The Sword Dynasty

He looked at Ding Ning and read the two names on the volume at random and with interest.

"Gu Xichun, picking up the Nangong."

As his voice sounded, Gu Xichun hurriedly raised his head, and many low-pitched whispers on his side also sounded.

The emotions in these whispers are very complicated. Some whispers have sympathy, while others are obviously gloating emotions. Some people's whispers contain a feeling of relief.

Many candidates have heard that Gu Xichun and Ding Ning have had a holiday, and Nangong Cai is one of the people who stood firmly on the side of Ding Ning from the beginning.

This is definitely a clear battle, but it is definitely a strong and weak battle.

Nangong Caiyu is not even in the top 50 of the talented book, but Gu Xichun is ranked third in the talented book. In the front of the sea of ​​thorns, Gu Xichun has never suffered any injuries, and Nangong The injury to picking is extremely heavy.

For a few people, the most crucial significance of this war is that Gu Xichun will also be shot in front of everyone.

The Shadow Mountain Sword Cave is not a particularly good practice place in Changling. Although Gu Xichun is the leader of the Yingshan Swordsman, he was only slightly famous before, but in just over half a year, It is one of the strongest young talents in Changling, and there are countless questions in it.

This question is tantamount to danger for all candidates who want to make a difference at the Shushan Swords Club.

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In a whisper of emotions, Ding Ning brows slightly.

The reading of the opposite of the face of the former Shoushan Jianzong practitioner who looked at the face, looked at the slightly frowning Ding Ning, but the corner of his mouth was a smile that was hard to detect in the night, thinking that you are still calm. When there is a feeling of difficulty, it will still frown like a normal person.

Nangong Cai took a deep breath, and she glanced at Ding Ning and Zhang Yi and others, and there was no fear on the surface.

"You admit defeat."

However, at this time, Ding Ning's voice sounded and passed into her ear.

Nangong picks up suddenly, "Why?"

"You won't be his opponent."

Ding Ning looked at her stubborn eyebrows, shook her head and said seriously: "It doesn't make sense."

If someone else said such words to her, she would be angry, but she determined that Ding Ning’s judgment would not be wrong.

"Is there really nothing to do with it?"

She also frowned deeply, watching Ding Ning ask some unwillingly.

"There may be no trace." Ding Ning looked at her and said: "I shouldn't even let him suffer a slight injury."

Nangong’s quiet time was quiet and he said: “You can guess what kind of sword he is repairing... or why did he suddenly become stronger?”

Ding Ning shook his head. "I don't know."

Nangong picks up and looks at his eyes shining in the darkness and says, "I want to pick him up."

Ding Ning has already released his brow and suddenly picked it up again.

"I understand that you are worried that I will be hurt more seriously." Nangong Cai looked at him and said softly: "But I promise you, I only have one sword... I only let you see his sword, then I will Admit defeat."

Ding Ning's brow did not loosen, but he did not refuse, he thought for a very short time, then nodded.

"If that's the case, you don't have a sword, you need two swords."

Nangong picks a slight glimpse, she does not understand the meaning of Ding Ning's sentence.

Ding Ning has already said: "Reverse the cold, then thousands of sails."

Nangong’s picking was somewhat clear, but he did not understand.

The anti-water cold and the thousand sails are all swords in the water-swords of the Yunshui Palace, which she and Zhang Yi before they had crossed the kendo before.

The sword in the Shui Lingjian swordsmanship is of course extremely subtle. However, the sword-like swords of these two swords, even the method of running the real yuan, are very different, and it seems that they cannot be used together.

Ding Ning did not explain, just looked at her calmly.

"it is good."

Nangong picks no longer say anything, nodded and began to move.

"Teacher...I really can't have anything?" Zhang Yi hesitated for a long time, still couldn't help but said with great concern.

"This is a question of mutual trust." Ding Ning turned his head and looked at him. He said: "Since mutual trust, there will be no problem."

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Gu Xichun, who has been parked in an idle space, looks at the Nangong picks who walked slowly. His eyes are unconsciously smashed.

