The Sword Dynasty - 263. Chapter 262

Lie Yinghong’s True Essence cultivation base has passed the middle grade of the four realms. He kills the emperor insects faster, and the scene of killing these emperor insects looks more fierce and shocking, but in her eyes, it looks like Ding Ning before. By contrast, every movement of Lie Yinghong in this formation seemed too young, and still not efficient enough, wasting a lot of unnecessary energy and true energy.

Even if the number of emperor insects surrounding him were reduced by half at this time, he would not be able to rush to kill.

Lie Yinghong is much better than Shen Yi and Xie Changsheng, and the long sword in his hand is called the Whale Swallowing Sword, which is also a famous sword that is well-known in the world. Xie Changsheng couldn’t even take a sword from Lie Yinghong, and with this method, he happened to make Lie Yinghong fall here.

In the world of cultivators, things related to victory and defeat, life and death are not about the process at all, only the results.

Xie Changsheng achieved the desired result, which changed her view. However, on the cliff above her, some masters of the training ground watching the battle looked at the scene of Lie Yinghong fighting these emperors, but they became more and more disturbed. Some people even finally couldn’t bear it. An old man wearing a purple star-moon robe first uttered angrily: “This kind of Zerg’s strength is so powerful that every head is comparable to a middle-grade practitioner of the three realms, even the talent. If Lie Yinghong, ranked number one in the book, was severely injured and lost here, this kind of competition would be too difficult and too meaningless.”

Many people agree with this old man’s words, but some people hold different opinions.

Only when the old man’s voice had just disappeared, the heavy cold snort had already rang.

“If you have objections to the rules of the Sword Club, you can choose not to participate in the Sword Club. These Zergs are only practitioners comparable to the middle grades of the three realms, and not those whose strength is comparable to the five realms. They can be killed by a single encounter. Choosing students. Moreover, this is not a competition that must be achieved purely by cultivation. Xie Changsheng previously figured out a way to get rid of the tracking of these zergs. It was obviously only a matter of method and method, but it was because the competition itself was meaningless. The real saying that he can’t swim but he doesn’t think the pants are big.”

These words were extremely rude in both the words and the tone. The old man in the purple star-moon robes was naturally furious. He turned his head and wanted to argue with the person who made the sound. However, he saw clearly. When the sound of the person was a middle-aged man with a horse face in a blue robe, he took a breath and swallowed a word that was about to blur out.

The middle-aged man with a horse face in a blue robe is Lu Qingli of You Jianzong. People in Guanzhong, many outstanding young people from poor backgrounds in Guanzhong came to Changling to make a living before they became practitioners or enlisted in the army. Many of them got it. Thanks to the support of the Xie family, most practitioners from Guanzhong respect the Xie family.

Refuting the battle at this time is equivalent to refuting that Xie Changsheng was probably a victory in exchange for his life. The cultivation base of this old man is almost the same as that of Lu Qingli, but Lu Qingli is younger than him and has much more vitality. When the dispute is started, most of his losers, not to mention that he may arouse the anger of many practitioners from the customs.

The old man stopped speaking, but Lu Qingli slowly narrowed his eyes, and spit out another coldly: “When Ding Ning faced these zergs, he didn’t see anyone raise any objections. Now I will mention these words again. I’m afraid it’s too late.”

The surrounding area suddenly fell into a dead silence. The old man wearing a purple star-moon robe did not feel more angry, but a trace of coldness grew in his heart.

Because everyone heard that Lu Qingli’s words were not aimed at him, but publicly expressed dissatisfaction with the messenger behind Lie Yinghong.

There are many people from Jiaodong County in this time, and many people bear the blessings of the palace. What they care most about is the thoughts of the mistress in the palace, as opposed to some practitioners who sympathize with the encounter in Aries Cave. In terms of the number and strength of these people will naturally be much greater, but those who cherish their lives dare not fight with their lives, this has nothing to do with the number.

In the dead silence, Lu Qingli narrowed his eyes tighter, narrowing his eyes into a thin blade of sword.

He looked at the blue palace where Xie Changsheng plunged into it, took a deep breath, and at the same time thought very coldly in his heart that the person who instructed Lie Yinghong to do this would best pray for Xie Changsheng to live. Otherwise, a heavy price will be paid.

He doesn’t care whether this is due to Xie Changsheng’s own choice, he only knows that there are certain things that cannot be exceeded.

Ling Xue Wangxu died at the beginning of the Minshan Sword Club, and Ling Lie Yinghong chased and killed these friends around Ding Ning. In the eyes of many people, it exceeded the limit.

The curtain door of the camp trembled violently and flicked out.

Although the palace maid surnamed Rong has more real power than many officials, she is only a palace maid in the palace, so she can’t show her face at this time, and can only stay in the resting camp to listen to the return.

Listening to the return of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, a cloud of cloud began to form on her face at this time, and the air around her body was pressed by her naturally flowing vitality, and it continued to bulge outward.

