Since the real battle started, the maids surnamed Rong couldn't see Ding Ning at all.
However, she still didn't think she would lose.
She just needs to find out Ding Ning and appear in front of him, and Ding Ning will die.
With such a flying sword, she can still bear many swords.
But Ding Ning couldn't withstand her sword.
She raised her head, and when she started talking to the street on the left, there were suddenly angry shouts from under the many black umbrellas.
Those black umbrellas flew up like black lotus blossoms, and landed towards the dense crowd in the street.
The natal sword in the hands of the palace maid surnamed Rong disappeared, but with the sound of her every word, there was a real natal sword energy in her breath.
It was still a cold sword aura shining like porcelain.
A stream of sword energy flew out and landed directly towards the street where her eyes were fixed on.
The straight sword aura was originally small, but when it landed from the sky, it pulled countless heaven and earth vitality and condensed into countless smaller sword auras.
These sword qi fell in the streets and alleys, and nothing could escape.
Roof tiles were shredded, walls were split, and the bodies of some cats and dogs who had just sensed danger were shattered into countless pieces.
After the sword energy fell to the ground, it still didn't stop, it cut deeply into the ground, bringing out countless waves of white air.
Countless horrified screams were accompanied by the shouts of practitioners under the black umbrella.
Waves of air flew out from the surface of the black umbrella, trying to protect the panic-stricken ordinary people as much as possible.
The white air waves are still rushing upwards, and the figure of the palace lady surnamed Rong has already appeared in these white air waves.
She was standing on top of the ruins, among the panic-stricken crowd, her figure looked extraordinarily cold and powerful.
Yet the confidence in her eyes had disappeared.
"How can this be?"
She yelled out a little.
Many practitioners felt the same as her at this time.
Some practitioners who have never met each other but feel that the other party's cultivation level is similar can't help but look at each other at this time, wanting to see the answer in the other party's eyes.
When the flying sword used so many shocking secret swords in one breath, they finally truly perceived the aura of the envoy from the disordered vitality.
They also believed that Ding Ning was in that place.
Even if Ding Ning knew how to escape, it was impossible for him to hide his tracks under the sword of a maid named Rong.
But Ding Ning was not there.
Where the hell is Nadinning
What made these practitioners even more confused and shocked was that they found that Ding Ning's flying sword had also disappeared.
Just now, the sword energy of the maid named Rong fell, and their spirits were all concentrated in those broken courtyards, but a flying sword that was still flying just now suddenly escaped the perception of so many people, which is almost impossible matter.
However, Ding Ning did it.
It was even hotter in the dusty ruins.
The fingers of the maid surnamed Rong became colder and colder.
The flying sword also disappeared from her perception.
The coldness started from the fingertips and extended towards her whole body.
This was clearly a life-and-death duel, but Ding Ning turned it into a hide-and-seek.
She felt no fear.
But she was very angry.
She finally decided to live for herself one day, desperate to kill Ding Ning, but she was afraid that she would not be able to kill Ding Ning.
So her bright red lips finally dripped blood.
She bit her lip, opened her mouth, and wanted to curse angrily.
However, at this moment, a cloud of dust behind her flew up.
She turned around, and her body naturally flew away in the opposite direction from where the dust came.
There was a soft pop.
A wave of blood gushed from her feet.
What hit the soles of her feet was just a streak of white air.
This wave of white air was inspired by her sword force just now, and it doesn't have any aftertaste of sword intent at this time, and it has no power at all.
However, in this white air, there is a flying sword that makes no sound and does not have the slightest murderous intent.
The flying sword pierced through the sole of her left foot very quickly, and then disappeared into the gap under her body in a flash.
The sword wound was not serious, but it insidiously cut off several important blood vessels on the soles of her feet.
Blood spattered frantically from her feet, and even spattered in front of her.
Because of the anger and pain, the face of the maid surnamed Rong twisted instantly.
But she can't do anything.
