The black mist dissipated and the vision was clear.
A swordsman of the Suwei army suddenly found a Wuzhi country practitioner wearing a wolf fur robe beside him, he raised his sword almost subconsciously and stabbed at him.
With a snort, when his sword pierced through the left abdomen of this practitioner from Wuzhi country and pierced out from his right abdomen, the body of this practitioner from Wuzhi country suddenly arched, and when he let out a miserable howl, the old man It was only then that the sword master of the guard army realized that he had seriously injured a practitioner with a very high level of cultivation with his sword so easily.
In the air, a small black handleless sword fell to the ground whimpering.
There are countless things around the practitioners who go deep into the formation that can kill them, especially when facing some more deadly threats, any sudden change can determine their life and death.
As far as the entire battle situation is concerned, the death of some people is only to achieve an important purpose.
Just like this moment.
This cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom was stabbed through the abdomen with a sword, and his intestines were pierced to death. However, in the last moments of his life, he did not launch a fatal attack on the ordinary sword master of the old guard who killed him. Instead, he poured his last strength into the handleless little black sword that fell to the ground.
As if the small black sword had been reborn suddenly, it flew up sharply, kicking off a crimson flying sword.
This crimson flying sword was falling towards the back of a practitioner from the Wuzhi Kingdom who was flying up.
At this moment, time almost stopped.
The black mist dissipated, and the afterglow of the setting sun also disappeared, but under the reflection of the bright flames emitted by many sword lights on the battlefield, a very bright rainbow appeared in the lingering water vapor.
The cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom was like Ding Ning who flew up on this rainbow and landed on the rocks.
Different from ordinary Wuzhi country practitioners, this Wuzhi country practitioner is wearing a gray cotton robe, and his body looks much lighter.
His hair is natural gray and not tied up. At this time, he raised his head slightly indifferently, looked at Ding Ning above, and thought to himself that it is obviously impossible for the commander-in-chief of this army to have such a heart-shattering demeanor. Fake it.
So many people died just to get close to you, then you should die.
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"Shuiyunsha!"
Ding Ning looked at this practitioner from the Wuzhi Kingdom who came through the formation, and smiled at himself, while saying these three words to Nangong Caishu beside him.
Nangong Caishu was puzzled, but without hesitation, the long sword in his hand drew several crystal lines in the oncoming cold wind.
Layers of mist appeared in the sky above.
The water mist was as hazy as gauze, reflecting the brilliance in the battlefield, forming rainbows one after another.
This cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom flew in the air, and his body was already level with the rock where Ding Ning was standing.
With his hands behind his back, Ding Ning calmly looked at the Wuzhi country practitioner who came from the sky, without making any movements.
This practitioner from the Wuzhi Kingdom looked straight at Ding Ning, the true energy in his body was crazily leaking from the surface of his skin, and an arc-shaped gray brilliance appeared in front of him, like a gray crescent moon. growing.
Guo Feng, who was behind Ding Ning, felt the powerful meaning in it.
He couldn't understand why Ding Ning asked Nangong Caishu to cast such a sword, and at the same time, Ding Ning himself did not block it.
If no one stopped, Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu would be killed in the next breath.
He can only shoot.
A black three-foot wide sword flew out from his waist, and with a bang, it followed the straight sword path that Changling practitioners liked most, and blasted at the Wuzhi country practitioner who came through the formation.
The cultivator of Wuzhi Kingdom who came from the sky glanced indifferently at the black broadsword, and the arc-shaped gray brilliance in front of him suddenly bloomed.
There was another bang in the air.
Centering on this practitioner from the Wuzhi Kingdom, a burst of vitality formed a gray ball, protecting him in the middle, while in front of him, there was a ripple visible to the naked eye that exploded forward.
Guo Feng let out a muffled groan, and his whole body was thrown backwards like a stone with the black broadsword attached.
Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu's bodies were blown by strong winds, which made their bodies shake like flying.
The body of this cultivator from Wuzhi Kingdom did not back down, his feet landed firmly, and his toes landed on the rocks.
"Um?"
One blow knocked away the chief general of the Suwei army. At this time, the figure of this Wuzhi country practitioner was extremely tyrannical in everyone's eyes. However, the moment his feet landed, this Wuzhi country practitioner was He gave a light snort.
He felt that his blow just now was enough to kill Guo Feng, and it wasn't as simple as shaking and injuring his opponent.
"Water cloud yarn"
Ding Ning repeated again.
Nangong plucked the bean and drew out the sword.
This cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom raised his head slightly indifferently, and at the same time he saw those flaky water clouds in the corner of his eyes, he already understood why his blow just now was weakened so much.
He really wanted to ask the young man in front of him with his hands behind his back, who was so calm that he found it weird, how did he know that such a sword intent would have such a drastic impact on his true energy to condense the vitality of heaven and earth.
It's just that now he has more important things to do... He must kill this weird boy immediately.
He took a deep breath, and the fingers of his right hand hanging by his side trembled violently. He tapped the five fingers at high speed in the void, turning the real essence gushing from the fingertips in his body into countless broken spots.
The vitality of heaven and earth scattered in the sky once again gathered sharply and collided, producing even more powerful strange power.
Several gray eddies appeared in front of him, as if several spinning gray spears were being generated.
Ding Ning still just stood there with his hands behind his back.
The sword with the last flower was strange, it quietly flew out of the cloud of water behind the Wuzhi country practitioner without a sound, and landed on the back of the Wuzhi country practitioner in an extremely sinister manner. neck.
The indifferent mouth of this Wuzhi country cultivator showed a slight mocking look, he didn't even look back, but moved the five fingers of his right hand a few times at a higher speed.
With a scoff, a vortex condensed in front of him flew out strangely, and hit the Floating Flower Remnant Sword accurately.
In the imagination of this Wuzhi country practitioner, this blow is enough to make Ding Ning lose control of the flying sword, and at the same time, his powerful strength will cause Ding Ning to suffer heavy injuries.
However, what he didn't expect was that his blow seemed to hit nothing.
Mo Hua Remnant Sword didn't seem to have any power at all, it was rushed back by his gray vortex, and directly turned into a meteor with dim light.
Ding Ning in his field of vision has not changed in any way, and has not been shaken in any way.
It's just that in the wind around him, there seems to be some subtle wind currents floating to the sides.
This is only possible because Ding Ning had directly abandoned the sword just now and severed the connection with the flying sword.
But abandoning the sword directly can only show that the sword is just a cover to attract his attention.
Where is the real killing move
He felt the killing intent behind him again.
That fierce killing intent came from a crimson flying sword.
From the information that came out of Gu Prison Pass before, he knew that the owner of this flying sword was an enshrined caravan who rushed here from the border city behind Yinshan Mountain. This priest was born in Liangshan Sword Academy, and he was the strongest practitioner in Guyu Pass at this time.
This cultivator and nearly a hundred other practitioners who stopped them from rushing forward were already in the Valley Prison Pass.
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Many thoughts flashed through his mind at this moment, but he didn't have time to think about it.
He only knew that although the flying sword was strong and fast, it was not enough to prevent him from killing the boy opposite him.
So, does the boy on the opposite side dare to use his life as another bait
He couldn't understand, but the five fingers on his right hand didn't stop moving, several gray eddies condensed into a sword shape, and rushed forward.
He didn't notice where he was stepping.
There is a hard mountain under his feet, and there is no fluctuation of true essence.
However, he didn't notice a thin crack on the hard mountain.
This gap can only allow a sword to pass through.
At this moment, a sword was extremely stable, and the sword body did not have any friction with this gap, and stabbed upwards from the bottom.
Before the sword pierced the sole of his boot and pierced his flesh and blood, there was no fluctuation of true energy.
In the rocks below, there was no heat or signs of life that he could sense.
This sword is like a sword stabbed by a dead man.
And at the moment of piercing his flesh and blood, the pain on the soles of his feet came into his mind, and the moment he realized what happened, the sharp and indifferent sword intent and killing intent erupted along with the true essence.
With a puff, the sword intent pierced straight up, and this powerful Wuzhi practitioner only heard a strange sound coming from his body.
He subconsciously wanted to scream, and wanted to counterattack and kill the practitioner who was lurking in the rocks below and assassinated him.
However, he lost consciousness instantly.
He died instantly!
This sword broke through several vital blood vessels for the human body neatly and instantly killed him.
This sword is the dead man's sword used by Minshan Jianzong Shao to kill people.
The sharp sword was pulled out from the body of the dead Wuzhi country practitioner, looking a little green and emotional.
The body of this cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom fell forward, and several gray sword lights turned into scattered vitality when he was still a few feet away from Ding Ning, making Ding Ning's robe rattle.
Plop.
This Wuzhi country practitioner fell in front of Ding Ning.
The two armies in the fierce strangulation below paused, and time seemed to stop.