The Sword Dynasty - 391. Chapter 390

The steps of defending the city came to a halt.

He is not far away from Baishanshui and Xu Fenqin, and even at this time, he can clearly perceive the specific location of Baishanshui and Xu Fenqin.

However, he wanted to get closer.

So he missed the opportunity to shoot.

He took a deep breath and sighed again.

Looking at the few white hairs falling from his forehead, and watching the dewdrops on the white hairs condensed from moisture, he thought that the distance between the thoughts might be the real providence.

He is one of the oldest people in Changling. He is very familiar with the topography of Changling and the shape of each building.

Only the underground water system, the crisscrossing Yin Rivers, he was not as familiar with Baishanshui.

Bai Shanshui stayed in Changling for a long time, just to comprehend the Gushan Jianzang.

Later, although he never realized the true meaning of Gushan Jianzang, this inexplicable harvest was that he was extremely familiar with the hydrology of Changling.

So today, she threw herself and Xu Fenqin into the underground river.

She hides her place.

She also succeeded in making Mo Shoucheng unable to capture her.

She also succeeded in hide-and-seek with Moshoucheng.

The water vapor falling on the ground quickly evaporates in the intense heat.

Ding Ning and Rong surnamed court ladies gathered in the streets and alleys, surrounded by white mist.

Ye Ce Leng felt the slight shaking of the water in the deep wells in this street, and the look in her eyes became more and more complicated.

So far, Ding Ning has accomplished miracles.

There were no errors or omissions in the plan he made at the beginning.

…

The maid surnamed Rong neighed sadly, her eyes closed, and the blood stretched like a silk thread, flying around.

She began to feel real death threats.

Because she hadn’t experienced such a battle for many years, she hadn’t suffered a trace of injury, so at this time, whether it was the injuries on her body or inside her body, her perception and consciousness were infinitely magnified.

Only the total amount of true essence in the body is the most real and clear.

Her true energy was very depleted.

However, she had no choice at this time.

She must find Ding Ning again.

“Fanghou Mansion’s Supreme Secret Sword!”

“Moyuan Fragments!”

“What do you have to do!”

“I don’t believe you that these methods are endless!”

Many people shuddered unconsciously in the sorrowful neigh.

The natal sword of the palace lady surnamed Rong came out of her mouth strangely, following her screaming screams, rushing straight to a very high altitude, instantly exceeding the limit of everyone’s eyesight.

Her natal sword flew to a height that no one could reach, and it was still flying straight up.

The maid surnamed Rong raised her head, and tears began to bleed from the corner of her eyes.

At this time, what she worried about was not Ding Ning’s sneak attack, but whether the sparks would fly to stop him in the endless high altitude.

What she worries about is the will of the noblest woman in the depths of the palace.

Even her natal sword at this time exudes a strong pleading.

She only begs her master to grant her a fair fight.

Outside of the endless void she could reach, there was a starlight shining, like someone’s eye blinking.

No sparks fall.

The maid surnamed Rong neighed more sternly, but there was surprise in her voice.

In the extremely high altitude, there was a terrifying roar.

Everyone looked up at the sky above, only to see a black shadow falling down at an unimaginable speed.

This is the flying sword of a court lady surnamed Rong.

It was already faster than a real meteorite.

Therefore, the falling meteor only brought out a long tail with thick smoke, while the falling of her natal sword continuously exploded directly in front of the tip of the sword.

The shock waves visible to the naked eye in the air were superimposed on top of each other, and then fell to the ground with this flying sword, just in front of the court lady surnamed Rong.

The ground trembles like water waves.

The crowd panicked and restless.

However, Ye Ce Leng, who was at the forefront, did not make a move this time.

None of the surrounding houses collapsed.

All the power of this sword finally rushed to one point strangely.

There was a boom.

Among the densely packed shops, one shop suddenly disappeared, as if it was hit by an invisible giant fist, but all the dust rushed to the sky above and turned into a column of smoke soaring into the sky.

