The Sword Dynasty

Zhang Yi had never taken a shot. He was only worried about the battle between Ding Ning and Su Qin. But at this time, seeing the real element of Su Qin’s body pouring out, his face could not help but suddenly change.

His feet are stunned and he wants to fly.

However, at this moment, the ink that has not been moving has taken a deep breath, and the infuriating gas accumulated in the arm is poured into the snow sword.

The air between him and Zhang Yi clearly produced a transparent texture.

In the next moment, the Xue Pujian in his hand seemed to burn completely, and there were countless gods.

His figure seems to have been brought up by the power of this snowpiper sword, flying straight forward, and a sword stabbed Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's temperament is mild, his sword is also color like sapphire, warm and abnormal.

It was only at this moment that Su Qin felt the true killing of a sword, and he did not regain his usual gentleness.

A low-spirited drink dripped out from his lips, and the sapphire-like sword was suddenly filled with countless white swords.

These swords gathered at the tip of the sword at an alarming rate, and instantly became a white hill.

He tried his best to carry the sword, inciting the hill, and smashing toward the ink.

This is the Aries sword.

The Aries sword is the hardest to master, and it is also one of the most powerful swords.

The bang banged.

The ink only felt that he was smashed by a real hill, and the pure real yuan, even with the oscillating blade, directly invaded his sea of ​​air.

A blood rushing from his mouth, he immediately retired more than ten steps.

Zhang Yi turned around, but there was no joy in her face.

Because at this time Su Qin has already issued a sword.

With the small movements of his wrist, the whole purple long sword was singularly curled up, and a hollow auger was formed.

This hollow auger, like a scabbard, accurately captures Ding Ning's sword, and covers Ding Ning's remnant sword and half arm.

When Su Qin’s sword was stabbed, Li Daoji on the viewing platform took a step forward and his hand fell on the hilt of his chest.

There was a strong chill in the hearts of almost all the students on the viewing platform.

"This idiot!"

Di Qingmei's face is also a drastic change, the anger is so, a green gas in the sleeve can hardly control the air.

Originally, he did not have any good intentions for Ding Ning. However, Xue’s words of forgetting not only made him gain a lot of sentiments in his practice, but also allowed him to truly reflect on his own way.

His views on Ding Ning and Zhang Yi and other disciples of Aries are fundamentally changed.

At this moment, Su Qin’s sword is so hot, the curly blade and the sword front have powerful destructive power. Now his sword will cover Ding Ning’s half arm, which is not just to fly. Ding Ning's sword is so simple. If this sword is implemented, the meridians and bones of Ding Ning's half arm will be broken.

And this sword is Su Qin's exhaustion of all real yuan. From the speed and strength, Ding Ning can't compare with it. Now the sword is already in a cage, and Ding Ning's sword and half arm are caged in it... This sword Even if he can't think of how to break it.

"Su Qin is too poisonous, this is what the same door trial!"

At the beginning of Su Qin’s sword, Xie Changsheng was already screaming with anger.

Xie Rou's body is not chilly, she has always been a woman who is stronger than many men, but at this moment, her body is full of strong sense of helplessness.

Gu Xichun’s mouth showed a smile of contempt and ridicule. In his eyes, Ding Ning’s flesh and blood was blurred, and the scary scene of bone spattering appeared. However, in his opinion, this was Ding Ning’s own search.

Everyone can see the intention of Su Qin, but everyone has no time to stop this sword of Su Qin.

The rotating sword body trapped Ding Ning's remnant sword and half arm, and began to tighten and curl like a willow leaf that quickly lost moisture.

This kind of curling, even with different rhythms in the body of the sword, like many swords with different speeds, respectively, with the sword front, the sword body toward Ding Ning's arm.

There is not much room for manoeuvre in a very small space. In such a space, Ding Ning's arm can't swing, and it is impossible to display any delicate sword style.

Even the power of the peak of refining the atmosphere is not enough to compete with the strength of Su Qinzhen.

It seems that no one can change the ending of Ding Ning's arm.

However, in the cold air at this time, it seems that something unusual is happening.

Su Qin looked at Ding Ning coldly, and his heart suddenly burst into a strong uneasiness.

Because Ding Ning's look at this moment is still very calm, and even seems a little calm.

His hand holding the hilt is getting tighter and tighter, and the knuckles are getting whiter because of the force.

......

Ding Ning is more calm than Su Qin.

Because in all people's view, this sinister sword can't be cracked, it is nothing to him.

Compared with the real swordsmanship in the world, Su Qin’s sword at this moment is only a child’s play.

Of course, with his true cultivation and realm at the moment, there is only one way to deal with this sword of Su Qin.

However, as long as there is a way to do enough.

