Vol 8 Chapter 176: Landing

This is the strongest sword he has ever played against Zheng sleeves.
It is also his strongest sword so far.
When his sword began to form, and the forces that were called from heaven and earth began to condense and form a true killing, many masters in the world were touched.
Including the white mountains and waters far away from Chu.
Including Mr. Zhao Si who has just recovered his own sword.
At the same time, the two masters were both convinced that they could not help but think of anyone in this world who can withstand such a sword.
Their views represent the views of all the sensed masters.
This kind of killing makes the masters who are far away from home feel awe and feel inexplicable.
In the eyes of all of them, the appearance of this sword can only mean the end of the battle between Ding Ning and Zheng Shou.
The sword of Ding Ning’s hand was set in the endless starry sky.
The land in front of him broke silently.
A secluded atmosphere from the depths of the ground sprang from the separate land, with countless black sands, like has opened a door, waiting for the arrival of Zheng sleeves.
An incomparably huge sword shadow emerged from the ground and swept to Zheng sleeves that had already flown into the air.
Zheng Shou’s mouth made a sigh.
The starlight outside her body shook violently.
The starlight that sprang from the endless voids became extremely dazzling at this moment, forming a beam of light hundreds of feet wide.
Under the extreme light, Ding Ning's sword shadow is more ghostly and dark.
Starlight, such as the iron rope, continues to crack.
The broken star beam is not scattered, but like a broken chain, waving wildly on the periphery of the beam.
In Changling City, the turrets and walls that are connected with the stars in the sky and the stars outside Zheng sleeves began to shake vigorously.
The dust in the gap between the eaves and the walls began to fall like snow.
Most people in Changling City don't know what is going on at this time.
In their horrified eyes, the newly built 巍峨City wall could not withstand such a vibration of the air and began to crack.
These cracks, with a horrible sound, stretched on the wall at an alarming rate, and then the gravel in the crack continued to fall, followed by a larger gravel.
A section of the wall began to collapse.
Then there was a crack in the turret.
The squad in the center of the turret began to collapse.
The starlight overflowed, flowing out of the circle like a flowing water, and infiltrated from the wall along the cracks in the turret.
All the turrets of Changling were ignited by this terrible light.
Ding Ning's hands are extremely stable.
Even though the skin on his hands began to crack, and blood flowed through his wrists into his sleeves, his sword of the sacred sword was still moving steadily.
Numerous broken starlights smashed like a chain on the huge shadow of the Nether.
At the center of the starlight beam, Zheng sleeves, who felt the firm cutting of the scream, suddenly screamed.
She has resorted to all.
When she walked out of Jiaodong County and entered Changling, she could not control her own destiny and life and death for the first time. She was like an incompetent fish on the chopping board. She could only rely on the Changling Faction and Ding Ning’s sword. Decide.
She is very clear about the power of the squad, but she can't imagine that Ding Ning's sword is still moving forward, and she is still breaking the huge power that wraps her.
Ding Ning's body flew out.
This is a confrontation that cannot be described in words.
In his perception, the huge pressure of this array seems to have completely crushed his body in the next moment.
However, at this moment, he also made a scream.
Accompanied by his screaming, his sword in the hands of the sword was turned into a thorn, and the body's continuous compression of several real elements became the most sharp sword in the world, from the tip of the sword of the Great Sword. .
The crystal sword gas squeezed into droplets and solidified quickly.
Slamming.
The sword was broken, but it had already pierced the layer of starlight and broke inside the beam.
This sword whirls in front of Zheng sleeve and passes by her face.
At the same time, Ding Ning's left hand has also pointed out.
The rest of his body, with his fingers, gathered in the end of the sword.
At the end of the flower, the sword slammed and the hilt exploded.
The remnant little sword with a mad breath, with a jade that can not be described by words, burned through the starlight gap that is about to be closed, and once again lightning-stained into the heart of Zheng sleeve!
A cracking sound.
A blood spurred at the tip of the sword.
This stalked sword is full of blood, and even the white flowers on the sword are unusually beautiful.
The figure of Zheng Sleeve faded into the sky at this time.
There is a shadow of the palm of the hand like a white jade between the swords.
The palm was pierced and cut.
This picture stayed in Ding Ning's eyes for a moment, and disappeared instantly.
All the stars falling from the sky disappeared at this moment.
The starlight that condenses like a chain has shattered and turned into countless sly spots, like silver chips floating between the heavens and the earth.
The shadow of Zheng Sleeve is also scattered in the sky of silver, giving people the feeling that it seems that she has also turned into countless silver shavings, disappeared into this world, and returned to the stars.
Ding Ning slowly recovered the sword of the torture.
He has done everything.
He knows that Zheng Shou has not been assassinated by his sword.
The starlight disappeared.
Zheng Shou’s body was drawn to an altitude that was difficult for the practitioner to reach.
Her white skin like porcelain was swallowed into a blue-gray by the cold and dead stars, and then covered with a dark frost.
In the next moment, she broke into the boundless darkness and flew down the downward channel.
She did fall into the Qin Dynasty.
However, she knew that the final loss of control of the FDC did not allow her to return to Changling City.
The only lucky thing is that she is still alive.
When she was conscious again, she felt extremely cold.
She lay down in the mud of the wilderness.
In her somewhat blurred vision, she saw that there were countless black hurricanes in the sky and countless stars forming a stream of fire that traveled in all directions like a dragon.
The heavens and the earth in the clouds were disturbed and thundered.
She was lucky for the first time.
Then she suddenly felt that the left cheek was too cold and colder than the rest of the body.
This cold, deep into the bone marrow of her face, deepens her perception.
Her hand was lifted up hard and subconsciously fell there.
Then she touched it but it was not cold.
It is hot and humid.
The hot blood is constantly flowing from there, and it is quickly frozen by the cold air outside.
Wherever her fingers touched, flesh and blood were missing, only bones.
Her breathing suddenly stopped.
She is like a frozen puppet, her fingers are completely stiff and stay on the bones she touches, not moving for a long time.
At this time, she did not notice at all that she had another hand that had not been lifted, and a sword on the palm of her hand almost separated her entire palm.
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