When the hot air in front of him became cold, Zhang Yi's body became stiff, and the scabbard at his waist began to vibrate... He subconsciously wanted to make a move, although he knew the identity of the maid surnamed Rong in the carriage ahead Incomparably noble, so noble that a random word of mouth can make many practitioners like him disappear in Changling.
However, at this moment, Xue Wangxu, who was supported by him, shook his head lightly.
The shaking of the head at this time is not to stop, but to tell Zhang Yi that any action is useless.
This hand condensed with the vitality of heaven and earth exudes the cold luster of white porcelain, exactly like the porcelain fired from the mouth of the best kiln in the world. When it appeared in front of Ding Ning, the air around Zhang Yi and Ding Ning was already compressed. In essence, even if Zhang Yi wanted to draw his sword, he couldn't do it at all.
Ding Ning lowered his head slightly and looked at this hand. He couldn't resist at all, but what was a bit incomprehensible was that he softly said in a cold tone: "It's just the peak of the six realms."
There was also a chill between the eyebrows of the palace maid named Rong. From her point of view, what she did before was to teach the boy from the wine shop to follow some rules of Changling. She didn't consider what she did to the boy. Whether it's fair or not, she only thinks that this young man is not only obsessed with obsession, but also going further and further in the wrong direction.
The black car curtain in front of her fluttered like a wave again.
The porcelain-like hands condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth landed on Ding Ning's body.
There was a soft pop.
The seemingly heavy hand disappeared invisible, as if penetrating into Ding Ning's body.
The clothes on Ding Ning's back instantly bulged, and countless tiny sounds came from the skin on his back, like many rafts leaking air.
The cyan cloth robe lit up, emitting countless rays of light, each of which emitted a strong wind flow, and each flow of wind contained a pure and clear aura.
The faces of Zhang Yi and Shen Yi turned pale, and their bodies trembled incessantly due to extreme fear and anger.
Ding Ning's face was calm and cold, without any change, but his skin also became paler by a few points. Under the pale skin, the multicolored luster was as bewitching as if there were many colorful centipedes crawling around, as if at any time to get out of his body.
The tourists not far away didn't know what happened here, but they also felt the fear of death in their subconscious minds, and all backed away in horror.
The black curtain was still trembling slightly, and the maid surnamed Rong in the carriage looked at Ding Ning indifferently, and said slowly: "According to Fang Xiumu's judgment, as long as you start practicing, you may not live to be a mature man. Now you With such a violent mobilization of the five qi, one cannot live for a few years at most."
"Put it to death and then regenerate? Do you think that using exercises to forcibly stimulate the five viscera to generate the five qi, and thus forcibly improve the cultivation level quickly, will allow you to occupy a place in this sword meeting?"
She paused, shook her head, and said even more indifferently: "But you should understand now that after putting to death, life or death is up to you to decide?"
"You...how can you do this!"
Due to anger, Zhang Yi's face turned from pale to blood red. He wanted to open his mouth to scold the court lady, but because he has always been a modest gentleman, even though he was extremely angry, he just uttered such a sentence in the end.
The hand condensed with the vitality of heaven and earth did not cause much substantial damage to Ding Ning, but it forced most of the true energy accumulated in Ding Ning's body out of his body.
At this time, Ding Ning's cultivation has reached the upper level of the three realms, but his body is extremely empty. There is not much real energy available in the empty realm. The most important thing is that the Minshan Sword Club is about to start, and Ding Ning does not have enough time to replenish True Yuan.
The goddess Rong's expression remained unchanged, her eyes fell on Xue Wangxu who was beside Zhang Yi.
There was a sudden chill in the scorching air.
In the sky, a shadow seemed to fall on Zhang Yi, Shen Yi and Xue Wangxu.
Ding Ning's breathing suddenly stopped.
Zhang Yi and Shen Yi felt cold all over, and Xue Wangxu, who was supported by them, coughed lightly, with a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.
"You poisonous woman!"
Zhang Yi suddenly realized what happened. Even though he was extremely angry just now, he didn't swear anything bad. It was almost the first time in his life that he sweared in a real, cursing tone.
"It is already the greatest tolerance for Baiyang Cave disciples to participate in the Minshan Sword Club."
The maid named Rong still looked at Ding Ning and Xue Wangxu indifferently with the same face: "It's just that you have been given many opportunities, but you still don't know how to repent... Xue Wangxu, although I let you come to see this Minshan Sword Club, but you My health is too poor, but I can't finish watching the Minshan Sword Festival."
Shen Yi was stunned, he felt that the cold just now seemed to have penetrated into the marrow of his bones, but now his body had warmed up, and he didn't understand what happened, why the most gentle senior brother would be so angry. However, after hearing the words of the maid named Rong, he began to understand what kind of impact the coldness that was nothing to him had on the already weak Xue Wangxu.
