Ding Ning looked at her calmly, he didn't even move, and there were countless sword qi around his body that revolved around him.
There seems to be a gap between these sword qi, but behind the gap is still a very thin sword qi.
Wisps of starfire swords impacted on these sword qi, and were crushed like grains of rice thrown into a millstone, turning into clusters of insignificant flowing flames.
The tiny white flowers on the last flower remnant sword are growing and dying, and the silver flowing flames transformed from these small spark swords are also constantly blooming and disappearing.
This is his Moshi Sword Intent, the strongest defensive sword style in the world.
Even stronger than the sword Wang Jingmeng used that Zheng Xiu knew back then.
However, no matter whether it was Zheng Xiu or Ding Ning, watching these Xinghuo swords being blocked by this sword intent, their expressions did not change at all.
Zheng Xiu knew that his blow could not kill Ding Ning, and Ding Ning also knew that Zheng Xiu had more than just such a blow.
When the silver flames were still constantly growing and dying around Ding Ning's body, Zheng Xiu's mind fell on the small sword that was drifting in the void and being tempered by the pale sparks.
The little sword began to fall.
It instantly broke through the vitality of this world, and with the starlight, it broke into this world in an instant.
With a bang, the world shook.
A circle of silver light waves scattered among the clouds to the surrounding world.
It was like a ringed mountain appeared in the sky.
But in the center of this mountain, there is a vacuum of vitality, and only a lonely and indifferent sword light is falling crazily.
The starlight wrapped in this sword light has an inexplicable connection with the silver flames outside Ding Ning's body. When it was still high in the sky, there were countless strands of starlight visible to the naked eye, flowing from the sword. It reached the silver flames outside Ding Ning.
The sword wire swimming outside Ding Ning's body began to crack.
He frowned, and quickly realized why Zheng Xiu's sword light had such power.
A terrifying air pressure began to rippling from his sea of qi, but at this moment, he sensed an interesting thing, his frowning brows were instantly released, and the air that was about to burst out of his sea of qi A terrifying natal force disappeared.
In the depths of Zheng Xiu's pupils, which were turned white by the pale sparks, a fiery red light appeared.
This is just like the sword core in the deepest part of the sword embryo of that small sword.
She even hid this sword from Yuan Wu, she kept it for use when one day she needed to face such a break with Yuan Wu, she never thought that she would be forced out so early.
Zhao Jianlu's real fire is the most intense fire in the world, while her star fire comes from outside the world, absolutely extinguished. When these two extreme and absolutely different flames are forcibly fused together, it will definitely produce Abnormally terrifying power, she firmly believes that it is enough to break through Ding Ning's sword style.
It's just that besides Ding Ning, there is one person in this world who doesn't think so.
There is a woman who is petite than her in this world, but she has always been respected as Mr.
She is Mr. Zhao Si from Zhao Jianlu.
This sword was originally her natal sword.
How arrogant Zhao Jianlu is, especially when she followed in the footsteps of her mentor, and finally realized and reached the realm that her mentor could achieve in the past, and even surpassed it, how could she not take back the sword with her own hands
When the sword that contained all of Zheng Xiu's hopes fell into this world, it was also the moment for her to take back her sword.
Mr. Zhao Si smiled proudly.
The stone ground under her feet began to be melted by the breath emanating from her body, turning into hot magma.
The crazily falling little sword became extremely clear in her perception.
The red light in the innermost core of the small sword began to spread out.
"return!"
She gave a low beep!
The voice was not loud, but it was extremely strong.
Not only the true energy in her body, but also the spirit and vitality seemed to be completely burned at this moment, completely connected with the small sword.
There was a loud "poof".
The ring-shaped mountain of vitality in the sky shattered instantly, turning into countless broken clouds.
The sword light in the center suddenly became dazzling red, as red as a huge melting furnace formed in the air.
That unimaginably red flame pushed out the pale gas flame and the silver starlight together.
Zheng Xiu's body trembled suddenly.
At this moment, this small sword is the real natal sword that she has hidden for a long time, but it is also the natal sword of Mr. Zhao Si. At this time, she and Mr. Zhao Si are really fighting for their own destiny, just like their own flesh and blood. tear.
At this moment, her strength will not lose to Mr. Zhao Si.
But she couldn't hold on.
Because Mr. Zhao Si really put his life on it fanatically.
Zhao Jianlu's sword intent is so unscrupulous.
She could clearly sense that Mr. Zhao Si would rather lose his own life than take back this sword.
She wants to live.
She couldn't compete with Mr. Zhao Si to fight for this sword.
So at this moment, she lost the sword.
The little sword, which was so red as to be unimaginable, proudly pierced the pale fire ball, dragged a huge billowing flame tail, and flew into the distance, to where Mr. Zhao Si was.
That terrifying power turned into a joke, like a leaky raft, dancing in the air.
The stars are shining brightly, and the sky is full of the strongest and most beautiful fireworks.
Ding Ning looked up at the blooming.
He was purely a spectator, and he didn't need to deal with Zheng Xiu's sword at all.
Under the fireworks in full bloom, Zheng Xiu's face was extremely gloomy.
She couldn't say the fight was unfair.
Because many of the powers in this sword do not belong to her.
And the failure of this sword is only because she did not completely conquer this sword.
…
"what else?"
Ding Ning didn't look at her, he raised his head and asked this question quietly.
The Lingquan fairy lotus is also useless, and the natal sword that has been refined for a long time has been taken back by Mr. Zhao Si before it can be used.
what else
If there is anything else, it can only be taken out this time.
Ding Ning's calm words contained indescribable sarcasm, indescribable power and pleasure.
Because the most difficult thing about Zheng Xiu is that she always has a hole card.
Is there any more now
Zheng Xiu looked at the ground under his feet indifferently, without responding.
From high in the sky, an extremely bright pillar of starlight descended and fell towards Ding Ning.
At the same time, her body flung back.
Ding Ning drew out his sword.
The terrifying natal aura that just leaked out of his body rushed out of his body like a real evil beast.
This was the first time he had truly fully used the power of the Nine Dead Silkworm and the Great Punishment Sword.
Countless horrific devouring sounds resounded from this square of heaven and earth.
This indestructible sword light seemed to be accompanied by countless invisible silkworms, devouring the vitality along the way, and even the extinguished starlight.
Jian Guang instantly arrived in front of Zheng Xiu.
The clothes on Zheng Xiu's body instantly shattered and turned into fly ash.
Her perfect naked body was exposed to the cold air.