A Sword Decides Victory or Defeat
Chapter 73:A Sword Decides Victory or Defeat
"The art is cast into a sword, but a thousand cars are difficult to stop, escape to change the name, the mountain food is exposed..."
The white figure has been along the streets for dozens of feet, singing, there is always a sword light like the flow of water around the flying, along the long mausoleum simply do not even resist the force, under one touch will fly out, fall into the eaves on both sides.
Hearing such a song, seeing such an invincible sword light, Qin Xuan's can't stop shaking, but he didn't even have the courage and idea of pulling out the long sword in the yellow bamboo tube, but he just shouted in his heart: "White mountains and waters!"It really is a white mountain!”
The man who looked like the driver casually seized an empty carriage, holding a sword, driving in one hand, and following behind the white figure, just counting the time, he passed through the eyes of Qin Xuan and passed through this long alley.
Not far away, the roar of the chariots sounded.
Dozens of tiger-wolf combat vehicles rushed out of the straight streets and surrounded the carriage that rushed to the outskirts of the long mausoleum.
"The country broke the mountains and rivers, the courtiers with this responsibility, although I am humble, but also at the risk of death, today's war mausoleum, he will be the king of Qin, and then sacrifice the soul of the country!"
However, the great backlighting song with indescribable words of pride is constantly sounded, such as the rune chariots that countless beasts keep attacking are not the same enemy.
I saw heavy chariots flying out on both sides like a thud provoked by the farmer, smashing into the houses on both sides.
The sound of the ground like thunder is constantly trembling, and there are long smokes.
Surrounded by a white figure like a water-flowing sword, it is like a prehistoric beast crossing the Long Tomb and rushing straight to the banks of the Wei River.
More troops had not yet arrived, more than a dozen goddu prison officials had just arrived at the Jiujiang County Hall at this time, among them, the head of the deputy director of the divine capital supervisor saw the chief mausoleum sitting on the ground, and then saw the distant column of smoke like a dragon, listening to the countless cries and angry sounds in the streets, and what happened to him in an unstoppable man song.
His face was instantly pale without a trace of blood, and he growled almost hysterically: "How can the Long Lingwei be here!"What is the Lord doing here!”
The captain who fell to the ground heard the roar of the mournful heels, and his hard-fleeted head was raised, and the blood dripped along his lips.
However, he did not answer the question of Qi Sad Huo, but repeated it constantly softly like a puppet: "White mountains and rivers... how can white mountains and mountains be here!"
...
In the alley of Changling, when the white mountains and waters were rushing to the Wei River, the battle between He and Ding Ning in the sacrificial sword canyon continued.
Ding Ning slowly stood up from the dead leaves of a place, and there was blood dripping between his lips, but he still slowly raised the last flower sword.
“Not conceded?Do you have to hurt yourself until you can’t practice for the next month or two before you give up?”Seeing such a situation, Xie Changsheng once again said in anger, "What is still doing with the sword?"Do you want to kill a way out of this sword?”
The same idea is in front of Ding Ning.
He looked at Ding Ning and couldn’t help but whisper, “Do you still want to fight?”
On one side of the South Palace, she could not control her emotions, and she wanted to stop Ding Ning from fighting again.
However, Ding Ning seemed to feel her emotions, first turning his head to look at her and shaking her head.
Then he looked at the morning and evening, "I'm already familiar with your sword, so I just need this sword."
A sword to win?
Do you have the confidence to win?
He's frowning involuntarily, but he felt that Ding Ning didn't seem to be telling a lie, so he was ready to use the most secure method of warfare to deal with the sword that Ding Ning said.
“People are self-aware, and if they don’t even know themselves, they will lose very ugly.”I said a little bit about spring at this time.
He was quick to care.
Especially at this moment, even Xie Changsheng, who has been doing his right thing, can't help but scold Ding Ning in anger, and he is more happy.
No one answered his voice, because at this time Ding Ning had moved again.
On the edge of the observation deck, Xue, who squinted his eyes and sat on the rattan chair, said to himself, “What medicine do you sell in your gourd?”
Between the whispers, he placed his hands on his knees.
Because at this time, He Chao and Ding Ning's posture made him inexplicably feel that something was going to happen, and his white beard was already very rare, and if it was too much, it looked too ugly.
The night turned so hard, and he began to move.
His body once again faced Tin Ning in a pure straight line, and the dead yellow sword in his hand was cut out rapidly, and then he turned it around in the air.
This is the purest force to crush the method of warfare, the area swept through the sword, covering any position that Ding Ning can dodge, forcing Ding Ning to seal this sword.
This is the most secure method of warfare, forcing the battle to become minimalist.
As soon as this sword came out, the vast majority of people on the observation deck thought that Ding Ning could not block the sword at all.
The previous number of shots, Ding Ning is so simple and effective a shot directly back to fly, can not compete.
Ding Ning is still forced to swing the same sword as before, but what everyone did not expect is that this time is really different.
