Xue forgot to shake his head, everything developed as Ding Ning Fang said, and he followed Ding Ning.

Sometimes he could not understand what was happening with Ding Ning's meticulous observation and general judgment, because this ability, in addition to talent, often came from experience.

Ding Ning crossed his chest, and many whispers passed into his ears.

It was nothing more than to mock him with a broken sword in his hand.

In the afterglow of his eyes, there was no change in the look of sealing, and the coldness in his heart became stronger and stronger.When the days of honoring and honoring were too long, even this sword was not recognized.

At this time, the eyes of Feng Qinghan also fell on the broken sword in Ding Ning's hand.

Even Feng Qian turbidity has not recognized the last flower sword that has changed because of the fracture and the appearance of the great change, and he who has not yet been born when the sword field of Bashan has changed, naturally it is impossible to recognize this sword.

He looked at the uneven break and subtle crack of the sword in Ding Ning's hand, and the corners of his mouth filled with more mocking meaning.

With a loud voice, he pulled out his sword.

The sword that appeared in his hand was about three feet long, unusually thin, in the middle of the white sword body, and a black line extended from the hilt to the edge of the sword.

It’s like a white paper in the shape of a sword, with a line of ink.

Ding Ning's eyebrows slowly raised.

He knew this sword... this was the Danqing sword of the Bashan Sword Field.

In the former Bashan sword field, only those with the highest quality and cleanliness are worthy of having this sword.

Now such a sword appears in the hands of the seal.

Looking at Ding Ning's slowly tightened eyebrows, he had a little more color in his eyes, and he thought that Ding Ning felt great pressure because of the sword in his hand.

But his movements did not stop too much.

“Please!”

His voice, full of mockery, had just sounded, and the whole person had become a shadow, cutting the distance.

A loud noise!

He and Ding Ning's sword had already collided together, countless desolate swords spattered out, and between the two men's bodies, two semicircular arcs appeared.

Between the arcs of light, there are many flower-like stars surging, blooming with their own strength.

This is only a short moment.

Just a breath of time, sealed the shadow of the shadow, the hands of Danqing sword and forward swing, the sword on the body of the sword like running water, but Ding Ning is in front of the light is broken, his sword's right sleeves have been rushed out of the sword many cracks, the whole person sadly back, the feet alternately on the stone board, the sole of the shoe has made a cracking sound.

The twilight looked small and breathed.

The temptation of this first sword has proved that although the Changling teenager is not weak in sword art, there is a great gap between strength and sealing.

The mockery in the eyes of the noble people in Zhushan County, sitting on the mahogany chair, is also more intense.

This is the huge gap between the real environment and the real world.

The onlookers of the ordinary Zhushan County people are still in the shock of this sword collision, they can not imagine that Feng Qingqing and Ding Ning so thin body, even contains such a terrible force ... but no matter how, the other side was sealed the young master of the sword, obviously some invincible.

For a while, cheers and applause went by.

...

Looking at Ding Ning, who was still not completely standing still, there was more hesitation on his face.

However, he did not pursue.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the real element slowly flowed out of his hand, flowing through the ink line on the white paper sword.

He was very attentive, and cut out a sword in the air between him and Ding Ning.

The white sword shadow was cut in the air, but a black sword spirit remained in the air and remained motionless.

In the cold air, suddenly there was a black line.

Seeing such a black line, many noble people in Zhushan County were also cramped in their breath and narrowly looked at them.

This is clearly a line.

Everyone in Zhushan County knows that Feng Qinghu is a highly qualified practitioner, but before, everyone did not know that he was actually a sword!

With the sword spirit, each sword is a line, and finally formed into a variety of complete character, can attract more heaven and earth vitality, release a stronger power.

This is the means of double cultivation of the sword, but also the means that are extremely difficult to master, even if it is only to paint, to paint in the empty air, it is also many times more difficult than painting on yellow paper, not to mention that there can be no deviation, otherwise it will not be able to attract the spirit of the world.

The cultivation of Fengqing Han is higher than that of this long mausoleum, and now shows such an amazing sword method, what opportunities does this long mausoleum boy have to overcome?

Feng Qingyan's face was slightly mocking, but his eyes were extremely focused, and he came out of a sword again, and once again there was a dark line in the air ahead.

The two lines do not intersect, but there has been an inexplicable reaction, and there is a lot of black smoke.

Ding Ning stopped retreating at this time.

His right sleeves were already tattered, and there were even a few blood marks on the back of his hand, but what puzzled all the onlookers was that his face at the moment still had no fear, still blindly calm.

Looking at the two lines in the air that began to dissipate the black flue gas, the broken sword of his right hand also drew smoothly forward.

The ink-green sword seemed to be the sword that he had forgotten to draw in the carriage, and with the rapid passage of the ink-green sword body, there were also several white lines in the air ahead of him!

