The Sword Dynasty - 774. Chapter 773

Sword light constantly flew up and fell to the top of the gate tower.

However, Ding Ning had only one sword, and the master of these sword lights had already been defeated.

No one can catch a sword.

If the previous battle between Ding Ning and Mr. Zhao Si was only a fight between the gods and was out of reach, then the battle like this has happened in the world.

All these people in Qin understood what Ding Ning wanted to express.

Today I just want to stand here.

If you think you are my enemy, come and fight if you are not convinced.

However, this battle must follow Qin’s rules and know how to be ashamed.

So at this time, the practitioners who were constantly rushing to the gates of the city to challenge him had all levels of cultivation.

However, what is more and more shocking is that the boundary of the cultivation realm does not seem to exist in front of Ding Ning at this time.

Whether it is a sword master of four realms and five realms, or a practitioner of six realms and seven realms, there is no difference in everyone’s eyes at this moment.

Ding Ning was just a sword, and the practitioner who stepped forward was immediately defeated.

Even Ding Ning has always used the Mohua Sword, and for the people of the Daqin army, there is definite news that Ding Ning’s natal sword is the best sword in the world.

The colorful sword light is like fireworks, constantly shining on the city gate, and it is as short as the life of a meteor.

The water flow in the moat has calmed down again.

The grandson Qianxue in full dress looked up at the firework-like sword light upstairs of the city gate, swept away the absolute coldness of the past, and did not use a cup, just took a sip while holding a hip flask, and then appeared with a touch of blush. With her face full of beauty, she laughed, blooming with a stronger brilliance.

She is not an ordinary child, abandoning her family background, she is also the most talented young practitioner of that era, and naturally there are times when she is wild and unruly. The person who can make her fall in love naturally has many heartbeat moments in front of her.

Seeing Ding Ning casually swung a sword to defeat a famous practitioner at this time, she thought of many fragments of Wang Jingmeng’s first entry into Changling.

“If you are not convinced, then come to the fight?”

The proud voice of disdain seemed to be echoing in her ears, just in a trance, but more than ten years had passed since the spring and autumn.

“It’s definitely going to pile him up!”

In the largest barracks of the Qin army a few miles after the south gate of the Chu Capital, several generals stood alone on the tallest wooden tower. One of the generals had an unsightly complexion, his breathing was difficult to clear, and his chest armor kept trembling: “Even if his true essence is nearly endless, even if he can supplement his true essence in battle, his body will eventually have its limits. Even if it is cutting wood, even cutting thousands of tens of thousands of sticks, the flesh and blood of his body will not be able to bear it!”

“Pile him to death? The key is, how many people are willing to pile up?”

Meng Fenghu coldly interrupted the general’s words.

When Su Qin was abducted by the Qisi people that day, he was actually the highest military commander in the capital of Chu. He is a member of Menghou Mansion, Meng Fangying’s first disciple, and even has the grace of giving his name to the Menghou Mansion. Menghou and several of the strongest practitioners died in the Qianshan Formation that surrounded Ding Ning in the past. Of course, he also hated Ding Ning.

But hate to hate, some things can not be transferred by his will.

Looking at it at this moment, only a handful of troops in and out of the city are still mobilizing in accordance with the previous military order. More is to stand still and leave the original position.

From the time when Zhao Miao appeared here, Ding Ning hadn’t said anything about entering or conquering the capital of Chu. However, he was certain that it was not just this city that I am afraid to lose today.

The reason why Wang Jingmeng was defeated in Changling Ling was because there were too many practitioners trying to kill him in all dynasties. The reason why some troops loyal to Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu filled it in desperately was because Wang Jingmeng and Bashan Sword Field were accused of many crimes.

However, time is ultimately the best detergent.

I am afraid that even ordinary veterans in this city know what happened that year, and who is sorry.

Now every sword Ding Ning has played is constantly reminding everyone in this city.

There are no tens of thousands of sergeants who want to fill in, who can defeat the man standing on the top of the city gate now?

A Master Tsing Yi jumped up to the gate tower at this time.

Most people in the new imperial city of Chu Capital didn’t know his name. They only knew that he had been Su Qin’s close attendant before. He was sent from the Changling Palace to guard Su Qin’s safety.

Therefore, it is not difficult to speculate. He should be one of Zheng Xiu’s confidants, and he might have the role of monitoring Su Qin in Chu Capital.

So when he appeared, many people who had been shocked to the point of numbness suddenly became nervous.

Because this master Tsing Yi must be one of the strongest masters in this city at this time.

“Hengshan, Xu Muyan.”

Master Tsing Yi’s self-reporting voice sounded.

What followed was a black sword light that was too heavy to imagine.

The roof tiles above the gate that had not been damaged in previous battles shattered one after another when his Jianguang Town fell.

However, Ding Ning just returned a sword gently.

The sword light from the Remnant Sword of the Last Flower was extremely light, like a breeze in spring.

The Master Tsing Yi snorted, his chest was not fully developed, and a puff of blood burst out in his chest. The black sword light in his hand could not be lifted, and he slammed down in front of him.

“This is the Chunni sword intent of Qingyuan Sword Academy? Can such a sword break my Heikui sword?”

A burst of violent pain passed into the mind of this master Tsing Yi, he looked at the blood spurting out in front of him in disbelief. In addition to the sword style itself, what made him puzzled was that there was nothing in the sky. Reaction.

There was no spark that he had imagined.

When he used that sword just now, it had completely aroused the aura of the relationship between Mistress Changling and him.

When he wanted to come, the hostess in Changling would definitely issue the strongest blow in her life.

Ding Ning was invincible at this time, but after all, he was only the seven realms. He can be sure that after these years, Zheng Xiu’s power has completely surpassed any grandmaster in Changling. If Zheng Xiu launches the strongest blow in his life, coupled with his full-strength sword, it may not be impossible to take advantage of it.

However, no spark fell.

Isn’t she even afraid of it? Or is she even regretful and doesn’t want to meet him head-on?

This Master Tsing Yi could not understand, but his body had fallen heavily into the river.

In the sound of falling water, Ruoruuowu’s singing suddenly came from the distant river.

The singing voice is a female voice, graceful and lazy, but it instantly gives people an unpredictable aura.

Just for a moment, many people in the city knew who this was from.

In the military camp in the city, the armors of several generals on the wooden tower shook lightly again. Especially the general who said that Ding Ning must be killed before, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Even Baishanshui rushed to see the “lively”, who knows how many masters will come.

It was a joke to say that Ding Ning was dead.