The Sword Dynasty - 315

The same breakthrough, and Ding Ning is only from the third to the fourth, but it shocked everyone even more.

Because Ding Ning only started to practice in Baiyang Cave in the autumn of last year, even though the whole Changling later learned that Xue Wangxu gave Ding Ning the spiritual veins of Baiyang Cave for his practice, but at this time from the three realms to the four realms, this kind of practice speed, It can’t be used too fast, but can only be described as incredible.

Especially since Ding Ning’s half-day study of the Profound Realm, his advancement of cultivation has been paid attention to, and there have always been traces to follow. Most of the practice places know that by the beginning of this sword meeting, he is only barely close to the peak of the three realms.

So Ye Haoran can be confident, the realm of cultivation has actually arrived a long time ago, just to hide his cultivation, he has been stepping on the door, only at this time, but Ding Ning is different, Ding Ning could not have arrived at this door long ago. .

As soon as I arrived at this door, I stepped directly over it. This kind of barrier-free breakthrough is not recorded in the history books, and it is something that I can’t believe without seeing it in person.

The entire valley was full of incredible and shocking emotions, but at this time, Jing Liuli laughed.

Her smile before was very cold, and it was always full of the kind of fighting spirit, but at this time her smile was very warm and bright.

Tantai Guanjian couldn’t help turning his head to look at her.

He was worried that Jing Liuli’s state of mind would go wrong, which would affect his future practice.

“Who can believe it? Although at his age, his cultivation level is not the highest, but he has surpassed most of his peers in this world with only one year of cultivation. Who would doubt that he is a flash in the pan?”

Jing Liuli didn’t go to see Tantai Guanjian, but still smiled brightly, and then said: “From now on, there are two Minshan Sword Sects, and there is only one Lingxu Sword Sect. My Minshan Sword Sect is Daqin after all. The First Sword Sect.”

Tantai Guanjian was startled.

He immediately realized that his worries were wrong.

There are two Minshan Sword Sects mentioned by Jing Liuli in this sentence, one naturally refers to herself, the other is the current Ding Ning, and there is only one Lingxu Sword Sect, which naturally refers to Ambrose.

So when Jing Liuli could say this, the height of her standing was already different.

She sees far, and what she sees is the future.

Ye Haoran’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his eyes opened, as bright as stars.

The plain white shirt on his body stretched toward the surrounding air, and a strong wave of heaven and earth vitality violent above the valley, mixed with palpable sword intent.

The breath in his body is quiet and stable, and the true essence and the heaven and earth vitality are running in the body, without a sense of jerky.

Like everyone’s guess in the valley, he could have crossed into the five realms long ago, as long as he took that step.

At this moment, perceiving the fresh breath coming from the opposite side, there was not much shock in his eyes. Instead, he couldn’t help but smile again and said to himself: “Interesting.”

This kind of broken mirror without obstacles that has not even been recorded in history books is naturally unthinkable for him.

It was just that Ding Ning was about to die in his eyes, so Ding Ning’s broken mirror just made him feel interesting, and did not cause the slightest shock.

A sneer softly sounded from between his sleeves.

A small white sword flew out from the sleeves of his clothes like life.

In the valley, the pupils of many selected students and masters of cultivation grounds have shrunk slightly. They all understand that just like the Dan Hg Sword is Gu Xichun’s real sword, this flying sword, which has been hidden in Ye Haoran’s sleeves, is Ye Haoran’s real sword. .

After a slight snoring, there was a broken scream.

The sessile white little sword turned into a stream of fireflies and immediately went behind Ding Ning’s, piercing the aorta on his neck obliquely.

Ding Ning opened his eyes at this time, he couldn’t even lift his hand, but with the sharp injection of his true essence, the crack at the front end of the flower remnant sword was filled with streamer, and the sword silk was fluttering, and it was born in front of the white small sword. Several green sword air like silk.

When the white sword light collided with the few threads of sword light, it flew back lightly, and the broken silky blue sword energy disappeared. However, several blood stains appeared on Ding Ning’s neck, and blood began to drain.

Ye Haoran looked at Ding Ning indifferently, with his hands hanging naturally, without seeing any special movements, but the flying white stalkless small sword faded and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Feijian disappeared without a trace, and even the selected students who were on the sidelines felt great fear.

