Chapter 77： Pure sword skill competition

In the summer, I felt that Ding Ning’s sword was very beautiful when it was in full bloom, and there was an unusual beauty.

Ding Ning's divine peace and peace, for the time being, he forgot what was forced by Su Qin, and gradually felt that this was a fair confrontation.

"please!"

His solemn sword.

There was a clear sound in the air, and the blue sword light hit Ding Ning's chest and abdomen.

Ding Ning cross sword, but did not really go down the sword block.

Because the blue-colored sword light is not as straight as the swords of most of the swords of the Daqin Dynasty, with the subtle movements of the body and wrists of the summer, this cyan sword light is somewhat distorted in the air, like a curved The vine was shaking, and the tip of the sword was already close to the neck above Ding Ning's chest when he was really close to Ding Ning.

"This is the famous vine sword method of the Qingteng Jianyuan."

Just seeing the summer's shot, Xie Rou has said softly to the side of the Xie Changsheng: "The sword of this sword is very unique, it is a convolution, some like the sugar sticks you played when you were young. Going around, the sword is well mastered. When you can use the flying sword on the fifth level, Feijian is also very skilled to take this kind of sword. It is even harder for the opponent to grasp the true direction of the sword or the sword. ”

Xie Changsheng nodded with a dignified look.

Just like this sword, it seems to be stabbed to the chest and abdomen, but the sword is wounded but it is stabbed upwards. If the other sword has already made a downward defense, and then found that it is not right, it has been somewhat slow.

If it is when the Feijian showdown, even if it is a small time between flashes, it is possible to decide whether to live or die.

He understands that Xie Rou said this to him at this moment, so that his eyes should not only fall on the outcome of the outcome, but focus on these swords.

Xu Heshan, next to the two men, slightly browed his eyes and shook his eyes.

Because between the two talking, Ding Ning has blocked the sword.

Ding Ning's last flower remnant sword was lifted up and crossed in front of the throat. It was very accurate to block the tip of the blue frost sword with the sword ridge.

Then he launched a counterattack.

He jumped out in one step, and he passed by in the summer. The sword with the arm swung, but quickly slid toward the throat of the summer.

When the summer is not scared, the blade is too late to recover, the whole arm is shaken in place, the blue frost sword shakes out a curved sword circle, and cuts Ding Ning's arm.

Ding Ning's arm was slightly closed, and Jian Feng and Wu Jian's sword in the hands of the blue frost sword intersected.

A sparking star floats.

When the summer retreats half a step back, the action suddenly opens and closes, and the whole sword or pat, or squat, shakes around him. For a time, his body is like a few swaying. The twisted ivy.

Ding Ning’s body was also filled with dense dark green swords in an instant. This sword shadow always stayed in front of him one or two feet, because the sound of the two swords that were not loud was not heard on the viewing platform. So it gives the impression that the two swords have no real contact during the next ten years.

However, just from the layers of layers such as golden dandelions that are constantly blooming in the air, you can know that the swords in the hands of the two are constantly striking in this short ten-digit time.

"When summer seems to suppress the cultivation, I don't want to take advantage of the strength. Now the two are pure swordsmanship competitions." Xie Changsheng brows slightly and whispers.

Xu Heshan said in awe-inspiring tone: "Ding Ning is indeed very good. The most important thing about the vine-sword swordsmanship of the Qingteng Jianyuan is still a tangled word. If the sword body and the sword body are attached, it is easy to be wrapped around. Flying out. Especially when the frost on the handle of the green cream in the hands of the summer has ice-cleaning effect and stronger adhesion, each sword of Ding Ning uses the sword front to the sword front, or the sword body to the sword tip, even It is the opportunity to respond to the summer's slapstick swords, and definitely not give the opponent the sword and the sword body."

"His sword is actually very good." Xie Rou nodded and whispered: "Although there is a defect, the strength after the infuriating is not weak. The sword is short, but it is very suitable for wildfire swords. A variety of sturdy, fast-changing swords within a short distance."

"I take back this is a broken sword." Xie Changsheng looked at Ding Ning's Shi Jian and said: "But Ding Ning is now fully defensive, how can he win?"

Xu Heshan said: "As long as you have enough patience, as long as you don't make mistakes, your opponent may make mistakes."

The respect in the eyes of summer is getting stronger and stronger.

Looking at Ding Ning's incomparably quiet eyes and instead becoming more precise and sophisticated swordsmanship, he even felt that he had become a sword-making object.

He knew that he had to use a stronger sword to make it possible to defeat Ding Ning.

He took a deep breath and once again handed out the sword in his hand, his left hand, which had been secretly accumulating, tapped on the hilt of the blue frost sword at an alarming speed.

A strong force along the hilt, blasted against the blade.

A soft bang.

The frost on the green frost sword has become thicker and thicker and turned into a hard cream shell.

