Vol 3 Chapter 151: Ling Chi

The same break, and Ding Ning is only three to four, but it brings a more powerful shock to everyone.
Because Ding Ning began to practice in Baiyang Cave in the autumn of last year, even though the entire Changling later knew that Xue forgets to use Ding Ning for the practice of Ding Ning, but at this time, the speed of such practice is from the three borders. It can't be used too quickly, but can only be described as incredible.
Especially since the beginning of Ding Ning's half-day Tong Xuan, his repairing steps have always been concerned, and there have been traces to follow. Most of the practice sites know that by the beginning of this sword, he is barely close to the peak of the Three Realms.
Therefore, Ye Haoran can be confident, and it has already arrived in the realm. It is just to hide the cultivation. He has been stepping on the door. It is only at this time. However, Ding Ning is different. Ding Ning cannot reach this door early. .
Just before the door, I crossed the past directly. This kind of obstacle-free breach is not recorded in the history books. It is something that I can't believe without seeing it.
The whole valley was full of incredible and shocking emotions, but at this time, the net glass smiled.
Her previous smile was very cold, and she was always full of the kind of sharpness, but her smile was very warm and brilliant.
Yantai Guanjian could not help but turn her head and look at her.
He is worried that the mood of the net glass will be problematic, which will affect the future practice.
"Who can believe it? Although at his age, his cultivation is not the highest, but he has surpassed most of his peers in this world with only one year of practice. Who would doubt that he is a flash in the pan?"
The net glass did not go to see the swords of the Fujian and Taiwan, but still smiled very brightly. Then he said: "From now on, there are two swordsmen in Lushan, and there is only one sword in the spirit. I am the sword of the mountain, after all, it is Daqin. The first sword."
The swords of the Fujian and Taiwan are smashed.
He immediately reacted that his fears were wrong.
In the sentence of the net glaze, there are two sacred swords, one naturally refers to herself, the other is the current Ding Ning, and only one of the sacred swords, naturally refers to the bouldering.
Therefore, the net glaze can say such a thing, the height of standing is different.
She looks far and sees the future.
Ye Haoran's eyelashes trembled, and then his eyes opened and he was shining like a star.
The white blouse on his body stretched in the air around him. There was a strong wave of heaven and earth fluctuating above the valley, and there was a heart-wrenching sword inside.
The breath on his body is quiet and stable, and the true Yuan and the heavens and the earth are running in the body without feeling of oysters.
Like everyone in the valley, he has long been able to step into the five worlds as long as he takes that step.
At this time, I felt the fresh breath of the same rippling face. There was not much shock in his eyes, but he couldn’t help but smile again. He said: "Interesting."
This kind of broken mirror, which has not been recorded in the history books, is also an incredible thing for him.
It was only in his eyes that Ding Ning was about to die, so the mirroring of Ding Ning only made him feel interesting, but did not cause the slightest shock.
A slamming sound rang from his sleeve.
A white, sessile sword flies out of his sleeve.
In the valley, many pupils and practitioners’ pupils shrink, and they all understand that just like the Dan Mercury sword is the real sword of Gu Xichun, the flying sword that has been hidden in Ye Haoran’s sleeve is the real sword of Ye Haoran. .
After a slamming sound, it was a bang.
The sessile white little sword turned into a stream of firefly, and immediately after Ding Ning's body, obliquely stabbed the aorta on his neck.
Ding Ning blinked at this time, he couldn't even raise his hand, but with the sharp injection of his real yuan, the crack in the front end of the end of the broken sword filled the streamer, the sword silk danced, and the hard life was born in front of the white sword. A few pieces of silky blue sword.
The white Jianguang and the silk swords collided with each other, and then flew away lightly, and the broken silky blue sword gas disappeared immediately. However, Ding Ning’s neck appeared several blood marks and began to shed blood.
Ye Haoran looked at Ding Ning plainly, his hands hanging naturally, and there was no special movement. However, the white sessile sword that floated on the handle disappeared in the night.
The flying sword disappeared without a trace, and even the bystanders chose to have great fear in their hearts.
