Groups of blood waves continued to spread in the clear stream, quickly dyeing the stream into a dazzling bright red. The black rat behind did not feel scared, and continued to move forward, and then was pierced by the sword wire.
Fine white flowers bloomed on each of the sword wires, rippling in the blood, like flowers blooming in hell.
The blood gradually spread around Ding Ning's body, but his face was still extremely calm. He just output his true energy extremely steadily, letting the sword thread densely cover every inch of space in the stream in front of him.
These black rats are all different types, moving faster than most of the practitioners under the three realms, but none of them can pass through these dense sword wires. As they are pierced by the sword wires one after another, There seemed to be countless strings of black candied haws in the bright red stream.
"Sure enough."
The green-robed man behind Jing Liuli's face has become extremely serious at this time, and he said softly with some emotion: "The ductility of the last flower sword is indeed the best in the world."
"Not only the ductility is the best in the world, but also the ability to bear the true essence is the best in the world."
After a slight pause, he shook his head again as if correcting himself, and said, "It seems that no matter how strong the true essence is, the sword embryo of this sword can withstand it... the stronger the true essence, the more stretchable the sword threads will be. The longer it grows, the more amazing its power will be."
"I've heard people say, Uncle, you wanted to challenge some strong men in the Bashan sword field at that time, including the owner of this last foil... Looking at the sword now, do you think you can defeat the owner of this last foil? "Jing Liuli turned her head, looked at the green-robed man who was feeling alone, and asked earnestly in a sincerely asking tone.
"That's just a lie when I was young and ignorant." The green-robed man smiled self-deprecatingly, and said seriously: "Even if I am now, facing the master of this sword back then, I still have no possibility of defeating it, because my sword is disabled. It is unbearable to fight, but this sword is still able to fight again."
Jing Liuli raised her brows slightly, but she was a little bit dissatisfied for the man in the green robe and said, "No matter how strong you are, the sword was broken by someone?"
"Although the sword is broken, the sword body can be extended with the infusion of true energy. There is no difference between folding and not breaking. Moreover, the sword body is shaken by powerful true energy to create countless small cracks... the sword is broken into silk, but it is useful against the enemy. In a sense, this sword has given new life." The green-robed man looked at Ding Ning standing in the blood-colored stream, and couldn't help admiring softly: "In other words, this wine shop boy gave the sword new life."
Jing Liuli is a real genius, and there is no one in the world who can match her. Many so-called geniuses in Changling are stupid in her eyes, so she is naturally very proud. Even many people in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, even this Even the owner of the Last Foil Sword was not convinced, but at the moment she heard the words of the man in green robe, she did not express any objection, but remained silent.
The filaments blooming with fine white flowers harvest the lives of these black rats even faster than the burning golden clouds. However, this cold and silent harvest is not like the heat and light of the flames that make these rats intuitively fear. The following black rats were still rushing towards Ding Ning. It seemed that unless they were all killed by the sword wire, this black tide would stop.
However, Ding Ning did not want to endlessly consume precious real energy.
The real essence that was flowing out of his hand suddenly stopped for a moment.
With the interruption of his true energy output, the sword wires that wandered before stabbing began to shrink and close together.
Countless scattered sword wires gathered again and turned into a sword.
The rat corpses strung together by these sword wires were cut by the sword wires while squeezing each other, and exploded into countless broken and irregular pieces almost in an instant.
In front of Ding Ning, the somewhat viscous stream that had already been gushed by blood seemed to have turned into a boiling porridge pot.
All the black rats in the rear suddenly found that their movements slowed down. The reason for the slowdown was that they seemed to have got into an extremely sticky porridge pot, and in the next moment, they saw something floating in front of them, squeezing against them. The body is all the same kind of flesh and blood.
They finally felt instinctive fear.
They began to retreat crazily, forming a backward black tide.
Ding Ning calmly raised his head and looked behind the Kuroshio.
Just like what happened to Xie Changsheng, a wave of silver appeared behind the Kuroshio, which then stirred up a wave of chaotic blood.
Countless silver lizard-like beasts preyed on these different mice at an alarming speed, and then a large part of them climbed up the banks on both sides, began to shed their skin, and their limbs began to wither, as if to transform into another form, but the thorns on both sides Many red sandworms drilled out of the bushes, and began to devour these little silver beasts, and the body began to transform into cold vitality.
This is an unnatural transformation, an unimaginable picture, but in this process, Ding Ning has never made any movements, just watching calmly.
He didn't even take a step up to the bank of the stream, letting the extremely filthy and smelly stream wash over him until the stream became clear again, and then washed him clean.
"Why isn't he leaving yet?"
The green-robed man behind Jing Liuli frowned in confusion again.
