The Sword Dynasty

"put!"

A clear female voice sounded.

It was Nangong Caishu who made this sound.

Her face was very assassinated, but because of the real battle for the first time, such orders were issued, so there was a tremor in her sharp voice.

It was just that the dozens of sergeants who had previously received orders to gather behind her did not hesitate.

These dozens of sergeants are old sergeants, and the task they have always undertaken in the army is to deal with the practitioner's flying sword.

The cultivator's flying sword is the fastest weapon to harvest life on the battlefield, so although these sergeants are not cultivators, they have gone through many violent strangulations, and their will has been tempered like iron.

They have naturally filtered all the murmurs on the battlefield, including any murmurs in the voice of Nangong Caishu. When the military order sounded, these sergeants almost raised the crossbow machine in their hands almost expressionlessly, and buckled it very smoothly and quickly Copper trigger in the hand.

Dozens of strange roaring sounds rang in the air at the same time.

This voice is no stranger to practitioners who have experienced battle fronts.

Dozens of copper-colored metal flowers spread out in the air, all of which were metal nets with heavy falling objects on the edges.

The slightly cyan flying sword that was just provoked struggled like a fish that fell into the net, but the more struggling, the more the nets were entangled into one piece, and finally bound into a group, becoming a copper-colored The metal ball hit the ground fiercely.

This is the beam sword net of the Great Qin Dynasty. A large amount of lead copper net is added to bind the flying sword. At the same time, it can isolate the penetration of the world's vitality and the flow of true energy to the greatest extent, but if it is not the only one, it is fleeting. If it wasn't for this flying sword to be provoked by another flying sword, just how could these beam sword nets be easily hit and finally restrain this flying sword?

Unstoppable cheers and roars sounded in the army.

These sergeants naturally knew how much they would have to pay to deal with a cultivator on weekdays. However, just this moment, the other three cultivators have been directly killed and a flying sword directly tied, which is equivalent to the powerful swordsman. He lost his arm directly.

All of this only stems from several military orders issued by Ding Ning before continuing the march.

"Sword Sword!"

Until this time, some of the several practitioners that continued to appear in the grass did not react. The violent flying sword that appeared earlier was not the flying sword they had shot, but Ding Ning's own flying sword!

"puff!"

A thick cloud of blood spewed out of the throat of a yellow dress practitioner standing in the grass.

The flying sword that had just picked up the slightly blue flying sword was clearly located in the same area, but it was very timely to escape the shackles of the sword nets. At this time, it quietly passed through the grass and directly penetrated the newly lost name. Throat of practitioners of Flying Sword!

The white sword light only appeared for a moment behind the practitioner, and then disappeared without knowing where it belonged.

The threat of this flying sword, coupled with the sudden eruption of this army's life to harvest the practitioners' life, made this world seem stagnate at the same time.

There are a total of seven practitioners who have emerged from the grass.

At this time, only three were stuck in Kusama.

No new military orders were issued.

It was just that all the sergeants were already in awe of Ding Ning's ability to show up in several military orders, so this army showed a cold and mountainous momentum more than usual.

This momentum made the three practitioners standing in the grass seem even more cold.

A practitioner took a step forward.

When everyone moved and he moved, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

This is a middle-aged man with white hair in temples.

Ding looked at him quietly.

The middle-aged man bowed and made a salute to Ding Ning, and then asked, "It is only a matter of strategy to use the trick of swords, but why do you expect our people to appear behind your army?" Is that location?"

"Does it make sense?"

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and said ironically, "Even if I answer your question, can you go back?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "No one wants to die deliberately, maybe we have other options."

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly laughed, saying: "The people who can see may have other ideas, but the people who can't see, should not change their original intentions and want me to die. So unless those look The missing person died."

Ding Ning's remarks are too difficult for most sergeants to understand, but the middle-aged man opposite him, including the rest of the practitioners, are well aware of the meaning contained in these remarks.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a bitter smile and said, "Can't there be a slight compromise?"

Ding Ning looked at him and two other practitioners and said, "How else would I believe you?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.

He didn't seem to respond, but the moment he hung his head slightly, there were two angry snaps in the desolate grass.

The two figures rushed out from under the soil, the grass and the soil above were washed into a thick fog, and under the two figures, there was a sword light flashing faintly.

Looking at the sword light chasing the two figures, Ding Ning's arm suddenly raised, his palms stood upright, and he made a beheaded gesture.

Looking at the place where Ding Ning gestured, not only the several heralds beside him, but Guo Feng and Nang Cai Cai's eyes were instantly filled with shocking light.

However, military orders are military orders.

Several heralds watched Ding Ning's firm gesture, and the flag on his hand also waved!

"wind!"

"Gale!"

Shen Leng's army was like a volcano erupting in an instant, making a tsunami-like sound.

All of the crossbow carts and charms exploded at this moment, and the heavy metal rolled up like a wind at this moment, covering the sky, and then fell like a mountain.

The middle-aged man looked up, his face pale.

These metal killers covering up the sky, not the two practitioners, but him and the other two practitioners.

Two practitioners behind him let out a loud scream and flew towards the middle-aged man.

Two swords are as bright as light, desperately trying to protect this middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man knew that it was impossible to change the final outcome.

That one seemed to be chasing the flying swords of the two practitioners who plundered from the ground, and quickly withdrew towards his body. At the same time, he just shook his head and said, "Go quickly if you can. "

"Boom!"

A heavy hammering sounded between heaven and earth.

When heavy objects flying in the sky hit the ground at the same time, the whole ground rippled like waves.

The two practitioners beside him uttered a cry of sorrow, and they had no intention of escaping.

Both arms of the sword were bloody and could not be lifted.

What makes these two people most sad is that there are several flying swords that have already flown from the army in front, and none of those flying swords have the first flying sword.

The first flying sword with fine flowers in full bloom now appeared in front of the flying sword withdrawn by the middle-aged man.