The Sword Dynasty

The sword spirit spewing out of the broken end of the end sword of Mahua, carrying all the broken stars and cold vitality, and the golden dust, bombarded Dr. Ai's chest.

With a muffled noise, Dr. Ai's chest quickly sags, and the whole person is like a big bird with wings flying against the courtyard door behind him.

There was another bang, and the whole door was torn apart, spattering into countless debris.

Doctor Ai slumped down on the ground, and when a spit of blood spewed out, the wood chips in front were still flying, and the blood stained the wood chips all red.

The handle was pointed at Ding Ning's back, and the tea-stained flying sword was suddenly weak. He flew past Ding Ning's ear and flew a few feet. Finally, he was unable to support it, and fell to the ground.

Ding Ning looked at the falling flying sword and stopped moving forward.

All the practitioners watching the battle were shocked and speechless.

From the beginning of the attack to the sword, to the final defeat of Dr. Ai's sword, Ding Ning was in one go, completely at his own pace.

If it is an opponent with the same cultivation practice, such a one-off attack is still just amazing, but Ding Ning and Ai Dafu are clearly different from a cultivation state, and still have such a masterful sword that fully masters the rhythm, but it is not only amazing. And it started to make people feel fear.

Ding Ning couldn't stand up, and nodded with the blood still spilling out of his mouth, and turned to his carriage.

It was only then that many talents began to regain their consciousness, before they had time to think about things that did not have time to respond.

"How could there be such a practice speed!"

The result of the consideration is more intense shock and fear. This emotion even makes a few people cry out directly, and these people are still the highest digits among all the practitioners watching the battle.

Because they judged Ding Ning's cultivation behavior.

At the end of the Minshan Jianhui, Ding Ning just entered the world.

It is absolutely impossible to make mistakes, because the countless practitioners who participated in the Minshan Sword Society were all in person, and Ding Ning could not even cover up the cultivation behavior.

Ding Ning was seriously injured in the Minshan Jianhui, and then returned to Moyuan to recuperate.

However, when he went to the Moyuan to meet the maiden named Rong and killed the galloping horse with a sword, he was already a middle-level practitioner of the Four Realms.

It's only a few days now, but Ding Ning's cultivation practice has already taken a big step forward!

What is this concept?

Even in the records of all history books, and even some story books, there is no such fast practice record.

This is ridiculous, but it appears so real in front of them, making their minds difficult to hold.

...

Looking at Ding Ning who walked back to the carriage calmly, Jing Liuli dropped her head slightly, without making a sound.

When she drove the carriage out of the street, behind her, the sounds of exclamation rumbled like tide, and she still kept her head slightly bowed, but the voice came to Ding Ning's ear in the car. In profile.

"Dr. Ai is ours?"

"How do you know?" Ding Ning also lowered his head slightly, leaning against the back wall of the carriage, and responded with a soft, tired voice.

"Too fast, too few words." Jing Liuli said, "Always think he promised to fight you too simply."

Ding Ning’s posture didn’t change, saying: “He has no ability to shirk, he can’t afford those in Guanzhong, not to mention he can’t hide in the palace like Ronggong, he knows clearly that he might suffer. To many embarrassing things."

"It's not just this question." Jing Liuli frowned and pondered for a moment, but didn't know how to describe it in words, just said: "It feels a bit wrong."

Ding Ningwei looked up at her back and said seriously, "You have made progress."

After getting a positive answer, Jing Liuli was inexplicably silent.

She pondered silently for a moment, and then went on to say: "The last sword that you disregarded his flying sword broke his charm, because he was originally ours, or if he was not ours, you would do the same , And I am sure that he is enough to break his rune defense, and that his flying sword will not hurt you?"

Ding Ning knew what she was thinking about, and answered again seriously: "If he is not ours, I will do the same."

Jing Liuli's brow jumped, and she couldn't help turning her head.

But Ding Ning has already spoken and said: "I know what you think... It seems to you that his flying sword is one point faster than me, so you can't understand why I dare to do that, and in the end why He will be fast."

"Because he thinks about one more thing than me, even if he is a real opponent, he will think about one more thing than me."

After a pause, Ding Ning looked at her and said: "He will first think about whether he can block my blow, or whether there are other ways for me to do this, even if he just makes a subconscious judgment. Can I block my blow, it will be slower than me. Because I want to enter, I will not leave a back path. You have to understand that even if some people can use two swords, at the same moment, he can never take care of two things at the same time. . He thinks about defense, and the sword that attacks from behind will be slow."

Regarding spiritual practice, Jingliu is definitely much smarter than most practitioners in the world.

She nodded quickly and said that she wanted to understand Ding Ning's statement, then went on to say, "Although Doctor Ai is seriously injured but will not die...so this is a plan for two birds with one stone? You find him to fight, you can let that The famous maiden sees your amazing progress and puts a lot of pressure on her, but can make her trust more in Doctor Aid. Doctor Aid may become an important piece against her in the future."

Ding Ning nodded and said sincerely: "You have really improved a lot."

Jing Liuli turned around, bowed slightly to him, and sincerely thanked, "Worship."

Listening to her four words, Ding Ning slightly mocked herself and said, "It sounds like it hurts you."

...

This battle happened quickly and ended quickly, and the result was delivered faster.

At the corner of Ye Celeng's small courtyard, a gardenia flower was blooming quietly. In the quiet sound, a blue pigeon flew in.

This pigeon has flown in more times, and has already become familiar with Baishanshui, so when Baishanshui's hand falls on it, it does not dodge, let Baishanshui take down the letterbox under its feet.

Looking at the content of the letter in the letter box, Bai Shanshui looked at the night policy standing on one side, and smiled with infinite emotion, "It is worthy of his successor, such things as the four realms win the five realms. accidental."

Ye Celen didn't reply, took the scroll in her hand, looked at it carefully, then turned her head to look at her and smiled, and revealed two beautiful dimples: "He should have realized the continuation of God's Secret ."

Bai Shanshui raised an eyebrow.

Ye Celen smiled, lowered his head slightly, and said lightly: "He had always wanted to practice the Xiantian God's tactics, but he still failed to do so. If he had obtained the Xiantian God's tactics, maybe Changling is not like that now. Of Changling."

"I only look at the future, not the past." Bai Shanshui said lightly with some arrogance: "If I want to force the maid, I just want him to move faster."

...

Almost at the same time, the results of the battle between Ding Ning and Doctor Ai spread into the depths of the royal palace and reached the ears of the female court surnamed Rong.

There was no change in her face.

Not because of calm, but because of fear.

The emotion of fear is already strange to her, and she has even forgotten it.

It's not her arrogance.

But she knew her position very well.

She is loyal to the queen and she can live in peace.

But now, this emotion is spreading unrestrained in her body.

After dozens of breaths, her body began to tremble.

"How is it possible, how can his cultivation practice improve so fast."

Her voice rang.

The sound is mutated and harsh.

She didn't know she was speaking, and she even thought it was not her own voice.

...

"Has passed the middle level of the four realms..."

At the same time, the queen slightly raised her head, not looking at the middle-aged man in the yellow robe standing on the outside of the study, but at the pure light falling from the upper patio.

"Continue God's Secret."

She slowly said these four words in her heart.