The Sword Dynasty - 474

“Wuya!”

“Leave the city!”

“Tianming!”

Ding Ning’s face did not change in any way, and his tone was calm to the extreme. While stepping forward, he dictated three sword moves, and his left hand still popped three lines.

Shen Xuan, Li Xixing, and Hu Jingjing were already shocked to numbness, the true essence in their bodies was almost subconsciously walking, and then each made a sword.

The three strong and weak points are distinct, and the completely different sword intent of the heaven and earth gathered together once again caused a wonderful change. With a loud explosion, a cloud of golden light suddenly fell like the sun and shattered in all directions.

Dozens of golden beams like knives were chaotically cut four times, and the fleshy whiskers on the middle-aged man’s body were cut off a few more.

The weird middle-aged man opened his mouth and let out a real scream.

However, it was of no use. Every time he broke a fleshy whisker connected to the giant purple jade tree behind him, his strength was obviously weakened by one point.

The wind and rain he summoned was constantly torn apart in Ding Ning’s constant calm and soft voice.

Ding Ning is like walking in an ordinary wind and rain. Every time he takes a step towards the middle-aged man, the beards behind the middle-aged man are broken.

He walked slowly in front of the middle-aged man in this way.

When he walked in front of the middle-aged man, there were only a few fleshy whiskers connected to the giant purple jade tree behind him. The broken fleshy whiskers behind him floated like cut blood vessels. In the chaotic vitality behind him, it looked extremely miserable.

The purple jade-colored liquid in the middle-aged man also flowed out with the break of these fleshy whiskers, and the whole person became almost translucent.

Ding Ning walked over to the middle-aged man.

He looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hands, as if to catch him in the air.

However, just with this movement, the middle-aged man was unstable and fell backward.

Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing stopped behind Ding Ning.

The three of them looked at the middle-aged man who fell backwards, and their lips trembled uncontrollably at the same time.

No words can describe the emotions in the hearts of the three at this time.

This is a shocking powerhouse who severely inflicted Shen Xuan with a single sword, with unparalleled sword intent, but Ding Ning forced his sword to break the sword intent and broke the opponent’s sword intent.

This is beyond the cognition of all of them, not to mention the verbal guidance, using the three different sword intents to start a counterattack.

Especially Ding Ning didn’t just know the sword style of the three people…While guiding him, he even brought out the sword intent of the three people surprisingly.

This is something that has never been done before in the world of practitioners.

These many unreasonable, absolutely impossible, so that the three people don’t even know where to start.

Ding Ning silently and seriously looked at the middle-aged man who fell on the roots of the giant purple jade tree.

This middle-aged man has great strength and the ability to respond to the enemy, but obviously he can’t think thoroughly and clearly and has complete consciousness.

This means that this middle-aged man is not a living thing, not a cultivator who has practiced some secret method.

However, only he can clearly perceive that this middle-aged man still has a certain kind of fresh power, a certain unique vitality.

“What the hell are you?”

“how so?”

He couldn’t help repeating these two sentences again in his heart, and then his eyes crossed the middle-aged man’s body and landed on the giant purple jade tree behind him.

Previously, the body of the middle-aged man and the terrifying aura on his body blocked their sight and perception. At this time, the middle-aged man fell down before he could see the flesh on the giant purple jade tree and the middle-aged man’s body. The place to be connected is actually a gap.

It’s like someone slashed a sword on this giant tree, then planted many fleshy whiskers on the tree’s wound, and connected with this person.

Only Ding Ning can be sure that the strength of this middle-aged man does not come from this giant purple jade tree.

Countless invisible small silkworms surged in his body. At this time, because of a weird aura, these small silkworms, under the suppression of his true essence, felt a sense of madness, trembling, uneasiness, and even fear.

What can make the nine dead silkworms feel fear?

Ding Ning took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then his gaze continued to move down.

There was a well below the gap in the giant tree.

This giant tree should have grown from the edge of the well, and then grew bigger and bigger, almost enclosing the well in the tree.

The well is a square well.

There is no water in the well, only the stone steps below, there is a breath that Ding Ning can perceive at this time is constantly surging.

…

The world was swayed by wind and rain, and some powerful monsters that were originally fighting around Zushan were swept by the terrifying sword intent of this wind and rain, completely calmed down, and then scattered in amazement.

At this time, Wushuang’s sword intent quietly disappeared, and the alien beast that turned around lost the attraction of Lingyu, and the enthusiasm was finally replaced by fear, and he never dared to look back.

The stone powder and the sap of the weird green grass on the side wall of this valley in the ancestral land are still flowing continuously,

The Wushi Great Witch named Zhan Maha, a man who was both a national teacher and a prophet in Wushi, had his vamp soaked in green grass juice and seemed to be unaware of it.

He should be an extremely stable and patient man, but standing on this mountain road at the moment, feeling the disappearance of the unparalleled sword intent on the bottom of the valley, the muscles on his face are slightly twitching, and his eyes are extremely complicated, containing countless sayings. Intense emotions.

“It really broke.”

The same sentence was being said in his heart, but the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect, Gu Huai, who had already become a legend in Changling, had a completely different sentiment.

There was a trace of inexplicable emotion and happiness on his face, and a strange smile hung on it.

“What’s down there?”

The intense curiosity defeated the anger of being deceived and betrayed, Wu Lianzi couldn’t help but look at Zhan Mahe and asked.

That kind of agile and sudden change of sword intent can’t be generated by a fixed prohibition or a talisman, but the ancestral land has been sealed for countless years, is there still alive peerless practitioners in it?

In the next moment, Wu Lianzi became more and more angry.

Because of contempt.

Zhan Mohe didn’t answer his questions at all, and didn’t even look at him at all.

Here, he, a prince of the Ushi Kingdom, seems to be as irrelevant as a passerby.

…

“How do you know my sword skills?”

Under the giant purple jade tree, Shen Xuan stared at Ding Ning’s face, as if to stare at two clusters of blood on his face.

“This sword move was not created by you. Since it is passed down, there are countless possibilities for me to know, and it is not important.”

Ding Ning met Shen Xuan’s gaze, shook his head, and said indifferently and confidently: “The key is that I am stronger than you think, and the stronger I am, the greater the cooperation between you and me. It makes sense.”

“Do you want to chop this… thing to pieces?”

Li Xixing finally recovered his calm. He looked at the weird middle-aged man whose body was still trembling, did he originally want to say that he was going to be cut to pieces? However, after hesitating, he still felt that this could not be described as “person”.

No matter what it was, he still felt extremely dangerous.

If Ding Ning were not here, if he and Hu Jingjing were here, his choice would be to smash the middle-aged man and the giant purple jade tree to pieces.

“do not want.”

“They are here.”

Ding Ning shook his head, looked at one side of the mountain wall and said softly, and then moved to signal all of them to follow, including Shen Xuan who looked at him silently.

However, he did not go to the well, but to the other side of the giant purple jade tree.

The back of this well.

Three figures slowly appeared on the mountain path where stone powder and green grass juice mixed into a waterfall.