The right hand is the hand she holds the sword.
The sword she holds is Ding Ning's Last Flower Remnant Sword.
That strange aura seemed to come from Ding Ning's body first, and then, like a spark igniting a pot of hot oil, it ignited a certain aura in Mohua Remnant Sword.
She didn't have time to think about how this happened, nor did she have time to think about the consequences of this strange breath.
She just feels dangerous.
A sense of crisis stronger than a flying sword piercing the sole of her foot caused her heart to contract violently. At the same time, the true energy in her body had gathered between the palm fingers of her right hand, and then stimulated the vitality of the surrounding world, A terrifying power burst forth.
Mo Hua Canjian suddenly shines.
Logically, Ding Ning had already lost control of the small crippled sword, but what stopped many exclamations was that countless white fine flowers bloomed on the crippled sword.
The dense white fine flowers bloomed at a terrifying speed, almost covering the entire blade, more amazing than any time Ding Ning used it.
A heart-pounding sword intent burst out from the inside of Mo Hua Canjian at the same time that the palace lady surnamed Rong burst out terrifying power from the palm of her right finger.
It's like Yu Jianyi.
In other words, the intuition of all the strong people watching the battle at this moment should be Yu Jianyi.
It's just that the surface of Mohua Canjian is no longer mottled. This sword intent comes from the deepest part of every sword thread, just like the sword itself, the soul of this sword.
With a bang, two instantaneous bursts of force collided between the palms of the maid surnamed Rong, and then a violent explosion occurred.
"It's Yan..."
An unstoppable exclamation sounded.
This voice is old, but the owner of this voice is a strong man of the seventh realm, an old man who usually lives in seclusion in a place of practice.
So there are only two words, but there is a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality running wildly in the sky, like two muffled thunders falling on the ground.
At this moment, the old man from Changling and some practitioners around him who had experienced those years woke up at the same time.
They woke up at the same time... The power bursting out from Mo Hua's Remnant Sword at this time was indeed a sword intent triggered by Yu Jian's intent.
This sword intent came from the Mo Hua Remnant Sword itself.
It came from the owner of this sword with broken flowers.
The means of controlling the sword intent was originally just a means of forming symbols to imitate the sword intent of a powerful swordsman, but the sword intent that Ding Ning aroused at this time came from the sword itself, and even carried the breath left over from the master's last battle.
It was like this sword that finally burned his own soul.
Amidst the violent explosion, the body of the palace maid surnamed Rong shook violently, her face was as white as snow.
The palm of her right hand turned into a cloud of blood mist.
She suppressed the power of the Mo Hua Remnant Sword and the sword intent of that stubborn woman from the Bashan Sword Field, but her palm was not as tough as the Mo Hua Remnant Sword, her flesh and bones could not withstand such a blow shock.
An extremely cold breath pierced through the blood mist that exploded from her palm, and pierced her body with a biting killing intent.
"How can this be!"
A Tianjian official under a black umbrella was so shocked that he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
In the presence of Ye Celeng, it is very serious for an official like him to be unable to control his emotions and exclaim.
However, no one noticed at this time.
Even Ye Celeng didn't notice.
Like all these cultivators, she still had the afterimage of the last picture in the depths of her pupils, but in her perception, she could already feel that the sword in Ding Ning's hand was approaching the body of the maid named Rong.
No one could understand how Ding Ning was able to control the vibrating true energy in his body to stab such a sword.
The maid named Rong couldn't understand it either.
The true essence in her body was also extremely disordered at this time.
But she still had her left hand, so she didn't feel the approach of death, and firmly believed that her left hand was enough to deal with Ding Ning's sword, and killed Ding Ning instead.
Her left hand stabbed straight forward, and all the chaotic true energy and heavenly energy in the meridians of her left hand were forcefully forced out from her fingertips.
Ding Ning took a deep breath, and the Yingxue sword in his hand collided with the force forced by the maid Rong without any tricks.
