Ding Ning's voice was not loud, but when his voice sounded, all the roar and shrill sound disappeared.
The facial features of the woman standing across the sedan chair from him twitched a little, but she couldn't make any sound in response.
"You do not dare."
Ding Ning slowly raised his head.
Standing at the front of the car, he looked taller than this woman, especially when he raised his head like this, everyone felt an indescribable majesty emanating from him.
"Otherwise you wouldn't lose your composure when you see Jian Ling, and then see me like this."
Ding Ning looked at the woman's pupils, and continued slowly and calmly: "Senior Sister, you are still so timid and have never changed. But do you still have the right to let me call you Senior Sister?"
When his voice spread, there was a sound of gasping all around.
This shock still stems from Ding Ning's identity.
If he was really Wang Jingmeng back then, then the mysterious priest hiding in the crepe's house was actually Wang Jingmeng's senior sister
Everyone knows that Wang Jingmeng became the de facto leader of the Bashan Sword Field after entering the Seventh Realm, but there is almost no record of Wang Jingmeng's specific mastery.
Few people in the outside world know that when he first started to practice, he worshiped under a famous teacher in the Bashan Sword Field, or that he got some inheritance from the You Dynasty in the past, and when he entered the Bashan Sword Field, he already possessed terrifying skills and insights .
"It's really you."
The woman lost her mind for a moment, her pupils shrank and dilated like flowers blooming and fading, and she repeated the sentence again.
Ding Ning raised his head even higher.
His eyes fell to the sky.
The remnant sword of Mo Hua was hanging on his waist all the time, and then he held the sword and slashed towards the sky.
A sword energy appeared in the sky, like a blue flame.
This cyan flame is like a living creature, expanding and contracting in the sky.
Then Ding Ning made another sword move.
A bright white moon appeared higher in the sky.
As the bright moon gradually lost its corner, a mysterious sword intent began to linger in the world, as if a murderous intent would fall on everyone at any time.
Then Ding Ning made a third sword.
Many gossamer-like sword lights danced around Ding Ning, forming a shape like a millstone.
Only at this time did Li Jiaoyue fully understand the meaning expressed by Ding Ning's three swords.
The first sword is "Blue Fire", which is the unique skill of her and Master Wang Jingmeng. She couldn't comprehend it, but Wang Jingmeng could.
The second sword is "Yin Qing Yuan Que", which is one of the most difficult sword styles for her to perform.
The third sword is "Moshi Sword", which is Wang Jingmeng's unique sword style.
There is no greater proof of this in the world.
She no longer dared to doubt the identity of the person in front of her. Even though her appearance and figure had completely changed, she was sure that Ding Ning was that person.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning withdrew his sword.
His fingers moved slightly, and he didn't really draw out the sword, but he drew two faint sword intents.
These two sword intents completely broke her psychological defenses, making her seem to start to lose all her strength.
These two sword intents were the sword moves she and Wang Jingmeng used in their final fight, especially one of the sword intents left extremely vicious wounds in her body, making her have to rely on Manglin Mountain's vitality In order to maintain vitality.
This sword made her a prisoner and imprisoned her in this Chu land for many years.
Even if there are still people in this world who can learn the sword intent of her and Wang Jingmeng, it is impossible for anyone to simulate the final confrontation between the two with only the sword intent so exquisitely.
So she understands it's true.
The dead person came back to life and appeared in front of her with a different face.
She trembled all over.
"You are just too timid, so when you were threatened, you sided with Zheng Xiu, betrayed the entire Bashan Sword Field, and betrayed many people's secrets."
"Kneel down by the sword, you are no longer my senior sister, but I can forgive you."
Ding Ning lowered his head, and his voice became indifferent, "You should understand that this is the rule of the Bashan Sword Field."
Kneeling down by the sword, in the Bashan sword field, he expressed his submission, saying that this sword and the name of this practitioner belonged to the object of his submission, and they would no longer be equal in the future, and would accept the prohibition and become a loyal servant who could not be betrayed.
When Ding Ning's indifferent voice sounded, Li Jiaoyue's knees were already weak. She knew the rules of the Bashan sword field back then, but in the Bashan sword field back then, almost no one could accept such humiliation.
"According to the rules of the Bashan Sword Field, if you accept the forgiveness, I can eliminate the hidden disease of your sword creation. Because I have obtained the Heavenly God Art from the Minshan Sword Sect." Ding Ning looked at her expressionlessly, and then said this sentence.
Plop.
Li Jiaoyue knelt down.
A cloud of smoke exploded from where her knees touched the ground.
The next thing to touch the ground is her body.
She almost prostrated herself on the ground, rubbing her forehead against the ground. No one knew how complicated her emotions were, but it could be seen that she even cried.
No one finds it ridiculous, and not many people find it ridiculous.
Looking at Ding Ning's figure standing in the sun and the powerful practitioner kneeling in front of him, everyone began to understand that the reason why Ding Ning did this was because it was a sacred ceremony.
Bring back the rules of Bashan Sword Field.
This was a ceremony to announce to the whole world that he and Bashan Sword Field had returned.
From now on, no one will doubt his identity.
This is the real reason why he didn't kill Li Jiaoyue, but let this powerful practitioner who betrayed Bashan Sword Field kneel before him and accept his forgiveness.
The surroundings fell completely silent.
Many practitioners looked at Ding Ning's figure and knew that this was not his most powerful, glorious and shocking moment. However, even so, the idea that practitioners should be like this had already been born in many people's hearts.
Such a bearing and style... No wonder there were so many practitioners who followed desperately.
In the dark carriage, Chi Chenyun's breathing became smoother. He was no longer as nervous as before, but his clothes were drenched with sweat.
He finally understood why the Gongyang family showed their submission attitude from the very beginning.
The opponent's rank is too far from those of his own, and they are not at the same level at all.
A carriage left quickly before Li Jiaoyue got up.
Many people tacitly knew that it was the Xia family's carriage.
The opposition from the Chi family has been resolved so bloodlessly, so who is the only remaining Xia family, who is behind the opposition? What kind of attitude will it be at this moment
Ding Ning was not in a hurry.
He stayed in the crepe house, waiting for the Xia family's reply.