v8 Chapter 164： Never replace

The middle-aged hunter in the small courtyard has also gone to the courtyard, watching the sword of Ye Xinhe, this Yanjing master is very emotional.

He did not agree with Ye Xinhe’s story that Wang Jingmeng replaced him.

But the appearance of this sword made him completely change his mind.

Because this sword is too powerful.

And very special.

There is a feeling of being self-contained.

Such a person is likely to be detached from the definition of the practitioner, and even create a system of practice that is completely different from the current practitioners, which is naturally comparable to those of the Changling swordsman.

So even above the Lushan League, Ye Xinhe still hides the true strength.

His true strength has always been above the imagination of all practitioners in the world.

Ding Ning calmly looked at Ye Xinhe’s sword of extinction.

This sword light rejects all the breath of the world, and breaks all the rules of vitality, and naturally it can break any vitality that he has called.

However, he stood in the same place, but he did not move.

A small sword flew up on his waist.

This is the last flower remnant sword.

Numerous small pieces of small flowers fluttered out of the sword, and then cut and chopped by this ruthless sword light.

However, the blade of the last flower remnant sword is expanding, and countless swords are flying outwards. Each of the smaller swords than the hair is stabbed with a snowflake above it, connected to the snowflake.

The last flower remnant sword led the entire snow array, and decidedly greeted this ruthless sword light.

A bang.

An unimaginable dull bang between the heavens and the earth, Wanshan responded, countless snow fell from the mountain peaks, from the branches, countless grasses and pressures, from the bent posture suddenly slammed straight.

All the vegetation between the mountains is suddenly relaxed because of this earthquake. It seems that there is a kind of joyful and detached atmosphere everywhere.

On the thin and thin Peach Sword, there is a looming thunder fire, and it stays in the air.

Ye Xinhe’s eyes showed a shocked look.

His ruthless sword can smash all things in the world, but Ding Ning is involved in his own power.

He can't marry himself.

At this moment he could not explain his feelings.

He looked at Ding Ning's calm eyebrows, but felt that Ding Ning was laughing at him happily.

Unless you can ruthlessly kill yourself, this is the real ruthlessness of the world.

He has been preparing for many years, and this sword, which was originally intended to deal with Wang Jingmeng, was easily broken.

However, he had no time to think because Ding Ning’s counterattack had begun.

The heavens and the earth seem to suddenly become brighter.

A cheerful and inexplicable atmosphere filled the whole world.

All the grasses bent over a straightening force, and that cheerful and relaxed atmosphere, from Wanshan, became the sword of Ding Ning's sword.

Countless roads, because of the winds that flowed from these trees, wrapped in the strength of the heavens and the earth, were all recruited by Ding Ning and gathered in his hands.

An unparalleled sword light was created in the hands of Ding Ning.

This is the first time that Ding Ning has broken through the seven realms.

The incomparable strength of Wanshan came together, and instantly broke the snow circle of Ye Xinhe. At the same time, Ding Ning’s body was different from the ordinary practitioner’s 澎湃真元, and it also madly poured out into the hands of the big Criminal sword.

The whole mountain is shaking.

Including the lake in the distance.

It seems that this mountain, this lake, must be taken away by Ding Ning's sword and hit.

Ye Xinhe’s body sounded like a crack in the bones.

His heart is incredibly clear. In his perception, his flesh and bones seem to be like a burnt charcoal fire, and he becomes a piece of fly ash.

He can already be sure that the current Ding Ning is even stronger than Wang Mengmeng.

When he had the opportunity to practice again, Ding Ning had corrected all the defects in the previous practice, and even the true yuan exercises and swords in his hands had become the strongest in the world.

However, his confidence and warfare did not completely disappear.

The thin piece of peach sword in front of him burned up.

This legendary sword carries his life-long life, which has been cultivated for many years, and turned into a blue smoke. Every blue smoke is a ruthless sword, slashing in the air, temporarily blocking two. The horror of the huge mountain.

At the same time, he touched a smashing machine in the depths of the sea.

This air machine is connected to the starry sky of the dead, to the mistress of Changling.

The net glaze kills Li Si, making the disappearance of the net glaze not obvious, Zheng sleeves will not dare to use such a star fire sword.

However, Ye Xinhe knew that Zheng Shou’s Sparks will come this time.

Because Zheng sleeves are very clear, if Ye Xinhe sees the net glaze, the net glaze is absolutely not even a means of exerting this opportunity.

Ding Ning looked up.

A pale starlight has appeared in the bright sky.

Ye Xinhe’s qihai was empty at this time.

Along with a screaming scream, all the real elements in his body broke out from the sea of ​​gas, gathering the burning peach sword and turning into a golden thunder fire.

He has not considered his next cultivation as a problem, nor does he consider the existence of the Yan Zong teacher. He just wants to kill the enemy of his life.

Ding Ning moved.

He stepped forward.

With this step forward, the power gathered from Wanshan is perfectly integrated with his sword.

Among the swords and swords, it is still pulling the snow and mountains of Wanshan, and faintly carrying the ice and cold powers realized by these years and the long-term shallow snow.

What is even more shocking is that the blade of the Sparks that fell from the sky began to disintegrate.

More accurately, the closer it is to Ding Ning, the more the more smoldering fire on the sword leaves the sword, gathering in the sword light of Ding Ning.

The sword light of Ding Ning's sword, with extreme chill, with a storm, with the power from the starry sky, is like a Hui tail of a comet.

This sword has swept through.

Whether it is Ye Xinhe's thunder fire or the sky's star fire sword, all are wiped out by this sword!

Countless pieces of ice and snow smashed into the body of Ye Xinhe with a little white star that did not go out.

At this moment, Ye Xinhe’s body became translucent, and his body was filled with countless silver.

The clothes and flesh of Ye Xinhe’s body are turning into tiny flying debris, such as countless fireflies, which spread out to the surrounding world.

He can't speak.

He looked at Ding Ning, and he couldn't believe it in his mind. He thought it was too ridiculous. Even if he was to be killed in the end, he would never have imagined that he would be killed by Ding Ning like a chicken and a dog.

"Continuously, God is also deliberately handed over to her."

Ding Ning came to him and looked at him quietly. He said softly: "You have always been a little wrong. You think that you are very close to me, but the actual distance is far away from me. Even if you go to Changling before me, even if you are first I am flying, but when I arrive in Changling, you are still only one of the swordsmen I have defeated. You are you, you can never replace my story."

Ye Xinhe heard this sentence clearly.

He can't understand what kind of mood he is.

He can't think about it anymore.

Because at this time, when the breath of Ding Ning's body blew on him, he completely dispersed.

His figure disappeared completely and turned into some gray ash that still flickered with fluorescence, and fluttered to the heavens and the earth with the flying snow flakes.

Ding Ning stretched out and took a breath, he looked into a distant position.

In this unprecedented battle of cutting Qin, he waited for a long time and finally waited for this opportunity to kill Ye Xinhe.

However, for him, this is still only the beginning.

Zheng Shou is also in Yanjing, not far from him.

By killing Ye Xinhe and using Ye Xinhe to introduce the Sword of Fire, he has already perceived the specific position of Zheng Shou.

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