She is just a person who does things for others, and is not fighting for her own honor, shame and face, so when doing these things, she can completely ignore the opinions of others, or even the insults that others have made to her, but she cannot allow herself Failure to do something.

Lie Yinghong is the most important chess piece in her hand, but who would have thought that this chess piece would be directly damaged in the hands of a young Guanzhong like Xie Changsheng who seemed to be able to completely ignore it?

Thinking of such a thing would only make those proud teenagers even more proud, without any warning and admonition, her face was even more ugly.

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The stumps of the emperor’s body and broken ice ridges were scattered everywhere, making it very difficult for Lie Yinghong to set foot.

In just a short span of tens of breaths, his body has already had more than a dozen wounds, and one of them is a terrible penetrating wound.

In the eyes of all spectators, his ending is doomed.

However, he did not want to give up.

A stern shout sounded from his mouth, and some green flames flashed out of his pupils, and the whale swallowing sword in his hand suddenly shot out hundreds of green sword lights.

These sword lights spread out like the branches of a willow tree and fluttered out.

There were many crackling sounds in the air that made teeth sour.

This sound includes the sound of carapace cracking, the sound of bone shattering and the sound of flesh and blood exploding.

The bodies of dozens of emperor worms centered on him exploded in an instant, turning into countless irregular pieces of flesh and blood.

The next moment, the leather boots under his feet also made a sound almost bursting, and his whole body was like an out of control carriage, rushing out frantically towards the stream where Xie Changsheng had fallen.

However, at this moment, the blood exploding in Lie Yinghong’s body was sharply cold.

His enchanting green pupil was obscured by a black curtain.

A figure that was as bloody and tenacious as him, with this sword light that absorbs all the light like a black screen, lay in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

The Whale Swallowing Sword in his hand was drawn by the unique binding force and violently collided with the long sword in the dark.

With the subconscious surging of the true essence in his body, a wave of air exploded between the two swords, his body was forced to retreat three steps abruptly, and the figure that forcibly rushed to him was actually He flew out directly with this sword.

This moment of blocking was enough to sever Rie Yinghong’s last hope.

When the blackness dissipated in the air in front of him, dozens of screams of piercing air had already sounded around his body again.

The sky outside him was like a canvas, split by dozens of emperor insects rushing at high speed.

On the cliff, many of the masters of various training grounds who were watching the battle looked at the figure that had been shaken off and fell into the thorn bushes, and their emotions fluctuated again.

“Xue Wangxu has a good apprenticeship.”

Someone could not help but let out a soft but emotional sigh.

At this moment, the figure flying backwards and falling into the thorn bushes, with countless wounds cut out of his body again, is naturally Shen Yi.

This sword has consumed all his strength, and at this time he can’t even stand up again.

In the sight of the masters on the cliff, Zhang Yi, Ding Ning, and Shen Yi can be regarded as the selected students of the true biography of Xue Wangxu in the Baiyang Cave. There have been people who have passed the level and calmly walked towards the exit of this level. However, whether it is the figure that is falling at this time or the figure that is continuing to move forward, it is enough to make most of them respect, emotion, and even jealous.

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There is silence in the crimson sea of thorns. Because of the splitting of the vitality of the unique magic circle that surrounds it, the air and light in every one hundred meters of area are strangely distorted. The result is not only the sound and some air currents being directed to specific directions. Moreover, the blending and impact of vitality also produces wonderful light, making the vast plain deep in the belly of the mountain like an invisible sun that is always shining with warm and welcoming sunlight.

It’s just that Ding Ning, who has an extremely accurate grasp of the passage of time, knows that it is already late at night in the mountains outside.

Perhaps it was because the mountains outside were already late at night, so when he dragged his exhausted body to the blue palace that Qing Yaoyin was referring to, the wind blowing from the opened palace door was obviously with a little bit of wind. His chills made him chill with sweat all over his body.

A man appeared at the door of the temple.

This man also wore a turquoise robe representing the identity of the Minshan Jianzong practitioner, but he held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands, and his face was extremely gentle and delicate. He had no obvious saber on his body and no sharp sword intent. People don’t feel like a powerful swordsman, but like a private school teacher holding a book to teach.

He also looked at Ding Ning who walked to the entrance of the temple with emotion, nodded and congratulated Ding Ning for passing this pass, but couldn’t help but whispered: “Why are you doing this?”

Ding Ning knew this man, he knew that this man was the same gentleman as Zhang Yi, and he also understood the kindness of this man.

But listening to this man’s voice at this time, he inexplicably thought of a conversation between himself and Changsun Qianxue, and thought of Changsun Qianxue’s answer at the time.

“Because I feel unfair.”

Ding Ning raised his head slightly, looked at the man, and answered calmly: “So I want to do this.”

The man sighed, but didn’t say anything any more, stepped aside, and let Ding Ning pass through the door of the hall.

Except for Jing Liuli, no one else knew that this man at the entrance of the palace was actually a barrier.

This man was tested for his character and temperament.

So when Ding Ning stepped into this palace, it was actually equivalent to passing the first place in two consecutive competitions.