v5 Chapter 85： True sword

Li Xixing is more stable than any Changling talent of the same age. However, his shocking look in his eyes is stronger than Hu Jingjing.

Because he knows more than Hu Jingjing.

Mo Shoucheng has passed away. However, in order to compensate Li Xixing or Li Jia, Mo Shoucheng passed his Shoucheng sword to Li Xixing.

This Shoucheng sword involves the meaning of space.

The meaning of space is not difficult to understand for practice. The straight line seen by ordinary people is naturally considered to be the shortest distance between the two objects. However, for practitioners, there is a myriad of heaven and earth. The passages, objects walking in these passages, there are countless possible novels.

Or faster, or very slow, or like crossing a space, or just like stretching a space.

Although these principles are easy to understand, it is generally difficult to construct a unique self-world by using the methods of the practitioners.

The bottoms of the stone sarcophagi above the top of their heads are not far from them. The ash of the sarcophagus falls, but it falls like a very high heaven.

This space is turned into a special world by the unimaginable means of these powerful people.

The two figures are naturally the battle of Capricorn and Wuhuan. At this time, it has been falling in the air for a long time, but there is still a long distance from the living spring.

“This ban even completely changed our perception?”

Li Xixing turned his head in a difficult way and looked at Ding Ning. "So the living spring itself is not an old spring."

Ding Ning nodded.

Hu Jingjing reacted. She thought that she could hardly control the desire to enter this spring. I have seen people who have been outside the spring. I am afraid that after all the hardships and hardships have come here, I will not be able to control myself. The desire will certainly not be able to enter.

The practitioner's perception is often more reliable than his own eyes and nose. However, the prohibition here is that even the perception can deceive, which is too terrible for any practitioner.

Perception is deceived, and any flying sword that is really flying will easily kill them.

"We will not be spared."

Shen Xuan suddenly made a noise, and his indifferent voice had a slight tremor.

"Yes, we are not immune."

When Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing couldn't understand the meaning of Shen Xuan's words, Ding Ning had nodded calmly and looked at Shen Xuan seriously: "But you still can't shoot. You are still hurting more than him, and his If you are higher than you, as long as his next injury is lighter than you, then we will not be able to win. We must gamble."

From the words of Ding Ning, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing still can't understand, but when Ding Ning said this, they all understood.

The figure of the warrior and the black-and-white purple is still falling. At this time, there is still no real contact with the living spring. However, every word that appears on the stone is starting to spin rapidly, and every word begins to roar.

These black words brought up a strip of black light, which turned into a black vortex around the stone, and the water in the living spring began to turn sharply into a black vortex.

The heaven and earth vitality in the whole space here is driven by these two vortices, and the air bundles are condensed and become numerous black bands.

Each of these strips begins to rotate, which is a strip of saw blade.

Countless saw blades rotate in this space, and no one in this space can avoid it.

At this time, the heaven and earth vitality in this space has just begun to condense, but Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing have already felt the pain of many parts of the body.

Their bodies will be cut into countless pieces.

The battle is in this space.

If the battle of Capricorn does not make a fundamental change to this space, then all of them will die together.

This is Ding Ning's bet.

The black light band is completely formed, and the entire space is divided by numerous light bands.

Ding Ning and Li Xixing, Hu Jingjing, and Shen Xuan all had a blood line that was straight to the ground, and bleeding began to appear in the blood line.

Shen Xuan’s lips trembled slightly. His left hand clenched his fists more and more tightly. However, looking at the bloodline and still calm eyes on Ding Ning’s face, he finally did not have any more movements.

A lot of gray frost suddenly appeared in the black light belt.

The gray frost seems to change again in a flash, and it will turn into a raindrop.

However, with a bang, a loud bang sounded like a cloud in the distance.

All the black belts disappeared abruptly, and the pieces were dark and dark as the deepest dark clouds. In the gaps of these dark clouds, there were light and waves, like countless lightnings to shoot.

Ding Ning’s calm eyes finally showed a real joy.

He knows that he is gambling.

For example, a broken sword that is close to the back of his spine will fly at this time.

As he whispered, all the real elements in his body were almost forced out of his arms at this moment.

More than a dozen **** real yuan flows into this sharply flying dagger. In an instant, the silk of this residual sword spreads over the top of his head, just like a blooming flower. Red flower.

Ding Ning's hair was driven by the sword and flew up.

Because the real yuan flow is too intense, even the tiny blood vessels in his eye burst, making his eyes become blood red.

Li Xixing’s breathing has completely stopped. He has never seen Ding Ning’s war, such killing... and so terrible!

The red sword flower is like hell.

Every sword silk exudes a horrible and unspeakable atmosphere.

"孽海花!"

Shen Xuan’s fists were bleeding in the fists. He was too hard and his nails had pierced his flesh and blood, but he himself had nothing to detect.

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing could not know, but he had seen such a sword and felt such a sword!

Three years before the emperor Yuanwu was enthroned, in the battle of the man who died in battle, the countless bones accumulated at the top of the tower, and there was such a sword!

There are many real **** lightnings between the black world.

Every lightning is a sword thrown on a sword.

A dark black to the deepest dark clouds were pierced by these blood-colored lightnings, and numerous countless holes rushed out.

"Shoucheng!"

"Circle!"

Ding Ning's mouth poured a blood, but at the same time, he still looked ahead and spit out two sword-like names.

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing are out of the sword!

The two swords are intended to collide in front and then blend together almost perfectly.

boom!

However, at the next moment, Ding Ning and Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing’s body flew out and slammed into the stone steps not far behind.

Kakaka...

A smog of smoke rises, and a cracking sound is heard. It is also known that it is a crack in the bones or a crack in the stone steps.

Shen Xuan did not look back.

He just took a deep breath and ignored the smoke.

Then he let go of his fist, and a **** hilt first appeared in his palm, and then with a more intense life, a **** and gray entangled sword appeared in his hand.

The dark clouds in front of him began to fly and dance like broken pieces of cloth.

......

A screaming screaming sounded.

Then there was a loud noise of "When", like someone rang a big bell.

Ding Ning constantly coughs, coughing is like coughing up his lungs.

His body was full of blood, not just the blood he coughed out, his entire body seemed to ooze out.

However, he still struggled to support his body, sitting up and looking at the sound of the origin.

The dark clouds disappeared, and the golden tower had two bodies of flies flying like them, and the golden tower fell down.

The golden tower has been soft from the beginning and is now dazzling.

The live spring before the Golden Pagoda has completely disappeared, leaving only a dry spring pool bottom, all of which are white sand.

Above the white sand, there is a huge scimitar like a moon.

That is the lifeline of the battle of Capricorn.

However, in the eyes of Ding Ning, the Xuan Yue-like scimitar is shocked, just like a piece of material that has been broken, but the tiles stacked carefully are again subjected to vibration collapse, and instantly become countless pieces falling down. .

"Ding Ning!"

A very loud scream, ringing in the lower part of the urn.