This kind of sword move is very ordinary and not good-looking, but it stretches the length of the arm to the extreme, and anyone who understands this sword will have an amazing feeling, because Ding Ning has also brought the lightness of this sword to the extreme .
Yuan Wu still wants to use the tactics of losing both sides, which can naturally make up for the use of sword moves. Yuan Wu doesn't think he can beat Ding Ning in terms of defeating moves.
However, at this moment, Yuan Wu can be sure that when the opponent's sword tip touches his body, no matter how he uses his sword, it is impossible for his sword to touch Ding Ning's body.
So he can only dodge, or block the sword.
Shan was likely to encounter more continuous sword attacks, so Yuan Wu shouted angrily, the sword in his hand trembled like a sword flower, and smashed Ding Ning's sword hard.
Ding Ning shook his head lightly.
Yuan Wu's flickering sword slashed only the afterimage of the sword in his hand when it was retracted.
Ding Ning's body leaped lightly to Yuan Wu's left side, his body swayed like a willow in the wind, even without the support of his true essence, the sword in his hand still pierced four times in an instant, and four swords lit up in the air Light.
The sword is fast enough to deceive the human eye and perception.
These four swords were thrust out one after the other, but at this time, it was impossible to distinguish which sword was first and which was last.
This is another move from the sword scriptures of Quliu Jianyuan, a second-rate practice in Changling, but no one thought that such a sword move could be followed by the sword moves of the White Ape Sword Classic, and it was so smooth that it made people feel Perfect.
A sword screen lit up in front of Yuan Wu.
Yuan Wu's wrist was so flexible that it seemed boneless. His body stood still, and he let the sword in his hand block the four sword lights like a peacock spreading its tail.
However, there was still no sound of sword meeting sword.
His sword still missed.
Ding Ning's body has passed by his side.
At this moment, Ding Ning's sword did not directly slash at his body, but the tip of the sword had already stirred up a wave of soil on the ground and flung it towards his back.
Yuan Wu's heart suddenly ignited more violent anger, he exerted force with his feet suddenly, twisted his body abruptly, the sword turned along with him, and the horizontal sword blocked this piece of soil.
However, he did not block this piece of soil.
Following the momentum of the sword, this piece of soil did not hit straight, but with a strange rotation. When it approached him, it unexpectedly drew an arc abruptly, crossing the With a muffled pop, the blade of the sword hit Yuan Wu's chest forcefully.
An uncontrollable exclamation sounded.
Yuan Wu felt a pain in his chest and his breathing was stagnant.
Even without any true energy, this piece of soil still has a strong force.
But compared to the pain, what made Yuan Wu unbearable was the humiliation.
The slightly wet mud splashed on his chest, and a lot of mud splashed to his chin and splashed on his face.
Ding Ning was already standing quietly on the ground less than two feet away from him, taking advantage of his shortness of breath, and slowly adjusting his breathing.
Whether it is in the world of ordinary warriors or in the world of practitioners, the side that can have time to rest and adjust its breath will naturally have more lasting combat power.
Yuan Wu regained his breath.
His breathing couldn't help but become heavy.
He and Ding Ning only fought a few tricks, but the sword in his hand couldn't even touch Ding Ning's blade!
No matter how unconvinced he was, his mind was extremely clear at this moment. Whether it was the use of sword moves or this kind of combat experience, he could not compare with Ding Ning.
Ding Ning slowly raised his head.
He looked over Yuan Wu's head to the sky above Changling.
He said lightly: "Now you should understand? Some things are not what you think... The world you think is always far from the real world. Just like you think you can be with me Just like you think that without me, you and Zheng Xiu will become the most perfect hero and heroine in this world."
"Not so."
Ding Ning shook his head indifferently, "Even if I entered Changling late, maybe Zheng Xiu became the queen at the first time, but later, maybe Zheng Xiu betrayed you and took your throne. It happens as you want."
Yuan Wu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to refute.
"This world is actually very cruel. Even if you treat people wholeheartedly, they may not treat you wholeheartedly. After all, in this life, you are waiting to meet the right person." Ding Ning said softly, "What's more, you You can't even treat people wholeheartedly, no matter you are with your friends or your loved ones, you are all hypocrisy, this entanglement, hypocrisy and entanglement are so disgusting."
After saying this sentence, Ding Ning drew his sword.
He doesn't have any sympathy for the people he really hates, and he doesn't want to give a good ending.
His sword did not fall to Yuan Wu's body, but to the ground in front of him.
His body was moving backwards.
With the continuous stepping of both feet, the tip of the sword continued to slide upwards in the footprints left by him, provoking upwards.
Pieces of soil flew up rapidly with the movement of his sword, falling towards Yuan Wu's body like pieces of swords.
This is not like a duel between powerful swordsmen, it is very like children playing in mud. However, as the sword path in Ding Ning's hand continues to change, these mud flakes stirred up after being trampled hard, are in the air. There are also different flight trajectories in the air.
Some are as straight as arrows, some are like tiles whirling on the water surface, some are falling from the sky, and some are like boomerangs, whirling in the air strangely.
Yuan Wu couldn't avoid all these clay pieces.
It was also impossible for him to rush towards Ding Ning completely regardless of these mud flakes.
The strength of the previous wave of soil had already made him understand that it was impossible to keep up with Ding Ning's footsteps, and it was impossible to bully him by bearing the impact of the soil.
So he took a deep breath and swung his sword to guard.
For the next moment, however, it was difficult for him to breathe.
His sword shattered the flying mud flakes, and the mud flakes shattered into dust, covering his sight and causing a lot of dust to rush into his nostrils.
He couldn't help coughing.
A slice of mud sliced across his cheek.
A stream of bright blood flowed down his cheek.
More pieces of mud fell on his body, more wounds appeared on his body, and more blood flowed down.
The initial exclamation on the river mound has completely disappeared, and the world has become completely silent, only the slight muffled sound of the soil being crushed, and the tearing sound of the hard edges of the mud flakes cutting through clothing and flesh.
Yuan Wu roared fiercely, he began to swing his sword wildly, and ran towards Ding Ning.
But Ding Ning still moved calmly and backed away.
At this moment, everyone understood Ding Ning's intention.
He just used some of Changling's simplest sword moves, which made Yuan Wu understand a lot of truths, and then he put Yuan Wu in the desperate situation that Wang Jingmeng was in many years ago.
No matter how you fight, you can't get in front of your real opponent, and you can't even touch the opponent with the corner of your clothes.
Yuan Wu was hacked into pieces by the most common dirt in the world.
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Without the support of true essence, the more blood flows, the faster the energy will disappear, and the slower the movements and reactions will be.
Yuan Wu felt that the sun was getting brighter and brighter, but his eyes were blurred.
A slab of mud sliced through his knee.
Following a puff of blood mixed with flesh and blood, he could no longer support his body's balance and knelt down.