The Sword Dynasty - 305. Chapter 304

Gu Xichun’s lips were tight as a line, and a strange blush appeared in his eyes again. He looked at Ding Ning from a distance, but he could not understand Ding Ning’s thoughts at all.

“Why are you doing this?”

Li Xixing couldn’t understand Ding Ning’s thoughts at this time. He stepped forward and asked Ding Ning harshly.

Ding Ning did not answer his words, just turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, who was completely stunned. It seemed like he was talking to himself, and as if he was speaking to Zhang Yi, he whispered, “Since we have to do it, we must do it more thoroughly.”

“I should thank you instead.”

Before Li Xixing spoke again, Ding Ning glanced at him and Dugubai and others, and then said: “Without you, I won’t be in the top ten so easily.”

Hearing his words, Li Xixing and Dugubai took a breath at the same time. The two of them intuitively felt that Ding Ning’s words contained a deep meaning, but this meaning was separated by a layer of fog, and the two seemed to be able to look vaguely. Arrived, but still can’t catch it.

Ding Ning didn’t say anything any more, and walked to a clear space in front of him.

Duanmu Jingzong squinted slightly, his body revealed the aura of true essence flowing for the first time. In the next moment, his body was like catkins blown up by the wind, easily falling more than ten meters away, waiting for Ding Ning to come to him. In front of him.

He was the only person on the court who stopped thinking about why Ding Ning did this.

His breath has always been very narrow.

So he just imagined killing Li Xixing’s dog and killing Ding Ning himself.

“I just hope you won’t give up before you fall.”

Seeing Ding Ning who walked across from him, he said blankly.

Ding Ning didn’t think about the meaning of this sentence, but just mentioned Mohua Canjian and said, “What are you waiting for?”

Many teachers in practice places frowned deeply.

At this moment, Ding Ning didn’t even need the rest time given by Lin Suixin.

Duanmu Jingzong took a deep breath and raised his head.

There is no sword in his hand.

Everyone did not see where his sword was.

With a cold glow in his eyes, he began to exhale.

It’s already summer, and no one can breathe normally as white air is generated in winter. However, as he exhales, two white air is ejected from his nostrils.

Then he glanced at Ding Ning.

With just this action, the two white air shot from his nostrils left several afterimages in the air in front of him.

A snorting sound suddenly sounded.

The two white air in his nostrils disappeared, but a real crystal sword glow came out of the air, shooting at Ding Ning’s eyebrows at a terrifying speed!

Numerous shocked voices suddenly sounded in the room.

Everyone can see that this is the skill of sword talisman, drawing talisman with sword aura, inspiring heaven and earth’s vitality to gather real sword intent to attack each other, but Duanmu Jingzong is actually breathing, using his body’s true vitality and vitality to display it like this means!

In the shocked voice, there was a sudden click, followed by a real chill.

The practitioners in the valley found that the voice came from before Ding Ning.

Ding Ning’s right-handed Mohua Sword did not move, and the white flowers that were representative of Mohua Sword did not even bloom on it. However, the crystal clear sword light that fell between his brows had broken apart.

The shattered crystal sword glow like countless tiny stars blasted backwards in the air in front of his eyebrows, and then turned into a small crystal clear air current, but around these minute stars and air currents, there was a deep black mass. In the surging, countless cold black lines began to sputter from the edge.

Many teachers in the practice area reacted extremely quickly, and their eyes fell involuntarily to Ding Ning’s left hand.

Although Ding Ning’s rise in Changling was surprisingly fast, and many of his practices were more secretive than the other young talents in Changling, many practice sites still knew that Ding Ning received some inheritance from the Zhou family ancestors in the Zhou Family Mo Garden. Knowing that Ding Ning has mastered that amazingly powerful method of condensing evil.

Duanmu Jingzong’s pupils shrank slightly, and there was an accident in his eyes first, and then, it all turned into a strange scream, an unbelievable strange scream, just as his sword light shattered with a “click”. When the sound rang, it burst from between his lips and teeth.

At this moment, the gazes of the spiritual masters who reacted the fastest will not be able to fall to Ding Ning’s left hand in the future.

