The Sword Dynasty

Dare to assassinate Song Shenshu in the temperament, Ding Ning naturally has extraordinary combat experience, but the eyes of Feng Qing have become somewhat different, and the purple gold charm has not appeared in the hands of Feng Qing. He has been keenly aware of the danger.

Without a slight pause, his body leaped out again.

The remnant sword in his hand once again draws a line of lines in front of him.

Just as compared with before, his speed of drawing the line is even more amazing. The speed of his body is also faster, the sharp infuriating, even shattering his nails and flowing out the blood.

The two swords were formed on both sides of the body at the same time.

The bang banged.

Different from the previous swordsmanship, the two swords are bursting open at the moment. There is no condensed temperament of the ice, but the two groups of green scent are bursting.

In front of him, it is like two green hills erected and closed.

All the practitioners of Zhushan County who watched the battle were more dignified. No matter what kind of swords, it is impossible to have only one kind of sword. Naturally, it is impossible to draw only one kind of character. However, the more swords that can be drawn, It shows that the swords are going further together.

The level of the swordsmanship that was previously sealed and displayed is inferior to that of Ding Ning’s two swords in time. It is simply the difference between toddlers and adults who can rush.

Feng Qingyu knew that he was extremely underestimated the strength of the Changling boy who followed Xue Xingxue, but he did not care at this time.

With his screaming, an extremely powerful symbol suddenly burst from his left hand and enveloped a circle of more than ten feet.

All the air in this area is frozen and singularly shaken.

Even the heavy image of the kitchen behind him began to tremble, as if he was afraid of this power.

Xue’s eyes were slightly picked up, and both eyes were cold, like a layer of transparent mysterious ice shining.

The purple-gold symbol flies out of the hands of Feng Qing.

The golden line on the purple symbol is like a strange creature. It flies out from the symbol and spreads rapidly toward the space ahead.

In the next moment, in the screams of countless people, every small golden line has grown and become a true golden thunder!

In the purple gas rising, a golden thunder of a thick arm is twisted together, and the horrible breath at the front end is like a giant cockroach with a big mouth open.

The stone road along the way creaked, and the scattered thunder light instantly burned countless blackened traces.

Two pieces of green hills can't stop this violent symbol, and they will completely collapse when they touch the lightning at the front.

Ding Ning seems to be standing alone in the middle of such a lightning storm, standing in front of a myriad of disordered heaven and earth airflow beams, facing the lightning that is many times larger than his body. The emotion on his face is very complicated and somewhat sad. Some anger, but I can't see any fear.

His sword slashed the air in front of him smoothly and quickly, and at the moment when Leiguang contacted the two green hills, he became a square sword.

The white swords are spread out, and in the middle of the two green hills, there is a big river running in abrupt moments.

A dull bang swayed.

The number of shares was finally confirmed and violently collided.

Two pieces of green hills collapsed, and the rushing river was poured back, and the thunderbolt was still moving forward.

A dazzling array of lightning, passing through the mist and water, reflects more light, and has the momentum to grow up.

There was more happiness in Feng Qing’s eyes, and his body flew up and followed.

The broken cyan, the violent water vapor, the hot water that was burnt by the thunder, all rushed back.

All kinds of breath were pinched together by an invisible giant hand, and horrible rushed to Ding Ning's body.

Ding Ning's body was washed back and flew backwards. His coat was torn by various forces and made a tearing sound.

But his right hand with the sword is still extremely stable.

At this moment, he became a sword.

Many of the noble people in Zhushan County are moving.

The performance of Ding Ning at the moment made his swordsmanship bring an unyielding atmosphere against the water.

A gray world of heaven and earth fell on the huge river that was pouring down.

It is like a lonely sail on the horizon, going upstream.

The dazzling thunder and the violent sympathy continue to move forward, and the huge waves that are picked up will also throw up and tear the solitary sail.

Ding Ning's face is still absolutely calm.

Feeling the direction of the thunder, his eyes are suddenly bright and bright as stars.

The infuriating sword in his body rushed into the end of the sword, pouring into every small rune, pouring into every tiny crack.

At this point he did not draw any more.

Instead, when countless tiny white flowers bloomed on the sword, somewhere in the front, the handle was thrown out.

The blade suddenly dissipated, and countless swords stretched as if they had penetrated Su Qin's left hand.

At this moment, watching these flowers full of the end of the breath, I feel that Ding Ning has a momentum of no return, Feng Qianyun finally remembered something.