He saw that Nangong Cai had a conversation with Ding Ning, but he could not hear the contents of the two conversations.

Does Ding Ning think that Nangong picks may defeat him?

This made him feel a bit humiliating.

His right hand fell on the hilt, not waiting for the cross sword to the chest, and a very cold scent infiltrated from his scabbard.

Several students who were close to Gu Xichun suddenly breathed a little, and their eyes fell involuntarily.

Somehow, they all felt that there was a strange and dangerous breath that seemed to come out from their feet.

Nangong picks up directly to Gu Xichun, and of course she also feels this strange air machine. This air machine even makes the wound on her body feel like being soaked in ice water, but she is just constantly in her mind. In the middle, I thought about the two swords that Ding Ning said. The face is just a deep meditation.

Gu Xichun’s face was even more gloomy. He looked at the Nangong picking into the venue and said, “Please.”

Nangong Caizheng is still thinking about how the two swords can't be connected. Some are fascinated and subconsciously return: "Please."

Gu Xichun's face is more gloomy, especially the deep red color in the narrow eyelids is steepened, it seems that there will be blood to get out of his skin.

He began to pull the sword.

His hilt is dark red, and with his movements, the scabbard has a more vivid red glow, but the blade is a more vivid blood red, as if there is a blood in his scabbard. Gushing out.

Until then, Nangong Cai was only awake.

For the usual normal battle, her reaction has been too slow, the shot is easy to lose the opportunity, and even the time to judge the other side's sword.

However, she chose to trust Ding Ning. At this time, she did not need to think again. She did not need to look at what swords he used.

Just in the moment when Huo Ran woke up, she was a screaming scream, and she didn’t want to, she took the sword out of her sword.

The sword is fast and natural.

A crystal water flow formed in her body in an instant.

At the same time, the sword light in her hand is in the opposite square of the flowing water flowing.

This is the "reverse water cold" in the waters of the Yunshui Palace.

If it is a big sword, this Jianguang of Nangong picks must be like a big ship that flows up against the current, with an unyielding and awkward breath. However, the sword selected by Nangong Cai in the Valley of Swords is extremely small. There is a foot length, especially the blade is a strange bend. At this time, the sword light comes out, and flows upwards in the crystal water, but it is like a snake in the water.

What is even more surprising is that her sword handle is silver, and the sword is a pale white sword. Although it looks small, it has an amazing sharpness. Most of the practitioners who watched the battle were shocked to see that this handle The sword travels through the crystal water, the crystal water flow is like non-existence, and the crystal water flowing through it even gives people a feeling of being separated from the blade by a thin distance.

Most of the teachers in the field of practice are far more powerful practitioners who are present in the field. Although most of them have never seen the Shui Lingjian swords of Yunshui Palace, they have been used in Nangong. At the time, they can easily judge it. The original power of this sword is that Jianfeng Jianqi and the crystal water flow are excited. It is just upstream, bringing a lot of sharp water lines, such as many thin water swords at the same time. Sting to the opponent.

However, because the Nangong picking sword is special, at this moment, it does not arouse any waterline, but reflects a lot of crystal light.

For a moment, this sword light in the hands of Nangong Cai seems to have become countless swords.

Numerous crystal clear swords are falling towards Gu Xichun, and it is difficult to tell which sword is real.

Many of the candidates' faces turned pale.

They suddenly realized that they might not be able to catch the sword of Nangong Cai.

Gu Xichun’s eyes also flashed a stunned look, but his face did not change.

The blood-colored long sword that he pulled out swung out, but did not face forward, but slanted to the ground in front of him.

Oh...

A dense array of whistles filled the ears of everyone.

In the astounding eyes of the vast majority of people, countless small dust columns flew off the ground with the strange tremors on the ground, and rushed upwards.

The tiny dust columns collide with each other, and a sandstorm is formed from the ground. Gu Xichun’s figure disappears directly into the dust.

At the same time, however, the dust and the waves are rolling, but there is a sinister sword.

Many of the dust is distorted and faint, forming a pointed shape, just like there are many swords to see through the dust.

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