His body couldn't help shaking.
"Letting you watch the Minshan Sword Club does not mean letting you watch the entire Minshan Sword Club."
The face of the maid named Rong suddenly turned cold, "I personally came out to teach you to follow the rules of Changling, don't you understand?"
Zhang Yi's hands trembled more and more, his knuckles turned whiter and whiter, and his sword was about to be drawn out.
"I see."
However, at this moment, Ding Ning took a step.
Ding Ning took a step across, blocking his view of the black carriage.
The eyes of the palace maid suddenly narrowed.
She didn't release any energy of heaven and earth at this time, but the air in front of her seemed to be suddenly filled with cold breath again.
What made her feel even colder was the calm killing intent on Ding Ning's face at this time.
Ding Ning's face at this time was like covered with countless layers of thin ice slices cut by a sword, with sharp edges and layer upon layer, making it impossible to see through.
"I understand that because the Lushan League is over, there are no accidents, so you don't have to worry about the opinions and ideas of many people." Ding Ning said, looking directly at her behind the black curtain.
"But you should understand that some of these things, it is because of me that there are no accidents in the end."
"I don't need any rewards, I just want to rely on my own strength to quietly participate in the Minshan Sword Festival, so that the Cave Master can finish watching the Minshan Sword Festival. Am I wrong?"
The face of the maid surnamed Rong became gloomy.
She didn't have to think about whether these words made sense, because to her, what Ding Ning said about you did not refer to her personally.
"You've gone too far."
Ding Ning took a deep breath, he didn't hide his killing intent at all, and said seriously: "If you only target me, it's fine, but you actually..."
"Ding Ning!"
Xue Wangxu seemed to know what Ding Ning was going to say, his expression changed suddenly, and he uttered a sentence forcefully.
"You are just a court lady, a court lady whose cultivation base has reached the peak of the sixth realm and has not even reached the seventh realm. Who do you think you are?" However, Ding Ning did not stop talking. He looked at the black curtain in front of him, calm but He said with emphasis: "After the Minshan Sword Festival, I will definitely challenge you... I will definitely kill you!"
It is very ridiculous for a practitioner who is only a top-rank practitioner of the third realm to say such a thing to a practitioner who is at the peak of the sixth realm.
However, no one thought it was ridiculous at this time.
The maid surnamed Rong narrowed her eyes, like a tiger seeing blood.
"How long can you live?"
She sneered, and then said grimly: "If you really have the courage to challenge me in the future, I will give you a chance."
"You have no way to refuse. Refusing the challenge of a duel in Changling itself is an extremely shameful thing. You will never bear the humiliation from someone like me. And you must have relatives." Ding Ning looked at the maid and said a word. Repeatedly: "You are just a court lady."
"You threatened me?"
The maid surnamed Rong laughed mockingly.
A low-level Changling practitioner like Ding Ning is too small for her, so before such words, she can't even generate much anger.
"Cave Master..."
Zhang Yi let out a mournful cry.
Xue Wangxu's body has been deteriorating, but now... even he can feel the speed of deteriorating.
Xue Wangxu sighed lightly.
He looked at Zhang Yi and Shen Yi beside him, and at Ding Ning and the gate of Minshan Sword Sect in front of him. At this time, he felt both satisfied and helpless, which was hard to describe.
"You can beg me now."
Ding Ning looked at the black curtain, and said very coldly: "All the students who participated in the Minshan Sword Club have entered the mountain gate. Next, the Holy One will offer sacrifices to heaven and appoint a prince. He will not stay for anyone. I will not enter the mountain gate now. Everyone Everyone will think that you are blocking me. Blocking me and not letting me enter the mountain gate, in the eyes of everyone, you have done too much. Even if you really don’t care about other people’s opinions at all, at least the way you do it must make people feel comfortable Accept... so you can beg me now, beg me to enter the gate of Minshan Sword Sect."
"presumptuous!"
The maid surnamed Rong yelled sharply, her face changed a few times, and then she stretched out her fingers and tapped on the carriage.
The carriage carrying her started to run wildly, away from Ding Ning and others.
She naturally didn't think that Ding Ning and others would really not join the Minshan Sword Sect, so of course she wouldn't really beg Ding Ning.
Just being forced to stay away from Ding Ning's body immediately showed that she didn't want to block the way at all, which was also an unbearable failure and humiliation for her.
"Little brother..."
The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and he called out the wrong address again. He really wanted to cry at this moment.
Because after this sword meeting, he might lose not only a mentor, but also the junior in front of him.
"Let's go into the mountain gate."
However, Ding Ning just turned around coldly and walked towards him, "Brother, I'll help the cave master, I have something to say to the cave master alone."