The Sword Dynasty

In the midsummer drama, it seems that more and more interesting plots have changed.

The confidant who was surrounded by the Queen who had been living in a simple place had an underground lover in an ordinary tea garden.

The teenager who originally thought that there was no background in the wine shop seemed to have an inextricable relationship with Fanghoufu.

Some news has been deliberately spread, and the speed of dissemination is very fast.

Soon, most of the people in Changling knew the fact, and even confirmed it from the neighbors of Ding Ning’s neighbors who lived in the Wutong Falls. Before Ding Ning entered the Baiyang Cave practice, Fang Xiong and Ding Ning had Have a contact with the novel.

Although in the investigation file filed by the gods, the only thing that was described was that Fang Yin had seen Ding Ning fall.

But who knows whether the "seeing" of the square embroidery screen is on the surface or what has been done in the dark?

Since the Lushan Federation, the Yuanwu emperor gestured to follow the embroidered curtain, and the square embroidered curtain went away from the Changling. Many powerful practitioners of Changling have begun to think that the most powerful Fangfufu is not Fang Fang, but Fang Hou. The practice of the house is idiotic.

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"The square embroidery screen really taught him something, but I don't think it is like it, but if not, how can he explain that he will use the sword of Fang Houfu?"

Xie Changsheng stood in front of the blue window, and he couldn't understand a few words. Then he couldn't help but turn around and look at the middle-aged practitioner who was wearing a jade-colored gown behind him.

The middle-aged practitioner looked back at him silently. He said that you are Ding Ning's best friend. You don't understand, how can I understand.

"I actually let me do such a thing. It seems that he and Rong Gong’s battle will soon come."

Xie Changsheng, who could not get the answer, sighed and put his right hand out of the window.

The torn letter paper flew out from his fingertips like snow.

"Unfortunately, I am still hurt, or can't see your battle with your own eyes."

Hearing the previous sentence of Xie Changsheng, the middle-aged practitioner who wore the robes of the ancestral robes of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors, the glory of the glory of the middle-aged singer, but the next sentence of Xie Changsheng, even if it is commonplace He couldn't help but stunned, and wondered how there would be such a cheeky person in this world?

Injury?

What hurts?

They have been relying on the dead skin of Laoshan Jianzong for so long, every day want to steal the teacher, and even want to continue to rely on it?

Thinking of a certain uncle, the degree of cheeky to the degree of appreciation is also a kind of skill. This middle-aged practitioner couldn’t help but shook his head, but there was no anger in his heart, but some brows of love and Wu’s brows "You are one of Ding Ning's best friends. Since he thinks that his duel with Rong Gong is just around the corner, don't you really want to go out to see the sword of the mountain? Take yours..."

He originally wanted to say that with your cheeky degree, he thought that it would be possible to find an excuse to come back. In any case, the Baili lord seems to have a tacit attitude towards you. But thinking about such a discourse is not appropriate. The latter sentence is still not spoken.

Xie Changsheng has been in contact with several teachers in the temple for a long time. He has long been familiar with the temperament of these people. He has long guessed what he said in the latter part of the sentence, but he smiled and did not blush at all. Just take it for granted: "I don't worry, anyway, it's all based on Ding Ning's victory. There is no suspense, I don't even have interest in going to those underground bets."

This teacher, who has already appreciated Ding Ning very much, has some worries, saying: "After all, the repair is too much."

Xie Changsheng glanced at him with a slanting eye and said: "This kind of thing is harder than winning the first place in the Shushan sword. It is still harder than forcing the palace lady to reach this level. It is so short than the inexplicable practice. It’s still hard to pass the five borders?”

I heard Xie Changsheng’s three words like this, and this teacher, Shoushan’s swordsman, was a glimpse, and suddenly felt very reasonable.

Xie Changsheng turned his head and looked out the window. He looked at some of the swordsmen in the valley and practiced swords. He smiled proudly and said: "Not to mention that the situation in front of this guy has no obstacles. If it is now Tell me that he is directly from the four borders to the five realms. When the eyes are closed, they will complete the enlightenment, and I will not be surprised."

The face of the middle-aged teacher of the Shushan Jianzong was unable to bear some whitishness.

Following these words, he is subconsciously thinking that if there is no obstacle to breaking the border, then such practitioners are too horrible, and there is no such thing in history books.

