The Sword Dynasty - 670. Chapter 669 Earthly Sword

Meng Fangying was unimaginable.

He swings the sword again.

The natal sword in his hand was first bathed in a light blue brilliance, and then the body of the natal sword disappeared in a bright and hot halo, but the sword intent was splashed in the space.

The name of this sword is “Chun Xia”, and it is also one of the seven swords of the Meng family.

He can be sure that most of the masters in Changling are absolutely unable to judge the true movement of this sword.

This sword seemed to have separated from his body, completely melted into the warm wind at the turn of spring and summer.

However, Li Daoji remained unchanged.

The long sword in his left hand shook slightly, but the right sword was still picking the horns of an Aries, just like an Aries on a cliff, facing any beast with one horn.

Thousands of dust mountains resounded once again.

Accompanied by Meng Fangying’s uncontrollable startled cry.

The mysterious and hard-to-find sword energy overflowed and dissipated, and only the horn-like sword light remained in the air.

His sword was still blocked by Li Daoji with exactly the same sword technique.

It seems that Li Daoji can only use this sword.

But this sword seems to be able to deal with all his sword moves!

“It is so.”

Tantai Guanjian relaxed.

He knew where Li Daoji went after leaving Changling.

No matter how strange and bizarre Jianguang is, the ultimate destination is still by the enemy’s side, falling into the enemy’s flesh and blood.

In the Great Liang Mountain on the border of Daqin, there is a master named Zhu Sanchi. His self-made “Jiezhen” sword intent can tell where the opponent’s sword is.

It’s just that passive coping is always inferior to his own flexible changes. Although Tantai Guanjian knew the master, he never thought that the man’s “Keeping True” sword intent combined with the Aries’ horns in Aries Cave could be so perfect. The defensive swordsmanship.

There was laughter in the dull air.

Ding Ning laughed.

“You should have heard that there was a sword master in the Korean dynasty called Zhong Panshi.”

He smiled and looked at Meng Fangying, whose face was hard to see the extreme, and said: “He was originally called Zhong Xiaolou, but all swordsmen in the world liked to call him Zhong Panshi because his sword stood tall in the waves like a rock. move.”

“His defensive sword can defend against the stormy attacks of many famous swordsmen without revealing flaws, but in terms of a single sword that is weak and strong, defensiveness should not be as good as my uncle’s sword strength. After all, although Zhong Panshi was able to Defends the attack of many sword masters of nearly the same cultivation level, but absolutely cannot defend the attack of a sword master whose true essence power is far above him.”

Ding Ning turned his head and glanced at Master Lihuo, and then smiled more happily, “From this point of view, my uncle is somewhat similar to Master Lihuo. If you want to kill me, I’m afraid you have to kill you first. The true essence of my teacher and my uncle have been consumed.”

…

Ding Ning’s laughter lingered in everyone’s ears.

No one doubted what he said.

Meng Fangying also knew that what he was talking about was the truth. “Chun Xia” was already the most mysterious sword technique among the seven swords of his Meng family. If this technique could not break Li Daoji’s guarding sword, then he would use Qijue again. The rest of the sword moves are also useless.

So he looked up.

His eyes passed through the dusty haze and the uncertain sky, and fell to the endless high sky, seeming to be directly projected into the cold starry sky outside the sky.

At the same time, his body also exudes an aura of frank acceptance of some external force.

Ding Ning is no stranger to this kind of breath.

Since Meng Fangying’s power alone could not defeat Li Daoji at this time, he had to rely on the power of the mistress in the imperial city.

Changsun Qianxue’s eyes looked at Meng Fangying’s eyes instantly full of contempt.

In her opinion, these practitioners who have a unique connection with Zheng Xiu are in fact no different from Zheng Xiu’s puppets.

However, something surprised her and everyone present.

When the breath of Meng Fangying’s body quickly radiated into the sky above, there was no such cold starfire falling.

Meng Fangying’s body was a little stiff.

But everyone on Ding Ning’s side was full of emotion and surprise.

This means that Changling has undergone great changes.

Zheng Xiu might have been killed by Baili Suxue, even if she hadn’t killed it, she didn’t have the power to summon Xinghuo at this time.

What if she can’t protect herself?

How should I deal with myself?

This is the question Meng Fangying is thinking about at this time.

He slowly lowered his head.

The silver-white natal sword appeared again in his hand like flowing water.

He made a decision in a moment.

If the mistress in the imperial city is no longer there, there is still Yuan Wu in this wilderness, and this empire itself will still not be changed.

And he just wants to fight for this empire, the strength of this empire.

If there is only one way to exhaust Li Daoji’s true essence, then he has no choice.

His fingers clenched the hilt slightly, and the true essence in his body would gush out again.

“Wait for me.”

However, at this moment, an old and bitter voice rang in his ears.

Naturally, his brows frowned, and while the Sword of Life suddenly disappeared from his hand, the figure he was about to move forward retreated into the shadow of the dust mountain behind him, disappearing for a moment.

He heard that the voice came from the old monster of Jiaodong County who had been beheaded by Ding Ning.

The old monster was obviously bound to die, but from the moment the voice passed into his auricle, he knew that the old monster was suppressing the injury, and then he was ready to arouse his final strength.

This time should not be too long.

…

A cultivator covered in wind and dust is walking in the mountains.

He is Su Embroidery Screen.

When he sent out the sword light of Fanghou’s mansion, he saw a lot of sword light in response.

Some are warnings, some are threats, and some are pointing the direction for him.

He was in a hurry.

The true essence and heaven and earth vitality in his body flowed out of his body like a river of no value at all, so that the heaven and earth vitality did not have time to replenish, making his body seem to become empty, sucking the dust on the road.

He never sleeps, but his pupils are exceptionally bright, with a sharp luster, which is completely different from when he was practicing in the Changling Jingyuan.

In other words, he is completely different from the Su embroidery curtain at that time.

He can already vaguely see the outlines of thousands of dust mountains in the distance.

At this moment, an army appeared in the wilderness in front of him.

The leader is a general wearing a bronze armor.

Red Eagle, one of the three great masters under Meng Fangying.

“go!”

It was just that when the general appeared in the perception, as if the distance of the space was shortened instantly, the Su Embroidery Screen let out a low drink freely.

All the fine dust that was adsorbed on his body, even into his body, was forced out.

There was a cracking sound.

A dust sword with a length of tens of meters appeared in front of him, bursting out of the air.

“die!”

When the second word was spoken, this dust sword had already reached Chi Ying’s body.

A scary rainbow of blood lit up in front of Chi Ying.

However, at the same time, countless small noises rang from his red armor.

Countless blood-stained dust flew behind him.

His eyes widened to the limit, and then his pupils were filled with blood spilling from the tiny holes.

His consciousness disappeared instantly and died.