Whether it was Xuan Yue or the boundless wind and rain, they were all blocked by his sword intent at this moment.
However, only Xuanyue and Fengfeng itself couldn't get close to his body. The shock when the powerful forces clashed couldn't be pushed out, and they all passed to him.
It was precisely because of this that Gu Huai uttered a stern shout of incomparable shock and anger.
Just as he yelled, there was a huge roar in his body, like two monstrous giant wolves colliding in his body, overflowing with a bang.
Numerous wrinkles suddenly appeared on his smooth jade face, and from these wrinkles, bright rays of light flew out, and each ray of light was like a shattered sword intent and sword intent.
Gu Huai's eyes were full of disbelief and pain, and he lowered his head to look at his body.
There was a wound on his abdomen, and the blood was rushing, and the internal organs could be vaguely seen.
There are many fine flying debris floating on the internal organs, shining with some black light, like the dust raised in the wasteland.
This wound was torn from the inside out. It was not caused by anyone present, but by Tang Xin from the previous battle.
Although he killed Tang Xin with the power of Zheng Xiu, making Tang Xin look like a passer-by in the wilderness to him, but both mentally and physically, he left a huge impression on him. trauma.
Even though he had absorbed some spiritual rain, the spiritual rain had stopped when he reached the center of the ancestral land. Therefore, under this internal and external pressure, the injury caused to him by Sword Emperor Tang Xin broke out first.
Looking at Gu Huai who was screaming angrily, Zhan Mahe's eyes were filled with pity.
Ever since that Wushuang Fengfeng Sword Intent appeared, he knew that Gu Huai was bound to die.
A legendary figure in the Bashan sword field died in such a simple way, even he was a little inconceivable and even a little sympathetic.
Yet he remains wary.
…
Gu Huai knew his situation better than anyone present, but the emotions that filled his body besides shock and anger were still unbelievable.
Just like many people who are about to die, they never believe that they are about to die.
But, believe it or not, he knew he was going to die.
He looked up at Ding Ning.
Except for the strange middle-aged man who was connected to the giant purple jade tree and had slumped back and fell to the ground again under the confrontation of the sword intent, everyone understood his intentions before he died.
A black dot appeared in the sky.
Then it became a mountain.
There was a sound of cracking along the way, and it was unclear whether it was the sound of the temple being crushed or the void being torn apart.
Following his gaze, this mountain of swords fell towards Ding Ning.
"The last thing you want to do before you die is to take me to be buried with you. May I ask who is good for you by doing this?"
"Did I send you here to kill me?"
"You are going to die, do you still care what she and Yuan Wu mean? Do you still care that I may be stronger than you in the future?"
"You don't want to keep me and see what I can do to her and Yuan Wu?"
Ding Ning looked up at the sword mountain.
The shadow and coercion of Jianshan firmly enveloped him.
Even without the help of Zheng Xiu, the sword master of Lingxu Sword Sect was unimaginably powerful, even stronger than Tang Xin's sword intent at the beginning.
All the killing intent of this sword was on Ding Ning, but Ding Ning just calmly looked at the mountain of swords that descended from the sky, and kept talking with a slight sarcasm.
Gu Huai's body trembled inexplicably.
Not because of his injuries, but because of his violent mood swings.
It was just Ding Ning's first sentence that had already had a great impact on his emotions, causing his sword intent to fluctuate.
The sword intent of this sword is no longer perfect.
But no matter how imperfect it was, it was still the sword of the master of Lingxu Sword Sect, and it was still the sword of Jianshan.
Zhan Maha's gaze was firmly fixed on Jianshan Sword.
The Jianshan sword had just appeared in the sky, and the moment Ding Ning was determined to be enveloped by killing intent, a black scimitar appeared in his hands.
There are countless mottled marks on this scimitar, like heavily weathered agate, but in each mottled mark bent like a horseshoe, it seems to be illuminated by the most holy moonlight.
At this time, when Gu Huai's sword intent wavered, Zhan Mahe also made a choice, holding the handle of the scimitar tightly with both hands, and let out a sharp howl.
This knife seems to have awakened and absorbed the soul of the cyan dragon that died here just now. In the turbulent wind, a real dragon shadow soared into the sky and slammed into the side of Jianshanjian.
He didn't want to resist the sword forcefully, but just wanted to change where the sword fell.
As he wished, Jianshan Sword made an unimaginably loud roar in the air, and began to shift. In the air above, there were more crackling sounds, and countless smaller black spots faintly fell like rain. It turned out that the mountain wall collapsed from top to bottom.
However this is just the beginning.
Jianshan sword fell obliquely, and the sword body collided with the mountain wall.
The entire Zushan began to shake, and cracks appeared along the body of the sword.
It's just that no one cares.
Although Jianshanjian's blade was skewed, a fierce killing intent still fell along a rune of Jianshanjian, and still fell towards Ding Ning.
…
Li Xixing's face became extremely pale.
He knew that it was impossible for him to block a sword intent.
In front of this sword intent, he might be as insignificant as a fly under the tip of the sword, and even death can't change the downward trend of the tip of the sword.
However, he still raised his head, and resolutely swung his fang sword upwards.
An invisible wall carried all his strength and will.
However, at this time, Ding Ning had someone who was faster than him.
Naturally, this person could only be Shen Xuan.
Because of Zhan Maha's obstacles, he even had time to think about it.
He knew that if he blocked the sword again, he would definitely be injured more and more, and he might even die directly.
But he didn't make a move, and no one present could prevent Ding Ning from being killed.
So it's a big gamble.
A gamble with life on the line.
"The Li family?"
He thought about it and decided to take a gamble.
Because if you live like this...then there is no point in living.
He draws the sword.
A scarlet mist of blood rose up, as if all the blood floating in the floating prison for so many years was lifted up by his sword, and rushed towards the suppressed sword intent.
Li Xixing's body shook.
He didn't feel too much oppression because this sword intent had collided with Gu Huai's sword intent before him.
clack clack clack...
Countless cracking sounds resounded in Shen Xuan's body.
Accompanied by the more subtle sound of tearing flesh and blood.
Shen Xuan smiled bleakly.
He felt he had lost his bet.
The shattering of the bones does not necessarily mean death, but the tearing of the meridians and internal organs makes it impossible for even a strong man like Gu Huai to survive.
For a strong man like Gu Huai, even with an imperfect fighting intent at the end, it was enough to kill him recklessly, as if letting him bear the final killing intent for Ding Ning.
He smiled bleakly, looked at Ding Ning, and even began to feel that all this was just Ding Ning's perfect setup.
Because Ding Ning's previous performances were too perfect, as if everything was as he expected.
"You won the bet."
However, at this moment, Ding Ning said this to him.
Then he said softly, "Whether we will die here or not, at least you will not die now."
Ding Ning's hand fell on him at this moment.
Shen Xuan heard countless small voices.
It was like an auditory hallucination before death, except that the voice came from Ding Ning's body.
Then he felt countless tiny threads floating into his body.
This feeling was like a lot of tiny things in Ding Ning's body spewed out silk threads and penetrated into his body.
However, in the next instant, these silk threads turned into rain.
"This is?"
He was shocked to the extreme, not only because of the powerful vitality contained in the rain, but also because of the silk threads themselves.