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Chapter 102:Wonderful Feeling

It is impossible to describe this simple sword in words.

A sword came out and a thousand colorful glazed swords were destroyed.

He tungled his back against the steps, covered his blood-stained abdomen, fuming and exclaimed, “Why?”

Most people have not returned from the shock of those pictures at all, and they do not understand what this sentence is asked at this time.

But Xue forgot to know.

He looked at the turbidity with some contempt, and said with some sympathy: "People like you, even with the same sword method, are less powerful and less true."

A burst of exhalation and a loud breath of inhalation sounded.

Hearing this sentence, many people in Zhushan County began to understand what was happening.

From the beginning, Xue forgot not to want to be entangled with a thousand turbidity, after all, the sword of the Bashan Sword Field has many mysterious changes that outsiders do not know, so he only came out of a sword.

This is the sword of his life after many years of accumulation of strength.

Any sword that seals a thousand turbidity cannot be stopped, so he shakes out thousands of swords with seven treasures and glazed swords to attack.

However, Xue forgot to change no sword at all.

Fang Qian turbulence did not dare to die with Xue, and even said that when he came out of the sword from the beginning, Xue forgot to feel that the meaning of the sword that was sealed was a little bit.

He didn’t want to die, so he had to lose.

Fang thousands of turbidly covered his abdomen, blood flowed from the fingers, feeling the sharp pain in the abdomen and the terrible sword, thinking that the calm and well-being of the long past was broken by this sword, he finally burst into laughter: "You won... but do you think you can leave Zhushan County safely?"

"Only that sword, you have almost exhausted all the real dollars!"

“Kill him!”

...

“Kill them!”

“Don’t let them go!”

With the twilight laughter ringing, countless angry cries were uttered in the flow of people blocking every street around them.

Ding Ning's face remained calm.

He looked up at the sky above, only to see the white clouds below, above the eaves, there were many black crows hovering.

A middle-aged man in a brocaded suit had already rushed up with his sword.

His face is very similar to that of Feng Qianyu, and it should be a son and nephew of Feng Qianyu.

On the red sword in his hand sprinkled many blazing flames, such as many fiery snakes dancing.

However, in the face of this sword, Xue forgot to bend down unscathed.

He picked up a long bamboo broom next to him.

Then he was very simple, and stabbed out like a sword with this bamboo broom.

The front of the bamboo broom burned.

The man who rushed up wanted to chop off the burning broom at the front of the handle, but somehow, it was like a strange time difference, but it could not be touched.

The front-end burning bamboo broomstick tucked into his chest.

Then the fire went out.

Many of the small bamboo branches that burned half of them pierced his flesh and blood, and were rushed out of his body with blood and energy.

The man stood incredulously, and the sword in his hand stretched forward in vain, but there were still a few feet away from Xue's body.

At the next moment, he looked down with some dazed head, looking at the long handle of the bamboo broomstick on his chest, and then he lost all his strength and sat down on the ground.

Several more people shouted up.

He stood there, just stabbing and stabbing.

These people poured out a fountain of blood in their chests and screamed and fell to the ground.

The broomstick is still a broomstick, just an ordinary bamboo pole, but because the small bamboo branches on the front end have been dispersed, the front end is stained with a layer of blood, and under the friction of flesh and bone, there has been more sharpness, so at this moment in Xue's forgotten hands, this ordinary bamboo pole is like a bamboo sword of the foreign minister.

Quiet quickly around.

Looking at the several practitioners who fell in the pool of blood in the simple stabbing of Xue, many of the nobles of Zhushan County who had been ready to shoot also sat down again with a white face.

In these thorns of talent, Xue forgot to use any real yuan at all.

He is only telling everyone in this way that even if he does not use the real element, there is still a huge gap between the practitioners of the seventh realm and the ordinary practitioners and the martial arts in the understanding and power of swordsmanship.

In order to kill practitioners in the seven realms, they must fight with a large army or many practitioners in the five realms and six realms.

Only in the present Zhushan County, if you forget, how many people will die?

"I could die, everybody would die."

Xue forgot to drop the blood of the long bamboo pole, calmly looked at the blockage surrounded by some people, said: "But I can guarantee to kill you before you die."

Because of the pain and anger, the turbid body trembled.

However, he began to soberly realize that Xue was telling the truth, and that only by the number of swords, he understood that his sense of the sword and Xue Fufu were nothing compared to Xue Fu.

