The Sword Dynasty - 578. Chapter 577 Sword Sacrifice

A jet black vitality blooms like a real magic dragon, and the intersection of the vitality burst from the gun and the flying sword forms a dazzling halo, which expands rapidly.

Ding Ning slumped down suddenly with a muffled hum. As the ground sags downward, a canopy of blood mist sputters on the surface of his skin. The bones in his body sounded almost cracking, and the whole body was almost disintegrated. However, the countless small silkworms wandering around his body stubbornly swallowed most of the vitality that poured into his body, and even withstood most of the vibrations and shocks, supporting his body.

In the sky above his head, under the sharply expanding halo, that bright and strong flying sword had just been repelled several meters away, but in the moment of his muffled hum, it was instantly infused with brand new On the contrary, the power began to accelerate!

The acceleration of this sword had a crazy taste, because the acceleration was too violent, the tail of the sword body began to sway naturally, disturbing the air and making a terrible sound.

Mo Ying’s gun power was still going down, and the corners of his mouth just showed a mockery. In his opinion, the hard work of this gun naturally ended up with Ding Ning’s heavy losses.

However, when the movement of this sword at the moment clearly appeared in his perception, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

With this sword, Ding Ning is faster than him!

The true essence in his body was still shaking at this time, and the guns continued, but Ding Ning’s second sword had arrived, so fast that he had no time to think clearly about how to deal with it, and it was too late to be angry and surprised.

He can only close the gun.

Only by closing the gun can Ding Ning’s sword be blocked.

The magic dragon spear suddenly collapsed, turned into a thick black vitality, forcibly stopped the castration, and then turned into a solid form again, with a blow!

A blast of sneer sounded in the sky.

Ding Ning’s flying sword did not really fly towards him. It just pierced into the space above him, bringing out a straight sword path, which was faster than the sound. This sneer burst, it was the speed of the flying sword. After exhaustion, it sounded in the sky and passed down.

Mo Ying shot empty, but her body seemed to have been hollowed out, turning forward, a puff of blood spurted out of her mouth.

Ding Ning’s sword was just a false move, forcing him to forcibly close the gun and fire the gun. The powerful force was recovered, and it collided with the power gushing out of his body, just like two practitioners of the same cultivation level, fighting in his body. A note.

The sonic boom sounded in the air at this time, accompanied by shock waves that were visible to the naked eye, like masses of huge dandelions.

Mo Ying’s body fell down, and she coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

The dozen or so practitioners who formed the formation in the barracks had stopped breathing at this time. They knew that Ding Ning had suffered serious injuries just now in the fight, but it was obvious that Mo Ying had suffered more injuries, so much so that he At this time, even Ding Ning’s flying sword could not be used to launch an attack!

This is an injury for an injury.

But it is still Ding Ningsheng.

…

Ding Ning raised her eyebrows and took a deep breath.

Even with many similar experiences, fighting across the border is always like walking on a cliff, with many unpredictable dangers.

Only then did this battle really enter his time.

With this breath of his breath, his eyes instantly turned crimson.

The blood in his body and the qi and blood that wandered in disorder were drawn by his many true essence silks and burned instantly!

boom!

His body sank down like a heavy hammer, and the power of the nine dead silkworms deep in his body was also forced out, and he merged with the vitality of the heavens and earth spurred by the burning of qi and blood.

The black clothes on his body instantly turned pale, like a pale wave turbulent outside his body.

A grand sword intent appeared above the sky.

The warm spring sword, which was already extremely rich in color, turned into a scorching sun in an instant.

The entire camp was turned white by the bright and blazing light, so white that no one’s eyes could see any light or shadow.

Mo Ying screamed and closed his eyes.

His hand did not tremble, but the tip of the gun was activated for an unknown number of times. The dark shadow of the tip of the gun was like a torrential rain, facing the sun-like sword above him.

This is one of the secret swords of Bashan Sword Field, “Sunburn”.

The sword aura forms many mirror surfaces, attracting countless real sunlight heat, and the dazzling light that it brings is only an external manifestation. The real terrifying power comes from the terrifying heat contained in the light beam pointed to by the sword intent.

However, when he used this shot, the sword in his perception disappeared instantly.

There was darkness in his perception.

After the extreme light, it is often the deepest darkness caused by instant contrast.

Ding Ning’s mighty sword “Sunburn” was actually just a false move.

Mo Ying’s heart was beating violently, and with the expansion of his blood, the real meaning of death that really came to his body for the first time forced out his body’s potential. He finally sensed a faint shadow in this flash of lightning.

His hands glowed, and a pure and extremely pure essence gushing from the depths of the Qihai Jade Palace, he turned the end of the gun handle horizontally, and smashed it towards the faint shadow like a spoon. .

At this moment, he heard a sound that shouldn’t be there.

That is the sound of giant mountains moving in the sky.

This sound is the symbol of the seven realms moving to the mountain realm. It is the echo of the masses of heaven and earth vitality walking and gathering in the void, hitting and falling.

However, at this time, apart from him and Ding Ning, there were no other practitioners in the barracks.

This amount of vitality that clearly belongs to the seven realms can only be triggered. It is not triggered by him, so who else is it?

This moment is too fast.

This incomprehensible thought just appeared in his heart, and the end of his gun handle had hit the faint shadow hidden behind the light.

The faint shadows shattered like thin cicada wings.

“free oneself!”

The sword-like name clearly washed away all the thoughts in Mo Ying’s mind at this time.

In the next moment, he felt his body sink suddenly, and then subconsciously looked towards the sea of anger.

A storm of air was rushing out of his abdomen, layered on top of each other, shining with scarlet brilliance.

Then he heard a soft bang from his back.

A cold meaning pierced his flesh and blood from his back|flew out.

The Devil Dragon Spear in his hand suddenly became heavier than the mountain.

With a bang, the spear fell to the ground in front of him, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

Mo Ying stood in a daze, he felt his body empty.

It turned out that the sword that followed after the “Sunburn” was not a real killer move, and it even followed a move “Cicada Moisture”!

However, it is clearly not the seven realms, why can the last sword carry the power of the seven realms?

The last sword… When such words clearly appeared in his mind, he began to feel pain and cold.

He let out a scream.

The cry sounded so weird that even he didn’t think he had yelled it out.

Ding Ning stood with his hands behind and stopped.

Because of the rapid blood loss and loss of the filling of True Essence, Mo Ying’s flesh and blood were sunken at this time. Not only did his face appear instantly old, but also his cheeks were sunken, like two shadows.

Ding Ning felt happy.

His gaze fell on the smoky sword that was flying freely in the back.

“I took back the things in the Bashan sword field.”

He said slowly.