The Sword Dynasty

Rong surnamed the palace did not go to Ding Ning. ※%,

Her body is her heaven and earth within Wednesday.

Ding Ning is absolutely impossible to deceive her within three feet without being discovered by her.

The most important thing is that Ding Ning and her have a huge gap in strength. Ding Ning can only use Feijian to threaten her.

So she only needs to deal with Ding Ning's flying sword.

At the moment when the eyes were picked up, her perception accurately captured the flying sword that came from the lightning.

She wields a sword.

Her life sword has been formed entirely in her hands.

It is a short sword with two feet long, with a yellowish color and even a little yellowish, like the color of the banana leaves that are withered in the fall, but the surface is exuding a white porcelain-like luster. Cold.

Her sword smashed out, and a clear arc of light came out in the air in front, and a gust of wind suddenly surged.

All the water vapor, including some unextinguished fire lines, was blown cleanly in a moment, and her body was clean.

There is no figure of Ding Ning.

The net glass and leaf frame Nan still stands in the shadow under the eaves of the doorway. At this time, a layer of faint sword light is like a large blade face standing in front of the net glass and leaf frame Nan, blocking the steam blowing to them. And the fire line, they are not in front of Ding Ning's figure, nor the big iron shovel.

Ding Ning did not know that he was returned to the house behind him, or hidden in the surrounding streets, but the flying sword with fine white flowers on the sword silk was still in the air.

This sword is like a shack in the wind, and it will fall when it is shaken.

Rong Gong female has completed a sword.

As long as her next life sword is thrown out again, Ding Ning's flying sword will be hit by her to somewhere.

However, at this moment, a burst of sound broke.

This voice comes from the back of the palace lady.

All the practitioners watching the battle were shocked and looked at the body behind the lady.

Although it is summer, but the pieces of fragmented ice and snow continue to blast behind the surnamed palace lady.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

The body of the surnamed palace moved forward, and her soles hammered the ground and flew up the cloth.

In a few steps, she stopped her figure, but her feet were trapped in a pile of gravel, and two deep gullies appeared behind her.

The clothes on her back were also broken, and a few drops of blood hanged on the shattered pieces of cloth in the sun, which was very sparkling and dazzling.

Most people simply can't understand what happened in this moment and sent out a series of exclamations.

Rong surnamed the girl's eyebrows, a soft cough, spit out a sigh of gas between the chest and abdomen.

Perceived the chill of the bones deep inside the body, and the residual scent of some borneol that slowly melted on the flesh and blood of her skin, she looked up slightly, and the voice was cold and said to herself: "Chilling."

At this time, the flying sword in the wind that had dissipated in front of her suddenly accelerated, not falling to her body, but falling directly on the stone road below, like a real comet.

A bang.

Feijian has just been in contact with the slate, but at the foot of the surnamed palace, there are many Mars that have already poured out.

Some of the dust and gravel that flew up quickly burned up and turned into molten magma particles, burning the body of the lady.

All the emotions on the face of Rong’s palace disappeared instantly and turned into absolute indifference.

The body of the world, which flows out of her body very quickly, is evenly and densely wrapped around her body, like a real porcelain shell.

Numerous Mars rushed out of her feet like a fountain, impacting on this layer of porcelain, but it could not penetrate, splashing out.

If it is not a hot summer day, it will be too hot, otherwise it must be a beautiful scenery.

"Left Prison"

The whole heart of Huang Zhenwei on the corner upstairs has already been attracted by Ding Ning's flying sword. The name of this secret sword instantly appeared in his mind, and the heart also violently jumped up, but a kind of nervous and regretful emotion also Spread in his body.

After all, the power between Ding Ning and Rong Gong women is too different. The swordsmanship caused by such a secret sword can not be broken by the protective body of Lian Rong’s palace lady.

Just between his mind and the electricity.

On the body of the surnamed palace lady, there has been a loud bang.

