Gu Xichun's lips were as tight as a line, and his eyes were blushing again. He looked at Ding Ning from a distance, but he couldn't understand Ding Ning's thoughts at all.
"Why are you doing this?"
Li Xixing also couldn't understand what Ding Ning was thinking at this time, he stepped forward and asked Ding Ning sharply.
Ding Ning didn't answer his words, but turned his head to look at Zhang Yi who was completely stunned, as if talking to himself, and as if speaking to Zhang Yi, he said softly: "Since we are going to do it, we must do it thoroughly."
"Instead, I should thank you."
Before Li Xixing spoke again, Ding Ning glanced at him, Dugu Bai and the others, and said, "Without you, it would not be so easy for me to enter the final top ten."
Hearing his words, Li Xixing and Dugu Bai took a deep breath at the same time. They felt that Ding Ning's words contained a deep meaning, but the meaning was separated by a layer of fog, and they seemed to be able to vaguely see the meaning. Arrived, but still couldn't catch it.
Ding Ning didn't say anything more, and walked towards an empty space in front of him.
Duanmu Jingzong narrowed his eyes slightly, and for the first time, his body revealed the aura of flowing true energy. In the next moment, his body was like catkins blown by the wind, and he easily landed more than ten feet away, waiting for Ding Ning to come to him. in front of.
He was the only one in the field who stopped thinking about why Ding Ning did what he did.
His air volume has always been very narrow.
So he just imagined killing Ding Ning with his own hands, just like the dog that killed Li Xixing back then.
"I just hope you don't throw in the towel before you fall down."
Seeing Ding Ning walking across from him, he said with a blank expression.
Ding Ning didn't think about the meaning of this sentence, but lifted Mo Hua Can Jian and said, "Then what are you waiting for?"
Many teachers in practice places frowned deeply.
At this moment, Ding Ning didn't even want the rest time given by Lin Suixin.
Duanmu Jingzong took a deep breath and raised his head.
He has no sword in his hand.
No one saw where his sword was.
With a piercing coldness in his eyes, he began to exhale.
It was already summer now, no one would produce white air like in winter when breathing normally, but as he exhaled, two streams of white air shot out from his nostrils.
Then he glanced at Ding Ning.
Just this action of looking, the two puffs of white air from his nostrils left several afterimages in the air in front of him.
A chirp sounded sharply through the air.
The two streams of white air in his nostrils disappeared, but a real crystal sword light gushed out from the air, and shot between Ding Ning's eyebrows at a terrifying speed!
There were countless shocked voices in the field.
Everyone can see that this is the skill of the sword talisman, drawing the talisman with sword energy, attracting the vitality of the heavens and the earth to gather the real sword intent to attack the opponent, but Duanmu Jingzong used the true energy and vitality in his body to display such a skill while breathing. means!
In the shocked voice, there was a sudden click, followed by a real chill.
The practitioners in the valley discovered that the voice came from in front of Ding Ning.
Ding Ning's right hand Mo Hua Remnant Sword has not moved, and the representative white fine flowers of Mo Hua Remnant Sword have not even bloomed on it, but the crystal light that falls between his eyebrows has already shattered.
The shattered, crystal-clear sword glow shot back in the air in front of his eyebrows like countless tiny stars, and then turned into tiny crystal-clear airflows, but around these tiny stars and airflows, there was a deep black cloud. It was surging, and countless icy black lines began to sputter out from the edge.
The masters of many practice places reacted very quickly, and their eyes fell to Ding Ning's left hand involuntarily.
Although the speed of Ding Ning's rise in Changling is astonishing, and many of his practices are more secretive than other young talents in Changling, but many practitioners still know that Ding Ning has obtained some inheritance from the ancestors of the Zhou family in the ink garden of the Zhou family. Knowing that Ding Ning has mastered the astonishingly powerful means of condensing evil spirits.
Duanmu Jingzong's pupils contracted slightly, first a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then, all of them turned into strange screams, an unbelievable strange cry, just as his sword light shattered with a crisp "click" It burst from between his lips as it sounded.
At this time, the gazes of the masters who reacted the fastest had not yet had time to fall on Ding Ning's left hand.
There was a violent tide in the air!
