Vol 3 Chapter 91: Practitioner and army

If you think about it, you can think about it.
In the decades of Shushan Jianzong, he has seen countless outstanding young talents, but he has never seen such a genius as Ding Ning.
Obviously, they have the insights and insights that even the net glass can't match. However, they always look like a sword with a scabbard in the sword. They don't reveal the arrogant edge on weekdays.
It is clearly the body of a teenager, but it seems to have experienced countless things, do not have a certain degree of tolerance.
He can even be sure that if the nobles in the palace are too persecuted to him, if the Xue forgets that he is destined to die before and after the Shushan sword meeting, this boy will never be too exposed.
However, if such a person is to do something with his heart, he will be more reckless than ordinary people. Before Ding Ning's every link must be the first, it is such an embodiment. Now I am afraid that all the people who watch the sword meeting know that Ding Ning wants to win the first place in this sword meeting, but he is worried that Ding Ning will pay too much for the price even if he can achieve his wish.
"There is no such thing as a novel." The so-called young talents, the only thing that makes the older masters jealous is the word 'youth', because you have more time to practice, more possibilities, I am only worried that you have it now. First place, but lost the most important thing for a young genius."
Zhantai Guanjian thought silently, his clear eyes were gradually filled with the glory of the blue.
The shape of the blue figure that is active in the deep red thorns is getting clearer and clearer, and finally shows the true meaning.
These faint blue body images are extremely locusts. It can even be said that there is no difference in shape between ordinary locusts. However, the surface of the body always has a layer of blue smoke. It seems that the whole body is like the immediate They burn, and they are the size of an adult goat, so that their heads and backs are always higher than the top of the thorns when they are running.
Because the distance is too far, it is still impossible to determine the nature of the nature of these "locusts" in the body, and in what way they can face the enemy, but he is at least certain of the strength of these "locusts". Power is above these mysterious worms and has a low level of wisdom.
Because of the rapid access to this group of locusts, these "locusts" quickly formed several streams, two of which even crossed the stream on both sides, and wrapped them from the rear to form a perfect encirclement.
The most important thing is that the number of these "locusts" is really the same as the real locusts.
Before the Ding Ning faced the genus of the genus of the genus, it was like a large army. However, in the face of these huge locusts, the genus of the genus genus became like a mountain surrounded by the tiger wolf of the Daqin.匪 troops.
The dense "locusts" form a stack of overlapping layers.
Ding Ning stood in the middle of the encirclement, and it was extremely small under the shape. All the frosty insects in his body seemed to have natural fears against these "locusts". For a time, the coldness in the mouth of these frosty insects began to contract in the abdomen. I dare not show it, even the hail on my body began to break and disappear.
However, Ding Ning's face is still calm to the extreme.
At this moment, he leaned down and grabbed the black-skinned worm that was softly swayed by his sword. Then he left the hand-held ice worm with the hail and disappeared. Sword, walk toward the edge of the mysterious insect community.
The edge of the genus of the genus of the genus is dense, almost a squeaky blue "stag beetle" that is tightly squeezed together.
These secluded blue "locusts" were originally like the truly well-trained elite cavalry. They were temporarily steadied after being surrounded by the genus of the genus, and there was no sigh of breath. However, when Ding Ning calmly came out, this locust There was a commotion in the group.
The hard limbs rubbed against each other, and a cluster of blue cold fires emerged, while at the same time making a sour, squeaky sound.
The brow of the net glass was slightly picked up.
Her mood at this time was also somewhat unspeakable. Her right hand and five fingers were also unconsciously slightly rubbed. The five fingers sneaked out a few slick-like swords, which turned into a substance and fell on the stone cliff at the foot.
These few real swords are like nothing, directly into the stone below, leaving only a few deep sword holes.
At this moment, the end of the flower in the right hand of Ding Ning suddenly brightened, and again bloom intensive white flowers.
The sorrowful blue "locusts", which were originally just turbulent, suddenly all uneasily swayed, and their hind legs, which were covered with sharp knives, were forced to sway on the ground, and the soil kept turning, forming layers of soil waves, densely packed. The blue figure is looming in the dirt, and the picture cannot be said to be terrible.
All the black worms were more fearful and retreated to the center. A long crimson worm curled up and squeezed into the middle. It seemed to be stacked into a deep red giant meat ball in the middle at a very fast speed.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning took a deep breath and rushed into the dirt waves ahead.
A "stag beetle" facing Ding Ning felt dangerous, its body trembled wildly, and the blue smoke of the body formed numerous ripples with the tremor. These ripples are like natural runes, starting from The surrounding world is extremely fast gathering the strength of the world.
But at this moment, a sword light has fallen on its neck.
This sword lightly cuts into the gap of the neck carapace, and then as light as a fish through the water.
Then, its head fell.
Its two hind legs, covered with sharp blue razor blades, are still on the ground, and its head has fallen in front of its hind limbs.
The unique blue-yellow blood spurted out from its neck cavity, mixed with mud and dust on Ding Ning's body. Ding Ning's movement did not stop anyway. The sword in his hand provoked from the bottom up and was deeply tied. Enter the abdomen of a "locust" on the right side of the body, then sway forward, cut off the majority of the abdomen of the "locust", and the tip of the sword pierced into the eye of a "locust" in front, piercing The brain.
Ding Ning ran wildly, but the dust from his body and these "locusts" officially collided with him now, he just took a step.
Just one step, he killed three-1-like "locusts."
But at this time, all these "locusts" have completely reacted.
The blue ripples outside of them began to disappear, but their bodies suddenly rose tall.
The celestial spirits of the condensed blue ripples eventually converge on their lower limbs, and the tip of their lower limbs forms a straight blue crystal, which penetrates the soil below and raises their bodies. .
This is a picture that is unimaginable.
These "locusts" are like stepping on stilts, but also like holding two long blue swords.
Zhantai Guanjian is amazed.
However, what made him even more shocked is still behind.
Dozens of dusty fog blew up in Ding Ning's body and rushed up.
Dozens of "locusts" in the dusty fog all jumped high and then fell straight toward Dingning.
Their weapons are their most powerful hind legs.
At the bottom of the hind limbs, they are connected with two straight blue sword lights.
So the scene at this time... looks exactly like these "locusts" holding two blue-handed long swords to vacate, flying from all directions to Ding Ning.
"How do young masters name these things?"
Yantai Guanjian couldn't help but whispered to the net glass in front of him.
Except for the dozens of "stag beetles" that have been vacated by Ding Ning recently, all the other locusts that seem to have suddenly become taller have not rushed, but the body and body are closer together, and then Slowly moving towards Ding Ning.
This is exactly like the oppressive tactics of the squadron for the powerful practitioners, compressing the space of the powerful practitioners as much as possible with a solid human wall.
A practitioner can't rush in the battle. For an army, the power is already a small part, and the next result is that it is quickly stabbed to death by a sword.
"The king."
I heard the inquiries from the swords of the Fujian and Taiwan. At this time, all the attention on the net glass of Ding Ning was abnormally simple.