His face suddenly became white, and his body was filled with great fear.

The remnant sword that spreads the fine flowers penetrates into the huge waves.

This is a sword without any support from the successor. However, this sword is not to block, but to guide.

"it is good!"

Feel the exquisiteness of this sword, even the nervousness of the forgotten Xue can not help but patted the thigh and cheered loudly.

"actually…"

The nobles of Zhushan County on the mahogany chairs all exclaimed incredulously at this time, and many people could not help but stand up.

The scattered sword silk is in contact with a strip of lightning, and almost all the lightning light flows into the hilt along these swords, and emerges from the hilt and gathers into a brighter one.

However, the trend of these lightnings has completely changed.

This bright thunder rushed out of the current and slanted into the sky.

Bang!

While the thunder exploded in the air, the pouring water wave hit the body of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's body went backwards, and a bloodshot was hidden in his mouth.

"enough!"

However, he was watching the Fengqing squatting along the water, and he sighed with a low anger.

Feng Qingyi heard his drink, but at this time he did not hear the strong warning and threat of Ding Ning's anger.

He only saw the end of the fancy sword shining in the thunder, he only saw Ding Ning was injured, and there is no sword in his hand.

Therefore, he did not stop at all, and did not hesitate to face Ding Ning, a sword stabbed.

In front of the Danqing sword, a black sword gas emerged again.

Ding Ning's face once again became absolutely calm.

He no longer has any choices, even if he is, at this moment, only the real strength, it is possible to break the sword of the seal.

Since there is no choice, he will not consider the consequences and will not consider anything.

He reached out his right hand and pointed it to the sword.

His right hand nails have all been cracked before, and blood is flowing.

At this moment, the infuriating gas in his body rushed out without reservation. These blood rushed out of the infuriating air. In his hand, it was like a blood sword.

Instinct and blood don't have much power and can't compete with the tough and sharp Danqing sword.

However, at this time, it was completely awakened that Feng Qian, who had not completely regained consciousness from the memories of the past.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't have time to shout.

In front of Ding Ning, there were many more lines.

Many **** red lines.

The original, tender face was covered with cruelty, and the breath suddenly stopped, and the body quickly became stiff.

He has no time to make any reaction.

The **** red line has burned in front of him.

A lot of hot worlds have a sharp contraction.

On the river far away from the shadows, it seems like a round of sunset.

A bang.

The sunset and his sword tip have collided, and instantly smashed into countless **** red lines!

"what!"

When the countless blood-red fire lines smashed on his skin, the name of the young master of the family who had abolished the meaning of Ding Ning began to feel the fear of the heart, and then uttered a scream of screams. .

Oh...

The sound of numerous airflows passed through his body.

Numerous tiny fire lines pierced his body in an instant, with countless tiny blood passing through his body and dripping on the stone path behind him.

"grandfather…"

When the body has not yet fallen to the ground, Fengqing knows that everything in his body has been penetrated, the five internal organs, the marrow river, and even the sea of ​​sea and the jade palace... This moment, he is like a real child. Helpless turned his head and looked at the seal, and only shouted out the sound, and it was completely fainted.

"Clear!"

At the moment when most people have not yet fully reacted, Feng Qianyun gave a sigh of relief that was difficult to describe with words.

If he rushed out like a mad tiger, he caught the dynasty that had completely passed out.

"What sword is this?"

"With the instinct and blood as the line, cast a sword..."

"This kind of blow, even if it can save the lives, I am afraid that even the bed can not go down!"

"The young master of the family is actually being..."

Also until this time, all the talents in Zhushan County began to react thoroughly and what happened!

More shocking emotions that followed, made most people feel cold and numb.

Sealing thousands of turbidity always like a **** Buddha with a gentle and merciful face, this moment has been extremely distorted.

However, what many people can hardly imagine is that Ding Ning is only a very calm step forward, picking up the end of the sword that he has fallen to the ground.

A bang, like a flat thunder.

Around the body of the turbid body, a rotating wind wall suddenly appeared, and all his hair fluttered like a snake, endlessly killing, and constantly spreading out.

Xue forgot the slight brows, he stepped out, went to the front of Ding Ning, who was picking up the sword, and then looked at the madness like a madman, saying: "You should understand that he asked for it." ”

"Looking for yourself? Hahaha..."

Feng Qianyun suddenly laughed up in the sky.

"Get my sword!"

In the next moment, he gave a shocking arrogance.