The footsteps of Moshou City suddenly stopped.
He was already not far away from Bai Shanshui and Xu Fenqin, and even at this moment, he could clearly perceive the specific directions of Bai Shanshui and Xu Fenqin.
Yet he wanted to get closer.
So he missed the opportunity to shoot.
He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.
Looking at the few white hairs that fell from his forehead, and the dewdrops condensed on the white hairs due to the dampness, he thought that the distance between this thought might be the real will of God.
He is one of the oldest people in Changling, and he is very familiar with the terrain of Changling and the shape of each building.
Only the underground water system, those criss-crossing Yinhe Rivers, he is not as familiar with as Bai Shanshui.
Bai Shanshui stayed in Changling for a long time like desperately, just to comprehend Gushan Jianzang.
Later, although he never comprehended the true meaning of Gushan Jianzang, this inexplicable gain was an extreme familiarity with Changling's hydrology.
So today, she drove herself and Xu Fenqin into the underground river.
She used it to hide her whereabouts.
She also succeeded in making Mo Shoucheng unable to capture her figure.
She also successfully played hide-and-seek with Mo Shoucheng.
The water vapor that fell on the ground quickly evaporated in the intense heat.
Ding Ning and the palace maid Rong surnamed were surrounded by white mist in the streets and alleys where crowds of onlookers gathered.
Ye Celeng felt the slight vibration of the water surface in several deep wells in this street, and the look in her eyes became more and more complicated.
So far, everything Ding Ning has accomplished is a miracle.
There was nothing wrong with the plan he made at the beginning.
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The maid surnamed Rong neighed mournfully, her eyes were closed, and the blood stretched like silk thread, flying out around.
She began to feel a real death threat.
Because she has not experienced such a battle for many years, and she has not suffered a single injury, so at this time, the injuries on her body surface and inside her body are infinitely magnified in her perception and consciousness.
Only the total amount of true energy in the body is the most real and clear.
Her true essence was depleted drastically.
However, at this time, she had no choice.
She had to find Ding Ning again.
"The Supreme Secret Sword of Fanghou Mansion!"
"Remnants of the Ink Garden!"
"What else do you have!"
"I don't believe that your methods are endless!"
Amidst the shrill neighing, many people trembled unconsciously.
The natal sword of the palace maid surnamed Rong protruded from her mouth strangely, and with her shrill hissing, she rushed straight to the extremely high altitude, and in an instant, it exceeded the limit of everyone's vision.
Her natal sword flew to a height beyond the reach of everyone's eyesight, and was still flying straight up.
The maid surnamed Rong raised her head, and tears began to flow from the corners of her eyes.
At this time, what she was worried about was not Ding Ning's sneak attack, but whether there would be sparks flying to stop him in the endless sky.
What she was worried about was the will of the most noble woman deep in the palace.
Even her natal sword at this time exudes a strong sense of pleading.
She only begged her master to grant her a fair fight.
Beyond the endless void she could perceive, there was a flicker of starlight, like the blink of someone's eye.
No sparks fell.
The maid surnamed Rong neighed even more terribly, but there was surprise in her voice.
In the extremely high altitude, there was a terrifying roar.
Everyone looked up at the sky above, only to see a black shadow falling down at an unimaginable speed.
This is the flying sword of a maid named Rong.
At this time, it was faster than a real meteor.
So the fall of the meteorite just brought out a long tail of thick smoke, while the fall of her natal sword continuously exploded directly in front of the tip of the sword.
The shock waves visible to the naked eye in the air were superimposed on top of each other, and then as the flying sword hit the ground, it landed in front of the maid named Rong.
The ground shook like water waves.
The crowd panicked and restless.
However, Ye Celeng, who was at the forefront, did not make a move this time.
None of the surrounding houses collapsed.
All the power of this sword finally rushed towards one point strangely.
There was a bang.
Among the densely packed shops, one shop suddenly disappeared, as if it was hit by an invisible giant fist, but all the dust rushed to the sky above instead, turning into a soaring smoke column.
