This is the strongest sword he has ever fought with Zheng Xiu.
It is also his strongest sword so far.
When his sword intent began to form, and the power summoned from heaven and earth began to condense, forming a real killing intent, many masters in the world sensed it.
Including Baishanshui in Chudi.
Including Mr. Zhao Si who just took back his natal sword.
The two great masters had a feeling at the same time, and they couldn't help thinking silently, who else in this world can withstand such a sword.
Their views represent the views of all sensed masters.
This kind of killing intent made the grand masters far away feel awe and feel inexplicable palpitations.
In their eyes, the appearance of this sword could only mean the end of the battle between Ding Ning and Zheng Xiu.
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The great punishment sword in Ding Ning's hand lifted towards the endless starry sky.
The ground in front of him split open soundlessly.
A ghostly breath from the depths of the ground spewed out from the separated land, carrying countless black sand grains, as if a door had opened to hell, waiting for Zheng Xiu's arrival.
An incomparably huge sword shadow rose from the ground and swept towards Zheng Xiu who had already flown into the air.
Zheng Xiu let out a muffled hum.
The starlight outside of her shook violently.
The starlight falling from the endless void became extremely dazzling at this moment, forming a beam of light hundreds of feet wide.
Under the extreme light, Ding Ning's sword shadow appeared even more gloomy and dark.
The starlight is like an iron chain constantly breaking apart.
The broken starlight beams did not scatter, but waved crazily around the periphery of the beam of light like broken chains.
In Changling City, the turrets and city walls connected to the stars in the sky and the starlight outside Zheng Xiu's body began to shake violently.
The dust between the eaves and the cracks in the city walls began to fall like snow.
Most people in Changling City don't know what is happening at this moment.
In their horrified eyes, the newly built majestic city wall could not withstand such a vibration of the air mechanism first, and cracks began to appear.
With a terrifying sound, these cracks extended on the city wall at an alarming speed, and then there were broken stones falling continuously in the cracks, followed by bigger broken stones.
Sections of the walls began to crumble.
Then came the cracks in the turrets.
The magic circle in the center of the turret began to collapse.
Starlight overflowed, flowing out of the magic circle like flowing water, and seeping out from the wall along the cracks in the turret.
All the turrets of the Changling Mausoleum were ignited by this terrible light.
Ding Ning's hands were extremely stable.
Even though the skin on his hands began to crack, and blood continued to flow from his wrists to his sleeves, the ghost sword intent brought out by his great punishment sword was still moving forward steadily.
Countless broken starlight whipped on the huge Nether Sword Shadow like a chain.
In the center of the starlight beam, Zheng Xiu, who felt the firm intention of cutting, suddenly screamed crazily.
She's done everything she can.
After leaving Jiaodong County and entering Changling, she was unable to control her own destiny and life and death for the first time. She was like a powerless fish on the chopping board, and could only let Changling's magic circle and Ding Ning's sword Decide.
She is very clear about the power of the magic circle, but she can't imagine that Ding Ning's sword is still moving forward, and it is still breaking through the huge power that wraps her.
Ding Ning's body was thrown backwards.
This is a confrontation that cannot be described in words.
In his perception, the huge coercion of this magic circle seemed to completely crush his body in the next moment.
However, at this moment, he also let out a sharp roar.
Accompanied by his screaming, the Great Punishment Sword in his hand turned into a thorn, and the several strands of real energy in his body, which were continuously compressed, turned into the sharpest sword energy in the world, bursting out from the tip of the Great Punishment Sword .
The crystal clear sword energy was squeezed into liquid droplets, and then quickly solidified.
There was a click.
The sword qi was broken, but it had pierced through layers of starlight and broke inside the beam of light.
This section of sword energy swirled in front of Zheng Xiu, passing by her.
At the same time, Ding Ning's left hand pointed upwards.
All the remaining power in his body followed his fingers and gathered in the slender sword.
There was a bang on Mo Hua Canjian, and the hilt of the sword exploded.
This remaining little sword carried a crazy aura, an indescribable aura of burning jade and stone, passed through the starlight gap that was about to close, and stabbed Zheng Xiu's heart again like lightning!
There was a crackling sound.
A stream of blood spilled from the tip of the sword.
This remnant sword was soaked in fresh blood, and even the fine white flowers on the sword were extremely delicate and beautiful.
Zheng Xiu's figure faded into the sky at this moment.
There is an afterimage of a white jade-like palm between the sword blades.
The palm was pierced and cut open.
This picture stays in Ding Ning's eyes for a moment, and then disappears in an instant.
All the starlight falling from the sky also disappeared at this moment.
The starlight condensed like a chain, shattered one after another, turning into countless bright spots of light, floating between the sky and the earth like silver flakes.
The afterimage of Zheng Xiu also scattered in the silver shavings all over the sky, giving people the feeling that she has also transformed into countless silver shavings, disappeared in this world, and returned to the starry sky.
Ding Ning slowly withdrew the big punishment sword.
He has done his best.
He knew that Zheng Xiu was not assassinated by him with a single sword.
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Starlight disappears.
Zheng Xiu's naked body was drawn to a high altitude that is difficult for practitioners to reach.
Her porcelain-white skin was instantly engulfed by the severe cold and the vitality of the dead stars into blue-gray, and then covered with a layer of dull frost.
In the next moment, she fell into the boundless darkness, and fell to the ground along the descending vitality channel.
She did fall into the Qin state.
However, she knew that the final loss of control of the magic circle did not allow her to return to Changling City.
The only luck is that she is still alive.
When she regained consciousness, she felt extremely cold all over her body.
She lay down in the mud in the wilderness.
In her somewhat blurred vision, she saw countless black hurricanes in the sky and streams of fire formed by the vitality of countless stars traveling in all directions like a giant dragon.
The vitality of heaven and earth in the clouds was disturbed, and there were bursts of thunder.
She felt lucky for the first time.
Then she suddenly felt a bit too cold on her left cheek, colder than the rest of her body.
This coldness penetrated into the bone marrow of her face and into her perception.
She raised her hand with difficulty, and subconsciously dropped it there.
Then what she touched was not cold.
It is hot and humid.
Hot blood was continuously flowing down from there, and was quickly frozen by the cold breath outside.
But where her fingers touched, the flesh and blood was missing, only the bones.
Her breathing stopped suddenly.
She was like a frozen puppet, with her fingers completely frozen on the bones she touched, not moving for a long time.
At this time, she didn't notice at all that there was a sword wound on the palm of her other unraised hand, which almost separated her entire palm.