The Sword Dynasty

"It seems to be in trouble. This article was started by."

Xue Forgot to pay attention to the boy, and immediately laughed, "Off the middle."

Hearing the words of Xue Forgetting, Zhang Yi, who still has tears on his face, couldn’t help but turn around. Looking at the teenager who was walking quickly, he was stunned and asked: "I don’t understand:" Cave Lord, how do you know that he is from Guanzhong?"

"Guanzhong is the origin of my Daqin dynasty, and only the practitioners there, there is no beauty in carrying the sword than the swordsman of Changling, like carrying a **** or a chopping axe. The same." Xue forgot to smile and said.

Zhang Yi looked at the juvenile shelf that was coming, very heroic, but the angle of the sword on the back was really a problem. It looked like a **** on the back and there was no beauty. He felt that Xue was forgetting. It’s too interesting, I can’t help but burst into tears.

The teenager carrying the purple sword stopped at a distance from Ding Ning, and took a sigh of sorrow. He said: "In the Shimonoseki, you should be Aries in Aries?"

When I heard that the other party was from Guanzhong, Zhang Yi, who had tears on her face, almost laughed.

Ding Ning was carrying a snow shovel and asked coldly: "What?"

Sinking.

Although he has been in Guanzhong before, he has never been to Changling. However, no matter from the books or the people around him, he knows that Changling is more important than Guanzhong. However, at the moment, the two people are crying and laughing. It looks very weird, and this Ding Ning seems to have no good face at all.

"When people come from afar, even if you don't invite someone to have a cup of hot tea, you should be polite." Looking at some of the stabbing indulgence, Xue forgot to shake his head, helplessly whispered to Ding Ning. .

"The left and right are looking for a door to fight, even sweeping a snow to prepare for the New Year is not safe, what kind of polite." Ding Ning looked at him and said.

Shen Yu was even more worried. He looked at Ding Ning with some hesitation and asked: "How do you know that I am coming to you to fight... I am here to challenge you?"

"Besides Xie, gentle, and Xie Changsheng, where do I know what Guanzhong people are." Ding Ning looked at him and said: "Think about it because of their relationship, and when you walk in, it is warlike, and the spirit is strong, not coming. Looking for me to fight, is it to help me sweep the snow?"

After a moment of indulging, his complexion quickly became dignified: "You are agile, it is extraordinary."

"I don't care about it. I fell in love with Xie Rou. I heard that she swears that you are not guilty. I want to challenge you. I have been in Changling for half a month, and it is time for you to go out. It is only today that you are here, looking for it. Come over." Waiting for Ding Ning to speak out, he said that he did not hide the true color.

Xue Forgot to laugh more happily. "It really is the true color of Guanzhong. Even this jealous thing is not shy."

Ding Ning looked at the boy who was not annoying, and frowned. "You have nothing to do with Xie Ro, and I have nothing to do with it. After all, you know that it is just Xierou's own thoughts."

The sinking brows also wrinkled, and sincerely said: "But I think she may change her mind as long as I can prove better than you."

Ding Ning calmly said: "What does it have to do with me? You and her, do you want me to fight with you, let me help you prove that you are better than me, what good is it?"

Sinking again.

This seems to him to be extremely simple. As long as he finds Ding Ning, he can start a fair confrontation. However, when he hears Ding Ning's words, he does have no words to refute. Because this seems to be only good for oneself, there is nothing good for Ding Ning.

Looking at the man who was stunned, Ding Ning, who had no interest in such a battle, opened his mouth and wanted to talk to let the other party completely dispel the idea, but at this moment, Xue’s forgetting behind him was a light cough. , like a child said: "Ding Ning, I want to see your battle."

Ding Ning paused and did not speak.

The glory of hope suddenly appeared in the eyes of the sinking eyes.

The merchant who was slightly fat behind him also coughed at this time. He looked at Ding Ning and said, "If you feel that there is no benefit to you, we may be able to give some compensation?"

Ding Ning thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Shen Shen suddenly got excited.

"Little teacher, isn't that good?" Zhang Yi, who had tears on her face, suddenly suffered a bitter face. This Changling challenged a duel and never heard that one party would compensate the other party. This is not a street art, and it is necessary to reward two rewards.

"I want Sanyang grass."

Ding Ning did not care about his opinions. He looked at Shen Wei and the micro-fat merchant behind him and said: "Of course, if I win, you give me Sanyang Cao. If you lose, you won't need it."

Indulging in the subconscious mind, asked the micro-fat merchant behind him: "Jin Shu, Sanyang Cao?"

The micro-fat merchant replied softly: "An elixir that works great for the spleen and kidney is expensive, but it can still be found."

Shen Shen suddenly rejoiced, he looked at Ding Ning with a straightforward look: "You are not too demanding, and the condition is that you can win me. If so, as long as you can win me, I can find a few Sanyang grasses. Give you a few plants."

Ding Ning calmly nodded. "So very good."

Xue Xingxue behind him was a little worried. He whispered, "What do you want to do with Sanyang Cao, and what Dan has seen for your health? Is this Danfang reliable?"