In an instant, his face became extremely pale, and with a puff, a cloud of blood mist spewed out from his mouth again, but the Yingxue sword in his hand didn't retreat for a moment, and it was raised upwards.
This is the secret sword of Baiyang Cave.
Aries picks horns.
The maid surnamed Rong took a deep breath.
She only needs one breath to adjust the true energy in her body.
With just one breath, she can kill Ding Ning.
However, at this moment, her sea of qi suddenly ached.
She looked down in amazement.
A hole appeared in the sea of Qi in her abdomen.
A hole pierced front and back.
Her body began to tremble, but her consciousness was still at a loss, and she couldn't even believe it was true.
But what is incomparably true is that the cultivation that she has accumulated through years of painstaking practice seems to be empty like this, rushing out of her body from this hole with the airflow.
All the sense of strength disappeared from her body rapidly, but her whole body was pushed by the recoil of the true energy and vitality that rushed out of her body, and flew out to the sky behind.
In the surrounding streets and alleys, all the onlookers were also shocked and dazed.
It was a sword light.
It was the broken sword of the last flower that was falling weakly.
However, at that moment, the Remnant Flower Sword flew up, pierced through the sea of Qi of the maid named Rong, and flew to the sky behind the maid named Rong.
No one understands how Ding Ning can still forcibly control the true energy in his body when he is hit hard, no one understands how Ding Ning can use the horns of the white sheep to fight with a force much stronger than himself, and how he can use the power he has already used again. The last flower and the broken sword that fell to the ground.
No one can understand.
This is a miracle.
It is a miracle in itself that the five realms challenge the six realms.
All practitioners have witnessed this miracle.
boom! boom!
There were two consecutive heavy crashes.
Ding Ning and the maid surnamed Rong fell to the ground.
Dust was flying all over the place.
Ding Ning struggled to sit up from the dust.
His whole body was covered with blood and dust, and he looked extremely miserable, but there was a smile on his face.
The Remnant Flower Sword was shining with a cold light, and it was also advancing in the air with great difficulty, like a dragonfly without a wing, precariously falling.
But the direction of the fall is the place where the maid surnamed Rong fell to the ground.
The maid surnamed Rong lay down in the dust, unable to get up.
Blood gushed out from her large and small wounds, crawling in the dust like red earthworms.
The surrounding streets and alleys were dead silent.
It seems that the whole world has completely quieted down.
Everyone looked at the flying sword crookedly falling towards the maid surnamed Rong, and knew that the result of this battle would never change.
After the maid surnamed Rong fell to the ground, she exhausted all her strength and just turned over. At this time, she looked up at the sky, her pupils were a little dilated, and there was a trace of daze, as if she didn't feel the sun's glare at all.
All emotions seemed to flow out of her body with the flow of blood at this time.
She felt that her body was empty.
She didn't see the flying sword that was falling towards her.
She just felt like everything was empty.
She suddenly felt ridiculous again.
It turned out that she had been in Changling for so long, she had done so many things, and everything was empty.
In the end, she has nothing.
There was a soft chirp.
The broken sword of the last flower fell, and fell into her heart.
Her body didn't move at all.
It seemed that the body the sword pierced had nothing to do with her.
All the onlookers trembled.
It seemed that the sword pierced their bodies.
Everything seems to be static at this moment, only Ding Ning is laughing.
Everyone can feel his joy.
For some reason, perhaps because the sword intent of the white sheep picking horns was still there, everyone inexplicably thought of Xue Wangxu from the white sheep cave, and the old man who died before the Minshan sword meeting.
In fact, many people present hoped that Ding Ning would win, and that the maid named Rong would die, but at this moment it came true, the expressions of Ding Ning and the maid named Rong made them feel no joy and joy in their hearts.
Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.
There were no clouds to cover the sun, but the sky suddenly darkened.
Ding Ning's hands began to tremble slightly.
It was an aura he was extremely familiar with.
He knew who was coming.