All the nobles of Zhushan County, who had previously thought that Ding Ning was invincible, all were squatted, and their faces were frozen, and their eyes contracted sharply.

This is obviously a sword too!

Feng Qinghan also saw the first few white lines, and a strong feeling of incredibility filled his body.He himself majored in this sword method, naturally know how difficult it is to repair the sword character, he has been painting since the age of three, he began to hold the sword at the age of six, until six months ago to become small... But now this long-lived young man, who is about the same age, even showed this means, and seems to be more familiar than himself, the sword is faster!

...

There was no change in Ding Ning's expression, and the sword in his hand continued smoothly in the air, just a breath of time, and there were more than ten white lines in front of him.

These more than ten white lines and the previous number of lines, staggered in the air, suddenly formed a square stud.

The “sniff” is a crack!

In the next instant, this lintel suddenly collapsed, but countless colds gathered in front at an unimaginable speed.

The air of thousands of trees and pear blossoms, countless white ice flowers are connected together to form a plant of ice trees, which are pressed towards sealing!

The face was white, and in the midst of a sharp roar, the Danqing sword in his hand was even a number of swords.

As several black lines swept up, the sword in front of him finally formed.

There was a loud explosion, a black smoke rushed forward like a dragon, and there seemed to be countless black bats in the rampage, hissing.

The unusually good-looking ice trees were instantly shattered and turned into countless ice pokings and splashing out.

The same sword is the same, but because of the gap in cultivation, there is also a clear gap in strength.

However, all the people in Zhushan County did not cheer.

Ding Ning's sword is fast.

The sword path, in addition to precision, the most important thing is fast.

Only in this short time, in front of Ding Ning, a white sword light has appeared, and a square white sword character has been formed.

The crystal ice that flew back to him was suddenly pushed into the air by a new force, and then quickly turned into countless fine ice crystals.

More surging forces erupt forward, and these ice crystals and newborn ice trees coalesced together and advanced.

A strange cry.

He retreated, and the Danqing sword in his hand kept cutting forward.

The black smoke of the dragon was not there, and countless blade-like ice pieces pierced the black smoke and flew out.

The ice sheet and the Danqing sword in his hand constantly collided, making a sour and sour sound.

As he receded, countless pieces of ice fell on the ground in front of him.

His hair and his robe were also covered with snow-white ice scraps and began to melt.

Ding Ning was still incomparably calm, and he began to move forward.

In the eyes of the seal, his figure was seen from the scattered ink dragon, followed by a new sword character.

The white sword character between the invisible and the tangible, gives everyone the feeling, like a white square seal, provoked by the tip of Ding Ning's sword, and smashed towards the seal.

Fang Qing Han shivered again, and the madness of the real yuan in his body poured out without cherishing, and injected the ink line on the white paper sword.

At the beginning of the sword, a black ray of light expanded dramatically, forming a black ink pond.

A blast.

The strength of the white sword was shattered as much as possible, and the figure of sealing and regressing suddenly lived.

However, let him bite his teeth desperately, and the feeling of powerlessness gushed in his heart was that he saw that Ding Ning's figure was also stopped, and in front of Ding Ning, a white sword character had formed again.

The same sword is the way, but the other side's sword is too fast, even so fast that they have no chance to even show the sword!

The faces of all the dignitaries in Zhushan County, sitting on the mahogany chair, became extremely ugly.

"Have you ever seen such a good practitioner at this age who can use the sword?If I am not mistaken, this should be the white sheep glacier sword in the white sheep cave, the difficulty of this sword, will not be weaker than the seal of the clear Bashan Molong character sword."One of them said in a cold voice to the one next to him.

"Previously this long mausoleum young man was quiet, and he saw some extraordinary things, but he did not think of such extraordinary.It is rare in the records of history books to use the sword at such an age."The man took a deep breath and said, "Cultivate and each other in a state, but are beaten like this ... you can also admit it."

Although everyone in Zhushan County hopes to win the battle, the dialogue between the two can represent the mood of the vast majority of people with eyes at this moment.

It’s just unsettling.

He didn’t want to give up.

"I didn't expect you to have such strength... but from the beginning, I didn't want to beat you, but I wanted to destroy you!" 」

He looked at Ding Ning fiercely, making such a sound cold in his heart.

A glimmer of cruelty appeared in the corner of his mouth.

At the same time as the real yuan was quickly injected into the hand of Dan Qing sword, his left hand moved slightly, and a purple and gold crumb slipped from his sleeve and fell on his left palm.

(The next chapter is to officially put on the shelf, so this chapter is slightly earlier, the hypocrisy is not much to say, or hope to like this book, try to subscribe to support, after all, good results, for the author is the biggest encouragement.)The next chapter of the vip section should be updated around 12 o'clock this evening.)z