No more words in the morning.

No matter what the strength and realm of the opponent, some opponents themselves deserve respect.

He once again crossed his sword on his chest and solemnly said to Ding Ning: “Please!”

Ding Ning also raised the last flower sword and smiled, “Please!”

He looked at Ding Ning, who did not want to take the sword first, and looked at Ding Ning's short residual sword, his brow could not help but frown.

But in the next moment, he just nodded and said, "Okay."

The word sounded from between his lips, and he was already moving.

He was walking right towards Ding Ning, and his body was like a heavy stone thrown out by a stone-throwing machine, crushing the space ahead of him, and at the same time bringing out the terrible wind again.

The yellow leaves were flying in front of him again.

He cut a sword after this wall that was moving rapidly toward Ding Ning.

His true tranche had indeed been exhausted, his sword was cut out, and there was no longer a line of fire on his sword, but with his force, because of his terrible speed of the sword, his sword still burst out of terrible strength.

The straightness of his hand was quickly arced by this force, and in the instant of re-shaking, a snap of explosions, the force transmitted by the sword, all slapped on the dead leaves in front.

Countless of the dead leaves of the disordered dance suddenly became heavy, and in the next moment, countless scowl, like countless arrows, shot at Ding Ning.

He took a deep breath, and his movements suddenly became soft, and his long sword changed from a patty to a thorn, hiding the tip of the sword between many flying dead leaves.

Looking at the withered leaves into a wall, and being photographed by a sword into countless arrows flying forward, and seeing how the long swords of the morning and evening are hidden, the emotions of many students on the observation table are extremely complicated.

They thought they might not be able to catch the sword.

Ding Ning kept flying back, the rest of his hand sword eyebrows, guarded the eyes, but there was no such thing as the countless fallen leaves that hit him, allowing these deciduous leaves to hit him on his body, and even scraping his face, bringing a bloodstain on his face.

It was only when the tip of the sword was approaching his left shoulder that the sword in his hand was cut down.

When there is a loud explosion.

The soft, withered yellow sword was sealed by his sword, and the two swords intersected countless Mars.

Many people in the stands had their eyes lit up, and they did not expect that Ding Ning could seal the sword so accurately in so many flying leaves that covered his eyes.

Breathing in the morning.

Feeling the impact of his sword, his eyebrows were slightly scratched, without any hesitation, the body was like stepping forward, and the weight of the body was pressed up.

At this time, there was only a half-inch distance between the sword of his dead yellow sword and the sword of Ding Ning.

So there is no rest, nor can it be avoided.

The two swords met again, and once again made a sound.

Ding Ning was bored.

He obviously could not withstand this power, the whole right arm swung back, the whole person was like being hit by a running horse, constantly retreating, and suddenly retreated five or six steps.

How to walk in the morning.

Just one step, he rushed out of Ding Ning's five or six steps away.

His hands were still unusually stable, and the dead yellow sword in his hand was waving forward again.

When the sword is cut out, the straightened air of the sword makes the long sword travel in the air very fast, but when it is close to Ding Ning's body, the sword is turned horizontally, and the sword body is once again curved in the air with his force.

A snap, a sword shot at him in the morning and evening, like waving a sledgehammer, and patting himself on Ding Ning's body.

Ding Ning's hand in the ink green residual sword instantly opened countless fine white flowers.

He frowned and kept his true output, standing in front of himself.

The sound of metal throbbing sounded again.

His sword still accurately blocked the road of the sword, but the powerful force still pressed the broken sword in his hand and bounced it on his chest.

Ding Ning was already flying back of the body, like a sudden hit by a big stone, his entire man's feet were out of the ground, in everyone's eyes in a desolate posture swept out.

At the moment when his feet fell again, a wilful of blood dripped from between his lips and dripped down his pale skin.

“Where in the world is cheap!”

Seeing such a scene, Xie Changsheng on the observation deck could not help but scream again in anger.

He is not an ordinary student, he obviously has more skill and more rich combat experience, his pure power crush type of warfare under the method of warfare, even if Ding Ning on the wildfire sword understanding is impossible to play a role.

He Chao-xie can easily hand out a sword when Ding Ning's body has not recovered in the shock, and Ding Ning has no time to react to use the exquisite sword style.

Xie Changsheng can imagine that every time he stood in the morning and a sword, Ding Ning's wrist must be like a broken pain, and his whole arm is expected to be paralyzed and sore, and it is difficult to recover for a while.

...

