"Skills become swords, but thousands of chariots are hard to stop. Fleeing and changing names, eating in the mountains..."
In an instant, the white figure had already walked tens of feet along the street. During the singing, there was always a sword light flying around like a stream of water. Along the way, the Changling Guards didn't even have the strength to resist, and they flew out at the touch of a touch. , falling into the eaves on both sides.
Hearing such singing and seeing such invincible sword light, Qin Xuan couldn't help trembling all over, but he didn't even have the courage or thought to pull out the long sword in the yellow bamboo tube, he just kept shouting in his heart: "Bai Shanshui! It's really Bai Shanshui!"
The man with the appearance of a coachman snatched an empty carriage casually, held a sword in one hand, and drove the carriage with the other, followed behind the white figure. It only took a few breaths before he passed Qin Xuan's eyes and passed through the long alley. .
Not far away, there was the rumble of chariots.
Dozens of rune chariots from the Tiger Wolf Army rushed out from the straight streets, and surrounded the carriage that was rushing to the periphery of Changling.
"The country is destroyed, the mountains and rivers are mourned, and the ministers share the responsibility. Although we are humble, we should not hesitate to fight against Changling today, and kill the king of Qin in the future, and then sacrifice the soul of the motherland!"
However, the indescribable arrogance of the rebellious song continued to sound, like the rune chariots that were constantly pounced by countless ferocious beasts, there was no enemy.
I saw the heavy chariots flying out from both sides like Daohe picked up by the farmer, smashing into the houses on both sides.
The thunderous landing sound continued to resound, and long smoke rose everywhere.
Surrounded by a white figure with sword light like a stream of water, it was like entering an uninhabited land, like a prehistoric beast passing through Changling, rushing straight to the bank of the Wei River.
Before more troops could arrive in time, more than a dozen officials from the Shendu Supervisor had just rushed to the Jiujiang County Guild Hall. Among them, Qi Beihuai, the deputy head of the Shendu Supervisor, saw the captain of the Changling Guard who was slumped on the ground at a glance. , Seeing the dragon-like smoke pillars rushing into the sky in the distance, listening to the countless exclamations and angry shouts in the streets and alleys, as well as the unstoppable singing, he instantly realized what happened.
His face was instantly pale without a trace of blood, and he roared almost hysterically: "Why is Changling Guard here! What is Changling Guard doing here!"
The Changling Guard Captain who fell on the ground heard Qi Beihuai's roar, he raised his head with difficulty, blood dripped continuously along his lips.
However, he didn't answer Qi Beihuai's question, he just kept repeating softly like a puppet: "Bai Shanshui...how come Bai Shanshui is here!"
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In the alleys of Changling, when Bai Shanshui was rushing to carve out a way to the Wei River, the battle between He Zhaoxi and Ding Ning in the Jianjian Canyon was still going on.
Ding Ning slowly stood up from the dead leaves on the ground, with blood dripping from his lips, but he still slowly raised the Mo Hua Remnant Sword.
"Don't you admit defeat? Do you have to hurt yourself until you can't practice for the next one or two months before you give up?" Seeing such a situation, Xie Changsheng said angrily again, "What are you still holding the sword for? Is there a way out with this broken sword?"
He Zhaoxi who is facing Ding Ning also thinks the same way.
He looked at Ding Ning and couldn't help but whispered, "Will you still fight?"
Nangong Caishu on one side could no longer control her emotions, she wanted to stop Ding Ning from fighting again.
However, Ding Ning seemed to sense her emotions, first turned his head to look at her, and shook his head at her.
Then he looked at He Zhaoxi, "I'm already familiar with your sword posture, so I only need the next sword."
A sword to decide the outcome
Do you still have the confidence to win
He Zhaoxi frowned involuntarily, but he felt that Ding Ning did not seem to be lying, so he prepared to use the safest tactics to deal with the sword Ding Ning said.
"It's important to have self-knowledge. If you don't even have self-knowledge, you will definitely lose ugly." Gu Xichun said lightly at this time.
He is very happy.
Especially at this moment, even Xie Changsheng and the others who had always been against him couldn't help scolding Ding Ning angrily, so he was even more pleased.
No one answered his voice, because at this time Ding Ning had already moved again.
On the edge of the viewing platform, Xue Wangxu, who was sitting on the wicker chair with slightly squinted eyes, said softly to himself, "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"
Between muttering softly, he put his hands on his knees.
Because of the posture of He Zhaoxi and Ding Ning at this time, he inexplicably felt that something was going to happen, and his white beard was already very rare, if it was folded too much, it would look too ugly.
He Zhaoxi's expression suddenly became serious, and he also started to move.
His body once again faced Ding Ning in a pure straight line, and the withered yellow long sword in his hand quickly slashed out, then turned sideways, bending into an arc in the air.
This is the purest force-crushing type of warfare. The area swept by the horizontal sword covers any direction that Ding Ning can dodge, forcing Ding Ning to seal the sword.
This is the safest method of tactics, forcing the battle to become extremely simple.
As soon as the sword came out, most people on the viewing platform thought that it was impossible for Ding Ning to block the sword.
In the previous few blows, Ding Ning was sent flying backwards by such a simple but exceptionally effective slap, unable to contend at all.
Ding Ning was still forced to block with his sword as before, but what everyone didn't expect was that this time it was really different.
