v5 Chapter 37： Sting army

From Changling to the northwest, it is more and more seeing the grass and the yellow.

Many of the sergeants of the Guards looked at the back of Ding Ning in front of him, and his eyes were full of puzzles.

As early as the beginning of this migratory march, the vast majority of the sergeants of the Guards had a great respect for Ding Ning, and Guo Feng, the highest general in the army, was a sergeant against Ding Ning.

In many of the army of Qin Jun, many orders of the military division will eventually become the order for the whole army to pursue.

Since leaving Changling, all the orders of this team in the march have also come from the mouth of Ding Ning. &nb||||Fiction sp; just in the eyes of these sergeants, Ding Ning did not show any amazing things, but will often do some incomprehensible measures.

At this point, the only gorge that was most easily ambushed was passed. There was a large plain in front. There were only a few scattered farmer villages in the field of vision. However, Ding Ning stopped them and had stopped for a long time.

Only Guo Feng, the highest general of this army, did not think so.

Because he is very clear about how much Ding Ning has done in these seemingly calm days.

"Are you sure they will be here?"

He looked at the wilderness of Pingchuan in front of him and looked at Ding Ning with dignity.

"This is a practitioner of some quicksands. There is no difference between hiding in such places and hiding in other places. The most taboo is the few symbols in the military."

Ding Ning turned his head and glanced at him. He nodded and said: "The most important thing is that after passing this plain, I went to the border town. They should feel that there is no cell phone meeting after that. There have been some disputes between them. So I will definitely shoot here."

Guo Feng couldn't understand how Ding Ning decided how the practitioners who were discovered by Ding Ning in the past few days showed a dispute, but since Ding Ning's judgment did not make any mistakes in the past few days, he chose to believe Ding Ning.

"Why are we forced to fight?" Nangong, who was standing on the other side of Ding Ning's side, was deeply locked with a brow and a look of murder, whispered.

"Some enemies are not permanent."

Ding Ning turned to look at her and slowly said: "Some enemies are only carrying orders, if they can't reach an order, or just missed them. These people may not be your future enemies, and they may not be met in future battles. Some Assassins may not be able to take action when they find it detected. Some battles that can be avoided should be avoided, so that the power can be saved as much as possible. After all, our mission is to reach the place where we should go, not to Possible annihilation of enemies along the way."

After a pause, he looked at Nangong Cai and said: "The most important thing is that every battle will be dead... especially when a large number of practitioners face an army."

Nangong Cai took a deep breath, and she turned her head and looked at the sergeants at the back. She thoroughly understood Ding Ning’s efforts over the past few days and felt that she had learned a lot from Ding Ning’s words.

"Even deliberately leaving clues and warnings to scare them away, just let some of them have differences, and there are only two possibilities."

"The first is that they pick up the death order, they can't go back. Another possibility is that they just use to touch the bottom of this army, or consume some power. There is still a real strong man behind."

Ding Ning then slowly finished the two sentences, and then looked at Guo Feng seriously. "No matter what kind of possibility, I want the next army to have complete control."

Guo Feng laughed and said coldly: "Since you know that this is related to the lives of my brothers, I dare to make such a request. Then I will hand over this army to you now."

"I have stayed here for so long and told them that we are ready. If they are still here, it is an inevitable battle."

Ding Ning slightly lowered his head, he felt the familiar feeling, but he did not like this feeling.

Several orders were issued directly.

The army that had been waiting for a long time began to move.

Because these commands are very strange, they seem a bit confusing.

It was only Ding Ning who did not need to grab time, so he waited until the army became calm again before he gestured to move on.

Several commanders went directly to him at Guo Feng’s instructions to ensure that his orders could be issued in the first place.

At this time, there is still half an hour from the evening, the weather is very cool, but in the march, the breeze is sloppy, bathed in the sun, but it is extremely comfortable.

This area is only the last side towns of Yinshan. There are no roads that often go in the wilderness. The chariots crush the grass, and the sergeants wear grass and grass blades to make strange rustling sounds.

Ding Ning is in the chariot of the second row in the forefront. He always looks at the front and frowns. He seems to listen carefully to the noise in the wind. Suddenly, his hand rises up and the flesh of the edge of the finger gap It is mapped to a blood red in the sun.

"Stop! Prepare!"

The commander and all the army of this army were very familiar with this gesture. However, in order to avoid some people's reaction, several commanders issued the first scream.

When everyone's foot steps stop, and the world is quiet, a murmur appears clearly in the grass and into everyone's ears.

There is a blade of grass sprouting with the scorpion's sword, a yellow moon above the waves, countless yellow and green grass leaves smashing up, like a yellow body, yellow-green scales of dragons in the grass From the rapid walk through!

"Flying sword!"

All these sergeants who could not understand Ding Ning's previous actions and orders all reacted.

Under the blade of grass, even in the cracks of the soil, there are many pairs of eyes watching this army.

Suddenly saw this sword light, these eyes suddenly appeared the flame of incomparable anger.

The anger of these practitioners comes from having a partner to take the lead.

But it is undeniable that since it has already been done, and when this army is lost in the moment, most people are attracted by the flying sword, this is also the best mobile phone meeting.

Only this moment, under the blade of grass, a lot of subtle sounds like water flowing.

Looking at that flying sword, many sergeants were horrified, but Ding Ning's look did not change.

"Heavy! Fire! Moon Blade!"

He just drank three names in a very rushed tone.

At the same time, several commanders at his side made three gestures.

Only this moment, the air behind the army was torn by the radiance of gold and iron and the turbulent flow of heaven and earth.

The flow of hundreds of metals falls like a meteor.

After the meteor is dozens of crescent moons that seem to be heavy to the extreme... These crescent moons have a length of more than ten feet. When the horrible humming sound falls to the ground, it bursts along the line and blasts. Make more metal blades with two feet long.

Finally, in the air, there are hundreds of green and green fires.

When the fire broke down, the grass clippings in the air and the dry grass on the ground were directly burned.

A sea of ​​fire.

In the area between the 50th and the 100th steps behind the Guards, all of them are in flames.

When the first batch of heavy-handed smashing arrows screamed from the brakes, the grass beneath the five or six steps behind the army boiled and made several violent violent screams.

The four practitioners rushed from the ground, and Zhou Jianguang fluttered, and the hard-boiled and powerful smashed arrows.

However, in the next moment, the bodies of the four practitioners were torn apart by the shattering moon blades of the horrible spin. In the fierce screams, the green fire continued to fall, and they continued to fly. In the process, constantly penetrate their bodies.

Looking at this picture, watching the four practitioners who were torn apart and dying in the fire, all these sergeants were shocked to the point where it was difficult to add.

"How could this be?"

A practitioner who appeared in front of the army could not understand it.

He saw that the violent flying sword that flew to the chariot on the tip of the grass, Ding Ning, suddenly turned his direction and fell to the left side of Ding Ning.

A crisp, loud sound rang.

A flying sword with a slight cyan glow flies upwards.

This previously unspoken flying sword was picked out by the grass and picked out by a flying sword that seemed to be extremely violent.

(Tomorrow is expected to be three, jj is already cut, you see jj are not issued for the time being)