The Sword Dynasty

Xue Forgot couldn't help but shook his head. Everything was as developed by Ding Ningfang, and it turned out that he was behind Ding Ning.

Sometimes he can't understand Ding Ning's meticulous observation and insight into the general judgment, because this ability, in addition to talent, often comes from more experience.

Ding Ning cross-legged to the chest, many whispers into his ear.

It is nothing more than ridicule that his hand is actually a residual sword.

In the lingering light of his eyes, there was no change in the look of the turbidity, and the coldness in his heart became more and more intense. It’s been too long for the days of pampering, and even this sword is not known.

Feng Qing’s eyes at this time also fell on the broken sword in the hands of Ding Ning.

Even the seals and thousands of turbidity have not recognized the end of the fencing because of the fracture, and the Bashan sword field has not been born when he changed, naturally it is impossible to recognize the sword.

He looked at the uneven fractures and tiny cracks in the handle of Ding Ning's hand, and the corners of his mouth filled with more ridicule.

With a bang, he pulled out his sword.

The sword that appeared in his hand was about three feet long. It was unusually thin and light. In the center of the white blade, a black line extended from the hilt to the sword front.

It is like a sword-shaped white paper with an ink line drawn.

Ding Ning's brow slowly picked up.

He recognized the sword... This is the Danqing sword of the Bashan sword field.

In the old Bashan sword field, only the most noble person has the sword.

Now such a sword, actually appeared in the hands of Feng Qing.

Looking at Ding Ning's slowly brows, the eyes of Feng Qing's eyes were a bit more colorful. He thought that Ding Ning felt tremendous pressure because of the sword in his hand.

But his movements did not stop too much.

"please!"

His voice full of sarcasm has just sounded, and the whole person has turned into a residual image, cutting the distance of a few feet.

A loud bang!

He and Ding Ning's sword have already collided with each other, and numerous stern swords have spattered out. There are two semi-circular arcs between the two bodies.

Between the light arcs, there are many flower-like stars that are surging and bursting with their own power.

This is a short moment.

Just a little bit of time, Feng Qing’s figure was slightly stunned, and the Danqing sword in his hand also waved forward. The sword on the sword was like a stream of water, but Ding Ning was in front of him. The right hand sleeves of the sword have been rushed out of the cracks by the sword. The whole person has retreated backwards and backwards. Their feet alternately step on the stone road, and the soles have a cracking sound.

The thousand turbidity looks slightly loose and sighed.

The temptation of this first sword has proved that although this Changling teenager is not weak in swordsmanship, there is a great gap between strength and Feng Qingyu.

The ridicule in the eyes of the noble people in Zhushan County sitting on the mahogany chair is also more intense.

This is a huge gap between the refining environment and the real world.

The ordinary people of Zhushan County were still shocked by this sword collision. They could not imagine that the body of Feng Qing and Ding Ning was so thin, it contained such a terrible force... but no matter what, the other party was sealed. The young master lost a sword and apparently lost some.

For a time, cheers and cheers rose.

......

Looking at Ding Ning, who is still not fully stable, Feng Qing’s face sheds more sneer.

However, he did not pursue the situation.

His eyes twitched slightly, and the real element slowly flowed out of his hand and passed through the ink line on the white paper sword.

He was very focused and took a sword in the air between him and Ding Ning.

The white sword shadow smashed through the air, but a black sword gas stayed in the air, motionless.

In the cold air, suddenly there was a black line.

Seeing such a black line, many of the noble people in Zhushan County were also rushed to breathe, and their eyes were slightly blurred.

This is obviously a line of characters.

Everyone in Zhushan County knows that Feng Qingyi is a highly qualified practitioner. However, everyone did not know before. He majored in swordsmanship!

With the sword and gas, each sword is a line of characters, and eventually it will form a variety of complete symbols, which will bring more power to the world and release a stronger power.

This is the means of Fu Jian's double repair. It is also a very difficult means to master. Even if it is just painting, it is many times more difficult to paint in the empty air than to paint on yellow paper. What's more, it cannot be the slightest. Deviation, otherwise it will not attract the symbol of the resonance of heaven and earth.

Feng Qing’s cultivation is higher than the Changling Junior. Now he has shown such an amazing kendo means. What can the Changling Juniors have to overcome?

Feng Qing's face was slightly ridiculed, but his eyes were extremely focused. He put out another sword, and there was another ink-colored line in the air in front.

The two lines do not intersect, but there is already an inexplicable reaction, and there are many black smoke.

Ding Ning stopped the retreat at this time.

His right hand sleeves have been ruined, and even a few blood marks appear on the back of his hand. However, what makes all the onlookers puzzled is that he still has no fear at his face, and he still calms down.

Looking at the two lines in the air that began to scatter black smoke, the broken sword of his right hand was also smoothly drawn forward.