Ding Ning turned and glanced at him and said, "You can't help but rely on it."

Looking at Ding Ning's way of being so determined, Xue smiled and laughed, and no longer said anything.

Shen Hao was thoroughly excited and asked: "So can you start now?"

Ding Ning put down the shovel in the snow, wiped his hand, and saw Zhang Yan, who was about to make a frost on his face, and he was already beside Xue’s forgotten body. He walked two steps in the snow ahead. This is the opposite of Shen Shen: "Yes."

The sinking hand held the hilt of the purple long sword, but looked at Ding Ning again and asked softly: "You should not go to the real thing?"

Ding Ning looked at him strangely and nodded.

"Please!" Shen Yu no longer said anything, in accordance with Changling's etiquette, draw swords, cross swords on the chest.

The face of Ding Ning once again became absolutely calm. He did not say anything. He took the hilt of the end of the sword and pulled it out from the ordinary scabbard of the back, across the chest.

The people sweeping the snow around the streets were excited.

The neighbors here have already known that the small owner of the wine shop Ding Ning has become a practitioner. Although the excitement at the beginning of the understanding has passed, but now I see such a showdown, they naturally want to see Ding Ningxiao who is a practitioner. What kind of means does the boss have now?

"Don't be afraid! Play well!"

"Don't lose the face of our phoenix!"

"As long as you win, I don't want your face tomorrow!"

Countless chaos sounds.

In such a voice, I saw that Ding Ning did not interrupt the first shot, and the indulging eyebrows slightly provoked.

His persevering face suddenly flashed a violent temper.

All the clamoring calls came to an abrupt end.

Because Shen Shen is now at the sword.

He waved his sword toward Ding Ning.

At least five or six feet away from him and Ding Ning, the sword was thrown out, and it was naturally impossible to get access to Ding Ning's body. However, with his sword, his figure had already swept up.

The residual snow between him and Ding Ning was instantly pulverized by a powerful force and spread out.

In the twinkling of an eye, he has passed the distance of more than ten feet and reached the front of Ding Ning.

The golden runes on his sword were all lit up, and countless filaments ooze from the sword to form a real golden thunder.

When the ordinary ruined settlers in Wutong fell through the scene of such a sword, they were all shocked and completely stunned.

But at this time, I saw such a golden thunder jumped out from the purple sword front. Zhang Yi, who stood on Xue’s body side, was wide-eyed and apologized. "It’s a gentleman, but I am small. The heart of the human heart is the belly of the gentleman."

The reason why he would give such a sigh is because he had listened to Shen Wei’s questioning about Ding Ning’s cultivation, and thought that Shen Yan was determined that Ding Ning had not yet reached the realm, so he was relieved to take the shot.

However, now he is aware that the reason why Shen Yu is so sure of Ding Ning's cultivation is that he does not want to take advantage of Ding Ning's cheapness in the real yuan.

At this moment, his sword only suppressed his power to the peak of the second world.

......

Ding Ning slightly frowns.

At the moment he was shot, he felt the indulgence.

It is only in his opinion that this has no effect on the outcome of this war.

If it can make the victory easier, he certainly won't refuse.

Therefore, when Shen Jinji entered, the infuriating gas in his body rushed into the end of his hand.

A white line of lines formed on both sides of his body.

He didn't even take a step back.

He waited for Shen Yu to first shoot, that is, to post-production, to lock up the sinking sword.

In an instant, the wind thunder has reached him.

The golden thunder is far less than a foot from his chest.

However, at this moment, the two swords followed the rapid movement of the sword in his hand, and completely formed on both sides in front of him.

The bang banged.

The two groups of majestic blues are born out of thin air.

In front of Ding Ning, it is like having two sides of the green hills erected and closed.

The golden thunder will not be in the middle of the green hills on both sides of the road.

"White Sheep Swordsmanship... Little Master... Little Teacher..." Zhang Yi’s eyes widened to the extreme, and it was a surprise at the moment, and it was unbelievable. He only knew that he was repeating the "Little Teacher" in his mouth.

The indulging breath suddenly stopped.

He only felt that the sword in his hand was like being squeezed by two sides of the green hills, and he could not move forward at all.

A cicada!

In the next moment, countless cyan spirits came out and shattered in front of him!

His body slammed into a shock, as if he was smashed by a giant hammer, the whole person suddenly retreated.

Only at this time, Ding Ning went out to the sword.

A square white sword symbol is formed instantly.

The cold air condenses a colder enthusiasm, and an ice tree passes through the scattered golden hairsprings, passing through the top of the sinking head.

Ding Ning closed the sword.

He didn't say anything.

However, everyone understands what this means.

This victory has been divided.

As long as Ding Ning is willing, the ice tree will be able to rush to the retreating body.

"Little teacher..." Zhang Yi looked at the result, and was very surprised. He didn't know what to say, but he could only scream.

Xue forgot to sigh but sighed, "Too fast."

He seems to be somewhat addicted and somewhat unsatisfied.