The Sword Dynasty - 669. Chapter 668

Tantai Guanjian is rarely so happy, but he is really happy now.

Of course he didn’t want to die either.

For him, Fangxiumu is the kind of person who can guarantee their immortality as long as they can arrive.

The only person who can send the sword light on behalf of Fanghou Mansion can only be Fang Embroidered Screen.

Meng Fangying was silent for another moment.

He knows the weight of the square embroidered curtain very well, but his head is still raised a little bit. He looked at the light falling from the thousands of dusty mountains, his mouth bends in a stubborn arc: “I used to put eagles in the frontier army, so I didn’t think about it. Too much. I’m a border sergeant, and all I think about is that this empire will eventually be able to dominate the world like the Great You Dynasty in the past, and establish an unparalleled hegemony. If I can become a general, I will naturally be named in history. Who did the dignitaries in Changling? I don’t care about who wins the battle. Today, my heart remains unchanged. I am different from you. What you care about is revenge, but all I think about is to destroy you. If the Chu Dynasty is destroyed, Daqin will have no resistance. Hand. The grievances of gods are different from what mortals think, and mortals are more than gods after all. So since you have already lost back then, now you are even less likely to win.”

After a pause, he lowered his head, looked at Ding Ning and Li Daoji, and slowly said, “Even if Fang embroidered the curtain, what can be changed? Since you can see his sword light, the Mitaka under my seat can also Seeing his sword light, and… the key is, how much time can you block me?”

When he said this last sentence, his eyes stopped on Ding Ning’s body.

This is a kind of vigilance.

He has already seen how Ding Ning borrowed the true essence of Lai Huo. In his opinion, since Li Daoji was Ding Ning’s master uncle when he was practicing in Baiyang Cave, Ding Ning naturally had a good understanding of Li Daoji’s practice and truth. Yuan understands well, and it is possible to borrow Li Daoji’s true Yuan.

But since he had seen Ding Ning’s method, he would never let this happen again.

Tantai Guanjian understood what Meng Fangying meant, so he immediately became nervous again.

After all, Li Daoji was just a practitioner from Aries Cave. How could a practitioner from such a place of practice stop Meng Fangying?

Even if Xue Wangxu defeated Liang Lian back then, Liang Lian’s cultivation level could not be compared with Meng Fangying at this time.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning’s expression became a little weird.

He looked directly into Meng Fangying’s eyes, and said in a weird tone: “Old man Xue feels that he can’t even teach him. Send him away. Of course, he will find him a much stronger teacher. Old man Xue is too old. Although fighting and fighting with people may not necessarily be won, how many people are much better than him in terms of knowledge and swordsmanship?”

Meng Fangying’s brows frowned unconsciously, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

In the next moment, a sword chant sounded in front of him.

He still didn’t think Li Daoji could pose any threat to himself, but every word Ding Ning said would affect his confidence.

So he didn’t want to say more.

With the sound of the sword chant, there was a huge roar of heaven and earth vitality in the sky, but it did not inject the sword shadow that suddenly appeared in his hand, but poured into his body.

His body suddenly became taller, exuding an aura of looking at the world.

He slashed Li Daoji with a single sword!

There are no tricks.

This sword was just like a huge boulder, arrogant and tyrannical, with all his spirits and massive amounts of true essence, smashed towards Li Daoji indefinitely.

The simpler the sword, the more often it can be forced to respond in the same simple way.

This turned into a collision of pure force.

Meng Fangying was in the Seven Realms 20 years ago. Although the door between the Seven Realms and the Eight Realms has not been explored in 20 years, the true essence has long been condensed and pure. How can the power be compared to the practitioner who has just stepped into the seven realms?

Tantai Guanjian took a deep breath.

He is nervous.

This sword was just a simple test for Meng Fangying, but it was very likely to become a direct blow.

At this moment, Li Daoji inhaled slowly, he calmly took a step back, and then held the small white jade sword at his waist.

A loud bang sounded between Li Daoji and Meng Fangying.

The depths of the thousands of dust mountains also kept reverberating at the same time, just as there were countless giant swords colliding in these dust mountains.

After these voices sounded, everyone could see that a slightly curved sword light still steadily continued in front of Li Daoji, while Meng Fangying exuded a body that looked like the world, but was shocked back. !

Except for the crashing sound, the scene was quiet.

Tantai Guanjian’s eyes widened, he was surprised but not shocked.

Because he understood this sword instantly.

Aries picks the horns, and it’s stalemate.

Li Daoji’s hand is the Sect Master’s sword of Baiyangdong, and what he is displaying at this time is Baiyangdong’s secret sword that defeats the strong with the weak, and Baiyang picks the horns.

Meng Fangying was shocked.

Although he was not injured, the true essence in his body was shaking violently, making him feel uncomfortable like never before.

His sword, on the contrary, made him hit a city wall while rushing!

The natal sword in his hand showed its true appearance.

This is a silver-white sword, as if condensed from the brilliance of the moon, giving people a quiet but mysterious feeling.

He is retreating, but the sword in his hand has been swung out.

The trembling true essence in his body instantly smoothed with the presumptuous eruption.

The natal sword in his hand was radiant, although it was warm but not dazzling.

The silver-white brilliance turned into a crescent moon, concealing his figure.

The sword intent filled this space, but it exuded a very mysterious feeling, making it difficult to determine when and where the sword fell.

This sword is called “Yuehua” and it is a sword in the Meng Family’s Seven Swords.

The Qijue Sword Scripture is the supreme swordsmanship of the Meng family. It records the seven strokes of vitality, which are completely different in nature, but they are also unpredictable and powerful sword strokes.

Li Daoji’s eyes were awe-inspiring.

But his body posture did not change much, but his left hand held the long sword across his chest, shook out some sword wind.

These sword winds have no power at all, and their mentality is only reminiscent of the spring breeze blowing on willow branches in February.

However, in the next instant, the white jade-colored sect master sword in his right hand was picked out again.

The world in front of him and the depths of the Thousands of Dust Mountains once again blasted loudly, like a thousand-handed giant sword colliding.

The sword light, slightly curved like a horn, continued to shine in front of him.

Before Jianguang, Meng Fangying’s figure retreated, shaking back further.

At this time, even Tantai Guanjian couldn’t help but let out a soft cry.

Another sword Aries picks the horns.

However, only this same sword broke one of Meng Fangying’s unpredictable seven swords.