"At this time, I tried too hard, but I didn't achieve it." Yi Xin also shook her head and looked at Ding Ning, her eyes full of admiration.

"Master...Master...Master..." Zhang Yi was so surprised that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

In the carriage, Gu Xichun's face suddenly looked ugly.

Many people are not as emotional as them at this moment.

But in their eyes, the outcome has been decided.

"Click..."

Zhou Freeyi's sword slashed on an ice tree that was hitting towards him.

Countless ice chips flew out.

He shouted angryly and was hit in his chest by many broken ice cubes. He could not control his figure at all, and he retreated continuously.

It was not until this time that everyone else who watched the battle realized and exclaimed in surprise.

Ding Ning had already used another sword.

Another big river poured down towards Zhou with a rolling momentum of thousands of miles.

"So fast!"

"How could it be so fast!"

With purely evaluating Shi Jian, Zhang Yi was able to speak out in full.

This is the fastest sword in the Aries Sword Talisman Sutra. Ding Ning was naturally used to pursue the victory at this time, but this sword is one of the three most complicated sword talismans in the Aries Sword Talisman Sutra. At this moment, Ding Ning used his sword to do so, which made Zhang Yi a little unbelievable.

Listening to Zhang Yi's exclamation, Xue Wangxu smiled slightly and knocked his head with his knuckles, "You fool, you are still fast with a broken sword. Wouldn't it be faster to use a good sword?"

Just like a sudden enlightenment, Zhang Yi suddenly woke up.

The runes of the Mohua Cancel Sword are incomplete, and the direction of the sword energy is even more difficult to grasp. Even if this edgeless iron sword is unfamiliar to Ding Ning, it is at least intact.

"You could use that broken sword so quickly before. Junior Brother Ding Ning is really a genius among geniuses." At this point, he fell into a stronger shock.

Unable to control his figure, his body suffered a heavy blow, and even if he was rushing to shoot his sword, his sword's power would naturally be scattered.

Ding Ning's sword was purely pursuing speed, and even Lu Duofeng's face was completely bloodless, feeling that Zhou Freeyi was bound to be defeated.

"How could I be defeated by you!"

However, at this moment, Zhou Liyi shouted angrily.

His left hand was stroked by the black sword.

Just like playing, five true energy rushed from the middle of the sword body into the runes.

A piece of ink light shone in front of him.

It's like a landscape of ink and wash.

Nangong Caishu's face suddenly became extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Freework sword force!"

"The country is like a painting! The first style of freehand painting fragments!"

Among the viewers, those with more wise visions directly exclaimed the name of this sword.

The rushing river crashed into the ink light, as if it was fixed in a scroll, and it was not allowed to enter at all.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Liyi's feet suddenly frustrated, and the cracks under her body were subjected to force, and countless dust suddenly burst out.

He shouted again, and instead rushed forward, holding sword in both hands, and slashed forward.

The yellow clouds filled the sword, and white light burst out, which was the sword intent of the yellow clouds and white cranes.

Although this sword was rushed and did not exert its strength completely, it was straight into the center line and its momentum was as powerful as any sword that Ding Ning had used before.

There are silent sides of the river bank.
Chapter completed!