In the column of smoke soaring into the sky, there is a flash of metal.
The suppressed exclamation finally broke out completely at this time, turning into a frenzy.
That was Ding Ning's flying sword.
This sword failed to hit Ding Ning directly, but only caught Ding Ning's flying sword, but the maid Rong surnamed who was still in the mood of surprise was not disappointed.
Her figure flew up, fell towards the huge smoke column, and stretched out her hand to grab Mo Hua's remnant sword.
Such a force hit the flying sword, and no sword master below the sixth level could resist it.
The flying sword suffered such a heavy blow from the envoy, and the flying sword envoy was naturally also severely injured by the impact.
As far as the maid surnamed Rong is concerned, as long as the flying sword is broken and Ding Ning can no longer use the flying sword, Ding Ning will definitely lose this battle.
She didn't even need to rush to find Ding Ning who was playing hide-and-seek with her, she just needed to adjust her breathing to heal her injuries and replenish her true energy.
Amidst the frenzied exclamation, the Last Flower Remnant Sword, which rose up with the smoke and dust, fell into her hand.
This remnant sword was covered with dust, its brilliance faded, and it had no ability to resist.
Jing Liuli raised her head, looking at the scene, even she felt that the maid Rong surnamed flying beside the huge smoke column was like a demon god.
Her face became extremely ugly.
The sword is life to a swordsman.
She couldn't even imagine how Ding Ning could win this battle when the Mo Hua Remnant Sword had already fallen into the hands of the maid named Rong.
At this moment, the huge smoke column suddenly parted.
In summer, a white snow stream cuts through the huge smoke column.
Ding Ning appeared again.
He appeared at the other end of the sliced smoke column.
He held a very long sword in his hand, and the original color of the blade could not be seen, because the sword was covered with thick white snow.
"Snow Reflection Sword!"
Huang Zhenwei on the turret was startled, and subconsciously called out the name of the sword.
Jing Ruri was also stunned.
This is her sword.
It is also one of the strongest swords of the Minshan Sword Sect. Ever since she learned from Ding Ning, this sword has been put away by Ding Ning.
She can imagine Ding Ning using this sword at this time, but what is unimaginable is the sword intent that Ding Ning uses at this time.
She didn't know what kind of secret sword Ding Ning's sword belonged to.
But the power of this sword, the aura of high coldness, is still higher than the "Hanshan Qianxue" that she can only use with this sword with the true essence of "Hanshanxue".
The maid surnamed Rong straightened her body slightly.
She didn't think about it at all, just waved the broken sword in her hand.
The blade at the front end of the Mo Hua Canjian was differentiated, and there were countless shrill howls of the sword in an instant, which was as shrill as her hissing just now.
The snow stream rushing towards her collapsed in an instant.
As the ice and snow flew wildly, Ding Ning's body was shaken as if struck by lightning, and he flew backwards, spraying several clouds of blood mist from his mouth.
Amidst bursts of exclamations, the crazy emotion in the eyes of the maid surnamed Rong seemed to be completely burning.
She took a step forward.
The body directly crossed more than ten feet in the void, chasing Ding Ning's flying body.
"Is it just such a method?"
"Is there any other way?"
Her left foot pierced by Ding Ning began to bleed rapidly again at this moment, and many wounds on her body also began to bleed, but she didn't care.
Because in her view, everything will end.
The robe on Huang Zhenwei on the turret not far away vibrated lightly, he was hesitating whether to make a move.
The broken sword in the hands of the palace maid surnamed Rong swept towards Ding Ning's neck.
Only now did she know why she hated Ding Ning so much, she must see Ding Ning's head flying to be happy.
Because Ding Ning made her hate everything, even herself.
More exclamations sounded.
Ding Ning was so severely injured at this time, even the true energy in his body might not be able to be well mobilized, so how could he be able to block the sword of the palace lady surnamed Rong.
What's more, at this time, the maid surnamed Rong is already close.
However, at this moment, the maid surnamed Rong felt a strange aura.
She unconsciously looked at her right hand.