The flying sword had disappeared from her perception again.
Hide and seek is a game that children in Changling like to play.
However, at this moment, looking at the blood dripping from the body of the maid surnamed Rong, it was impossible for everyone to feel like it was a joke.
Even though the maid surnamed Rong has already used her true energy to stop the bleeding with just one thought.
But at this moment, she lost a lot of blood in her body, and this is already a sword that can truly threaten her.
…
The maid surnamed Rong landed.
The moment she landed, the wound on her left foot stopped bleeding.
A layer of bright porcelain light sealed the upper and lower wounds.
The ground beneath her feet seemed to boil.
Streams of powerful true energy gushed out from her ten fingertips, instead of falling to the ground, they rushed towards the sky above her head.
However, the wind current brought up all the air on the ground upwards, causing the countless sand and gravel inside to fly upwards.
A sandstorm from the ground upwards was formed.
Every grain of sand is getting heavier and brighter and sharper under the blowing of the storm and the rubbing of the sand and gravel.
Everyone in the surrounding streets and alleys felt that the heat was subsiding, but it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.
All the hot breath, together with the air, was drawn into the sandstorm caused by the maid named Rong.
There was a bang.
The sandstorm turned red.
combustion.
explode.
The extremely hot airflow carried countless sharp red sand and gravel, and exploded out everywhere.
When Ding Ning used a secret sword before, it was like a rising sun, but it was just light.
This group of explosions carried huge and real power.
It was a red sun exploding.
So even in the distance, you can see the flaming red spreading, and you can feel the violent vitality fluctuations.
This is a power that may not be displayed in the hands of practitioners of the seventh realm.
Because most of the seven realms would not use their true energy so recklessly.
…
"Such a big commotion?"
Xu Fenqin, who was dressed in black, sensed such fluctuations in vitality for the first time. He raised his eyebrows and made a sound in surprise.
Bai Shanshui on the river mound was still watching him patiently.
He and Bai Shanshui had encountered each other for a long time.
The bamboo hat on his head had been shattered into countless strands before a cup of tea, but at this moment, these strands were still floating slowly above his head, as if time was passing by for him and Bai Shanshui. This space has been absolutely still.
There was a bang.
There was another thunderclap in the sky.
However, unlike the previous clear sky and dry thunder, with this thunder, dark clouds appeared in the sky of Changling City.
There is a moist breath floating over from a distance.
Bai Shanshui suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.
A puff of steam wafted up from the river behind her.
Xu Fenqin's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He suddenly understood that Bai Shanshui's refusal to act was not waiting for his opening, but just waiting for such an opportunity.
Waiting for an opening and waiting for the time to make a move are completely different between him and someone like Bai Shanshui.
The former means being afraid of his power, while the latter is just waiting for an opportunity to kill him.
His confidence was also lost just like the maid Rong surnamed Rong who couldn't find Ding Ning when he was standing on the gravel.
With a stern shout, countless streams of air flow from the countless bamboo threads floating above his head flew out, interweaving into a big talisman in an instant.
The black long sword revolving around his body spun crazily, and the formed black sword light completely wrapped his body, turning into a black spinning top.
It's different from the maid named Rong who was in a hurry to kill Ding Ning.
This is in Changling, as long as he is not killed by Bai Shanshui within a short period of time, Bai Shanshui will die.
…
It rained around Xuanhutang.
As the rain fell, a woman in white appeared in the black umbrella.
This woman in white looks like a very delicate girl, but when most practitioners see this figure, they naturally feel a strong sense of awe in their hearts.
Raindrops with a powerful aura of the seven realms fell from the sky and landed in the streets and alleys, protecting the terrified ordinary people and some weak cultivation students, but it did not hinder the explosion of vitality and gravel. Spread, just weaves a big net outside the battlefield.
Flaming air currents and gravel are flying.
A residential building on the right collapsed first, revealing Ding Ning's figure.