In the plume of smoke, there was a metal flash.

The suppressed exclamation finally broke out at this time and turned into a frenzy.

That is Ding Ning’s flying sword.

This sword could not directly hit Ding Ning, it just caught Ding Ning’s flying sword, but the palace lady Rong, who was still in a pleasant mood, was not disappointed.

Her figure flew up and fell to the huge plume of smoke, reaching out to grab the Mohua Can Sword.

This kind of power impact on the flying sword, no sword master under the six realms can resist.

The flying sword suffered such a heavy blow in the ambassador, and the ambassador flying sword was naturally also hit hard.

For the palace lady surnamed Rong, as long as this flying sword is broken and Ding Ning can no longer use this flying sword, Ding Ning will be defeated in this battle.

She didn’t even need to rush to find Ding Ning who was hide and seek with her, she only needed to adjust her breath to heal her injuries and replenish her true essence.

In the frenzy of exclamation, the Mohua Remnant Sword that rushed upward along with the smoke fell into her hands.

This remnant sword was covered with dust, its brilliance disappeared, and it didn’t have any ability to resist.

Jing Liuli raised her head and looked at the scene in this scene, even she felt that the palace maid named Rong flying by the huge smoke column was like a demon god.

Her face became extremely ugly.

The sword is life for the sword master.

She couldn’t imagine how even the Mohua Sword had fallen into the hands of the palace maid named Rong, and how Ding Ning could win this battle.

At this moment, the huge plume of smoke suddenly separated.

In summer, a white stream of snow cuts open the huge plume of smoke.

Ding Ning appeared again.

He appeared at the other end of the cut pipe of smoke.

He was holding a long sword in his hand, and he couldn’t see the original color of the sword, because the sword was covered with thick white snow.

“Ying Xuejian!”

Huang Zhenwei on the turret was startled, and subconsciously drank the name of this sword.

Jing Liuli was also stunned.

This is her saber.

It is also one of the strongest swords of the Minshan Jianzong. Ever since she studied with Ding Ning, this sword has been kept by Ding Ning.

She could imagine Ding Ning using this sword at this time, but what was unimaginable was the sword intent Ding Ning used at this time.

She didn’t even know what kind of secret sword Ding Ning belonged to.

But the power of this sword, that kind of high-cold aura, is still above the “Cold Mountain and Thousand Snows” that she can use with the true essence of “Han Shan Xue” and this sword.

The lady of the palace surnamed Rong’s body straightened slightly.

She didn’t have any thoughts at all, she just waved the Mo Hua Can Sword in her hand.

The sword wire at the front end of the Mohua Canjian made countless screams of swords in an instant, just as screaming as her just before.

The snow stream rushing to her instantly shattered.

As the ice and snow flew around, Ding Ning’s body was shocked like a lightning strike, and he flew backwards, spraying several clusters of blood mist in his mouth.

Amidst the bursts of exclamation, the crazy emotion in the eyes of the palace lady Rong seemed to burn completely.

She stepped forward.

The body directly crossed the void for more than ten feet, chasing Ding Ning’s upside-down body.

“Is it just such a method?”

“Any other means?”

Her left foot pierced by Ding Ning began to bleed sharply at this moment, and many wounds on her body also began to bleed, but she didn’t care.

Because in her opinion, everything will end.

The robe on Huang Zhenwei’s body on the corner building not far away shook slightly, he was hesitating whether to make a move.

The Mohua Sword in the hands of the maid named Rong swept towards Ding Ning’s neck.

Only then did she know why she hated Ding Ning so much, she must see Ding Ning’s head flying up to be happy.

Because Ding Ning made her hate everything, even herself.

More exclamations sounded.

Ding Ning was hit hard at this time, and even the true essence in his body might not be able to be used well, so how could it be able to stop the sword of the palace lady surnamed Rong.

What’s more, the lady of the palace surnamed Rong was already close at this time.

However, at this moment, the maid surnamed Rong felt a strange breath.

She unconsciously looked at her right hand.