The Sword Dynasty - 289. Chapter 288 Two Swords

Looking at Ding Ning, he read the two names on the volume casually but with interest.

“Gu Xichun, picking Shu from Nangong.”

As his voice sounded, Gu Xichun suddenly raised her head, and many low voices from his side also sounded.

The emotions in these whispering voices are very complicated. Some whispering voices contain sympathy, some are obviously gloating, and some people’s whispering voices contain a sense of relief.

Many candidates have heard that Gu Xichun and Ding Ning had a festival, but Nangong Caishu was one of the people who stood firmly by Ding Ning’s side from the beginning.

This is definitely a battle of distinct camps, but it is definitely a battle of strengths and weaknesses.

Nangong Caishu is not even in the top 50 of the talent list, but Gu Xichun is ranked third in the talent list. In the sea of thorns ahead, Gu Xichun has never been injured at all, and Nangong Cai Shu’s injuries were extremely serious.

For a few people, the most critical significance of this battle is that Gu Xichun will also fight in front of everyone.

The Shadow Mountain Sword Cave is not a particularly good place for practice in Changling. Although Gu Xichun is the outstanding practitioner of the generation of Shadow Mountain Sword Cave, he was only slightly famous before, but in just over half a year, He became one of the strongest young talents in Changling, and there are countless questions in it.

For all candidates who want to gain something at the Minshan Sword Fair, this question is equivalent to danger.

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In a soft cry containing various emotions, Ding Ning frowned slightly.

The Sword Sect cultivator of Minshan who had no expression on his face before reading the book looked at Ding Ning who was frowning slightly, but there was a smile that was imperceptible in the darkness of his mouth. When I feel embarrassed, I still frown like a normal person.

Nangong Caishu took a deep breath. She glanced at Ding Ning, Zhang Yi and the others, and moved without any fear on her face.

“You admit defeat.”

However, at this moment, Ding Ning’s voice sounded and spread to her ears.

Nangong Caishu was stunned, “Why?”

“You will not be his opponent.”

Ding Ning stared at her stubborn eyebrows, shook her head, and said seriously: “It doesn’t make much sense.”

If others said such words to her, she would definitely be angry, but she was sure that Ding Ning’s judgment could not be wrong.

“Really not even a trace?”

She also frowned deeply, looking at Ding Ning and asked unwillingly.

“There may not be a trace of it.” Ding Ning looked at her and said, “I shouldn’t even be able to get him a slight injury.”

Nangong Caishu was silent for a while, and said: “You can guess what kind of sword script he has cultivated…or why did he suddenly become stronger?”

Ding Ning shook his head, “I don’t know.”

Nangong Caishu raised his head, looked at his twinkling eyes in the dark, and said, “I want to take him a sword.”

Ding Ning’s brows that had been loosened suddenly frowned again.

“I understand that you are worried that I will be injured more severely.” Nangong Caishu looked at him and said in a soft voice, “But I promise you, I will only make one sword… I will only let you see his sword, and then I will Give up.”

Ding Ning’s brows did not loosen, but he did not refuse either. He thought for a very short time, and then nodded.

“If that’s the case, you don’t want one sword, you need two swords.”

Nangong Caishu was slightly startled, she didn’t understand the meaning of Ding Ning’s words.

Ding Ning went on to say: “The weather is cold, and then the sails are exhausted.”

Nangong Caishu understood for a while, but didn’t.

Ni Shuihan and Qianfan are all sword styles in the Shui Linglong Sword Sutra of the Yunshui Palace that she and Zhang Yi and others had learned before they crossed the kendo.

The sword style in the Shui Linglong Sword Scripture is of course extremely exquisite, but the sword intent of the two sword styles, and even the method of the true essence movement is very different, and it seems that they cannot be used together at all.

Ding Ning did not explain, but looked at her calmly.

“good.”

Nangong Caishu didn’t say anything any more, nodded and started to move.

“Junior Brother…Is it really going to be fine?” Zhang Yi hesitated for a long time, but couldn’t help but said extremely worried.

“This is a question of mutual trust.” Ding Ning turned his head to look at him, and said, “Since we trust each other, there will be no problems.”

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Gu Xichun, who was already parked in an empty field, looked at Nangong Caishu who was walking slowly, but his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

He saw that Nangong Caishu and Ding Ning had a conversation, but he couldn’t hear the content of the conversation between the two.

