The Sword Dynasty - 668. Chapter 667

“Ye Xinhe is strong or you strong?”

Ding Ning calmly looked at Meng Fangying and asked.

Meng Fangying’s expression changed again, and he said sharply, “What do you mean?”

“Come in, I’m dead, you go out alive, what will happen in the future, have you figured it out clearly?” Ding Ning’s expression has not changed, just as a peace statement of a certain fact, “If you and Ye Xinhe compare swords , You should be the one who died instead of Ye Xinhe. Then why did you come instead of Ye Xinhe?”

“Don’t tell me that Ye Xinhe has other things in Changling. Nothing is more important to destroy the nine dead silkworms.”

Ding Ning looked at Meng Fangying with his lips slightly moving, and never gave him a chance to speak, and said directly: “You said that I know Zheng Xiu very well. In my opinion, if you want to completely destroy the Nine Dead Silkworms, she will only use A method to kill anyone who has been in contact with the nine dead silkworms.”

Meng Fangying’s eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: “It’s ridiculous.”

“Zheng An was old and about to die. The Master of Fire is not hers. As for Prince Yugou, I am afraid it is best for him to die.” Ding Ning said sarcastically, “If you believe that these people are all mortal. Chess, but you can live alone and live well, as long as you can convince yourself.”

Meng Fangying took a deep breath, his face was gloomy, and he didn’t have any more reactions, but the master of the fire who heard clearly was already dripping with cold sweat.

He felt that what Ding Ning said was right, and what he said was very simple and thorough, but he had never thought of this level before.

Meng Fangying was silent for a moment, then raised his head, and said, “According to you, I came to see you, and only died?”

Ding Ning looked at him calmly and still did not respond to his question directly. Instead, he said, “There is a question you haven’t thought about for so many years? The vast majority of you in Daqin 13hou, why did you choose to stand in Zhengxiu? On the side instead of on the side of the Bashan sword field?”

Meng Fangying’s heart jumped, but he didn’t say anything immediately.

“If the prince survives forever, how is it different from the old powerful celebrities of the year? After finally defeating those old celebrities, will some powerful celebrities regenerate as a result?”

Ding Ning said slowly but clearly: “Even the Great You Dynasty, which was extremely tyrannical and dominated the world, the initial rebellion was the rebellion of seven kings. Although the force was calmed down, the vitality of the Great You Dynasty was greatly injured and it gave more rebellion. Military hope. Back then, the Bashan sword field only wanted a highly centralized central dynasty, and did not want many vassals to exist. Therefore, at the beginning, many of you talents cooperated with Yuan Wu’s sudden mutiny to deal with the Bashan sword field. But these years, you really did. I have never thought that although Zheng Xiu and Yuanwu except the Bashan sword field, everything is following the path of the Bashan sword field. Because only such a central dynasty can reach the peak of their power and establish the eternal world. An unchanging foundation.”

“In this battle, even if the Nine Dead Silkworms were really wiped out. But how many Hou Mansions are left?”

Ding Ning smiled faintly, “How many Hou Mansions will disappear on this battlefield of Yinshan and Yangshan County?”

…

In the dust mountain, the changing light fell on Meng Fangying’s body.

His eyelashes kept trembling, he was silent for a moment, and then said: “I admit that what you said makes sense.”

Ding Ning looked at him, “Then what?”

“Then you still want to die, I still want to kill you.” Meng Fangying took a deep breath, and said seriously and emotionally: “No matter what Zheng Xiu thinks, but you and I were in Changling many years ago. Enemies and friends, like night and day, can no longer tolerate each other.”

Ding Ning just looked at him without speaking.

“So having said so much, I still want to kill you.”

Meng Fangying looked at Ding Ning and said, “But it’s not meaningless to say this. At least it reminds me of something to be watchful, so I must thank you.”

Ding Ning suddenly laughed and said, “In addition to these, there are more important meanings.”

Meng Fangying was startled slightly, and some bad feelings surged in his heart.

“These things I finally mentioned, if you can delay you for some time, they finally dragged me to someone, and I am still a person I like to see very much.”

Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

His vest was completely soaked.

When I said those words earlier, it was already very close to the moment of death.

Meng Fangying suddenly turned around.

At this moment, he still had the confidence to kill Ding Ning, but he sensed the real danger. He didn’t want to die, so he had to ensure his safety.

In the ever-changing dust shadow behind him, along with a wave of air, a thin and tall figure appeared.

Ding Ning has two swords, one end flower and one big punishment.

This thin and tall figure also has two swords.

The hilt of one sword was extraordinarily long and stretched across the chest, while the other was a small ordinary white jade sword, hung on the waist.

Meng Fangying didn’t know this person, but when he saw the small white jade sword clearly, he instantly thought of this person’s identity.

At this moment, behind him, Ding Ning had already stepped back, and then bowed to the person who came to salute, with indescribable joy in his voice, “Uncle Shi.”

“Li Daoji.”

Meng Fangying drank the name of this man.

This person and the place of practice were not well-known before, and in Changling, it was not even a stream. However, in the winter of this year, the lord of this practice place, Xue Wangxu, entered the seven realms and defeated General Liang Lianliang.

This place of practice is Baiyang Cave.

Zheng Xiu ordered the Aries Cave in the courtyard.

A genius like Ding Ning came out of Aries Cave, so it became famous for a while.

The names of important figures in Baiyang Cave, Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and Li Daoji, were known by practitioners in Changling.

“Only you?”

Meng Fangying suddenly sneered loudly.

Although Ding Ning used her tongue to delay the time and finally dragged someone to him, he was only a practitioner in the White Goat Cave. He was only in the sixth realm when he left Changling in the past. Now even if he really has reached the seventh realm, how can he be? Opponent?

“It’s not a matter of reason. Since I hold the Sect Master Sword of Baiyang Cave, I am the Sect Master of Baiyang Cave.” Compared with the former Changling, Li Daoji appeared thinner and older. It also became more grim, “Since I am his uncle, I will use swords. And I don’t necessarily have to rely on me to defeat you.”

“Before I entered the battlefield, I saw a sword light in the distance.”

After a pause, Li Daoji looked at Meng Fangying, and then said: “Although I have been away from Changling for a long time, I still recognize that the sword light is Fanghou Palace’s Yaotianguang, and it is the sword used by Fanghou Palace to pass orders. Light.”

Meng Fangying’s breathing stopped suddenly.

“Fang embroidered curtain!”

Tantai Guanjian cried out in surprise.