The Sword Dynasty - 392

The right hand is her hand holding the sword.

The sword she was holding was Ding Ning’s Mohua Sword.

That strange aura seemed to come from Ding Ning’s body first, and then it was like a spark igniting a pot of hot oil, igniting a certain aura in the Mohua Can Sword.

She didn’t have time to think about how this could happen, and she didn’t have time to think about the consequences of this strange breath.

She just felt dangerous.

A sense of crisis stronger than the flying sword piercing the sole of the foot caused her heart to contract violently. At the same time, the true essence in her body had suddenly gathered between her right palm and fingers, and then aroused the vitality of the surrounding world. Bursts of terrible power.

Mo Hua Canjian suddenly shined.

It is reasonable that Ding Ning has lost control of this small remnant sword, but what has caused many exclamations to stop is that countless white flowers are blooming on this remnant sword.

The dense white flowers bloomed at a terrifying speed, almost covering the entire sword body, which was even more amazing than any time Ding Ning used it.

A palpitating sword intent burst out of the horrible power between the right fingers of the palace maid named Rong, but also burst out from the inside and out of the Mo Hua Can Sword.

It’s like Yujianyi.

In other words, the intuition of all the strong people watching the battle at this moment should be Yu Jianyi.

It’s just that there is no mottle on the surface of the Mohua Sword. This sword intent comes from the deepest part of each sword wire, just like the sword itself, the soul of this sword.

With a bang, two bursts of power collided between the fingers of the palace lady Rong, and then there was a violent explosion.

“It’s Yan…”

An unstoppable exclamation sounded.

This voice is old, but the owner of this voice is a powerhouse of the seven realms, an old man who can’t get out of the world in a place of practice.

So it’s just two words, but there is a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality in the sky, like two muffled thunders falling on the flat ground.

At this moment, the old man in Changling and the surrounding practitioners who had experienced those years awakened at the same time.

At the same time, they awakened…The power bursting out of the last flower remnant sword at this time was indeed a sword intent inspired by the intent of the sword.

This sword intent came from the last flower sword itself.

From the owner of this last sword.

Yu Jianyi’s method was originally just a talisman to simulate the sword intent of a powerful sword master. However, the sword intent that Ding Ning inspired at this time originated from the sword itself, and even carried the aura left by the master in the final battle.

It was like this sword, which burned his soul in the end.

In the violent explosion, the lady surnamed Rong’s body shook suddenly, and her face was as white as snow.

The palm of her right hand turned into a cloud of blood.

She suppressed the strength of the Mohua Can Sword, and suppressed the stubborn Bashan Sword Field Woman’s sword intent, but her palm was not as tough as the Mo Hua Can Sword, and her flesh and bones could not bear it. Shock.

An extremely cold breath pierced the blood mist exploding from her palm, piercing her body with a bitter killing intent.

“How can this be!”

A Jiantiansi official under a black umbrella was so shocked that he couldn’t help but let out an exclamation.

In the presence of Ye Ce Leng, it is a serious matter for officials like him to be unable to control their emotions and exclaim in exclamation.

However, no one noticed at this time.

Even Ye Ce Leng didn’t notice.

Like all these cultivators, she still had an afterimage of the previous picture in her pupils, but in her perception, she had already felt that the sword in Ding Ning’s hand was approaching the body of the court lady surnamed Rong.

No one can understand how Ding Ning can control the trembling True Essence in his body at this time and pierce such a sword.

The palace lady surnamed Rong couldn’t understand either.

The true essence in her body was also in extreme disorder at this time.

But she still had a left hand, so she had not yet felt that death was coming. She still believed that her left hand was enough to deal with Ding Ning’s sword and killed Ding Ning instead.

Her left hand pierced straight forward, and all the disordered true essence and heaven and earth vitality in the meridians of her left hand were forced out of her fingertips abruptly.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, and the Yingxue Sword in his hand collided with the force forced by the palace maid named Rong without any dexterity.