Does Ding Ning think it is possible for Nangong Caishu to defeat him?

This made him feel a little humiliated.

His right hand landed on the hilt, and before the cross sword was on his chest, an extremely cold breath penetrated from his scabbard.

Several electors who were close to Gu Xichun suddenly breathed slightly, and their eyes fell involuntarily to their front and feet.

For some reason, they all felt a strange and dangerous breath that seemed to come out of their feet.

Nangong Caishu faced Gu Xichun directly, and of course she also felt this strange aura. This aura even made her wounds feel as if they were soaked in ice water, but she was just constantly thinking about it at this time. Recalling the two sword styles that Ding Ning said in the middle, the face was just a deeply contemplative appearance.

Gu Xichun’s expression became more gloomy for a few minutes. He looked at Nangong Caishu who walked into the venue and said, “Please.”

Nangong Caishu was still thinking about how the two sword styles couldn’t be connected, a little fascinated, and subconsciously replied, “Please.”

Gu Xichun’s face was even more gloomy, especially the deep red color in the slightly sunken eye sockets suddenly deepened, and it seemed that blood was about to pour out of his skin.

He began to draw his sword.

The hilt of his sword is dark red. As he moves, a brighter red gleams from the mouth of the scabbard, but the body of the sword is a more vivid blood red, as if there is a line of blood flowing from his scabbard. Gush.

Only then did Nangong Caishu suddenly wake up.

For the usual normal combat, her reaction is too slow, it is easy to miss the first shot, and even too late to judge the opponent’s sword.

However, she chose to trust Ding Ning. At this time, she didn’t need to think any more, and she didn’t need to look at what sword Gu Xichun used.

Only at the moment when Huo Ran woke up, she uttered an agitated whistle, and without thinking about it, she drew her sword out of her sword.

The sword is fast and natural.

A crystal stream formed around her in an instant.

At the same time, the sword light in her hand was cut out in the opposite square of the crystal water flowing.

This is the “backwater cold” in the Yunshui Gongshui Linglong Sword Classic.

If it were a big sword, the sword light that Nangong picked at this time must be like a big ship going upstream, with an unyielding and unyielding aura. However, the sword selected by Nangong Shun in the sword valley is extremely small, but It is one foot long, especially the sword body is bizarrely curved. At this time, when the sword light comes out, it flows upstream in the crystal water, but it is like a snake in the water.

What’s even more surprising is that the hilt of her sword is silver and the sword body is pale white. Although it looks small, it has amazing sharpness. Most practitioners who watched the battle were shocked to see this handle. The sword travels in the crystal clear water, and the crystal clear water does not exist. The cut crystal water even gives people the feeling that there is always a thin layer of distance from the sword body.

Most of the teachers in the training grounds in the field are powerful practitioners far beyond those present. Although most of them have never seen the Shui Linglong Sword Scripture of Yunshui Palace, they used this sword in Nangong. At the time, they could all easily judge that the original power of this sword was that the sword qi of the sword and the sparkling water flowed together. It just went up against the current, bringing up many sharp water lines, such as many thin water swords at the same time. Stabbed at the opponent.

However, because Nangong Caishu is a special sword, at this moment, it did not arouse any waterline, but refracted many crystal light rays.

In an instant, Nangong picked up the sword light in Shu’s hand, and it seemed to have turned into countless swords.

Countless brilliant sword lights fell towards Gu Xichun, it was difficult to tell which sword was the real one.

The complexion of many candidates turned pale.

They suddenly realized that changing themselves might not be able to catch the sword of Nangong Caishu.

A look of shock also flashed in the depths of Gu Xichun’s eyes, but there was no change in his face.

The bloody long sword he drew was swung out, but instead of facing forward, it fell diagonally on the ground in front of him.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi…

A burst of dense aura filled everyone’s ears.

In the shocking eyes of most people, countless tiny dust pillars rose from the ground with weird light tremors, and flew upwards.

The tiny dust pillars collided with each other, and a sandstorm formed from the ground. Gu Xichun’s figure disappeared directly in the dust.

However, at the same time, as the dust waves rolled, there was a bitter sword intent.

A lot of dust distorted and changed, faintly forming pointed objects, as if there were many swords to show through the dust waves.