Practitioners under the five realms do not have much resistance to the unpredictable flying sword. This kind of fear is as natural as some animals see their natural enemies. Ye Haoran’s unpredictability of Feijian at this time also made them clearly realize that Ye Haoran had no idea how to practice Feijian. Before he could react, he was killed by a sword.

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Where did that white flying sword go?

There was a faint noise in the tuft of grass in front of Ding Ning, and some grass clippings flew up, but he still just waited quietly, and did not immediately release his sword.

A faint sword shadow quietly circumvented the messy grass bundles, then jumped up sharply, suddenly turned into a volley of lightning, and pierced Ding Ning’s head fiercely!

At this moment, Ding Ning didn’t even look behind him, his waist and abdomen fiercely exerted force, his whole body twisted like knots, and the broken sword in his hand struck this sinister flying sword with a flirtatious momentum!

The back of Fang Buddha’s head looked like eyes, and the Mo Hua Can Sword met accurately with the handleless white small sword.

There was a loud bang.

The small white sword still flew back, but the white sword light on the sword produced wave-like ripples.

Without staying in the slightest, Ding Ning did not care about Ye Haoran who was not far behind. The Weibow body that had just turned around jumped up like a leopard, and the sword that had not been fully retracted in his hand was severely cut down again.

There was another explosion in the air.

The white flying sword retreated again.

Ding Ning entered again, the Mohua Remnant Sword in his hand brought out a shadow of the sword, and he accurately slashed on the thin shankless sword again!

The violent voice recurred.

It was just a short remnant sword, but at this moment in Ding Ning’s hands, it abruptly gave everyone an aura as if he was holding a giant hammer.

Ding Ning chased the sword.

The faces of many candidates in the valley are getting paler and paler. If they encounter such a flying sword, they will only have despair and be killed by this flying sword. However, at this moment, Ding Ning is chasing this flying sword and continues to kill. .

Such a violent posture, on the contrary, made Ding Ning no longer passive. However, seeing such a picture, Ye Haoran only smiled faintly, with a slightly mocking look in his eyes.

The five fingers of his right hand moved slightly, as if they were pulling some invisible strings. At the same time, the flow of the true essence in his body suddenly accelerated.

The white flying sword that kept flying backwards in the air suddenly let out a blast.

With a bang, two sledgehammers that placed Buddha in the air slammed together.

A wave of air that was visible to the naked eye in the dark violently blasted between Ding Ning and this small sword.

Ding Ning’s body gave a sharp stop.

The thin, handleless white sword just flew back a few feet, then violently circled an arc, breaking through the air waves that were still spreading out, and piercing Ding Ning’s eyebrows like lightning!

Ding Ning stepped back.

The toes of both feet dotted several dust flowers on the ground, and the residual flower sword in his hand gently unloaded its force, and rolled the small white sword down.

The little white sword did not seem to have any contact with his body, but a crack suddenly appeared on his chest and clothes, and a fresh wound appeared.

With a whistling sound, the small white sword flew back again, clinging to the ground, causing a wave of dust.

Almost all the teachers in the practice areas were breathing heavily.

Ding Ning’s performance when facing Feijian is already perfect, especially his calmness… When facing Feijian, the most important thing is whether he can remain calm at all times. His calmness is no less than that of some swords. The attendant next to the teacher.

If Ding Ning’s True Essence cultivation was close to Ye Haoran at this time, even if Ding Ning did not know how to fly a sword to imperial ambassador, in the eyes of everyone, Ding Ning would have a great chance of defeating Ye Haoran.

However, there is an essential gap in strength, and this is the biggest problem right now.

The dull crackling sound kept ringing.

The flimsy white stiletto sword and Mohua Canjian kept meeting in the air.

Ding Ning’s body was trembling violently, and he accurately grasped every trajectory of Feijian. However, every time Feijian appeared, he still left some wounds on his body.

The excited blush on Zhang Yi’s face had long since subsided, and it turned pale.

He looked at the more and more wounds on Ding Ning’s body and felt Ye Haoran’s vicious intentions.

Ye Haoran wanted to kill Ding Ning.

However, with people like Tantai Guanjian and Lin Suixin present, it was impossible for him to kill Ding Ning with a single sword.

However, he can continue to add new wounds to Ding Ning’s body. As the blood continues to flow, the blood in Ding Ning’s body will always shed light and die…unless Ding Ning admits defeat.

It’s just that Zhang Yi knows that Ding Ning is absolutely impossible to admit defeat.

So Ye Haoran wanted to kill Ding Ning slowly in this way, just like Ling Chi.