"Boundless!"
"Leave the city!"
"Tianming!"
Ding Ning's face did not change at all, and his tone was extremely calm. While stepping forward, he dictated three more sword moves, and the left hand still popped out three lines.
Shen Xuan, Li Xixing, and Hu Jingjing were so shocked that they were already numb. The true energy in their bodies moved almost subconsciously, and then each drew a sword.
The strengths of the three paths were distinct, and the sword intent that attracted the vitality of the heavens and the earth caused a wonderful change again. With a bang, a ball of golden light suddenly fell like the sun and scattered like a crack.
Dozens of beams of golden light like knives slashed in all directions, and several more whiskers on the middle-aged man's body were cut off.
The weird middle-aged man opened his mouth and let out a real scream.
However, it was of no use. Every time he broke a fleshy whisker connected to the giant purple jade tree behind him, his strength was obviously weakened.
The wind and rain he summoned was constantly torn apart by Ding Ning's constant calm and soft shouts.
Ding Ning seemed to be walking in an ordinary wind and rain. Every time he took a step towards the middle-aged man, several whiskers on the back of the middle-aged man were broken.
In this way, he walked slowly in front of the middle-aged man.
When he walked in front of the middle-aged man, there were only a few fleshy whiskers connected to the purple jade giant tree behind the middle-aged man, and the broken fleshy whiskers behind him were floating like severed blood vessels. In the chaotic vitality behind him, he looked extremely miserable.
The purple jade-colored liquid in the middle-aged man's body also flowed out as the whiskers were broken, and his whole body became almost translucent.
Ding Ning walked a foot in front of the middle-aged man.
He looked at the middle-aged man quietly.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hands, as if to grab him from the air.
However, with just this movement, the middle-aged man could not stand still and fell backwards.
Shen Xuan, Li Xixing, and Hu Jingjing stopped behind Ding Ning.
The three of them looked at the middle-aged man who fell backwards, and their lips trembled uncontrollably at the same time.
There are no words to describe the emotions in the hearts of the three at this time.
This is a shocking strong man who severely injured Shen Xuan with a single strike, with unparalleled sword intent, but Ding Ning forcibly broke the sword move with his sword move, and broke the opponent's sword intent.
This is beyond the cognition of all of them, not to mention the oral guidance to use the three different sword intents to start a counterattack.
In particular, Ding Ning not only knew the sword styles of the three of them...while guiding them, he even brought out the sword intent of the three of them amazingly.
This is something that has never been done before in the entire world of practitioners, and no one has ever been able to do it.
These many unreasonable and absolutely impossible, so that the three of them didn't even know where to start.
Ding Ning silently and seriously looked at the middle-aged man who fell on the root of the giant purple jade tree.
This middle-aged man has great strength and the ability to adapt to the enemy, but obviously cannot think thoroughly and clearly, and has a complete consciousness.
This means that this middle-aged man is not a living thing, not a practitioner who has practiced some kind of secret technique.
However, only he can clearly perceive that this middle-aged man still has some kind of fresh power, some kind of unique vitality.
"What the hell are you?"
"how so?"
He couldn't help repeating these two sentences again in his heart, and then his gaze passed the middle-aged man's body and landed on the giant purple jade tree behind him.
Previously, the middle-aged man's body and the terrifying aura on his body blocked their sight and perception. Only when the middle-aged man fell down could he see the flesh on the giant purple jade tree and the middle-aged man. Where there must be a connection, there is actually a gap.
It's as if someone cut a sword on this giant tree, and then planted many fleshy whiskers on the tree's wound, connecting with this person.
It's just that Ding Ning can be sure that the power of this middle-aged man does not come from this giant purple jade tree.
Countless invisible silkworms surged in his body. At this time, because of a strange aura, these small silkworms all felt frantically trembling, restless, and even fearful under the suppression of his true energy.
What can make the nine dead silkworms feel fear
Ding Ning took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then his eyes continued to move down.
Below the crack of the giant tree, there is a well.
This giant tree should have grown from the edge of the well, and then grew bigger and bigger, almost enclosing the well in the tree.
The well is a square well.
There was no water in the well, only the stone steps below, and there was an aura that Ding Ning could only perceive danger at this time, constantly surging.
…
The sky and the earth were turbulent, and some powerful beasts that were originally fighting around Zushan were also swept by the terrifying sword intent in the wind and rain, completely calmed down, and then scattered in shock.
At this time, the Wushuang sword intent quietly disappeared, and the fleeing beasts lost the attraction of the spirit rain, and their frenzy was finally replaced by fear, and they never dared to look back.
On the side wall of this valley in the ancestral land, the stone powder and the juice of those weird grasses are still flowing.
The Wuzhi great witch named Zhan Mahe, who is also known as a national teacher and a prophet in Wuzhi's country, at this time, the upper of the shoe was soaked in blue grass juice and seemed to be unconscious.
He should be an extremely calm and patient hero, but standing on this mountain road at this moment, feeling the dissipation of the Wushuang sword intent at the bottom of the valley, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his eyes were extremely complicated, containing countless words Indescribably violent emotions.
"It's really broken."
He was also saying these words in his heart, but the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect, Gu Huai, who had already become a legend in Changling, had completely different emotions.
There was a trace of inexplicable emotion and joy on his face, and a strange smile.
"What's down there?"
Strong curiosity overcame the anger of being deceived and betrayed, Wu Lianzi couldn't help but looked at Zhan Maha and asked.
That kind of agile and sudden change of sword intent cannot be generated by fixed restrictions or talismans, but the ancestral land has been sealed for countless years. Could it be that there are still living peerless practitioners in it
In the next moment, Wu Lianzi became even more angry.
Because of contempt.
Zhan Maha didn't answer his question at all, and didn't even look at him at all.
Here, he, a prince of Wuzhi country, seems to be as insignificant as a passerby.
…
"How do you know my sword moves?"
Under the giant purple jade tree, Shen Xuan stared at Ding Ning's face intently, as if he was about to stare at two balls of blood on his face.
"This sword move was not created by you. Since it has been passed down, there are countless possibilities if I know it, and it's not important."
Facing Shen Xuan's devouring gaze, Ding Ning shook his head, and said lightly and confidently: "The key is that I am stronger than you imagined, and the stronger I am, the stronger the cooperation between you and me will be." It makes sense."
"Do you want to chop this... thing into pieces?"
Li Xixing finally regained his composure. He looked at the strange middle-aged man whose body was still trembling. Did he want to chop this man to pieces? However, after hesitating for a while, he still felt that this could not be described as a "person".
No matter what it was, he still felt extremely dangerous.
If Ding Ning hadn't been here, if he and Hu Jingjing had come here, the choice he would have made would have been to smash the middle-aged man and the giant purple jade tree to pieces.
"don't want."
"Here they come."
Ding Ning shook his head, looked at one side of the mountain wall and said something softly, and then motioned for all of them to follow, including Shen Xuan who looked at him silently.
However, he did not go to the well, but went around to the other side of the purple jade giant tree.
the back of the well.
Three figures slowly appeared on the mountain path where stone powder and green grass juice mixed into a waterfall.