The practitioners under the Five Spheres do not have much resistance to the unpredictable flying sword. This fear is like the natural appearance of some animals seeing natural enemies. Ye Haoran’s unpredictable flying sword at this time also made them clearly aware that Ye Haoran had long known how to practice the method of flying swords. If they changed their opponents, they might even react. When it was too late to react, it was killed by a sword.
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Where did the white flying sword go?
Ding Ning in front of a cluster of grass sounded a subtle sound, flying some grass clippings, but he still just waited quietly, and did not immediately sword.
A faint sword shadow smacked around the messy grass bunch, and then jumped sharply and suddenly turned into a volley of lightning, stinging to Ding Ning's back!
At this moment, Ding Ning did not look at the back of his body, the waist and the violent force, the whole body twisted like a rotation, the end of the flower in the hands of the sword to the sinister flying sword to the sky!
After the Buddha’s brain grows, the eyes grow in general, and the last flower remnant sword meets the sessile white sword accurately.
When it sounded loud.
The white sword still flew back, but the white sword light on the sword produced a wave of ripples.
Without stopping at all, Ding Ning did not go to Ye Haoran not far behind the body. The body of the micro-bow that had just turned around jumped like a leopard, and the sword that had not been fully recovered in his hand fell again.
There was a loud bang in the air.
The white flying sword retreats.
Ding Ning re-entered, the end of the flower in the hands of the sword to bring out a sword, accurate and unmistakable slamming on the thin sessile sword!
The violent voice started again.
It was just a short remnant sword. However, in the hands of Ding Ning, it was a hard life that gave everyone a feeling that he was holding a giant hammer.
Ding Ning chasing the sword.
Many of the students in the valley face paler and paler. If they encounter such a flying sword, they only have despair and are killed by this flying sword. However, at this moment, Ding Ning is chasing this flying sword and killing it. .
Such a fierce gesture, but let Ding Ning no longer become passive, but seeing such a picture, Ye Haoran is just a faint smile, the eyes sneak out of the look.
His right hand and five fingers are slightly touched, just like touching some invisible strings. At the same time, the speed of his real life is suddenly increasing.
The white flying sword, which was constantly flying in the air, suddenly made a loud bang.
With a bang, the Buddha in the air had two big hammers hitting it together.
A group of waves that were visible to the naked eye in the darkness opened between Ding Ning and the little sword.
Ding Ning’s body was a fierce meal.
The thin, sessile white sword just flew a few feet backwards, and then violently wrapped around an arc, breaking through the waves that were still spreading out, such as lightning, stabbing Ding Ning's eyebrows!
Ding Ning retreats.
The feet and toes are connected to the ground with several dusts. In the end, the remaining swords are lightly dragged down, and the white swords are rolled down.
The white sword seemed to have no contact with his body, but his chest was suddenly cracked and a fresh wound appeared.
With a bang, the white sword flew back again, against the ground, and brought a dusty wave.
Almost all the teachers in the practice place were breathing heavily.
Ding Ning's performance in the face of Feijian has been perfect, especially the calmness shown... In the face of Feijian, whether to keep calm is the most important thing. His calmness is no less than some swords. Near the waiter next to the teacher.
If Ding Ning’s Zhen Yuanxiu is close to Ye Haoran at this time, even if Ding Ning does not fly the sword, in all eyes, Ding Ning has a great chance of defeating Ye Haoran.
However, there is a fundamental difference in strength, which is the biggest problem now.
The dull buzzing sounds constantly.
The thin white sessile sword and the last flower remnant sword constantly meet in the air.
Ding Ning's body continually trembles violently. He accurately grasps every trajectory of Feijian. However, every time the Feijian is there, he still leaves some wounds on his body.
The blush of Zhang Yi’s face has faded and she has turned pale.
He looked at the more and more wounds on Ding Ning and felt the malicious intention of Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran wants to kill Ding Ning.
However, there are people like Yantai Guanjian and Lin Xingxin who are present. He can't kill Ding Ning directly.
However, he can continue to add new wounds on Ding Ning's body. As the blood continues to flow, the blood in Ding Ning's body will always shed light and die...unless Ding Ning admits.
It’s just that Zhang Yi knows that Ding Ning is absolutely impossible to admit defeat.
Therefore, Ye Haoran is trying to kill Ding Ning slowly, just like Ling.
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