The Sword Dynasty

Chapter 388 Chapter 4: Fighting General

A trace of blood oozes from the lips of the net glass.

The net glass bite her lips, but she didn't notice it.

Because she is very nervous.

When hosting the Laoshan Swords Club, those who chose Ding Ning had very dangerous moments, but she almost did not feel the tension.

However, it is different now.

This is a real life-and-death battle. Both sides have the sole purpose of killing each other. No one will intervene to block.

Moreover, corresponding to the cultivation of Ding Ning and Rong's palace lady, Ding Ning is really exposed to the sight and perception of the surnamed palace lady, which means death.

"Hide me and hide?"

The real element of the surnamed palace lady was very exhausted, and some wounds on the body even sprinkled bleeding beads, but her face began to show some crazy smiles. "Can't you hide now?"

She is the old man of Changling, especially one of the people who are closest to those of the Bashan sword field.

I will think of it when I see it, and I will learn it when I think of it.

Many of the strongest practitioners of Changling later were often the ones who were closest to those of the top of the Bashan swordfield.

Therefore, the swordsmanship repaired by the surnamed palace lady is also a special product, and it is also a secret sword that cannot be imagined in general practice.

Just as the crazy smile swayed in her face, the madness of the sword had already spurted out of her mouth with a strong sense of life.

Ding Ning began to cough up blood.

The smoke of his body is still lingering, and the sword sentiment from the mouth of the surname of the palace has not really fallen. However, the squeezing of the temper has made him somewhat unbearable.

His feet were on the ground and he couldn't help sliding back, and the soles of his feet seemed to burn.

The killing of the air has reached its limit, and even some of the people who watched the battle were really shocked by the seven strong players who surpassed the surname of the palace.

It turns out that the killing of a person can be strong and powerful to this point.

This is the sword meaning in the "Hate Heavenly Sword", which has accumulated many years of emotions with the strongest hatred, creating an unimaginable killing.

The swords that shined with the porcelain-like sword light fell to the body of Ding Ning.

The air in front of these swords turned black, and the rubble of Ding Ning's body continued to burst, turning into countless fine powders, which were then crushed by powerful impact to form some horrible black strips. .

This is the gap between absolute strength.

Ding Ning is absolutely impossible to stop such a sword.

Even the net glaze felt that Ding Ning could not block such a sword.

Everyone thinks that Ding Ning can't stop a sword like a palace lady, just like this battle from the beginning, everyone feels that it is absolutely impossible to defeat the six borders just after entering the five realms.

But everyone wants to see a miracle.

Then Ding Ning let people see the miracle.

He has begun to cough up blood, but his face is still very calm.

The breath in his body was squeezed by powerful forces, extremely difficult but accurate and infiltrated into the iron box behind him.

The surface of the iron box has been filled with a lot of scorch marks under the burning of the red smoke and the hot sand, but at this moment, these scorch marks

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) It is suddenly black, black as if there is ink flowing inside.

There was a faint and high-spirited breath in the iron box, but the moment when the breath spewed out, Ding Ning stopped coughing blood and the breath became smooth.

Because the powerful squeezing power brought by those swords has all disappeared.

Many pure white light emerged from the cracks in the iron box without a trace of impurities.

Even those swords have been stagnant.

In Ding Ning's surrounding world, it seems that a white scroll suddenly appeared, and everything was confined.

Everyone is shocked.

Even Huang Zhenwei, who was recently shocked by the corner, opened his eyes and couldn’t understand what the iron box behind Ding Ning had such a strong breath.

The surname of the palace lady’s breathing paused.

Not because of shock, but because the air in front of her is almost solidified.

In the unbelievable eyes of all, the ink in the scorch marks on the surface of the iron box faded, and a long scroll of ink flew out of the iron box behind him.

A bang.

There was a thunder in the sky.

The entire sky has completely changed into the color of ink painting, black and white.

The body of the surnamed palace lady was so shocked that her ears bleed.

There is a sword light in the black and white sky, like a lightning bolt.

That is the flying sword that Ding Ning does not know where to hide.

A heavy rain fell on it.

Numerous rain lines with sharp swords and swords fell, and countless water blooms outside the body of the surnamed palace lady, unable to cause real damage to the surnamed palace lady, but her sword gas almost stopped in the air.

