a flying sword, they will only be desperate and beheaded by this flying sword, but at the moment Ding Ning is chasing this flying sword instead. .

Such a violent gesture, instead, made Ding Ning no longer passive. However, seeing such a picture, Ye Haoran only smiled faintly, with a slightly mocking look in his eyes.

The five fingers of his right hand slightly touched it, as if it was pulling some invisible strings. At the same time, the flow of the true element in his body suddenly accelerated.

Suddenly, the white flying sword flying back and forth in the air suddenly burst into a thud.

With a bang, there were two sledgehammers in the air hitting hard together.

A wave of air also visible in the dark burst between Ding Ning and the little sword.

Ding Ning's body violently.

The thin, thin, handleless white sword just flew a few feet backwards, and then traversed an arc violently, breaking the air waves that were still spreading out, and struck Ding Ning's eyebrows like lightning!

Ding Ning retreated.

A few dust flowers were spotted on the toes of both feet, and the residual sword of the last flower in the hand gently released the force, and the white little sword flew down.

The white sword seemed to have no contact with his body, but his chest and shirt suddenly had a crack, and a fresh wound appeared.

With a whimper, the white little sword flew back again, clinging to the ground and bringing up a wave of dust.

Almost all teachers in the practice area breathed heavily.

Ding Ning's performance in the face of Flying Sword is already perfect, especially his calmness... In the face of Flying Sword, whether he can remain calm at all times is the most important thing. The calmness he has shown is no less than that of some swords. The near attendant beside the teacher.

If Ding Ning's Zhen Yuan Xiu was close to Ye Haoran at this time, even if Ding Ning could not fly the sword to make the emperor's method, in the eyes of everyone, Ding Ning also had a great chance of defeating Ye Haoran.

However, there is an essential gap in strength, which is the biggest problem now.

The dull popping sound continued.

The thin white sessile little sword and the end of the endless sword meet continuously in the air.

Ding Ning's body continued to tremble violently. He accurately grasped the flying trajectory of Feijian every time. However, Feijian still left some wounds on his body every time he appeared.

The excited blush on Zhang Yi's face had long since subsided, all turned pale.

He looked at Ding Ning's more and more wounds and felt Ye Haoran's malicious intention.

Ye Haoran wanted to kill Ding Ning.

However, with people like Dantai Guanjian and Lin Suixin present, he could not directly kill Ding Ning with one sword.

However, he can continue to add new wounds to Ding Ning's body. With the continuous flow of blood, the blood in Ding Ning's body will always flow out and die... unless Ding Ning admits to lose.

It's just that Zhang Yi knows that Ding Ning is absolutely impossible to admit defeat.

So Ye Haoran wanted to kill Ding Ning slowly, just like Ling Chi.