The moment he swung the broken sword in his right hand, and countless tiny white flowers bloomed in the air, his left hand crushed a block of wax, and a yellow pill the size of a longan flew up, popped into his mouth, and was swallowed by him in one gulp.
He Zhaoxi was the first to feel a strange feeling in his heart.
This moment was too fast, his strange feeling didn't come from this elixir, but from Ding Ning's sword.
Ding Ning's sword swing seems to be the same as the previous few times, but Ding Ning's body seems to have forced a little more than before, as if he was about to bump into his long sword.
He didn't even have time to think about it.
There was a bang of "Dang".
A feeling of shock welled up in his heart.
Ding Ning's sword was almost close to the tip of his sword!
In the previous blows, Ding Ning's sword hit the middle of his long sword, but this time, when Ding Ning rushed forward, he swung his sword and hit the tip of his sword instead!
Such a change made him feel a little powerless, and he felt that what he was holding was not a sword, but a crowbar.
Ding Ning's figure seemed to be pried up by his power all of a sudden, and he was even closer to him in an instant!
"boom!"
At this moment, his ears seemed to hear a violent medicinal power dissipating from Ding Ning's body.
Ding Ning let out a muffled snort, and a more violent force erupted from his body, and the shattered sword in his hand scattered more white flowers, cutting towards He Zhaoxi's waist and abdomen.
He Zhaoxi's pupils constricted violently, and his breathing stopped completely.
He retracted his sword, but his sword was very long. In this close-to-body situation, his long sword was not as flexible as Ding Ning's short sword. At this moment, he only had time to hit Ding Ning's sword edge with his own hilt.
The extremely fierce beheading suddenly turned into a scattered dark green weeds.
The edge of the sword turned leisurely in the air extremely delicately, spreading out a sword shadow, sticking to the straight line of the hilt, cutting towards He Zhaoxi's five fingers.
Unbelievable emotions filled He Zhaoxi's mind, but he had no choice. He let go of his five fingers and dodged sideways.
The withered yellow long sword suddenly lost its master's grasp and fell obliquely in the air.
Ding Ning's dark green broken sword took advantage of the situation, and the withered yellow flying sword flew backwards in an instant, and fell into the vine forest behind.
Looking at the withered yellow long sword flying down in the forest in the distance, and at the dark green broken sword constantly blooming with pure white flowers, He Zhaoxi paused, his eyes flashed with even more shocking emotions, "Dan Jiandao ?”
A yellow medicinal gas was still rolling under Ding Ning's skin.
Ding Ning, who was holding a broken sword, looked stronger and more powerful than ever, even though he was dressed in rags!
Ding Ning saw that He Zhaoxi didn't want to fight anymore, so he didn't chase after him. He nodded at He Zhaoxi and said softly, "This elixir was given to me by Nangong Caishu before the trial."
"I didn't practice the alchemy swordsmanship on purpose. I just got a gift of alchemy, so I risked my life to protect her. Ding Ning, you are indeed a friend worth making, and you are indeed a true genius."
There was bitterness and unwillingness in He Zhaoxi's eyes, but real respect immediately appeared on his face. He bowed slightly to Ding Ning and said, "I am defeated."
"You... you took that Huangting Golden Pill at this time?" Nangong Caishu's shocked voice sounded.
This momentary change was too fast and too subtle, so even she didn't react until this moment.
"what happened!"
"Ding Ning swallowed a pill?"
"He Zhaoxi lost?"
After she uttered in shock, there was an uproar in the viewing platform, and there was the loudest exclamation from the beginning of the sword sacrificial trial to now.
Duanmulian's whole body froze.
Di Qingmei's entire face was livid.
Gu Xichun's sarcasm froze on his face, unable to let go for a long time.
"What kind of elixir is this, so powerful?" Xue Wangxu didn't break his beard, but his hands almost tore his robe.
The look in his eyes is very complicated... Indeed, Ding Ning gave him a great surprise, except that the entrance of the elixir was invisible, like a swordsman who practiced alchemy, and the timing was excellent, and even the sword's momentum was It's over for He Zhaoxi. Ding Ning seemed to be holding on to the fight before, but he was just constantly grasping He Zhaoxi's sword and thinking carefully about the breaking method.
If there were still people who doubted Ding Ning's talent before, then from this battle onwards, everyone will realize that Ding Ning indeed has amazing talents in many aspects.
It's just that the better the talent, the less he can't afford to squander it. He was very worried that this powerful elixir that he didn't know where it came from would bring many adverse consequences to Ding Ning.
Xie Changsheng opened his mouth wide again, unable to speak for a long time.
"It's really admirable." It wasn't until Xu Heshan who was beside him said such a sentence, that he completely came back to his senses.
"Thank you."
Xie Changsheng felt ashamed, but he thanked Gu Xichun seriously.
Gu Xichun looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what he was thanking.
"Every time you openly say how he failed, he will perform surprisingly, so I thank you." Xie Changsheng looked at him and explained, and said: "So then you can talk more about his failure."
Gu Xichun's face suddenly turned livid.
"Don't mess around! Childish!" Xie Rou snarled, seemingly wishing to slap Xie Changsheng on the face, but at this moment, there was an indescribable joy flowing between her eyes and eyebrows.
"It's not time to be happy yet."
However, at this moment, Xu Heshan's dignified voice sounded: "Su Qin."
Xie Changsheng suddenly turned his head and looked down, his face suddenly changed drastically.