"A practitioner who was far less than the Seventh Realm killed Wu Donglian just by relying on the Four Talismans, and Wu Donglian was still in his own city. This is indeed the day when the name of Leihuo Taoist Temple was rectified. From today on, everyone will feel that He's a monster."
Zheng Sha looked away from Shouchen, and finally landed on Ding Ning: "But it's not just him who will get his name corrected today, it may be me, or you."
Ding Ning smiled.
He understood what Zheng Sha meant.
Zheng Sha is the teacher of many practitioners in Jiaodong County. He taught the direct descendants of the Zheng clan to practice, and selected the best among them. Most importantly, he completely changed many The life of practitioners in Jiaodong County, including Zheng Xiu.
"Many practitioners you taught have become famous all over the world, but you, as a teacher, are unknown. If you can stab me with a sword today, you will indeed become famous all over the world." Ding Ning slowly suppressed his smile, looking at the name The strong man from Jiaodong County said, "But do you know what I'm thinking right now?"
Zheng Sha frowned, and said in a cold voice: "You may be thinking, without me, maybe Zheng Xiu would be different, maybe the results between you and Zheng Xiu would be different."
"You are wrong. I thought about this kind of possibility a lot in the first few years, but with the change of mood, I will no longer worry about such unnecessary emotions." Ding Ning shook his head and said calmly: "Wang Jing back then Meng proved that he was stronger than all the sword masters in Changling as early as in Changling. Before the final battle, the world's cultivation of him was only entangled in who was stronger and who was weaker between him and Zhao Jianlu's master, but Zhao Jianlu's master Already died in the conspiracy of King Zhao, who is stronger and who is weaker between him and Grandmaster Zhao Jianlu is an eternal mystery, but now it is different, even if the whole world thinks that I am the rebirth of Wang Jingmeng, I am not equal to Wang Jingmeng back then .Even if I can escape from Ye Xiao's magic circle, I don't rely on my own strength, so who would know the distance between me and Wang Jingmeng back then?"
After a pause, Ding Ning looked at Zheng Sha and continued, "If you can stab the sword of Wang Jingmeng back then, all the practitioners in the world will think you are one of the strongest masters, but now even if you can stab me One sword, do practitioners in the world really think so?"
Hearing such words, Zheng Sha suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth: "Any battle of sufficient weight will spread quickly and far in the world of practitioners, so you and I will fight today, you must Be stronger."
"I haven't finished my words." Ding Ning shook his head and raised his head, "Those are thoughts that other people may have. My idea is that if there is a one-on-one sword fight, who can stab me on my body?" A sword? And... people who are truly representative of Jiaodong County have already been killed by Zheng Xiu in Changling. After killing you today, there should be no old people in Jiaodong County left."
Ding Ning's figure is far less tall than Zheng Sha's.
His tone was as calm as usual.
However, when he raised his head at this moment and said these words, everyone present felt that his body was as tall as the clouds, and he looked down at everyone.
This is an aura that cannot be described in words.
Especially when Ding Ning said the phrase "If there is a one-on-one sword competition, who can stab me with a sword?", many practitioners present, especially those with higher cultivation bases, were even more excited. A great fear.
Zheng Sha's expression changed slightly, he couldn't help but opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
However, Ding Ning didn't give him a chance to talk anymore, and his eyes pierced Zheng Sha's pupils like lightning: "Since you want to try, what are you waiting for, are you waiting for me to make the first move?"
This sentence is very blunt, tyrannical and rude, but this is not a pure sword competition in itself, it is completely different from the exchange of ideas between Changling sword masters.
For Zheng Sha, it is the best.
He didn't have the confidence to let Ding Ning make the first move.
Of course, he would not refuse Ding Ning's invitation.
His fingers moved slightly.
This movement was very gentle, not even a whiff of the wind could be stirred up, but an invisible thread between heaven and earth had already been moved by him, and an original balance had been broken by him.
There was an extremely dull loud noise in the sky.
Everyone looked up at the sky involuntarily.
Everyone saw a spark falling rapidly from a high altitude.
Condensing the vitality of the dead stars into sparks, like the gods outside the sky overlooking the world, this is Zheng Xiu's unique method. In the cognition of all practitioners, only Zheng Xiu has comprehended this method, and this method The method is to combine the secret techniques of Jiaodong County and Bashan Sword Field.
So when they saw this spark, most of the cultivators in the city felt a strong shock, but in the next moment, they all saw the clue.
A meteor in the flames!
Or to use more precise words in the cultivator's classics to describe it, it is a piece of meteorite or sky iron.
It is the residue after the fall of the meteorite, the nodules that are naturally formed after the burning of various vitality in the stars.
In the world of practitioners, many weapons are made of this kind of iron, such as Jianshan sword.
But Zheng Sha's natal object has not been changed by any means, and it still maintains the most primitive appearance of this piece of Tiantie, even the traces of melting and burning have not changed in the slightest.
It is precisely because it has not changed that the vitality of the stars in this piece of iron that is the size of a house has survived.
The vitality of these stars is violent in the practitioner's perception, like a raging beast, tearing apart everything encountered along the way.
These star vitality and Zheng Sha's natal vitality integrated into this piece of sky iron, and the violent friction of the heaven and earth vitality that came into contact with it when it fell, produced terrible flames and thick smoke.
Therefore, Zheng Xiu's spark is pure, dead and cold, while the spark used by Zheng Sha is violent, fiery and mixed, crazy.
The more chaotic the nature of vitality, the more incomprehensible and unstoppable it is.
Zheng Sha's natal object is like a ferocious beast raised with his flesh and blood but imprisoned. Once released, even he himself cannot stop it.
The most important thing is that the real target of this spark trailing a thick tail in the air is not Ding Ning, but firmly locked on Shouchen's body.
Those cultivators who had heard the conversation between him and Ding Ning clearly understood his real intention at this moment.
He just wanted to kill Shouchen, even if he was killed by Ding Ning instantly.
His real intention was not to be able to stab Ding Ning, but to be able to kill the people around Ding Ning with his own strength in Ding Ning's presence.
He wanted to tell everyone in the world with practical actions that no matter how invincible Ding Ning was, he couldn't protect the people around him.
It would be sad if an invincible person couldn't stop his opponent from killing someone in front of him.