The dark green sword seems to be the sword that he has forgotten in the carriage. As the dark green sword rushes through, the air in front of him suddenly appears several white lines!

All the people in Zhushan County who had previously thought that Ding Ning was unsuccessful were all stunned, and the face of the turbidity was slightly stiff, and the eyes shrank sharply.

This is obviously also the sword path!

Feng Qingyi also saw the white lines in the first place, and a strong incredible feeling filled his body. He himself majored in this sword method, and naturally knew how difficult it was to repair the sword. He started to draw characters since he was three years old. He started holding swords at the age of six. He didn’t have Xiaocheng until half a year ago... but now this is almost the same age as himself. The Changling teenagers have even displayed this method, and they seem to be more skillful than themselves, and the sword is even faster!

......

Ding Ning's expression did not change anything. The residual sword in his hand continued to walk smoothly in the air. It was just a moment of rest, and he had more than ten white lines in front of him.

These ten white lines and the previous number of lines are interlaced in the air, forming a square symbol.

A crack of "嗤"!

In the next moment, this symbol suddenly collapsed, but countless chills gathered in front at an unimaginable speed.

In the air, thousands of trees and pears bloom, and countless white ice flowers are connected together to form an ice tree, which is pressed toward the seal!

Feng Qing's face was slightly white, and there was a fierce scream.

As the black lines plucked, the sword in front of him finally formed.

There was a loud bang, and a black smoke rushed out like a dragon. There were countless black bats rambling inside and screaming.

The unusually nice ice tree was shattered in an instant, and it turned into countless pieces of ice.

The same sword is a sign, but because of the gap in cultivation, there is also a clear gap in strength.

However, all people in Zhushan County did not cheer.

Because Ding Ning’s sword is very fast.

In addition to precision, the most important thing is the fast.

Only in this short period of time, in front of Ding Ning, there has been a white Jianguang, a square white sword symbol, has already formed.

Numerous crystal borne horns that flew back to him were suddenly pushed into the air by a new force, and then quickly turned into countless tiny ice crystals.

More embarrassing forces erupted, and these ice crystals and new ice trees converge and advance.

A strange call.

Feng Qingyi retireed in the future, and the Danqing sword in his hand continued to slam.

That ink-like black smoke is not in power, and numerous sharp-edged borneol pierced the black smoke.

The borneol and the Danqing sword in his hand continually collide, making a dense and sour sound.

As he stepped back, countless pieces of ice fell on the ground in front of him.

His hair and his robes were covered with white ice and began to melt.

Ding Ning is still extremely calm, he began to move forward.

In the eyes of Feng Qing, his figure emerged from the broken ink dragon, and with it, there is a brand new sword.

The white sword symbol between invisible and tangible gives everyone the feeling, like a white square print, which is provoked by Ding Ning's sword tip and is facing the seal.

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At the beginning of the sword, a black light group suddenly expanded, forming a black ink pool.

The bang banged.

The power of the white sword symbol was shattered, and the figure that had been relegated and smashed suddenly stopped.

However, let him desperately bite his teeth, the feeling of a sense of powerlessness in his heart, he saw Ding Ning's figure also live, and Ding Ning's body, has formed a white sword.

The same is the sword, but the other side's sword is too fast, so quickly they have no chance to show the sword again!

The faces of all the people in Zhushan County sitting on the mahogany chair have become extremely ugly.

"Have you seen this age, but can you use such a good practitioner for the sword? If I am not mistaken, this should be the Aries glacial sword of the Aries, the difficulty of this sword, absolutely It will not be weaker than the Bashan Molong Fujian Sutra of the Qing Dynasty." One of the noble voices said to the person next to him.

"Before the Changling teenager was quiet, I saw some extraordinary, but I didn't think it was so extraordinary. In the history books, it is rare to see someone who can use the sword at such a young age." With a sigh of relief, Shen Sheng said: "There is a realm of separation from the other side, but it is labeled like this... you can admit defeat."

Although everyone in Zhushan County hopes to seal the Qing dynasty, the dialogue between the two can represent the mood of the most discerning nobles at the moment.

It’s just that you are not willing to seal up.

He does not want to admit defeat.

"I didn't expect you to have such strength... but from the beginning, I didn't want to beat you, but wanted to abolish you!"

He glared at Ding Ning, and made such a voice in his heart.

A trace of cruelty and sorrow appeared in the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the real yuan was quickly injected into the Danqing sword. His left hand was slightly moved, and a purple-gold symbol fell from his sleeve and fell on the palm of his left hand.

(The beginning of the next chapter is to be officially put on the shelves, so this chapter is slightly released earlier. If it is hypocritical, it will not be said much like Xue Forgiveness. I still hope to like this book, try to subscribe to support, after all, good results. For the author, it is the biggest encouragement. The next chapter of the VIP chapter update should be around 12 o'clock this evening.)