After a moment of contact, his face became extremely pale, and with a pop, a cloud of blood mist spurted out of his mouth again, but the Yingxue sword in his hand did not retreat halfway, and provoked upward.

This is the secret sword of Baiyangdong.

Aries picks the horns.

The maid surnamed Rong took a deep breath.

She only needs one breathing time to smooth the real qi in her body.

With one breath, she can kill Ding Ning.

But at this moment, her sea of anger suddenly hurt.

She looked down in amazement.

A hole appeared in the sea of Qi in her abdomen.

A hole that penetrates back and forth.

Her body began to tremble, but her consciousness was still at a loss, and she couldn’t even believe it was true.

But what is extremely real is that she has spent many years of hard work and accumulated cultivation base, it seems that she is empty, and the air current rushes out of her body from this cavity.

All the sense of power faded sharply from her body, but her whole body was pushed by the recoil of the true essence and vitality that rushed out of the body, and flew out to the sky behind.

In the surrounding streets, all the onlookers were also shocked and at a loss.

That is a sword of light.

It was the Mohua Remnant Sword that had fallen powerlessly.

However, at that moment, the Mohua Remnant Sword flew up, pierced through the sea of air of the palace maid surnamed Rong, and flew into the sky behind the palace maid Rong.

No one understands how Ding Ning can forcefully control the true essence in his body when he is severely injured, and no one understands how Ding Ning can use Aries to pick the horns and when he is stubborn with a force that is much stronger than himself, he can use it again. The broken sword of the last flower that fell to the ground.

No one can understand.

This is a miracle.

The five realms challenge the six realms, which in itself is a miracle.

All practitioners have witnessed this miracle.

boom! boom!

Two heavy falling sounds in a row.

Ding Ning and a court lady surnamed Rong fell to the ground.

The dust in one place is flying.

Ding Ning sat up hard from the dust.

He was also covered with blood and dust, looking extremely miserable, but there was a smile on his face.

The Mohua Remnant Sword was shining with cold light, and it was also advancing extremely hard in the air, like a dragonfly without a wing, falling precariously.

But the location of the fall was where the palace lady Rong fell.

The maid surnamed Rong lay down in the dust, unable to get up.

Blood gushed out of her wounds, large and small, crawling in the dust like strips of red earthworms.

There was dead silence in the surrounding streets.

It seems that the whole world is completely quiet.

Everyone looked at the flying sword crookedly falling towards the palace maid named Rong, knowing that the result of this battle would never change.

After falling to the ground, the palace maid surnamed Rong exhausted all her strength and just turned over. She looked up at the sky at this time, her pupils dilated and she was still a little dazed, as if she didn’t feel the sun glaring at all.

All emotions seemed to flow out of her body with the flow of blood at this time.

She felt that her body was very empty.

She didn’t see the flying sword falling towards her.

She just felt that everything was empty.

She suddenly felt ridiculous again.

It turned out that she had done so many things in Changling for so long, and everything was empty.

In the end, she had nothing.

There was a soft sniff.

Mo Hua Canjian fell, falling in her heart.

Her body did not move.

It seems that the body the sword penetrated has nothing to do with her.

All the onlookers trembled.

It seems that this sword pierced through their bodies.

Everything seems to be static at this moment,

Only Ding Ning was smiling.

Everyone felt his joy.

For some reason, perhaps the sword intent of the white sheep picking the horns is still there. Everyone inexplicably thinks of Xue Wangxu in Baiyangdong, and the old man who died before the Minshan Swordsmanship.

In fact, many people present hoped that Ding Ning could win and that the palace maid named Rong could die. However, when it came true, the expressions of Ding Ning and the palace maid named Rong did not make them feel happy or joyful in their hearts.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

There were no dark clouds covering the sun, but the sky suddenly darkened.

Ding Ning’s hands began to tremble slightly.

This is the breath he is very familiar with.

He knows who is here.