Now these frosted shells have cracked open, such as four or five sharp swords, rushing forward.

These frosty shells are thin and sharp, and the leaves that are not rolled up in the past, if they are stabbed by any frosty shell, are completely indistinguishable from being hit by a real thin sword.

Many people on the viewing platform violently contracted their pupils.

This sword is obviously the key to victory and defeat.

Ding Ning's face is still calm.

Uh...there is a loud and loud sound.

The last flower in his hand swept through the frost shells sharply.

He didn't use much force, and the sword was just a quick pursuit.

Because these thin cream shells are sharp, they are very brittle and very fragile.

All the spurs shattered into his frost shell in an instant.

In the next moment, his mouth was screaming with a low sigh, and his sword crossed over and smashed into the sword of the stabbing blue frost sword.

When Xia was slightly stagnation, he used to force Ding Ning to meet his own sword. At this time, he did not think that Ding Ning would use such a sword.

He knew that he was not right, and he immediately screamed, and the infuriating body of the body rushed into the blade, and the sword of the blue frost sword once again ushered in a layer of frost.

With a bang, the infuriating air attached to the double swords exploded, bursting with a wave of air with numerous fine frosts. When I was extremely skilled in the summer, I turned my wrist and flew out the sword in the hands of Ding Ning.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning took another step, and he tightened his body, holding the hilt and holding the weight of his body.

In the summer, I only felt that my sword had pressed a huge stone and it did not move.

A bang, like a shaved ice, Ding Ning's blade, but has been cut down along his sword, cut a layer of thick frost just formed on his sword.

The fluffy blue flying cream was sprayed on the clothes of the summer. On the face, for a time, the eyebrows and hair of the summer turned into cyan.

When the summer was cold, the heart was chilly, and the sword was desperately leaping.

Ding Ning's sword and his sword are separated, but in an instant it is a shock.

It was just this shock, the tiny white flowers and the blue frost formed by countless infuriating speeds suddenly accelerated, and a stream of water hit the face of the summer.

When the summer eyes can not help but close.

Only at this moment, he felt a cold sword rushing toward his belly.

He screamed and slammed his sword toward the cold sword.

However, the cold sword was quickly retracted, and instantly to his left rib.

When the summer forced the eyes open, the sword was placed again.

However, he only saw that only a small white flower was moving toward his left rib.

Ding Ning's hand in the dark green sword, but it converges all the infuriating, like a shadow silently in the air, has reached his right shoulder.

His pupils contracted violently and his body suddenly stiffened.

A slamming sound.

Ding Ning’s hand in this dark green sword just took a shot on his shoulder and took it back.

Then Ding Ning stepped back and held the sword no longer attacked.

With a cry, on the viewing platform, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

A cheering voice rang in the place where the Aries Cave disciples gathered.

"I can't think of it and win."

Xie Changsheng took a deep breath and he can be sure that if he changed himself, he would not be able to escape the outdated summer blow, let alone launch such a hearty counterattack and win directly.

Xu Heshan and Xie Rou are silent.

Although I hope that Ding Ning can win in the heart, Ding Ning wins with such a perfect performance in this pure sword skill competition, and still brings great impact to their hearts.

When Xia’s brain was blank, he couldn’t believe that Ding Ning defeated him like this, but after counting the numbers, he returned to God.

He glanced at his right shoulder.

He is very clear that if Ding Ning’s sword is in a downswing, even if he does not use any infuriating, it is enough to remove his right arm.

"I lost."

He was convinced and convinced to Ding Ning's dedication. "Ding Ning's younger swordsmanship is exquisite, and ordinary people can't match it."

"Dean Dean, can Ding Ning's performance satisfy you?"

On the viewing platform, Xue, who was wearing a thin blanket, smiled and smiled, and said to Di Qingmei on the side.

Di Qingmei wanted to stay calm, but his brow could not help but tremble, and finally his face was blue.

"Don't be so ugly."

However, Xue forgets that he is looking at him peacefully, seriously whispering: "No matter what you think of me, after all, Aries and Ivy are in one, and I will be with you in the future, maybe because of such a disciple. And the face adds a lot of brilliance."

Di Qing's eyebrows suddenly trembled, and he turned his head and looked at Xue forgetting.

Xue forgets a faint smile, but looks up at the white clouds in the sky. Some sentimental whispers: "White Sheep Cave is destined to cease to exist. The more you are concerned about this portal dispute, the more you remind others that Aries Cave is still substantial. There is a place. You should change your position and think about it. Ding Ning is my student, but it can also be your student."

"If you are not open-minded, even this sky can not tolerate, and you can accommodate these mountains, and you can move to the mountains in the distance?" After a pause, Xue forgot to say this sentence.

Di Qingmei’s heart suddenly jumped sharply, and his hands began to tremble.

(Tonight, on the way to the road, there is no way to update, so get up early to get out of this chapterHappy)