Aphids?
The swords on the platform were smashed.
Is it so ordinary?

"It is the emperor's emperor."
Net glass knows that the sword is wrong, and her brows quickly explain: "Some of the insects are more powerful than the insects that are cultivated by Qing Shishu, but no matter what. How heterogeneous is strong alone, but no ethnic group can compare with this group of insects, because this group of insects is completely like a cold army. No insect population can This insect group is rival, so the young master is named after the king."
The swords in Fujian and Taiwan are silent again.
A single practitioner can't compete with a powerful army.
However, at this time, Ding Ning is doing something like this.
Moreover, Ding Ning did not try to find the leader among them like the original Frostworm. What he did at this time was the real killing.
A cold rain has already enveloped dozens of kings looted in the air.
The difference between the dense and crystal clear raindrops is that Ding Ning has done his best.
The weak parts of these dozens of emperors are instantly different, and the rain lines that contain the smothering are pierced, and the crystal rain line passing through their bodies turns into a blue-yellow blood. Lines, smashing out the numerous holes in the ground below.
Ding Ning's body is getting faster.
The emperor fell into the shadows he had brought, and he squinted at the body and rushed to the next group of kings.
The sword light flashed, and several of the emperors had already poured out a fountain-like blue-yellow blood, and they swayed down.
And his figure appeared in the vacancy between the several kings, the white flowers on his last broken sword disappeared, but his movements seemed to become faster, his body and body side When a king smashed, the last flower in his hand had already cut the head of the king.
Zhantai Guanjian took a deep breath.
He once again determined that Ding Ning really wants to fight hard with these horrible emperors. He is indeed like a practitioner who faces a powerful cavalry alone, and wants to kill the army with his own power.
Chapter 91—Practitioners and the Army:
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