The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning slightly bowed to express his heart's respect for the real emperor of the Zhongshan State.

Some people are enough to represent a country, even an era.

If the current white mountain water means the survival of Wei, then Tang Xin means Zhongshan.

Tang Xin is dead, then the Zhongshan country is really gone.

On a gentle **** somewhere in the distant Yinshan, there are four practitioners who cannot be shot because of the agreement and checks and balances between them.

The Jianshan sword is too large. When it is covered with a spark, it becomes the brilliance of the most eye-catching novels in the night sky. They can naturally see it clearly.

Shao murdered the face of the cold and looked at the trajectory left by the pale sparks in the night sky, slowly said: "Jianshan sword is very big."

This sentence sounds like nonsense, and Jianshan Sword is a Tiantie Mountain, of course big.

However, at this time, the three people around can understand the meaning of his sentence.

The blade nodded, and the eyes were all indescribable: “It needs to be big enough for her to perceive it.”

The Yelu Wolver nodded, and the voice was slightly cold: "A person like Gu Huai still needs to rely on the power of a woman."

In addition, the tall practitioner who was carrying a pair of knives and wearing armor sneered. "No wonder the spirit of the sword is going to work for the woman. It was just because I wanted to borrow the power of the woman."

"Zheng Sleeve is not an ordinary woman." Shao murder said slowly: "I am afraid that Gu Huai wants to borrow her power and the sorcerer's sword is what she uses, but the former Zheng sleeves use his sword, he If you don't use it, you may have to die with those who are in the Bashan sword field."

These four are the most advanced practitioners in the world, and in the strict sense, they are all enemies at this time. However, the conversation at this time is very straightforward and does not evade.

The Yelu Wolf was silent. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Zheng Shou is indeed not a normal woman."

The blade edged up slightly and sighed softly to himself. "This place is too far from Changling, so only the Jianshan sword is so large that the sword that is so powerful in the world can be perceived by her. She can use this sword. ...but in Changling, I don’t know how many swords she can use."

The tall practitioner who was carrying a pair of knives and wearing armor was inexplicably shocked, and many of the scars on his body were shot with countless scattered lights.

Everyone knows that Zheng sleeves are strong.

However, at this time, when he saw the white star fire wrapped in the Jianshan sword, he knew that Zheng sleeve was stronger than imagined.

And if it is the same as the worry of the blade at the time, in Changling... If she can call many such swords at the same time, then she will be strong.

The most important thing is that he knows that this may not be possible.

"It is a matter of fact that I can do what I can do, but I want to let the city defend the city with a bad name. It is not a normal woman."

The words seem to be praise, but the faces of the Yelu Wolf are all full of cold expressions. "Changling is too far away. Fortunately, that is not the problem we have to consider now."

"It is not a problem to be considered now, but it may be a problem to be considered in the future." The blade fell low and looked at the land where the Jianshan sword fell, watching the wind and sand rolled up, and said seriously.

The Yelu Wolf and the practitioner who carried the double knife understood the meaning of his sentence and were silent.

"You think that we have already lost this battle."

After the interest rate, the Yelu Wolf once again took a deep breath and said slowly: "But Shen Xuan and Gu Huai are both seriously injured. Even if we can't shoot, there are already many possibilities in the grassland to kill them. I always feel that this battle is still full of variables."

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Uzbekistan's most elite cavalry retreats in chaos, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

The huge Jianshan sword is still trembled violently, exploding a puff of smoke and wind waves.

Some undissipated sparks flowed to the ground under the sword, burning the earth into black rocks, with strange phosphorescence, but without any temperature, people could not help feeling cold.

Gu Huai slowly turned around, took a piece of Jinpa from his sleeve, coughed his mouth, and his fingertips gradually blush.

He looked at Ding Ning, whose head was slightly lowered. His eyes narrowed and whispered: "If you dare to do this next time, I will kill you first."

Ding Ning gave a slight glimpse, then sneered: "You don't dare, otherwise you will kill me this time."

Gu Huai does not have any action.

However, just in the moment when Ding Ning’s sentence was just finished, a bang, Ding Ning’s entire body has been flying like a broken kite, and then it fell to the ground.

Ding Ning began to cough, bleeding from the nose and mouth.

Looking at Ding Ning, who was difficult to climb for a while, Gu Huai said coldly: "You said it is good, I dare not kill you, but I can teach you at will, even killing the people around you, you are wrong. Wrong... you don’t understand what you are in Changling."

Ding Ning looked up and looked at Gu Huai and smiled.

Gu Huai frowned and said with disgust: "No wonder Changling has not many people who like you, even laughing and laughing so disgusting."

"It's disgusting because I hate you, but you don't know why I hate you." Ding Ning still smiled and said in his heart.

At this time, there was a pale spark in the sky falling again.

The starfire is constantly falling on the Jianshan sword, and the Tiantieshan seems to burn again.

In the next moment, Jianshan Sword disappeared into this wilderness, and Gu Huai's figure disappeared.

"Look, you are not the last piece of Zheng Shou."

Ding Ning slowly stood up. He turned to Shen Xuan, who was still sitting on the ground. He still hangs a smile that Shen Xuan also hates. He whispers: "Even in the eyes of Gu Huai, you are nothing." ”

Listening to Ding Ning’s words, Shen Xuan, who was infiltrated by blood, raised his head indifferently and raised his eyes slightly. “Have you forgotten what you said to Gu Huai? You thought I could not teach casually. you?"

Ding Ning did not respond to this sentence at this time, but raised his head and looked at the traces of the star fire that began to dissipate completely in the night sky. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked: "You think you are carrying the gods and the gods." With the continued gods back to Zheng sleeve, is there any difference?"

Shen Xuan’s eyes fluttered fiercely. He looked straight at Ding Ning, and his eyes were smashing in the eyes, but he did not speak.

"If it is Gu Huai who gets the continuation of the gods, I am afraid that you are not only in Changling, even if you are here, you can have nothing to do." Ding Ning ignored his gaze and said calmly: "Moreover, the water prison is broken, I am afraid Zheng sleeves don't trust you any more."

Shen Xuan was silent for a moment and sneered. "What do you want to say?"

Ding Ning also laughed and said: "I just want to make a deal with you... You help me kill Gu Huai, I will bring you back to Changling."

"what did you say?"

Shen Xuan’s eyelids swelled, and the world’s vitality did not know where it was coming from. It fell in the throat of Ding Ning and directly lifted Ding Ning’s body.

Ding Ning couldn't breathe, but he didn't talk, just looking at Shen Xuan smiling.

Shen Xuan took a deep breath, it seems that he was unable to breathe before the moment.

After a few minutes of flashing eyes, the strength disappeared and Ding Ning’s feet fell.

"I didn't misread you, dressed in a weak suit and hurt this kind of thing. You are better than most people in Changling." Ding Ning stopped looking at him, but began to move back in the direction of Gu prison. "You can think carefully about my proposal."