The Sword Dynasty

The black mist disperses and the vision is clear.

A guardian swordsman suddenly discovered that a Wu Cultivator in a wolf leather robe was on his side, and he almost stabbed him with a subconscious lifting of his sword.

With a loud noise, when his sword pierced from the left belly of this Wu's country practitioner, and pierced out from his right belly, the body of this Wu's country practitioner suddenly arched, and when the wailing wailing sounded, this place It was only after the Guardian Sword Master that he was so easily a sword that struck a very high practitioner.

A small black swordless whine in the air whimpered and landed.

There are countless things around the practitioners who can kill them, especially in the face of some more lethal threats. Any sudden change can determine their life and death.

As for the whole battle situation, some people's deaths are just to achieve an important purpose.

That's the moment.

This Wu's country practitioner was punctured by a sword, and his stomach would die without doubt. However, in the last time of his life, he did not kill the ordinary swordsman who killed himself. Counterattack, but inject the last power into the handleless black sword that fell underground.

The black sword suddenly got a new life, flew up sharply, and picked up a crimson flying sword.

This crimson flying sword was falling towards the back of a practised Wu Shi country practitioner.

The time at this moment almost stopped.

The black mist dissipated, and the afterglow of the setting sun had disappeared, but under the reflection of the bright flames emitted by many sword lights on the battlefield, a very bright rainbow appeared in the lingering water vapor.

The practitioner of Wu's country seemed to fly on this rainbow and fell to Ding Ning on the mountain.

Different from the ordinary practitioners of Wu's country, this practitioner of Wu's country wore a gray cotton robe and looked much lighter.

His hair was naturally gray, not tied up. At this time, he looked up slightly indifferently, looking at Ding Ning above, secretly thinking that he could have such a thrilling temperament. Obviously, he could not be the commander of this army. Pretend.

So many people died just to get close to you, then you should die.

...

"Shuiyunsha!"

Ding Ning looked at the Wu Cultivator who came from behind and smiled self-deprecatingly, and said these three words to Nangong Cai Shu beside him.

Nangong was puzzled, but without hesitation, the sword in his hand drew several crystal lines in the oncoming cold wind.

Layers of mist appeared in the sky above.

The mist is hazy like a gauze, refracting the brilliance in the battlefield, and forming a rainbow after another.

The practitioner of Wu's country danced in the sky and his body was flush with the mountain and stone standing by Ding Ning.

Ding Ning took his hands and looked calmly at this Wushu country practitioner who came from the sky without any movement.

The practitioner of Wu's country looked at Ding Ning, the real element in his body frantically revealed from the surface of his skin, and a gray radiance of arc shape appeared in front of him, like a gray meniscus, and in growing.

Guo Feng behind Ding Ning felt the powerful meaning.

He couldn't understand why Ding Ning would make Nangong Cai Shu use such a sword, and at the same time, Ding Ning didn't try to block it.

Without anyone blocking, Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu will be killed in the next breath.

He only shot.

A black three-foot-wide sword flew out of his waist, and with a bang, walking along the straight sword path favorite by Changling practitioners, he greeted the Uzbek practitioner who came in battle.

The practitioner of Wu's country who came from the sky glanced indifferently at the black broad sword, and the arc-shaped gray brilliance in front of him suddenly bloomed.

There was another bang in the air.

Focusing on this practitioner of the Wu Kingdom, a burst of vitality formed a gray ball, protecting him in the middle, and in front of him, there was a ripple visible to the naked eye.

Guo Feng groaned, and the whole person flew back with a black broad sword like a rock.

The bodies of Ding Ning and Nangong Caijun were blown by a violent wind, and the two bodies fluttered.

The body of this practitioner of Wu's country did not fall backward, his feet landed steadily, and his toes fell on the rocks.

"Ok?"

The leader of the Fei Su Su guards was struck by a single blow. At this time, the figure of the Wu's country practitioner was actually forced to the extreme in the eyes of everyone. With a whisper.

He felt that his one-time blow was enough to kill Guo Feng, not as simple as Zhen Fei and hurting his opponent.

"Water cloud yarn"

Ding Ning repeated again.

Nangong picks out the sword.

