The Sword Dynasty
472 Breaking with a sword
This sword is probably the weakest sword that Shen Xuan entered when he entered the Seven Realms.
However, when his three sword qi broke through the nose of Ding Ning's three sword lights, the whole valley, and even the wind and rain that filled the whole world in their perception, was like a tear, an endless wind and rain. Then it spewed out from that mouth.
The middle-aged man's spine white dragon dragon spine was still walking through the air, but the unparalleled sword intention he carried was broken. When there was a loud bang, this sweeping dragon dragon spine was blocked by Li Xixing holding a sword .
Li Xixing looked at the slightly trembling fangs sword in his hand, looked at the huge dragon spine that had been retreated back by his own shock, thinking of Fang Cai's unparalleled sword, he couldn't believe it was true.
Hu Jingjing stared blankly at Ding Ning, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
A strange hissing sound started from the strange middle-aged man.
It seemed that even he felt unbelievable, and felt that his sword like this was so broken and angry.
At the moment when such a strange hissing sound rang from him, the bone surface of the white Jiaolong spine was instantly covered with many black raindrops.
The black raindrops flowed down the bone surface, forming a strong line of symbols.
A buzzing sound.
The wind and rain suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth, and there is no more wind and rain.
However, the dragon keel was full of wind and rain, just like the wind and rain between heaven and earth were all attracted to this dragon keel.
The dragon keel, which is harder than the world's black iron, explodes continuously, travels through the air and turns into powder, and then is dragged into a new sword and a black sword by the strange and powerful heaven and earth.
Hundreds of black swords with a terrifying killing intention, densely covered the space in front of them, this is still a unique sword intention.
Shen Xuan stood up, facing the sword, he was still convinced that he couldn't block it.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning had already calmly made a sword.
The remaining sword in his hand and the entire arm were in an absolute straight line for a moment, and the sword qi condensed into a bunch, and it stabbed straight and decisively to a point in the air in front.
There was nothing there, not even any black sword.
This is still a very common sword trick called "Dongjin".
This sword move is only a bit more powerful, and has no other magical effect. It is only used by general swordsmen to penetrate heavy armor on the battlefield.
Shen Xuan is still puzzled, but he has no choice.
He also produced a sword, which is also "hole gold".
Kaka Kaka...
Two straight swords broke away, and there seemed to be many broken sounds in the seemingly empty air.
Shen Xuan clearly felt the impact of power. He felt that there was a rope holding many kites in the air that had been punctured by the sword of him and Ding Ning.
This kite line is a rune line condensed by the opponent's true element. The main channel for the air flow of the heaven and earth element supporting this sword is the hundreds of black swords.
This piece of rune line, hundreds of black swords like a broken kite, fluttered in an instant.
Li Xixing crossed the sword.
An invisible sword gas like a wall.
The white bone meal and the black water mist impacted on the sword gas condensed by his sword like layers of spray foam, but it was insurmountable.
This kind of picture makes Li Xixing feel an illusion that he is too strong.
The wind and rain disappeared again.
Shen Xuan found himself alive.
However, the wind and rain seemed to shake into his heart, making him more shocked.
This is purely breaking swords with swords, with tricks, not only to instantly sense the other party's sword intentions, but also use the most appropriate sword moves to break.
He has only seen this ability in one person.
However, the man had read the swords of the world and had to fight countless powerful sword masters in the world before he could reach the sword.
How could Ding Ning have such a realm of Wanjian?
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When he was shocked to be difficult for himself, Ding Ning had already made a sword again.
The residual sword at the end of his hand shuddered and swept out.
Dozens of sword qi swayed, arousing the vitality of the world, forming a strong wind like a sail.
This is still an ordinary sword, called "Breaking the River."
When the sword of Ding Ning was handed out, the middle-aged man's left hand had been stretched out straight, not like a living creature. His left hand had already revealed a strong breath of life.
The giant purple jade tree connected to him shook wildly, and the sky over Zu Mountain thundered.
A real rain started in the wasteland.
No longer is the white spirit rain, but a gang wind with cold air in it.
It's like a knife with countless handles falling.
Rune comes from the extreme cold.
The middle-aged man was no different from the real master. After the first two swords were broken by Ding Ning, he pushed his true yuan and the awakened heaven and earth into the sky.
Since the emergence of this sword, the sword's intention has become great, and it is impossible to break it by breaking its root.
At this time, even if there are other seven realm strongmen besides Shen Xuan, seeing this kind of scene with their own eyes, they will not think that Ding Ning can still break this sword.
However, at the same time, Ding Ning's left hand has also been extended, even three points.
"Blood Sea Flower"
"Monopoly"
"Ming Jingguang"
Three sharp low-pitched sounds rang in his mouth at the same time.
Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing stopped breathing at the same time, and then almost simultaneously produced swords.
Ding Ning drank the names of the three sword moves.
These three sword moves are learned by the three of them, and belong to the three of them.
What puzzled them most was that Ding Ning’s three points on his left hand not only made out the true element, accurately calibrated the position, but even brought out some of the swordsmanship of these three sword moves, so the three of them immediately understood , Is to ask the three of them to separate these three swords!
Shen Xuan's cultivation is not comparable to those of the other two. Although the swords were produced almost at the same time, the sword's intention naturally occurred at the earliest.
As far as his heart was concerned, the pure breath of life also flowed out of his body continuously. In the sword light of a deep red sea, like a flower formed by blood.
The second sword formation was not Li Xixing's sword formation, but from Hu Jingjing.
A transparent and pure light burst out, with a kind of aura that can dilute everything.
Li Xixing's sword was originally faster than Hu Jingjing's, but his sword seems to be very difficult and heavy.
The tip of his sword was in the air, moving like a seal.
A bang.
An invisible wall also fell from the sky.
The power of these three swords is also impossible to withstand the endless wind and rain of the middle-aged man, the power is still not in a level.
However, when the sword of the three swords finally spilled.The space at the bottom of the valley seemed to be oscillated and tilted.
Ding Ning is only playing the most common sword trick.
But the space at the bottom of the valley seemed to form a crystal, which was then pryed by the remaining sword in his hand and tilted to one side.
Raindrops and gang winds falling from the endless sky, with horror sword and sword, but like running water, rushed to the side of the mountain wall, and no trace fell to the bottom of the valley where they were.
Puff Puff Puff Puff...
The hard mountain walls and the swaying green grass are so fragile that they are cut into pieces like paper, leaving countless deep ravines.
The juice of the green grass is mixed with stone powder and flows down like a waterfall.
Even the middle-aged man connected to the tree seemed completely unable to understand why Ding Ning and Shen Xuan and others could block the sword, and there was a slight pause.
Just then, Ding Ning took a natural step forward.
He seemed to be a natural slush stream mixed with grass juice and stone powder rushing down a mountain wall, but at the same time, he had already reported three sword names, and his left hand was continuous. Bounced three times.
"Ye Feihua!"
"Curse!"
"Middle Candle!"
Following his instructions, the figures of Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing also seem to be unconsciously driven by him.
Three different sword intentions did not form a joint force, but a strange collision was sent out in the air.
A canopy of dust spread like dust.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt dangerous and his body shook slightly.
There was a snort.
Behind him was a gleam of light.
Several beards that connected him to the giant purple jade tree were cut off, and strange purple liquid was sprayed continuously along the beard's fracture.