If there is no sword in the sword field of Bashan, he will lose even more desolately.

“You are lying too much!”

He didn’t know how to answer, so he shouted in anger.

He grinned and smiled.

From the beginning, he said to Feng Qianyan that he did not speculate more than half a word, and finally he had to rely on the sword to speak.

If the sword that does not break through the turbid waves makes him comfortable physically and mentally, he may not say a word after defeating the turbidity.

So at this moment he didn't want to say anything more at all, just turned around and motioned for Ding Ning to follow him.

Ding Ning turned and followed behind him.

But at the same time, he also calmly said: "What is there such a thing as deceives us?"From the beginning, we just want to settle the face, and all the rules are set by you.When you complain, we don’t even say a word.In the whole Qin Dynasty, such a fair duel with conditions in advance did not know how many times a day, but like your Zhushan County, you lost and did not admit defeat, and wanted to kill us all here...Don't you feel ashamed?"

“And you sealed your house.”

After a little bit of a tuckdown, Ding Ning, who followed Xue's forgetful passage from the tide of the crowd, then calmly said: "What could be solved by a fair duel before the temple fair, the result was to be intimidated by the queen's picture, and finally lost, and wanted to incite the whole people of Zhushan County to try to kill a practitioner in the seven realms."Even if you can deny this, but such a thing spread out, you seal the family think of the Changling people think, think you do a good job of sealing the family?"

Hearing Ding Ning's calm and cold words, pondering the words, the body of the murky is getting colder and colder, and his heart is getting more and more frightened, and finally his clothes are wet with cold sweat, looking at the figure of Ding Ning and Xue forgetting, he sent out a desperate beastly roar.

The crowd was constantly separated in front of Xue's forgetful body, like the sea letting go of a passage.

“How do you feel?”

Ding Ning, who followed Xue's forgetful back, looked at the faces on both sides of the face were unusually complex people in Zhushan County, and asked Xue forgetful.

Xue forgot to look at him, smiled like a child, and said, "It feels good."

Then he asked Ding Ning, “How do you feel?”

Ding Ning replied seriously, "I feel good too."

Xue forgot to say, "I don't mean that... I asked you how you feel after swallowing the face beads."

Feeling the pure medicinal force that was slowly released in his body, Ding Ning's face was heavy.

In addition to leaving this practice, the legendary emperor, no one knows the mystery of the nine dead silkworms, and even if he has already practiced the nine-dead silkworm, some of the characteristics of this practice are only noticed by him one by one with the progress of his cultivation.

At the moment when he had just swallowed the face, he found that he had somewhat ignored a fact.

It is not only those drugs that are directly used in the true spirit and the real element can make him practice faster.

This pure nourishment**, nourishing the five dirty drugs, can also make him practice faster.

Because the biggest weakness of the nine-dead silkworm is to consume five breaths in the body.

Nine dead silkworms consume five breaths at a very fast pace, but they can't let the five organs run out too quickly, and they must control the speed of practice.

Just nourishing the internal organs and health of the drug, but also equivalent to allowing the same rate of five organs to be swallowed up for practice.

In the simplest terms, the cultivation of the nine dead silkworms can be faster, but his five organs are not strong enough to withstand faster speeds, so it may not necessarily be directly used in the spiritual medicine of the true spirit and the true element, as long as he can strengthen the five dirty health medicine, it can also make him practice faster in the future.

This beauty, not only the medicinal power of the moment makes him feel like a lot of new life, but also more important for him is some epiphanies and reminders in the practice.

"It feels very good."

So he looked at Xue very seriously and said, "At least you can win a few years."

Xue forgot not to know the real idea in Ding Ning's heart at this moment, but he felt that Ding Ning's sincere gratitude, which made him more satisfied, he was already a few white beards, satisfied with the smile: "That's good."

Looking at the satisfied smile on Xue's face, Ding Ning was full of countless grievances and killing hearts, but it was filled with a kind of warmth.

He thought of Changsun Shaoxue, of the old woman in the fish market... He thought that in addition to the two of them, he had never been with a man in Changling for so long.

Thinking that the white-haired old man himself had little time, so his heart became softer, and he said softly: "In this case, do you want to drink?"“Can I find a girl to drink?”

Xue forgot to turn his head, looked at him in disembred incredulously, and broke several beards: "What joke are you making?" rg

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