The Sword Dynasty

Countless people have countless opinions.

It was only this night that was very tough for most of the practitioners of Changling.

The majestic and unstoppable forces that fall from the horns, one after the other, often coincide with the death of a mighty practitioner, or the demise of a practice.

Or surrender.

They know that the old man who guards the city is very strong, but they feel the powerful force that seems to be one after another, which seems to never be exhausted. They are still shocked by the heart, just thinking about the usual or underestimating the power of this old man.

"It's crazy."

In an alley, a Sabre practitioner perceives the powerful power of falling downstairs, imagining the **** meaning of the power of the road, and his face is extremely ugly to the partner next to him: "Even as a queen As I thought, all the places of practice were completely surrendered to the palace, and they all accepted the tuition like the army, but she did not want to think about it. Usually, these sedentary masters are naturally the barriers of Changling. They are the order. Many foreign pilgrims do not dare to easily enter the real cause of Changling! Even if the Queen can succeed, the future Changling is empty."

"How about empty?"

The partner's face next to him is also as ugly as the ugly, cold channel: "Or she just wants to let Changling empty, bring those who are outside the dynasty. So the entire Changling is a huge trap."

"Mu Shoucheng has so many swords today, don't he want to think about the old business?"

Sabre's practitioners screamed this, but in the next moment, his body stiffened.

A man in a pale yellow gown walked over a stone path in front of him.

Behind the man in a light yellow robes, he followed a number of officials and attendants.

Many practitioners in Changling knew that the gentle man wearing a light yellow robes was Huang Zhenwei.

And he is the most respected teacher of Huang Zhenwei.

Huang Zhenwei passed through this alley area.

He heard the dialogue between the two practitioners, but there was no anger in the body, only more and more pain and sorrow.

He knew that the words of the ordinary practitioners in the two streets were right.

As the executor of the Queen's will, his teacher Moshoucheng is destined to become the bearer of many anger.

Many people will hate the Queen, but they will also hate the city that killed their teachers.

If Moshoucheng is Liang’s kind of ambitious general, Huang Zhenwei’s heart may be better.

But he knew that the ink of the city at this time was just a glimpse of the oil lamp that was to be withered, and the final light for this dynasty.

Moreover, he is very aware of the physical condition of Moshoucheng. He knows that the ink-holding city at this time is very tired. Every exertion of such a force is a heavy burden for his body.

So every time the power on the horns appeared, he felt more and more helpless.

He has been tracing for a long time clue, but still can't find any clues.

At this moment, he perceives that there is another force in the corner, and this power is even bigger than before.

This invisible force, like the punishment of the sky, fell into the city of Changling. Huang Zhenwei knew that there was a half-hill swordhouse.

That is one of the most practiced places in Changling City for middle school students and teaching.

Feeling such a majestic sword, his mind almost directly appeared in the scene.

Many students and teachers fought with the sword and the army. However, at this time, the horrible swordsmanship was settled, and the students and teachings in front of the swords in the Mid-Levels were all turned into broken blood waves.

"teacher!"

Huang Zhenwei shouted out this sound.

He knew that the sword had fallen, his teacher must be even more exhausted, and he knew that the teacher of the sword was more painful than he was at this time.

In the middle of the half-mountain sword hall, there was a huge gap between the two.

There was a **** wave rising up the gap.

There are a lot of bleak swords in the blood, many broken swords, and a lot of broken corners of the robes.

The students and teachings of many of the remaining half-mountain martial arts after this chasm could not believe their eyes. They could not believe that so many teachers and friends who were still in front of themselves before being breathed were crushed by such a force, and then directly became such a Blood waves.

Blood waves rise up like a wall.

Just as the moonlight is covered, the whole bright moon seems to be blood red.

After the chasm, the practitioners of the Mid-Levels Jiantang, who trembled unconsciously, could no longer move forward.

On the upper corner of the porch, the wrinkles on the wall of the city were deeper, and the skin on his face had blood. It seemed that these wrinkles had become cracks, and the blood in his body had to penetrate from these cracks.

The cold man who was behind him, holding the wicker chair he was sitting on, couldn’t help but say, "Would you like to take a break?"

Mo Shoucheng shook his head and said: "Others can rest, I can't rest."

The cold general slowly lowered his head.

He knows that after the night has passed, many people will remember that Moshoucheng killed countless people this night, but few people will be sure that Moshoucheng avoids more people dying.

......

Tonight, no one in Changling has turned his eyes to the medical hall under the Xie family.

The mood of the grandson's shallow snow is also more exciting than usual, so the snow in her room is more pleasant than usual.

Although she was on the same bed, she and Ding were only sitting at a distance of half a foot.

"Are you sure that my strength can help you heal?"

Looking at Ding Ning, who was trembling with her body because of the cold, she asked coldly.

"Your strength is like a long-term addictive drug." Ding Ning looked at her, nodded very surely, and said seriously: "The body has become accustomed to such a vitality, in the face of Liang Liang all released After going out, the body can't adapt."

The long-term grandson Xue Xue was silent and said: "Just because I am used to each other."

Ding Ning shook his head without hesitation. "Not just because of the habit."

The long-term Sunshue Snow has been silent for a long time, and said: "Does life really have a chance to come back again?"

Ding Ning also silenced for a long time, saying: "The ultimate goal of life is still your own mind. The ultimate pursuit is only your inner peace. When you understand what you really want, when you really see it, everything will go smoothly. It's natural."

"Let's go with the flow?" Chang Sunshue snow laughed very rarely. She looked at the direction of the invisible power falling from the corner. "A lot of things tonight can't help remind people of many things many years ago. People can really let go of hatred. If the entire family is destroyed, all of their loved ones will die because of someone, will she forgive that person?"

Ding Ning slightly bowed his head. He did not answer the question of Chang Sunshue. He did not go to see the bleak smile of Chang Sunshue, but slowly said: "All the enmity will always break, I don't like this city. Then we can leave."

The long-term Sunshine snow turned and looked at him.

"Tonight's death is the practitioners who refuse to succumb to the practice of Zheng Shou's will, but the first one is the Shaoshan Jianzong."

Ding Ning slowly said: "If Zheng Shou wants to be completely successful, to prove to everyone that she has made up her mind, she will only succumb to her command."

The long-term shallow snow sounds slightly cold: "Bai Lisu snow will promise?"

"He will promise."

Ding Ning nodded and said: "Because the things that Zheng sleeves have done tonight will make him understand that Zheng Shou will do whatever it takes, and the Shaoshan swordsman bears the brunt. The sooner he promises, the less Zheng sleeves let him pay."

After the pause, Ding Ning slightly sneered: "This is the transaction between the powerful and the powerful. Everyone will not explain it, but they all know the square inch. At this time, Zheng Shou only wants him to show some attitudes. And Bai Lisu Snow will agree to another One aspect is that both I and Jingli are in Changling, which for him is the future of Jianshan Jianzong."

"Net glass should be allowed to return to the Songshan sword."

"According to Zheng Zong's attitude, I should be transferred to a certain battlefield, and with those students who dare to defy her orders."

"But I am a disciple of Shaoshan Jianzong after all, so I ask for some people to go and should be allowed."

Because he was afraid of the opposition of the great-grandson, Ding Ning said that after adding these words, "The best countermeasure is to follow the trend, follow the opponent's wishes, and then use the opponent. Follow the opponent's intention, also It is often possible to expect the enemy to take the lead."

The long-haired Sun Shi turned his head and stopped looking at him. He stopped thinking about him. He just said coldly: "It seems to me that you know her too well."

I don't know why, Ding Ning couldn't help but smile a little, then said: "This is just one aspect."