This sword is probably the weakest sword that Shenxuan used against the enemy in his life after entering the seventh realm.
However, when his three sword qi pierced through the air along Ding Ning's three sword-light noses, filling the entire valley, and even the wind and rain that filled the entire world in their perception seemed to be torn open, endless wind and rain It spewed out from that opening.
The spine of the white flood dragon in the middle-aged man's hand was still coming through the air, but the Wushuang sword intent he was carrying was broken, and with a loud bang, the spine of the flood dragon that swept across was actually blocked by Li Xixing holding the sword .
Li Xixing looked at the slightly trembling fang sword in his hand, looked at the huge dragon's spine that was pushed back by him, and thought of the unparalleled sword intent just now, he couldn't believe it was real.
Hu Jingjing stared blankly at Ding Ning, unable to believe her eyes even more.
A strange hiss sounded from the strange middle-aged man.
It seemed that even he found it unbelievable, and felt angry that such a sword like his was broken in such a way.
At the moment when such a strange hiss sounded from his body, the bone surface of the white dragon's spine was instantly covered with many black raindrops.
Black raindrops flowed down the bone surface, forming powerful talisman lines.
There was a buzzing sound.
The wind and rain suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was no more wind and rain.
However, there was a lot of wind and rain on the dragon bone, as if all the wind and rain in the world were absorbed into this dragon bone.
The dragon bone, which is harder than the black iron in the world, keeps exploding, and the swords passing through the air are turned into powder, and then they are pulled into new swords, black swords, by the strange and powerful vitality of heaven and earth.
Hundreds of black swords filled the space in front of them with terrifying killing intent, which was still a unparalleled sword intent.
Shen Xuan stood up, facing this sword, he was still convinced that he could not block it.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning calmly drew his sword again.
The Remnant Flower Sword in his hand and his entire arm were in an absolute straight line for an instant, and the sword energy condensed into a bunch, stabbing straight and resolutely towards a point in the air ahead.
There was nothing there, not even a single black sword.
This is still a very common sword move, called "Dongjin".
This sword move is only more powerful in piercing power, other than that, it has no magical effect. It is only used by ordinary sword masters to pierce heavy armor on the battlefield.
Shen Xuan was still puzzled, but he had no choice.
He also has a sword, which is also "Dongjin".
Kaka Kaka...
Two straight sword intents pierced through the air, but there were many cracking sounds in the seemingly empty air.
Shen Xuan obviously felt the impact of power, he felt that there seemed to be a rope holding many kites in the air that was pierced by his and Ding Ning's sword intent.
This kite string is a talisman line condensed by the other party's true essence, and the most important channel for the circulation of heaven and earth vitality supporting this sword is the hundreds of black swords involved.
A section of this talisman line, hundreds of black swords are like kites with broken strings, scattered and fluttering in an instant.
Li Xixing held his sword in front of him.
An invisible sword energy was like a wall.
The white bone powder and black water mist hit the sword energy condensed by his sword like layers of foam, but they couldn't be surpassed.
Such a picture made Li Xixing feel that he was too powerful.
The wind and rain have subsided again.
Shin Hyun finds out that he is still alive.
However, the wind and rain seemed to shake his heart, making him even more shocked.
This is purely breaking swords with swords and breaking moves with moves, not only to instantly perceive the opponent's sword intent, but also use the most suitable sword move to break at the same time.
He had only seen such an ability in one person.
However, that man has read all the sword moves in the world, and he has fought against countless powerful sword masters in the world, and he has mastered thousands of swords.
How could it be possible for Ding Ning to have such a state of being ordinary with thousands of swords
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Just when he was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, Ding Ning had already drawn out his sword again.
The Mo Hua Canjian in his hand trembled and swept it away.
Dozens of sword qi swayed, arousing the vitality of heaven and earth, forming strong winds that moved forward like sails.
This is still an ordinary sword intent, named "Broken River Wind".
