The Sword Dynasty

"Nice to meet the Nine Nether Hades sword, and the grandmother of the Gongsun family."

This general was Bai Qi, commander of the killing army. He glanced at Ding Ning, and his eyes fell back to Chang Sun Qianxue. He said, "It's just that not everyone in this situation is interested in telling the past to the enemy."

"In a sense." His eyes fell on his body, and then said: "Wang Jingmeng represents Bashan Jianchang, and now you represent Bashan Jianchang."

There was frozen blood in his clothing corner.

Although the wound on his body no longer bleeds, the old monk's battle caused him more serious injuries than a bleeding wound that was transparent before and after.

In such a cold and lack of vitality, he really does not have much time to waste.

Ding Ning heard Bai Qi's contempt, but he looked at Bai Qi calmly and said, "Bashan Jianchang is never afraid of accounting, but at least he has to figure out where the accounting came from."

Bai Qi raised his head slowly, looking at the night sky above, and said softly indifferently: "Only those who can live can count the accounts."

It doesn't make sense to settle accounts with the dead.

Ding Ning understands that Bai Qi means that he is the one who can calculate the accounts, and Ding Ning and Chang Sun Qingxue, including the old monk, will die here.

However, Ding Ning naturally does not think so.

He looked at Bai Qi, who slowly raised his head and looked at the night sky above. He didn't speak to Bai Qi anymore. Instead, he spoke to Chang Sun Qianxue in front of him and said in a voice that only he and Chang Sun Qianxue could hear: "He is now The confidence comes from Zheng Xiu. The extreme cold here belongs to your field, but it is also very high. The vitality of heaven and earth is very thin, but it is closer to the starry sky, and it is easier to let the vitality of Xingchen fall, so this is also the realm of Zheng Xiu."

"Zheng Xiu has obtained the continuation of God's tactics, so I will not interfere with her fight, otherwise she will know that I have not died."

Looking at Chang Sun Qingxue, who suddenly turned his head, Ding Ning then said seriously: "Here you have no advantage over Zheng Xiu...but you wanted to have a chance to fight with her many years ago. You have been waiting in Changling all these years. I had a chance to play fair with her, so I have confidence in you."

"You have confidence in me, and of course I will win."

Chang Sun Qianxue laughed extremely rare.

She has always been noble and cold, but in her smile at this time, there is a fanatic taste!

As early as many years ago, she was unwilling to feel that she would lose to Zheng Xiu.

However, Wang Jingmeng had already accepted Zheng Xiu, and she was better than Jian, and it had no meaning.

So proud she drifted away and left Changling alone.

Gongsun's family died, she thought it was from Wang Jingmeng's hand, and she turned from love to hate, unable to forgive Wang Jingmeng.

However, Wang Jingmeng died in Changling, and she returned to Changling.

In Changling, she didn’t want anything else. What she wanted was to have the chance to fight Zheng Xiu, and then kill Zheng Xiu!

For many years in the past, this was even the only meaning of her life.

...

In the black sky, many stars suddenly lit up.

Because it is very close to the sky, the stars are very large and very strange.

The brightest stars at this moment are extremely pale.

Then the stars, which seemed to be reachable with their hands, burned as if the flames were extremely heavy, falling down.

A breath of life was slowly released from Bai Qi's body.

A real natal sword appeared in his hand.

The sword is long, long and transparent, without any runes, just like the ordinary extremely pure white crystal, but it is born with an indifferent killing intention.

When Bai Qiheng sword on the chest, this sword seems to become a mirror.

Countless beams of pale sparks fell on his sword.

"Every time... Is it really good to use so many people?"

Ding Ning thought of Gu Huai and more people. He sneered and shook his head.

Bai Qi pushed the sword forward calmly.

At this moment he seemed extremely relaxed.

Because this is not his sword intention, all he has to do is make a mirror to reflect the sword intention.

He believes that the hostess deep in the palace has also felt the breath of the Nine Nether Hades sword, so the spark that fell on his sword this time is also cold but extremely fierce!

Countless beams of pale sparks fell on the mirror-like sword, flowing down like a waterfall at the edge of the blade, forming a thin layer, parallel to this frozen lake, and cut towards Changsun Qianxue!

The smile of Chang Sun Qianxue suddenly disappeared.

Just as the thinner one's lips, the sharper and colder they look.

Innumerable beams of fire condensed into a thinner layer than snow flakes, seemingly common across, but with infinitely powerful meaning.

She hasn’t seen Zheng Xiu for many years, but at this moment she understands that Ding Ning said to her right. In recent years, Zheng Xiu is far more terrible than before. When she tried her best, she even exceeded her imagination.

The faint blue color flowed rapidly in her right hand and piled up.

The Nine Nether Hades sword was once considered to be the most fierce and coldest sword in the world. At this time, the power was freely released in the hands of Chang Sun Qianxue. The deep color continued to deepen, and it had already released the power to deter the soul, but it was receiving For a moment, the elder Sun Qianxue threw away many of the strongest secret swords of the Gongsun family, and also discarded some of the strongest sword styles she had cultivated in these years, but used a sword that was not too special. .

The most fierce and coldest sword in her hand was drawn gently, just like a brow pencil, and fell on the oncoming thin layer of sparks.

This sword-like name is "Thrush".

This sword is entangled with countless Changling old things, that is, the sword style of the former Wang Jingmeng's sword that pierced the daughter of Chen Guoji, Ji Qingqing.

This sword style is not difficult to comprehend. It is very common for most sword masters in Changling.

At that time, Wang Jingmeng defeated Ji Qingqing with such a common sword style, and made a stroke on Ji Qingqing's face, more naturally it was humiliation.

At the moment, Chang Sun Qingxue used such a trick because she really wanted to...want...to use such a sword style to draw such a sword on Zheng Xiu's face.

Shameless?

This is her sword intention.

She has accumulated sword spirit for many years and represents her deepest obsession.

So the sword of this sword is extremely powerful. In Ding Ning's eyes at this time, it is impeccable, perfect and powerful.

"Click".

A thin layer of spider-like crystal cracks suddenly emerged from the thin layer of sparks.

Then countless tiny crystal cracks spread this layer of sparks and spread to Bai Qi's sword.

Bai Qi's breath was sudden.

He intuitively felt that his sword was bombarded by countless giant mountains.

A beast-like howl burst out of his throat naturally, his left hand fell on the hilt, and blood splashed between his right palms to suppress the sword and prevent it from flying out of his hand.

The spark broke.

It looks like it's rolling towards the starry sky.

It was like a burning white rope burning towards the sky.

In the royal palace of Changling, a soft bang sounded.

Zheng Xiu, who was standing in front of Lingquan, leaned forward, and a gulp of blood poured out of her lips.

A lot of scarlet blooddrops were sprinkled on the white lotus among the spirit springs, rolling like dewdrops.