In the moment when Su Qin’s sword body was tightened like a dehydrated willow, the infuriating body of his body poured into the end of the end of the sword. Many of the usual runes were inconsistent. At the same time, they poured into the incomparably small and flat. Straight like a crack extending from the hilt.

The tiny white flowers on the sword of the dark green sword in his hand flew out in the air in front of the air with no return, and then disappeared.

Then the dark green sword really split and spread.

The dark green sword is like a big flower scattered, scattered into countless swords, and with the infuriating movement, these silks are rapidly expanding and growing in the air.

All the breathing on the viewing platform was completely stopped.

Everyone, including Di Qingmei, was shocked and stunned. Some people even lost their souls and wondered how this would happen.

Ding Ning's arms remained flat and motionless in the shrinking purple long sword. However, these flying swords, which had already flown out, fell on the hands of Su Qin and fell on Su Qin's wrist and landed on Su Qin's arm.

Many of the swordsmen of Su Qin's purple swords have also been only a short distance from Ding Ning's arm. However, Ding Ning's face is still calm and calm, and even the breathing is not a trace of disorder.

He just kept the instinctual output, letting those swordsmanship smash into the flesh of Su Qin, smashing the muscles in Su Qin's flesh and even piercing his bones.

Only this moment, Su Qin holding a handful of small blood flowers in the hands of the sword!

His proud face instantly became white and distorted.

He made a very fierce scream, like an injured big bird, and flew backwards.

The purple long sword can cut Ding Ning's arm only one line. However, all the muscles are pierced, and even the bones are punctured. He can no longer use half the force.

There was a loud noise.

The curled purple long sword was uncontrollably swirling in the air, and at the same time it collided with many swords in the air, bursting a lot of tiny sparks.

However, many people on the viewing platform were shocked by the fact that the sharp blade of the Perilla long sword was cut on those seemingly small swords, but none of them could be cut.

After a moment of dispersal and softness, the sword silks suddenly recovered hard and straight, quickly gathered, and once again turned into a dark green sword.

Su Qin sternly regressed, and the sharp sweeping allowed the sword silk to bring out more broken flesh and bones as he pulled away from his arm.

His left hand was distorted like a boneless claw. In the midst of misery, he called out the question many people wanted to ask at the moment: "What the sword is!"

Ding Ning's gaze also fell on the dark green sword in his hand. He did not answer Su Qin's question, but was silent.

He didn't even think about Su Qin's hand at the moment, but was thinking about the story of the sword and the master of the sword.

On the observatory's observatory, Duanmu Lian looked at the dark green sword, and there was a picture of the sword stretched in his mind. He finally folded the sword that had broken the handle and the sword that was long ago. together.

He said incredulously: "Only in front of you, regardless of your body, every sword is like the last foil of the last sword. This is the last foil of Bashan Yulan!"

Some students on the viewing platform have never heard of the name of this sword. Some students have heard it, but because they have not experienced the era before the emperor Yuanwu was enthroned, in the era when many of the stunning Daqin practitioners disappeared. They are still young, so at this moment there is not much shocking emotion in their bodies because of the story of the sword itself.

However, many older teachers of Di Qingmei and Qingteng Jianyuan are completely different.

This sword itself is also a legend, representing a kind of twisting and not bending... In many people's eyes, it does not know the attitude of the time.

However, they did not think that Ding Ning’s inconspicuous broken sword was the remnant of the sword, and it could have such power.

"At that time, Li Daoji already saw that Ding Ning had such an understanding of the Wild Fire Sword?"

"That was just that Ding Ning had just realized the wildfire swordsmanship... Did Ding Ning have already realized the true meaning of the Wildfire Sword?"

The shocked emotions expanded infinitely in Di Qingmei's eyes.

He is also a rare practitioner of Changling, so he is very clear that the true meaning of wildfire swords is not in the wildfires, but in the wildfires, the spring breeze is born again, in the case of a sword and swordsmanship, but still There may be a constant backward trend in the village.

The sword of Fang Cai Ding Ning, although relying on the characteristics of the end of the sword itself, but the sword of the wild fire sword is enough to make every big swordsman move.

At this time, he really understood why Li Dao, who had not been out of the White Sheep Cave for a long time, had to go out of the mountain, and he had to take the risk of a battle for Ding Ning.

"This sword can be extended like this..."

"You have always been so confident, it turned out that it is still hidden like this!"

Pain and fear finally began to occupy Su Qin’s heart. He looked at his blood and was sure to abolish the unrecoverable left hand. He was mad and laughed wildly: “You have abolished my hand!”

"You want to abolish my hand, so I only scrapped your hand." Hearing his laughter, Ding Ning raised his head and said in a cold and sly voice: "This is your own choice."