Violent tide sounded in the air!

The Kuroshio surges from the palms of Ding Ning’s fingers!

The cold evil sword energy accumulated in the meridian of Ding Ning, at this time, all gush out from Ding Ning’s body, forming a terrifying frenzy!

Dozens of cold evil sword auras rushed out at once, and all rushed towards the strange screaming Duanmu Jingzong!

Almost everyone’s breathing stopped completely.

At this time, the weather was slightly too hot, and there were even toads in the mountains and forests, but because of the violent dark tide, the valley became bitterly cold!

…

Duanmu Jingzong’s pupils shrank into a small black spot. With this strange cry, his right hand was raised up, and his right hand sleeve was directly shattered into countless flying fragments, surrounded by circles of purple sword light. He flew out with his white and slender arms.

Everyone saw his sword.

This is a peculiar purple-red soft sword. Before a breath, it lurked in his sleeve like a poisonous snake, wrapped around his arm.

At this time, with the purple sword light flying out, this soft sword that originally exuded some cold and cunning meaning, but also exuded a violent aura.

In the sword light generated in circles around his arm, accompanied by a strong surging of heaven and earth vitality, he whirled out of the thundercloud.

The thunder cloud expanded rapidly, resembling the flying belt wrapped around the flying fairy in the picture album.

In just an instant, a curtain of violent thunderclouds formed in front of the violent Kuroshio.

Dozens of heart-pounding cracks sounded at the same time.

In the violent thunder gang, dozens of silent and cold black clouds were simultaneously formed, exuding a terrible aura.

At this time, Ding Ning’s figure had disappeared from the same place.

There are still the afterimages of tiny white flowers in the air.

In the air between Ding Ning and Duanmu Jingzong, the flowers are still fluttering like a goddess.

Ding Ning’s figure has appeared in the rippling black clouds.

In the thunder light that hadn’t completely dissipated, several cyan rays of light lit up, and it was almost impossible to catch even the pupils of the eyes.

Duanmu Jingzong made another strange cry, and the purple-red soft sword in his hand nodded like a poisonous snake.

Wherever his sword tip went, it was where the blue light flashed, bursting out a few dazzling sparks in an instant.

Ding Ning continued to move forward.

The quiet cyan light flashed continuously around Duanmu Jingzong’s body.

Duanmu Jingzong kept calling back strangely.

The frequency of his wrist shaking seemed to become faster and faster, so that the purple-red soft sword in his hand trembled like more and more snakes were flying in the air around him.

However, all these purple-red snake shadows can only live three feet in front of him.

He can’t even pass his sword forward!

“What kind of sword is this!”

Because it was too fast, when Duanmu Jingzong had retreated more than ten steps in a row, and the golden fire around his body had shone into a film, only a few selected students made a sound of shock.

“Aurora Sword Sutra.”

“The fastest sword warp on the second blade.”

Jing Liuli squinted slightly and muttered to herself. This time not only her voice was cold, but her face also showed coldness.

“In such a short period of time, did he even understand the Aurora Sword Sutra of the Zhao Palace in the past?”

Seeing that Ding Ning’s sword style is so fast that he can’t see the sword at this time, it is not only Jing Liuli alone. The masters of these practice places are shocked to a little numb, and his usually extremely stable hands even begin to tremble a little.

Pan Ruoye’s breathing also stopped completely.

She is one of the practitioners with the highest cultivation level in this time, but she has not yet seen the true true essence cultivation level of Duanmu Jingzong.

Because Duanmu Jingzong had no chance to show his true true essence cultivation at all!

Ding Ning is no more than the pinnacle of the three realms at most. Before entering the four realms, Duanmu Jingzong’s true essence cultivation must be far superior to Ding Ning. However, Ding Ning directly suppressed him at the beginning and missed the opportunity. He can only deal with it, he can’t even use his true essence and swing the sword!

Even the flow of True Essence was not smooth, and even the sword in his hand could not be handed forward to launch a counterattack. Everyone could see that Duanmu Jingzong could no longer be fast.

“Can you be faster?”

However, at this moment, everyone saw Ding Ning speak, and then Ding Ning’s unique calm voice sounded in his ears.