The practitioner of Wu's country raised his head slightly indifferently, and at the same time he saw those flaky water clouds in the afterglow of his eyes, he already understood why his first strike would be weakened by so much power.

He really wanted to ask how the teenager with his hands in front of him, so calm that he felt weird, knew how such a sword will have such a dramatic impact on his true condensed world.

But now he has more important things to do...he must kill this strange boy immediately.

He took a deep breath, and his right hand fingers trembling violently. Five fingers tapped in the void at high speed, turning the real element from his fingertips into countless broken points.

The heaven and earth vigours scattered in the sky once again gathered sharply and collided, generating a more powerful strange power.

Several grey vortices appeared in front of him, as if several grey lances were spinning.

Ding Ning is still just holding his hands.

The residual sword of the end of the flower is strange, silently flew out of a cloud behind the practitioner of Wu's country silently, and fell extremely insidiously and gently towards the practitioner of Wu's country neck.

The indifferent mouth of this Wu Cultivator's indifferent mouth slightly ridiculed. He didn't look back, but just moved the five fingers of his right hand a few times at a higher speed.

With a snorting sound, a vortex that condensed in front of him flew out strangely, hitting the residual sword of the end of the flower accurately.

In the imagination of the practitioner of the Wu Kingdom, this blow was enough to make Ding Ning lose control of the flying sword, and at the same time his powerful force would cause Ding Ning to be hit hard.

However, what he did not expect was that his blow was like a blow.

There seems to be no power at all on the end of the sword of the end of the flower, so he was rushed back by this gray vortex, and turned into a dim meteor.

Ding Ning in his field of vision has not changed in any way, and has not been shaken.

It's just that in the wind around me, there seems to be some subtle wind drifting on both sides.

This is only possible when Fang Ning has just abandoned the sword, breaking the connection with this flying sword.

Abandoning the sword directly only shows that this sword is just a cover to attract his attention.

Where is the real killer?

He felt a sharp murderous intention behind him again.

That fierce killing intention came from a crimson flying sword.

According to the information from Gu Yuguan before, he knows that the owner of this flying sword is an envoy of a caravan who rushed here from the back city of Yinshan.This cult was born in Liangshan Jianyuan, and was the strongest practitioner in Guyuguan at this time.

This practitioner and the other nearly 100 practitioners who had stopped them from rushing forward were already in the Gu prison.

...

There were a lot of thoughts flashing in his mind at this moment, but he was too late to think about it.

He only knew that although this flying sword was strong and fast, it was not enough to stop himself from killing the boy opposite.

So, dare the other boy dare to use his life to make another bait?

He couldn't understand, but the five fingers of his right hand didn't stop bouncing, and several gray vortices condensed into a sword shape, and then rushed forward.

He didn't pay attention to his feet.

At his feet is a hard mountain, and there is no real fluctuation.

But he didn't notice a thin crack in the hard mountain.

This gap can only allow a sword to pass through.

At this moment, a sword was extremely stable, without any friction between the sword body and this gap, and it stabs upward from below.

Before this sword pierced the bottom of his boot and penetrated his flesh, there was no real element fluctuation.

There were no signs of heat and life in the mountains below.

This sword is like a sword stabbed by the dead.

And at the moment when he pierced his flesh and blood, the pain on the sole of his foot came into his mind, and the moment when he reacted to what happened, the sharp and indifferent sword and killing intention erupted with the true element.

With a puff, the sword's intention went straight up, and the powerful Wuxi practitioner only heard a strange sound in his body.

He subconsciously wanted to scream, and wanted to fight back to kill this practitioner who was lurking in the mountains and rocks below.

However, he instantly lost consciousness.

He died instantly!

This sword, simply and swiftly broke through several blood lines that are important to the human body, and instantly died.

This sword is the dead sword of Minshan Jianzong Shao.

The sharp sword body was drawn out of the body of this dead Uji cultivator, and he looked a little bit green and emotional.

The body of this Wu Cultivator fell forward, and several gray sword lights turned into scattered energy when they were several feet away from Ding Ning, which made Ding Ning's robe hunt.

Puffed.

The practitioner of Wu's country fell in front of Ding Ning.

The two armies in the fierce strangling below paused, and the time seemed to stop.