Vol 7 Chapter 44: simple

No matter the middle-aged man in the blue robe, or the strange and cold power that emerged from the ground at this time, it was obviously because of Ding Ning, but at this time neither of them showed Ding Ning’s Killing.
The most direct killing comes from the underground. As the ground continues to rise, the killing is directed at the middle-aged man in blue robes who is about to land.
This middle-aged man in a blue robe is not weak. He has instant sense and naturally produces a killing.
The two killings intersected in the air as if they were in the air. Ding Ning and others seemed to be outside the house and had nothing to do with it.
The bang banged. Fiction
Ding Ning and others in front of the constantly rising ground finally cracked, accompanied by a burst of wind, a few dozens of square-sized land, such as the leaves in the water, generally fluttering upwards, in the cracks of these soils, there are constantly different The tombstone is revealed and rises.
These tombstones appear more and more, giving people the feeling that they are endless, and they also form a giant mountain completely formed by tombstones.
The swords of Fujian and Taiwan have not been identifiable before, but they have remained vigilant, but they have not intervened. However, at the moment when they saw these evolving tombstones, his heart was a move, and they immediately understood the tombstones. Who is it?
The middle-aged man in a blue robe has already had a silver long sword in his hand. The rune on the silver sword is like a moon palace. The energy flowing between the runes is like a real white cloud flowing.
When I saw these tombstones, his face became more white than these white clouds. On the face, the respectful look of Ding Ning and others suddenly became a horror, and a screaming exclamation from his lips and teeth, he The silver strip of light in the eyebrows suddenly expanded, like a silver vertical eye to open.
Six silver sword lights flashed on both sides of his body, then spread out like a peacock, and spread into thousands of pieces of silver-haired mane.
Thousands of swords horrified in the air, forming a huge waterfall that slammed to the ground. At the same time, the body of a middle-aged man in a blue robe seemed to violate this. Like the laws of nature, they forcibly reversed the fall, but instead flew out to the sky above at an alarming rate.
He wants to escape.
Originally, he wanted to pretend to be a person on the side of Ding Ning. However, this person in the underground was very simple to kill him, and the identity of the person in the underground made him unable to argue. He could not let Ding Ning and others believe him again.
The end of the piece of tombstone lingered with black smoke and floated.
Above Ding Ning and others, all are suspended tombstones.
Then these thousands of silver swords collided with these tombstones.
Numerous cracks that made the teeth sour, these tombstones were suspended in the air, swaying incessantly, and the surface suddenly exploded with countless silver fires, like thousands of stars in disillusionment.
The body of a middle-aged man in a blue robe was twisted in the air, shaking off countless groups of shadows.
He found that he could not withdraw from the original way, escaped from the Qianshan dilemma that was enough to lock the eight borders, but let him feel a little loose, the sword that he did not hesitate to use his life finally blocked the underground. The offensive of man, then if he is lost in this thousand mountains, he will at least not be killed by these people at once.
However, he ignored a point.
The man in the ground has indeed taken him at the moment, but there is also a difference between the swordsman and the swordsman in the world.
Yantai Guanjian looked up.
He reached for his sword.
It was like a purely sword-like posture, as if nothing had been done yet, but the middle-aged man in the sky wearing a blue robe had already screamed in horror.
His chest and the coolness behind him revealed that a mist had emerged from his chest and behind his back.
The sword light in the hands of the sword in Fujian and Taiwan disappeared.
Because it is so fast that no one can see what color his sword is.
"You killed him." Long Sunshue Xue looked at the middle-aged man in a blue robe dress that fell like a meteorite in the air, and said to the sword in Fujian.
This is like nonsense.
The middle-aged man's heart is broken, even if he does not die immediately, falling from such a high altitude, the body may fall apart.
However, Yantai Guanjian understands her meaning. He used to send swords to deal with the masters. He only pierced the other side's qi, letting the other party lose their strength, but they stayed at each other's lives.
"Peacock cockroach, this is the one who is alone."
Yantai Guanjian glanced at her and explained: "But he disguised himself as a man who ran a cloud sect. The sect of the Yunyun sect, Chen Guanhe and Lin Bingjiu, were old friends, and they also died in the Battle of Changshan for the Bashan swordfield.

Not killing, is the mercy of the strong to the weak, killing, it is the behavior of this person is too despicable.
If this unknown blue robe man came directly to assassinate Ding Ning as an enemy, the sword may be left to death. However, he wants to find a chance to kill Ding Ning in exchange for trust. This is what he cannot tolerate. of.
The long-term grandson Xiaoshan nodded. "The only important figures of the peacocks are the only ones who are qualified to study, so the choice of the solitary palace is our enemy?"
Ding Ning did not respond to anything.
These Houfus have mostly made choices in the first three years of Yuanwu's accession to the throne. After more than a decade, most of them will not change the choices of the year. This is foreseeable. But he couldn't help but think of the solitary in the Shushan Swords Club. I don't know how the young man would make a choice if he knew his true identity.
The tombstones floating above his head disappeared silently, and the black gas shrank toward the ground.
His gaze naturally followed the contraction of these black air on a teenager who had just appeared, as if it were black gas contraction.
The boy is not tall, the most important thing is that there is no anger, no one can feel the flow of blood, like a cold body, but no body has a strong breath.
"You are a disciple of Ying Ying."
Ding Ning looked at the boy and said.
The teenager squinted slightly and seemed a bit ashamed, but he nodded and said, "Yes."
Then the boy seemed to be a little tired. He did not say a word. He sat down on the side of Ding Ning's side and buried his head deeply.
Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue looked at each other, and then he couldn’t help but ask curiously. "You don't ask me who it is?"
This younger voice replied, "In any case, you are the one who Yuan Wu does not hesitate to kill. I don't care who you are, as long as it is possible to kill Yuanwu in the future."
Everyone heard the emotions in this thin young boy's words.
He has one of the most respected teachers.
But his master is dead.
He was killed by Yuan Wu at the Lushan Federation.
It is as simple as he wants to die in Yuanwu.
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