When Ding Ning handed out the sword, the middle-aged man's left hand was stretched out straight, and his left hand, which didn't look like a living thing at all, already revealed a powerful aura of life.
The giant purple jade tree connected to him shook crazily, and the sky above Zushan rumbled.
A real rain began to fall in the wasteland.
It was no longer a white rain of spirits, but a strong wind that contained high-altitude ice-cold evil spirits.
Like countless knives falling down.
The symbols come from the extremely cold sky.
That middle-aged man was no different from a real master. After the first two swords were broken by Ding Ning, he forced all his true essence and the aroused heaven and earth vitality into the sky.
Since the appearance of this sword, the sword intent has been completed, and it is impossible to break it by cutting its roots.
Even if there were other experts from the seventh realm besides Shen Xuan present and seeing such a scene with their own eyes, they wouldn't think that Ding Ning could break this sword.
However, at the same time, Ding Ning's left hand has also been stretched out, hitting three places in a row.
"Blood Sea Flower"
"One man in charge"
"clear light"
Three sharp low shouts sounded from his mouth at the same time.
Shen Xuan, Li Xixing, and Hu Jingjing paused for breath at the same time, and then drew their swords almost simultaneously.
What Ding Ning called out were the names of the three sword moves.
These three sword moves were learned by the three of them, and they belonged to the three of them.
What puzzled them the most was that the three dots on Ding Ning's left hand not only produced true energy and accurately calibrated the position, but also brought out some of the sword intent of these three sword moves, so the three of them instantly understood , is to let the three of them separate the three swords!
Shen Xuan's cultivation was not comparable to that of the other two, although the sword was released almost at the same time, the sword intent was naturally generated first.
As far as his mind was concerned, the pure aura of natal life also gushed out from his body in a steady stream, and in the sea of crimson sword light, it was like a flower made of fresh blood was forming.
The second sword intent formed was not Li Xixing's sword intent, but came from in front of Hu Jingjing.
A piece of transparent and pure light burst out, carrying an aura that could dilute all filth.
Li Xixing's sword was originally faster than Hu Jingjing's, but his sword's sword seemed to be very difficult and heavy.
The tip of his sword moved in the air, as if it was carving a seal.
There was a bang.
An invisible wall also fell from the sky.
It is impossible for the power of these three swords to stop the endless wind and rain of the middle-aged man, and the power is still not at the same level.
However, when the sword intent of the three swords finally spilled out. The entire space at the bottom of the valley seemed to be vibrating and tilted.
What Ding Ning used was just the most common sword move.
But the space at the bottom of the valley seemed to have formed a piece of crystal, which was then pried by the broken sword in his hand and tilted to one side.
The raindrops and wind that fell from the endless sky, with terrifying sword intent and sword intent, rushed to the mountain wall on one side like flowing water, and none of them fell into the valley where they were.
Puff puff puff...
The hard mountain walls and the swaying green grass were so fragile that they were cut to pieces like pieces of paper, leaving countless deep ravines.
The sap of green grass mixed with stone powder flows down like a waterfall.
Even the middle-aged man who was connected to the tree seemed completely unable to understand why Ding Ning, Shen Xuan and others could still block the sword, and there was a slight pause as if in a daze.
At this moment, Ding Ning naturally took a step forward.
He seems to be naturally avoiding the mixed slurry of grass juice and stone powder flowing down from the mountain wall on one side, but at the same time, he has already reported three sword names in a row, and his left hand has been in succession. Bounced three times.
"Ye Feihua!"
"Curse!"
"Bright candle!"
Following his pointing, the figures of Shen Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing seemed to be driven by him unconsciously.
The three different sword intents did not form a combined force, but made a strange collision in the air.
A cloud of dust-like mist splashed in all directions.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt dangerous and his body trembled slightly.
There was a soft chirp.
There was a crystal light behind him.
Several fleshy whiskers connecting him with the giant purple jade tree were cut off, and the strange purple liquid sprayed out continuously along the cuts of the fleshy whiskers.