"Where in the world is it cheap to pick up."

Just as Xie Changsheng was exiting this sentence, in the streets of Changling, a middle-aged man sitting on a bench facing the street was also drinking noodle soup while sarcastically speaking to a young man next to him.

The face is right, the middle-aged man with a red skin is next to a footman to pick up the rough bamboo, his body clothes are also ordinary feet, even a pair of grass shoes are full of dirt, very dilapidated, but his real identity is God's prison of the murderer of Qin Xuan.Although the status of the gods in prison is slightly lower than that of the several evil dogs represented by the Moqing Palace, his qualifications are similar to those of Moqing Palace, so in the Gods, he can also let the vast majority of people look at his face without looking at the face of the vast majority of people.

At this time, the young man next to him was just transferred to the "fresh meat" that had just been incarnated in the gods, and he had a good gate to teach the Changling, but after entering the prison of the gods, he still wanted to be obedient to his master and obey his dispatch and teaching.

In addition to having some special background, the young people who can enter the gods' prison are also really diligent and learning, young talents with careful thinking and excellent observation, and at this time, when they hear Qin Xuan's words, they are deeply appraised.

At this moment, the street in front of them is called Lion Lane, which is also an unusually lively bustling place in the whole long mausoleum.

One of the alleys is the Jiujiang County Hall, and the other is the Upper Party County Hall, and all the shops in the middle are shops selling some antique paintings.

The Daqin Dynasty has established forty-three counties, the territory is unprecedented, the long mausoleum is unprecedented, unprecedented grandiose, some people from remote counties to work in Changling, often can not touch the door, life is not familiar and often by the ground people deceived, so some business behavior, set up a lot of hometown hall.

These halls are not only the foothold, but also the hometown of the county in Changling to find people to work, looking for opportunities to find the most important place to call friends, so the weekdays are endless, lively to the extreme.

Since the Yuanwu emperor ascended the throne, the Daqin Dynasty for more than ten years without war, everyone can be well-dressed and food, some noble people for the daily diet and tools can not help but pay attention to, the words and antiques, some furnishings and play, but also the price all the way up.

At this moment, Qin Xuan had such a sentence because a foreign merchant in the hands of a vendor under his nose spent a hundred and two silver coins to buy a piece of jade known as the great dynasty.

If it is really the Jade left over from the great dynasty, at least it is the starting price of thousands of silver, Changling this street vendor has done so many years of business, how can not be sold, but look at the appearance of the foreign businessman, obviously not for buying a fake to go back to the hand, clearly is only to think that only their own eyes are very good, with a very low price to pick up the big leak.

However, even if Qin Xuan has no research on antiques, it is certain that this kind of thing cannot happen, and it is all lustful and blinded.

Qin Xuan drank the noodle soup in one breath, and looked at the foreign businessman who was still happy in the world, and suddenly his face became something wrong.

The young god-daughter officials around him sensed that he was wrong, suddenly nervous, and asked softly, “Master, what’s the matter?”

“The Long Ling Guard.”

Qin Xuan looked at the opposite side of this street, as if answering his question, and said softly as if to himself: "How did Changling Wei come here?"

The young god's supervisors stayed in the sky and looked at Qin Xuan's eyes, only to see that dozens of Changling Wei, who was wearing locks, were passing through another street and were heading towards a train.

The train had just left the doorway of the Jiujiang County Hall.

The look on his face suddenly became strange.

The long mausoleums gave them the feeling that it seemed to be to check the train team.However, the investigation of Changling's crimes was determined by the prison and the gods, and there was a need to help block and set up staggered checks, and they also relied on the garrison of Changling.

Although the Changling Guard belongs to the soldiers and horses like the Tiger and Wolf Army, the scope of responsibilities on weekdays is limited to the guards and inspections of some fixed places, such as the offices of some departments, the security guards around the residence of the Houfu and the Grand Palace, the outside of the Royal Palace, the mausoleum of successive emperors, and so on.

Of course, they can also spot some people who feel suspicious at any time, in the face of some murderers, of course, they will also shoot, but on the chessboard of Changling, Changlingwei is a relatively dead piece, just like dogs can naturally go to catch rats at home, but there are cats will be responsible for catching rats, and the dog watching the door runs to other places to catch mice, which will naturally seem strange.

The most important thing is that the reason why Meng Tianfang and Qin Xuan are staring here is because they are very aware of the Jiujiang County Hall, and I am afraid that there is a practitioner who can be described as "big inverse".