Changling, and even the entire Daqin Dynasty and the whole world.

For all practitioners, the time of the break is always above the cultivation time of the previous realm.

Because the real difficulty is always the groping of the invisible world ahead, the operating rules of an unfamiliar world in front of the perception, the perception of the unknown world of vitality, not the accumulation of physical strength and real elements.

Water droplets are worn by the stupid people, and it is decided that some people are strong in the seven realms. Some people can only stay in the three realms in their lifetime. It is the ability to discover the new world.

If the new world can be seen at a glance, there is no obstacle at all, what kind of genius is it?

What kind of realm can he finally reach?

The middle-aged teacher of the Shushan Jianzong thinks that the more he feels terrible, the more he thinks it is unbelievable.

His body began to tremble.

With a bang, the sky spirit revealed a sword light, reflecting the entire green room was green.

Xie Changsheng’s reply has been passed back to Changling.

When the Guanzhong Xie family began to take some action, many of the Changling people’s nerves began to tighten again.

These people all think that this incident seems to be coming to an end. It is not the death of the female surname, but the death of Ding Ning in the ink garden.

It was only because Ding Ning had done so many things that Rong Rong had suffered a lot of humiliation, which made her a real loner, but at this moment, the palace lady still lives in the palace.

Even those things did not force the palace lady, and what other means can Ding Ning finally let the palace ladies go out?

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The most important thing in the Changling time is to observe Ding Ning.

She knows better than Xie Changsheng that the moment of the end of the big game is coming soon. Especially when Ding Ning is not in the early morning, he is not in the small courtyard where he lives, but goes to the highest hill in the ink garden, with a share. She also felt strange and angry.

But she couldn't think of the last straw that crushed the camel.

Ding Ning went to the height of the hill in the ink garden.

There was a pavilion at the height, and Zhou Jia’s family and Xue Forgetu had been drinking tea here.

Ding Ning looked at the table where the tea case should be placed, and it was silent for a long time. Then he walked out of the pavilion and went to the platform in front, overlooking the entire ink garden, and then looking at the direction of the palace in the distance.

“In fact, some things are far less complicated than imagined.”

He turned to look at the net glass that followed him, and said slowly: "Just think of it, I feel so simple, I don't think it, I feel that there is no way."

"The last straw that overwhelmed the camel came from me."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked up at the sky above.

The net glass suddenly sensed something. Although it was known that such a thing might happen, at this moment, she still had a pale face and her breath completely stopped.

A fresh breath spread out from Ding Ning's body and flowed down the hill like a mercury rush.

Many heavens and earths are coming from the sky and coming into the body of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's body slammed, his eyes seemed to be several times brighter.

A white cloud appeared above the hill, like a white fairy tail.

Many people outside the ink garden saw such an abnormality, and the heart began to show shock and unbelievable emotions.

But this is still the beginning.

The end of the Ding Ning waist flower sword began to shine.

Ding Ning's hand did not move, did not lift the hilt, but the end of the flower and the remaining sword began to bloom innumerable white fine flowers.

Then the sword was flung up without any hindrance and flew up.

Many tiny flowers spilled from the sky.

Many people have seen this sword light shining from the sky, full of sword light that is unyielding.

The sword light rushed into the white clouds above.

A slamming sound.

It seems like a bubble has burst.

"Broken..."

No need to think, these three words appear in the minds of many people.

Then there was the roaring roar of the mountains.

Then there was thunder and drums.

Then the white clouds turned into dark clouds.

Then the sky was wet.

The net glass breathing still pauses and looks at the sky.

In the sky, it seems that a long scroll of ink has been opened, and the whole sky seems to have become an ink roll.

Countless rain lines began to fall.

Even all the rain lines are black and white!

Countless people looked up at the picture over the ink garden.

They saw the sword light shining in the picture, flying in the rain line.

That is a flying sword.

Ding Ning's flying sword.

"Five Realms!"

"Ding Ning actually broke the five realms!"

"Broken five real estates will go straight to the flying sword!"

"How could this be…"

Numerous shattered sounds converge into a torrent, and even into the ears of the net glass in the ink garden.

The net glaze began a difficult breath.

She finally understood what the last straw was.

Ding Ning's breach of the scene... Ding Ning's performance is to suppress the straw of the last line of defense in the heart of the palace.

(It took two days to write good emotions)