The scorching sun in the sky is covered by dark clouds.

There is a round of white crescent formation.

All the rain lines began to freeze, and the white rain line turned into a blue-black ice line.

All the people watching the game outside the stadium felt cold.

The ice line began to burst, and then there appeared a lot of chills and swords, flying freely, cutting the sword of the surnamed palace lady.

The body of the surnamed palace lady began to tremble violently.

The porcelain outside her body began to shake, and then she began to cough and cough.

"It is the cruelty of Zhou Jiamo Garden!"

Many people finally reacted completely and exclaimed.

The net glaze finally recovered, and I felt some pain in the broken part of my lips.

The remnants of Zhoujia Moyuan are famous throughout Changling, but no one has ever thought that a practitioner can use this thing to fight like this.

However, the miracle shown by Ding Ning has not stopped.

He looked up.

The flying sword flying in the sky suddenly filled with blue and black black ice, and a long arc was drawn in the air.

The arc is like all the parts of a crescent moon, filling the crescent moon.

A bang.

All the energy that permeated the female body of the surnamed palace began to explode.

The debris that flew out of the iron box behind Ding Ning began to break down, and began to decompose along each ink line. There was no flame, but countless debris flew out along the way, but it seemed to be burning.

The surnamed palace lady of the explosion center made a screaming horrible and terrible whistle.

Her mouth also blew a **** fog, and the whole body was bombarded with an irresistible force.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) fly off the ground, no trace of the future and heavy ** on the ground.

There was another explosion in the air.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, like a meteorite.

The center of the deep pit shot a terrible dusty flame, mixed with scarlet blood.

There was a dead in the surrounding streets.

The surnamed palace lady slowly stood up from the center of the deep pit.

The sheen of her porcelain has disappeared, and her skin is covered with many shocking wounds.

Her face has also swollen, and the blood is constantly seeping from the corners of her lips.

Stagnation of a breathing time, she screamed again and screamed with anger.

Not only because of pain and suffering, but also because she has lost the trace of Ding Ning in front of her.

The ashes of the ink garden are still floating in the sky.

The black ashes are like a black snow covering the entire sky, but the reflected luster is white paper, and the space of the splits overlaps, making the line of sight seem to be inaccessible.

Ding Ning is no longer there.

Even the iron box behind him was no longer in the gravel.

Instead of continuing to take the opportunity to attack, he chose to continue to disappear and continue to hide and seek with her.

......

Just as the surnamed palace woman suffered a real blow and renewed her screams of anger and anger, a young man who had to be white as a pilgrimage was walking slowly towards the tea garden.

He is the defending city of Huang Zhenwei.

Changling has no walls, but he is one of the walls that Changling cannot see.

Today, there are thousands of people all over the place, all the attention is offset to the place where Ding Ning and Rong surnamed the court fight, so the other places are naturally neglected to prevent, and it is easy to breed unusual things.

He is a true wise man, and naturally he must be prepared in advance.

At this time, he already felt the killing of the woman in Yunshui Palace. He was no longer at the height of the turret, but chose to be close to the white mountain water. He did not want to have any more accidents. He did not want to let this name again. The woman is getting out.

The black sword light is still spinning like a gyro, and it is easy to fly all the heavens and earth that fall on it.

Just like hitting a real top, and then powerful, it just makes the top turn faster.

This is an impeccable defensive sword, and the forces of the same seven cannot be broken.

However, watching the swords like Xu Zengqin, knowing that the battle with Xu Zengqin must have been detected by some of the top leaders of Changling, the white mountains and waters are smiling.

In the sky, a drop of crystal water drops from the endless heights**.

When it is close to the ground, this crystal clear water droplet has become a long river, a long river that is horizontally placed.

This long river is like a huge palm.

The black gyro strength is made at the bottom.

With the strength of the slap on the top, Xu Zhanqin's strength of this sword force pressed down, and the two huge forces instantly tore the surface below, and instantly drilled a huge hole.

There is a sound of water in the depths below.

Bai Shanshui and Xu Zhongqin went down.

Xu Zengqin gave a scream of anger, accompanied by the wild silver bell-like laughter of Bai Shanshui.

(End of this chapter)