The Kuroshio gushed out from the palms of Ding Ning's hands!
At this moment, all the cold sword energy accumulated in Ding Ning's meridians gushed out from Ding Ning's body, forming a terrifying frenzy!
Dozens of cold and evil sword qi rushed out at once, all of them rushed head-on at the screaming Duanmu Jingzong!
Almost everyone's breathing stopped completely.
At this time, the weather was a little too hot, and there were even toads singing in the mountains and forests, but the valley became bitingly cold because of the violent Kuroshio Current!
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Duanmu Jingzong's pupil shrank into a tiny black spot. With this strange cry, his right hand raised upwards, and the sleeve of his right hand shattered into countless flying fragments, surrounded by circles of purple-red sword light. Watching his white and slender arms fly out.
Everyone saw his sword.
It was a peculiar purple-red soft sword, before he breathed, it was lurking in his sleeve like a poisonous snake, coiled around his arm.
At this time, as the purple-red sword light flew out, this soft sword that originally exuded some cold and cunning meanings also exuded a violent and thunderous aura at the same time.
In the sword light formed around his arms in circles, accompanied by the strong surge of heaven and earth vitality, thunderclouds whirled out.
The thundercloud expanded rapidly, like the flying belt wrapped around the body of the flying fairy in the picture book.
In just an instant, a violent thundercloud veil was formed in front of the violent Kuroshio.
Dozens of palpitating cracks sounded at the same time.
Dozens of cold black clouds formed in the violent thunder gang at the same time, exuding a terrifying aura.
At this moment, Ding Ning's figure had disappeared from the spot.
There are still shadows of tiny white flowers in the air.
In the air between Ding Ning and Duanmu Jingzong, it was like the flowers scattered by a celestial maiden were still fluttering.
Ding Ning's figure had already appeared in the rippling black clouds.
In the thunder that had not dissipated completely, several faint blue rays of light lit up, so fast that even the pupils could hardly catch them.
Duanmu Jingzong uttered another strange cry, and the purple-red soft sword in his hand nodded wildly like a poisonous snake.
Wherever the tip of his sword went, it was where the blue light flashed, and several clusters of dazzling sparks exploded in an instant.
Ding Ning continued to move forward.
The blue light continuously flashed around Duanmu Jingzong's body.
Duanmu Jingzong kept screaming strangely and retreated.
The vibration frequency of his wrist seemed to be getting faster and faster, so that the purple-red soft sword in his hand trembled like more and more poisonous snakes were flying in the air around him.
However, all these purple-red snake shadows can only live three feet in front of him.
He couldn't even reach forward with his sword!
"What kind of sword style is this!"
Because it was too fast, when Duanmu Jingzong had retreated more than ten steps in a row, and the golden flames around his body had already shone into pieces, several selected students made a sound in shock.
"Aurora Sword Sutra."
"The fastest sword sutra on the second sword fetus."
Jing Ruri narrowed her eyes slightly, talking to herself. This time, not only was her voice cold, but her face was also cold.
"In such a short period of time, he has even comprehended the Aurora Sword Sutra of King Zhao's Palace?"
It can be seen that Jing Liuli is not alone in Ding Ning's sword style that is so fast that he can't see the blade at this time. The masters of these training places are so shocked that their bodies are a little numb, and their usually stable hands even start to tremble a little.
Pan Ruoye's breathing also stopped completely.
She is one of the practitioners with the highest cultivation level in this world, but she has not seen Duanmu Jingzong's true essence cultivation level yet.
Because Duanmu Jingzong never had the chance to show his true essence!
Ding Ning was at most the peak of the third realm, and had not entered the fourth realm. Duanmu Jingzong's true essence cultivation must have far surpassed Ding Ning. However, he was directly suppressed by Ding Ning at the beginning and lost the opportunity. Now, he had no choice but to deal with it, and he didn't even have time to use his true energy and sway his sword style!
Even the flow of true essence was suppressed, and even the sword in his hand couldn't be moved forward to fight back. Everyone could see that Duanmu Jingzong couldn't go any faster.
"Can you go any faster?"
However, at this moment, everyone saw Ding Ning speak, and then Ding Ning's unique calm voice sounded in their ears.