v3 Chapter 152： Real malachite green

Ye Haoran’s right hand, hanging from the sleeve, kept bouncing, and from time to time he plucked the string of killing.

He quietly looked at Ding Ning, who was gradually immersed in blood on his robes, and found that Ding Ning’s will was firmer than his own expectations, and he was more appreciative in his heart, but his slender five fingers were suddenly shocked. This action, at this time, the sessile white sword behind Ding Ning is brighter, and there is a strange white mist on the whole body.

As the white sword swayed in Ding Ning's body, Ding Ning's white fog became more and more viscous.

Looking at the formation of these white fog, almost all the division's brows are deeply wrinkled.

This is the most orthodox Wushan Temple, the inheritance of the Great Chu Palace, such a flying sword, the formation of white fog can make Ding Ning every time the sword has become muddy and water, need to consume more power.

Previously, they all had their own ideas. Many people did not want Ding Ning to win. However, at this moment, all of them wanted Ding Ning to win.

Because Ding Ning is a Qin person after all.

The brows of the net glass are wrinkled and deeper.

She naturally does not think that Ding Ning has already lost, because Ding Ning carries the wooden swords for their own usefulness. Until now, Ding Ning has not used those wooden swords, which means that all the power has not been used.

Only she can't understand what Ding Ning is waiting for.

Although the wound is small, there are countless wounds. ●6,w∽ww. The blood is flowing, and the blood in the body will soon flow.

Ye Haoran’s mouth began to make a sly smile.

He did not understand what Ding Ning was waiting for. It was only in his opinion that Ding Ning was waiting for nothing to add extra pain before he died.

He looked up and looked at the black sky.

The sword of the white little sword flying in the white mist is more fierce. When Ding Ning's body is crossed, not only the blood of the drip is brought, but even the flesh and blood debris is started.

The blade cleared his eyes.

He has experienced many cruel escapes that practitioners can't imagine, plus some unique research on the body of the practitioner, so he is more aware of the extent to which a practitioner's body is bleeding than any practitioner present. How does the body react?

He knows that Ding Ning seems to be very awake at this time, but if he changes to an ordinary practitioner, the consciousness at this time should be blurred.

This is related to a strong willpower.

Sometimes the firm willpower to forget the body can make the body produce extraordinary power, but the blade itself is very clear about the consequences after breaking the common sense...that is, the body will suddenly and thoroughly after the time exceeds the limit. out of control.

The consciousness at that time will not be slowly blurred, but will suddenly break.

"It should be almost the same."

Lin has seen many of the more miserable injuries of the practitioners, so even if Ding Ning is cut out of countless small wounds, his face still has no special expression, but after the eyes of the blade are picked up Counting, he frowned and whispered.

At this time, Ding Ning began to feel real dizziness.

His consciousness was to leave his body and fly to the sky above.

It’s just that his mood is still very calm, because he has an unimaginable experience.

He knows that he still has a dozen breaths.

His left hand began to extend backwards, holding the rough hilt of a wooden sword.

An uncontrollable exclamation sounded.

At this time, there has not been any change. The picture that falls into everyone's eyes is that Ding Ning's hand falls on the hilt of a wooden sword behind him. However, everyone knows that there will be amazing things happening in the next moment.

This kind of hunch has caused many people to express their shocked emotions in advance.

Ding Ning's stable sword.

With a bang, the wooden sword smashed out, and a strange green sword light was brought up in a line in the center of the blade.

What is even more peculiar is that Ding Ning’s sword is killing himself, and he directly smashes it with a sword and smashes it out.

After a sword, there are many swords.

All the exclamations disappeared, because everyone was caught in a more numb and more powerful shock.

Ding Ning Ping is a right-handed sword, but at the moment, his left hand seems to be faster than his right hand.

His left hand seems to have disappeared in the air, but he still maintains some perfect frequency and keeps swaying.

All the wooden swords he carried on his back were squandered by him for a moment.

The most important thing is that the right-handed sword of his right hand also accurately picked the flying sword that was attacked again.

Everyone has an illusion.

At this time, it is not a boy who has not learned the sword until the new year, but a swordsman who has been repairing the sword for hundreds of years, and seems to be practicing such a sword in his life. The direct response became a direct response.

The solitary breath completely stopped.

Because he had such a sword and a sword in his mind, he saw the sword earlier than anyone else.

He saw a lot of green light flying from the back of Ding Ning, forming a green screen.

This is a beautiful green light screen that is difficult to describe with words. However, when it expands outward, this light screen disappears instantly.

All the wooden swords were split from the rune of the sword, and were completely shredded by powerful forces and turned into countless flying silks.

The green light in the rune did not disappear, but was connected together and turned into a real sword light.

This sword light seems to be parallel to the entire ground. It is absolutely straight. It seems that the space above is completely separated from the bottom, and silently goes to Ye Haoran's body.

Duo alone knows that this is the real malachite green.

Ye Haoran's brow was deeply wrinkled, and he found that he couldn't even recall the flying sword to block such a mysterious and powerful sword.

His eyes suddenly became crystal clear, and the body continued to roar, and there were many beautiful new heavens in the body.

A new passage appeared in many of his meridians, and he had previously taken up the heavens and the earth in his body, and all the vast soups flowed out of his body along this passage.

Fortunately, he still has a sword.

He has a long sword on his waist.

It is about six feet long, the sword is only **** and a half wide, the ridge of the sword is pure and rare sky blue, and the swords on both sides are transparent. The sword itself jumps out of the scabbard and falls in his hands.

The subtle air spurt sounded in the blade.

Numerous crystal clear crystals spattered from the transparent blade, forming a crystal disc in front of him.

A loud bang!

His body was dusty, and the crystal disc was directly shredded by the absolutely flat and cross-cut green sword light. The cracked crystal dust was stunned and the recoil creaked on his body.

Ye Haoran's body also splashed countless drops of blood, and his powerful impact made his body off the ground and flew back.

Ding Ning saw such a picture, but he did not feel the slightest joy, because he knew that this sword is not enough to defeat Ye Haoran, and there is not much time left for himself.

He took a deep breath.

A mysterious and cold atmosphere appeared around his body.

There was a cold breath in his body, and then it quickly disappeared, and the body showed a real cold.

The white flaky cold fog visible to the naked eye was generated around his body and sputtered out like a surface that had just formed ice, but the lake had not completely solidified yet, still on the rippling lake.

A trace of red light appeared in these pieces of ice like a line of blood.

"Bloody magic!"

"How can he!"

Although it has been shocked to numbness, at this moment, there are still many people who can't control their emotions and yell out.

The eyes of Yantai Guanjian also began to grow, but the pupils did not shrink consciously.

He felt that he saw something that he could not understand at all.

“Is it like this?”

The net glaze is a self-talk in the heart. Since she thinks that Ding Ning has already strengthened herself, she feels that everything can happen.

Ye Haoran's face is slightly stiff.

The taunting look on his face has completely disappeared.

At this moment, he also took a deep breath and then raised his hand.

He did not recall his flying sword.

The white sessile sword has fallen to the ground, but at this time it is infused with new power, and it whispers and falls to the heart of Ding Ning.

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