The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning did not stop there.

In a sense, he was the master of the Bashan Sword Field at this time, and the symbol of the entire Bashan Sword Field, especially when Emperor Yuanwu personally guessed that he was Wang Jingmeng’s rebirth rather than a successor. Ding Ning was present at the moment In the eyes of all these people, I am afraid there is not much difference from Wang Jingmeng.

At that time, even countless masters from all over the world gathered in Changling to kill Wang Jingmeng, but if Wang Jingmeng said anything, all the masters would listen.

This is enough weight.

What's more, Ding Ning still has Nine Dead Silkworm and why he can have such a perfect sword secret.

So nobody shot.

Everyone listened to his words.

"Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, Yuan Wu, today you want Fusu to accompany us to die together, but just don't want to lose an opportunity to kill us. In exchange for such a chance with a son, this is you and Bashan Jian The difference between those people in the field. Doing something, doing something, and using any means can make you profit for a while, but conquering the world, do you only rely on cultivation?"

Ding Ning looked at Yuan Wu, with a more sarcasm meaning: "What kind of dangerous war is Qin Chu, even you are enlisted, but you let Fusu go here with Sima wrong, maybe you want to take this opportunity to simply kill this son Forget it?"

Everyone in the field was suppressing their moods and their breaths. However, when he heard Ding Ning's words, even if everyone controlled it deliberately, countless subtle air-cooling sounds still gathered together and clearly sounded. .

Not long ago, a hidden old maid was forced out of the Qin Imperial Palace. It was a powerful master of the former Bashan Sword Field and a master of Zhao Yaofei.

But that incident also made all the Qin people secretly guess who whose son Fusu was.

"Fusu is naturally the flesh of the widow."

Yuan Wu seemed to hear the voices of all people. His voice still sounded peacefully, with suffocating majesty and vitality fluctuations. "It's not an idea to send to the frontline for training. What use are you saying these words?"

Ding Ning had some breathing difficulties, but he still laughed and said, "If it's not that you are really worried, why do you need to respond to my words at this time, especially if you just didn't want to talk, but you still say so now. Presumably you are also very in your heart Clearly, although the person was sent by Zheng Xiurang, it was not sent to let you kill."

After a pause, he looked at Yuan Wu with a provocative look and slightly mocked: "Maybe it was deliberately sent to see your heart, to see if you doubt this son."

"The widow is extraordinary, why use it with all will?"

Yuan Wu looked at Ding Ning calmly and coldly, and said slowly: "This is Jiangshan Sheji. For an unprecedented great Qin dynasty, even today, the widow must sacrifice, the widow will make the same choice."

"This is what you mean by righteousness?" Ding Ning smiled and said, "It's just that I said these words not to refute anything with you. I don't want to say what you mean by injustice. I let you say these words. , Not for me to listen, but for you to tell others."

"Remember when I told you there was really no way?"

Ding Ning's last sentence was to the long sun Qingxue beside him.

When this sentence sounded, he no longer looked at Yuan Wu, but looked at Changsun Qianxue.

When his sentence sounded, Yuan Wu suddenly felt that this kind of feeling could not be described as strange, but inexplicably felt that the other party could escape.There was a deep roar between his throats, and with this roar that didn't seem to him, a lot of bright light appeared on the surface of his body.

What glows is the meridian in his body. At this moment, the power in his body seems to be completely transformed into a bright beam that makes the Seven Realms incomprehensible, and penetrates through the body at a terrifying speed.

At this moment his body became not like human flesh, but like a charm.

Innumerable roars sounded from the extremely high altitude, as if there were countless gods and demons responding roaring above the sky, the sky covered by the wind and snow was torn into pieces, and countless huge beams of light fell like heaven punishment.

When the light of the hot sun at noon in summer is the most blazing, too bright will give people the feeling of white flowers, and at this time the brightness even makes everyone seem to become transparent, except for the bright and dazzling white in the eyes. , There is no longer any shadow.

There is no sense of presence in the sword, this blindness of light does not even make people feel murderous.

But the biggest danger is not feeling it.

Between the last breath, Chang Sun Qianxue clenched the Nine Nether Hades sword in his hand.

Before Ding Ning finally discovered the Great Sword, the Nine Nether Hades Sword was recognized as the strongest and most fierce sword in the world. This was the symbol of the old granddaughter of the Changling Mausoleum, but the Gongsun family did not dare to seal this sword for many years. Touching is because no one can surrender because it is too powerful.

The elder Sun Qingxue was hiding in Changling and spared no effort to repair this sword into a life sword. For her, this sword used to be her only hope of revenge.

Ding Ning and her had discussed the plan of revenge many times when Wutong fell in the middle of the night.

The key to revenge is to be alive before killing the enemy.

So one thing Ding Ning repeatedly mentioned is that in case he and Chang Sun Qingxue were exposed, they could not even escape Changling according to the retreat route he painted on the wall, when Changling was trapped by the regiment... That is when there is really no way.

This is the time when Ding Ning repeatedly mentioned.

Chang Sun Qingxue clenched the sword tightly, without any movement, but just put all the real elements and Yuan pressure in the body into the sword.

The deep and extreme color faded on the sword.

The accumulated cold accumulated in the sword of the Nine Nether Hades for some years was forced out by Chang Sun Qianxue all at once.

The Nine Nether Hades sword became transparent in her hands, like a crystal sword with the cleanest handle.

With a bang, the nether world appeared.

When the extreme light in the sky falls, the ground rises into a nether, dark, filled with the cold of silence.

The confrontation between light and darkness lasted only a moment.

Then it exploded on the plane of contact between the two sides.

At the beginning, there was no sound, only the white flames flying in the sky and the broken boulder of the frozen cold water in the frozen air.

It will be able to freely penetrate the twists and turns of the sunlight in this world, shining the scene of this train.

There are ice sculptures everywhere in the chariot line.

Almost all practitioners under the six realms are not simply frozen, but completely frozen and dead, and their flesh and blood become gray and black.

Under the impact of white pyrotechnics and boulders, the bodies of these practitioners exploded like glazed glass, bursting apart and even burning crystal dust.

The night owl stood between the ice chips, and two swords on both sides of him slowly disappeared like huge black wings.

Such a chill and the collision of the Eight Realms did not pose any threat to him, but it blocked his perception.

At this time, Ding Ning and others no longer existed in his vision and perception, but he knew this could not end like this, so he just turned slightly to look at Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu nodded to him and said indifferently: "They can't escape."

...

The old monk of Donghu folded his hands together, and the two ends of the staff had elemental air flowing out, binding the bodies of Ding Ning, Chang Sun Qianxue, and Fu Su.

He was like picking three people with this stick and walking fast.

In the battle of Fang Cai, he didn't have any obvious injuries, but at this time, he had many bright cracks on his back and legs.

Seize the moment to escape from the control of Yuan Wu, even his body can't bear it, and the muscles that are tougher than Jinshi have produced many fractures.

"I have a day and night that I can't shoot."

Ding Ning swallowed hard, and looked at the old Donghu monk.

Donghu monk nodded his head to understand.

He just couldn't see through the nine dead silkworms. As for Chang Sun Qianxue, he even consumed his life and vitality. For a long time to come, Chang Sun Qianxue was no different from ordinary people.

"We have to keep walking."

Ding Ning continued: "His last blow was not just killing, but also guarded against the possibility of our escape. We have his branded vitality on us."

The situation of Donghu's old monk is not optimistic, but he nodded and followed the direction of Ding Ning, saying, "I understand."