The flying sword flying from the ground accelerated the horror, stabbing the eyebrows of the surnamed palace lady.

At the moment when the surnamed palace girl was indifferent to the sword, the flying sword was still accelerating rapidly, but it suddenly turned around in a corner and brought out a tail-like sword light.

The sword of the life in the hands of the surnamed palace is not cut in the flying sword, just the sword light of the appendix.

Jianguang was cut off, but the sword did not dissipate.

A section of Jianguang hit her face, still no way to break the brilliance of the porcelain outside her body, but left a red mark on her face.

She was like being slap in the face.

The surnamed palace lady looked up and turned to the side of the street.

She determined that Ding Ning did not return to the yard behind the net glaze, but hidden in the side of the street.

Ding Ning's flying sword flew back at this time.

Then there is no reason to let out the light.

The light shines in an unimaginable moment.

Just like a sun falling on the field, the light that shines to the white even makes people close their eyes and feel that the liquid in their eyes is to be evaporated.

A slamming sound.

When the dazzling light dissipates and everyone can revisit the object, a burst of exclamation sounds.

There was a shallow wound in the left abdomen of the surnamed palace lady, and the blood was slowly flowing out.

The left foot of the surnamed palace lady was lifted, and the real element under the right foot was being pulled out, holding her body just beginning to leave the ground.

The sudden appearance of the wound made her sullen, and the first time there was a pain.

The flying sword that had already floated away from her a few feet was a sudden shock.

Just a shock, there were a few invisible waves in the air that bombarded her.

The body of the surnamed palace lady flew forward, this time she could not control her balance and slammed into a courtyard wall in front.

Ding Ning's flying sword disappeared like a ghost, and rushed into the dust that spread like a wave.

The figure of the surnamed palace lady appeared in the dust in the next moment, and a small wound was added to her cheek.

All the onlookers, even the ones under the black umbrellas at the forefront of the imperial concubine are all shocked to the point where it is difficult to add.

"Cold and cold"

"Left Prison"

"彗妖尾"

"Japanese sword"

"Cut Yu Jian"

"Tianhaobo"

"Reverse Light Sword"

"dive dust"

One after another, the secret sword... Anyone can imagine that Ding Ning will use Feijian to deal with the surnamed palace lady, but no one thought that Ding Ning’s flying sword would be used so well, it would be one after another, it seems to always be The secret sword that won't stop!

The unusual technique of flying swords, or the pursuit of rapid illness, such as electricity, or the pursuit of strangeness, or the pursuit of the past, for a practitioner who has just mastered the flying sword, it is very difficult to be able to do a good job together. What's more, it is a flying sword secret that can trigger the unique vitality!

What makes these practitioners most shocked is that these flying swords are not from the same sect.

The cold change comes from the Jianshan ancestors, the sacred prison is the sword of Zhaodi, and the scorpion tail is the sword of the former Han, the cut jade sword comes from Fanghoufu.

These flying sword secrets from different practice sites are actually in the hands of one person, and they are constantly presented in perfection, and this talent has just entered the five realms.

This kind of thing, if it is not seen by the eyes, even if it is passed to the ear, it is hard to believe.

......

The wounds on the body of the surnamed palace are very small.

All of these practitioners know that these wounds do not pose any real threat to her.

However, the blood flowing out of these wounds also made her clothes become scarlet diandian, which has a miserable phase.

The most important thing is that the face of the surname of the palace is always the flying sword.

Now she can't even see anyone in Ding Ning.

These spectator practitioners even began to feel sympathy for the palace lady. They did not consciously think about whether or not they would fight like this. From the beginning to the end, she could not see the shadow of Ding Ning at all, and it was so slow by Ding Ning’s flying sword. Slow kill.

At this time, the surnamed palace lady raised her head.

Her face is pale, but her lips are **** and seem to be bleeding.

"Do you think that you can beat me like this?"

There is no pain in her voice, and some are just cold.