At this time, Xie Changsheng had already fled while the red sandworms were mutating. If it was him, he would either hurry up and leave like Xie Changsheng, or take advantage of the red sandworms' mutations before they were completed and kill them as much as possible. Kill these red sandworms. Because if these black rats are equivalent to ordinary warriors in the world, then the red sandworms after these mutations are already equivalent to practitioners in the world, and there is already an essential difference between the two.
In his opinion, even if Ding Ning is confident that he can kill all the mysterious frost worms after completing the mutation, Ding Ning must pay a heavy price.
Jing Liuli shook her head, she didn't understand what Ding Ning was doing at the moment.
This is in the Minshan Sword Sect, especially since she is the perverted planner that Xie Changsheng said, these are all the links she arranges, but Ding Ning makes her unable to understand again and again, she is looking at other people participating in the sword meeting When she was a young talent, she always judged them by being stupid or ingenious. She always stood in the position of the examiner and looked at these people with selective eyes. However, Ding Ning gave her a completely different feeling.
He is like a mystery, even in many respects, Jing Liuli even feels that he is not as good as Ding Ning.
Although Ding Ning's cultivation was still low in her opinion, it had already brought her an unspeakable pressure.
Before that, only An Baoshi from Lingxu Sword Gate could give this kind of pressure.
"No matter what he wants to do... With his performance, he is already qualified to enter our Minshan Sword Sect practice." Jing Liuli said after being silent for a moment.
The green-robed man nodded slightly in agreement.
Jing Liuli raised her head slowly, and said coldly: "But he still has to follow the rules of the Sword Club, and must be able to win in the Sword Club."
The green-robed man looked at her profile and smiled slightly.
Rules are rules, especially since this is a sword meeting facing the entire Great Qin Dynasty, it is naturally impossible to open the door to a single person, but Jing Liuli's words once again expressed her expectation, she hopes that Ding Ning can win .
And as the teacher responsible for giving her some guidance during her practice, he naturally hoped that someone like Ding Ning who could bring her some real pressure would enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice.
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All the little silver beasts were full and fell into a state of sleeping and moulting, and the sides of the river bank were covered with silver, and then slowly became rare under the devouring of the red sandworms.
The mysterious frost aura in these red sandworms is getting stronger and stronger. At first, the mysterious frost aura spewed out from the corners of their mouths, forming ice sand hanging around their mouths. However, as time went by, the ice sand formed by these cold air gradually Covered the whole body.
The originally ordinary red sandworms seem to be covered with a layer of black ice armor, and because the shape of these ice sands is irregular and uneven, the appearance of these red sandworms suddenly becomes ferocious.
When the small silver beasts in front of them became less and less, these long worms covered in icy sand finally began to notice the existence of Ding Ning who was calmly waiting in the stream.
A long worm that was very close to Ding Ning opened its mouth hesitantly.
A mass of frozen air condensed in its mouth.
The movement of its mouth opening was slow, but the condensation of this frozen air was as fast as a cultivator's sword.
There was a crackling sound.
This frozen air turned into a foot-long ridge of ice, which turned into a ray of cold light and shot straight at Ding Ning's chest.
Ding Ning stared at the cold light and swung his sword.
With a crackling sound, the ice edge shattered on his sword that was blooming with fine white flowers, and many ice shards fell into the stream in front of him.
The blade trembled slightly, and Ding Ning frowned slightly.
The strength of this blow was slightly beyond his expectation.
But his movements didn't stop at all. After blocking the blow of the icy edge, a wave of newborn true energy poured into the Mo Hua Remnant Sword in his hand, and then the Mo Hua Remnant Sword stably slashed forward.
There was a killing intent in the air.
A white sword talisman was formed, and then turned into a piece of white sword energy, sweeping towards the shore in front of his sword body.
More than a dozen long worms were shrouded in this piece of sword energy, and the ice armor formed by the ice sand on their body suddenly cracked, and then the flesh and blood were cut open, turning into dozens of scattered pieces of meat.
"Still want to kill?"
The green-robed man behind Jing Liuli let out an incomprehensible sigh. At this time, a subtle movement of Ding Ning caught his attention.
Ding Ning first took a careful look at the reactions of all these mysterious frost insects, then raised his head and glanced at a direction in the distance.
In the distant place, in the crimson thorns, there seemed to be strange movements again.
"He purposely waited for the transformation of these mysterious frost worms to complete before killing them, in order to see if they would attract anything else?"
The man in the blue robe furrowed his brows deeply, and couldn't help but said, "It's just that it's not easy to deal with these Xuanshuang worms. If the things that appear next are more powerful than the Xuanshuang worms, wouldn't he be in a much worse situation by doing so?" Disadvantageous situation?"