The moment when the broken sword was waved out in his right hand, and the moment when countless fine white flowers bloomed in the air, his left hand crushed a wax block, a yellow soda the size of a dragon's eye flew, and he swallowed it in the entrance of the bomb.
The first feeling in the morning and evening arises in the heart.
This moment is too fast, his strange feeling does not come from this medicine, but from Ding Ning's sword.
Ding Ning's sword wave seems to be no different from the previous few times, but Ding Ning's body seems to have broken into some more than before, but it is like hitting his long sword.
He couldn’t even think.
“When” a loud explosion.
A shock surged in his heart.
Ding Ning's sword, almost close to the tip of his sword!
Before the number of strikes, Ding Ning's sword was cut in the middle of his long sword, and this time, Ding Ning rushed forward, but instead wielded the sword to cut the tip of his sword!
This change made him feel that he was using something to do, and felt that he was not holding a sword, but a prying rod.
Ding Ning's figure seemed to be prying up by his strength at once, instantly swept up, and closer to him!
“Hang!”
At this moment, his ears seemed to hear a violent drug spread out in Ding Ning's body.
Ding Ning shuddered, the body obviously erupted out of more violent force, the hand from the shock of the sword scattered more white flowers, tangled in the morning and evening between the waist and belly.
The sharp contraction of the pupil of the morning and evening, the breathing has been completely stopped.
He took the sword, but his sword was long, and in this near-close circumstances, his long sword was not as flexible as Ding Ning's short sword, and in this moment he could only strike Ding Ning's sword with his own hilt.
The incomparable beheading suddenly turned into a plentiful green weed.
The sword front is extremely delicate and revolves around in the air, sprinkling a shadow of the sword, clinging to the straight line of the sword hilt, and tangent to the five fingers of the morning and evening.
He was full of incredulous emotions in his mind, but he had no choice, he released his five fingers and flashed out.
The dead yellow sword suddenly lost its master's grasp and fell in the air.
Ding Ning's ink-green residual sword is a choice, the dead yellow flying sword suddenly accelerated back, flying behind the fall between the rattan forest.
Looking at the dead yellow sword in the forest in the distance, and looking at the ink-green residual sword that kept blooming and cleaning white flowers, he stopped in the morning and evening, and his eyes flashed with more shocked emotions, "Dan Jian Dao?"
A yellow medicine gas, still rolling under the skin of Dingning at this moment.
Ding Ning, holding a remnant sword, although ragged, still looks stronger and more powerful than ever!
Ding Ning saw that He did not want to fight anymore, so he did not pursue, and whispered to him, "This drug was given to me by Nanmiya before the trial."
"It has not been specially designed to cultivate Dan Sword Road, but it has been given to Dan, so he fought hard and wants to protect her."Ding Ning, you are a friend worth making, and you are a true genius."
There was bitterness and unwillingness in his eyes, but there was real respect in the face, and he was slightly polite to Ding Ning, saying, "I lost."
“You ate that yellow gold at this time?”The sound of shock in the South Palace sounded.
This moment changed too fast and too delicately, so even she did not react until this time.
“What happened!”
“Did Ding Ning swallow a drug?”
“What morning defeat?”
After her shocking sound, the observation deck was in an uproar, and the most noisy exclaim from the beginning of the sacrificial sword trial to the present.
The whole man of the wood is frozen.
The whole face of Di Qingmei is iron.
The taunts of the spring froze on his face, and could not be dispersed for a long time.
“What kind of medicine is this, so strong?”Xue forgot not to tear his beard, but his hands almost tore his robe.
The look in his eyes is very complicated... Indeed, Ding Ning gave him a great surprise, except that the entrance of the drug was invisibly like the sword master of the sword of the dam, even the sword was broken.Ding Ning looked like he was fighting hard before, just constantly grasping the sword of the morning and evening, and thinking carefully about breaking the law.
If there were those who doubted Ding Ning’s talent before, everyone would have realized that Ding Ning did indeed have amazing talent in many ways.
But the better the talent, the less he can't afford to squander, he is worried about this ferocious drug that does not know where to come from will bring many adverse consequences to Ding Ning.
He opened his mouth again, unable to speak for a long time.
"It's amazing."It was not until he said such a word to Xu Heshan next to him that he completely returned to God.
"Thank you very much."
Thank you for being a little self-deprecated, but I am very serious about the care of the spring on the side.
He looked at him with amazement, not knowing what he was thanking.
"Every time you openly say how he can't do it, he will have a surprising performance, so I thank you."Xie Changsheng looked at him and explained, "So you can say more next that he can't."
The face of the spring suddenly became iron.
“Don’t be fools!Childishly!”She said, thank you, she seemed to want to thank Changsheng, but at this moment, between her eyes, it was flowing with indescribable joy.
“Not yet happy.”
However, at this time, Xu Heshan's heavy voice sounded: "Shu Qin."
He turned his head and looked down, suddenly changing his face.
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