The Sword Dynasty - 613. Chapter 612

“Except for the duel of the weak over the strong, any other battle is bullying and shameless.”

When Ding Ning said this, blood was spilled on his body, but he didn’t notice it, just looking at the night sky calmly.

Looking at his expression, no one would have thought that a seven-level master would have died under such a simple sneak attack.

Fusu was uncomfortable, but he was speechless.

Because Ding Ning made a lot of sense.

There are too many Daredevil Apes, and the sky floods the sky. I don’t know how many there are. In addition, there are seven realm masters hiding in them. This kind of battle is originally unfair, not to mention that the seventh realm master sneaked first.

The Daredevil Ape hovered angrily, and kept falling.

They are gathering more and more in a space of tens of meters in radius, and the density is getting bigger and bigger. A black tornado hurricane is formed around Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue. The black hurricane is full of red eyes. And white fangs.

Changsun Qianxue’s movements are extremely stable and concise, without any superfluous, using the true essence to the extreme. Every time she swings the sword, she will bring dozens of transparent and pure sword energy, breaking through the air, and cutting it for the first time. Falling Daredevil Ape.

These black hurricanes hovered outside her, Ding Ning and others, but there was no real threat at all, only blood waves formed by broken flesh and blood continued to form, flowing like red ribbons in the whirling air.

At the center of the hurricane, there was a stench and unpleasant breath, and the air was drawn upward, making it difficult for Ding Ning and others to breathe.

But at this moment, there was a breeze slowly coming, the black hurricane waved outward, expanded a little, and a practitioner wearing a green shirt fell down.

“Yan Jing of Chongtian Sword Academy, I want to ask my husband to fight. If I win, please let the prince go.”

This is obviously a master of the seven realms. His hair is messy, and his clothes are not trimmed, but his eyes are very clear. He looks at it and bows earnestly. The humble figure shows countless night monsters hovering outside. Zhong seemed weird but very respectful. When he said such words, a lot of vitality gushed out of him, not turning into killing intent, but pure release.

The strong breath in him steadily declined.

This is not a true falling state, but it is actually by releasing the true essence and heaven and earth vitality in one’s own body, so that one’s true essence power is reduced to the level of only the six realms.

The grandmaster’s tone was also extremely humble, using the word “begging”, but the fact is that, Ruo Dingning was the rebirth of that person back then, and no one could be proud of him that day.

Even though Ding Ning has been severely injured by the power of the same six realms, only with the perfect sword intent shown before, this practitioner from the Chongtian Sword Academy has a very slim chance of winning.

However, for this practitioner, this is an opportunity for Fusu to leave safely.

Looking at this humble master, Ding Ning nodded in courtesy, did not say any extra words, just said one word, “No!”

In a simple word, there was a certain tolerance that was beyond the reach of the seven realms, and the practitioner of the Chongtian Sword Academy was suddenly excited.

He took a deep breath, and a fateful sword qi emerged from his chest.

A yellow bamboo-like natal sword appeared in his hand, stretched across his chest, and said, “Please.”

There was a cracking sound of “chi”.

His natal sword disappeared from his hand, but in the space between him and Ding Ning, dozens of withered yellow thunder lights suddenly burst out. It seems that the ends of the thunder lights even burst, making it even more difficult to prevent.

Although his attitude was extremely respectful and humble, his shots were merciless and even surpassed the usual limits.

Ding Ning is short.

The rough body of the Great Punishment Sword appeared in his hand, piercing out from below.

With a muffled bang, it was like a bamboo pole hitting a rock hard at the bottom of the water.

The yellow thunder light collapsed, and the yellow bamboo-like natal sword flew out obliquely, piercing the chest of a night demon ape who couldn’t dodge, and then flew out into the night behind.

The body of this grandmaster of Chongtian Sword Academy turned into a streamer and retreated rapidly, his eyes were filled with shocking and unbelievable light, and his left hand held his right wrist tightly.

His right wrist had been broken, and the force that impacted his right arm was still going deep into his body at this time, hurting his internal organs.

He knew the sword that Ding Ning had just cast.

This is simply his style sword of Chongtian Sword Academy!

This was his master’s sword technique. The level of sophistication in itself could not be compared with the secret sword he had just used. However, the opponent only broke his sword style with a simple sword style like his master’s at a glance. A sword hit his wrist holding the sword.

Ding Ning retracted the sword and gently swallowed the blood flowing into his throat.

Fusu’s lips trembled lightly and his face was white. He wasn’t disappointed because he couldn’t get out of trouble, but he could also feel what kind of realm a sword like Ding Ning represented.

In the sky, there are several grand masters who can come with the help of these Daredevil Apes, and do not cause these Daredevil Apes to attack.

They were all deployed by Empress Zheng Xiu, and some of them came directly from Jiaodong County. They were the imperial envoys of these Night Demon Apes. However, watching Yan Jing from Chongtian Sword Academy was defeated by Ding Ning, these masters maintained In silence, he did not immediately join the battle.

The Donghu Dervish’s eyes have not been opened yet. Together, they may not be the opponents of the eldest grandson Qianxue, Ding Ning and Donghu Dervish at this time.

They need to use these night demon apes to consume more power of the Donghu Dervish and the grand lady of the grandson family.

…

In the night, Sima Co was lying in a warm car, surrounded by soft silk mattresses.

A medical officer was taking care of him very carefully.

The train he was on was already retreating to Yinshan.

The vast majority of the troops of the Great Qin Dynasty are also beginning to retreat in an orderly manner. Under the frenzied pursuit of the troops of the Great Chu Dynasty, naturally a backed army will remain on this land forever.

In the place where the previous battle that lured Ding Ning and the others took place, a night owl in black still stayed at the top of the hill.

He looked at the direction the Night Demon Ape was flying, and deep in his eyes was a ghost of hatred. This flame seemed to be burning his own soul, and his body would be burnt out if he didn’t go there.

But he was still waiting.

“Master.”

In the darkness, one practitioner after another rushed behind him, saluted and waited with him.

These practitioners carried heavy sword boxes on their backs.

This kind of sword box is specially used to store many swords. In order to avoid damage caused by the collision of the blades with each other, the inside is separated by a unique wooden grid, and the sword body is fixed so that it cannot be moved.

A large number of swords have to be transported, and these swords are often just standard long swords used in the ordinary military, and these sword boxes are usually used in the military.

However, in the sword boxes on the backs of these practitioners who arrived at this time, there was a constant scream of various sounds, with sword aura in them constantly screaming and admiring, or cheering.