The dust that had accumulated over the years blew out of the cracks in the stone road, and fell into the eyes of many people, and was a very long array of swords before the palace maid surnamed Rong.

Among the countless practitioners who came today, many of them were hidden powerhouses who rarely left the sect. At this time, their faces changed slightly and their eyes narrowed.

They had been very concerned about this palace maid named Rong before, but now they know that they are wrong.

This palace maid named Rong is an old man after all, and she has experienced the most brilliant and bloodiest era.

Moreover, the practitioners she met were the top practitioners at that time.br /?Novel>

She personally experienced the prosperity of the people in Bashan Sword Field and also personally witnessed the demise of Bashan Sword Field.

Perhaps she has also handled many of the top sword scriptures in her hands.

Her move reminds all these practitioners that those who have these experiences are destined to be ordinary.

Just like any random doorman or even coachman under those people back then, they were very powerful to the outside world.

This palace maid is also very powerful.

It is so powerful that it exceeds the boundaries they imagined.

These hazy swords formed by dust exuded real murderous intent, and were stacked like walls standing in front of the palace maid of Rong. It was a complete sword formation with both offense and defense.

Such a sword formation will even the vitality that rushes to the palace maids of Rong's surname will be cut into countless layers, let alone the flying sword?

Even Huang Zhenwei on the corner tower felt that it was unbreakable.

In his opinion, Ding Ning had to rely on the flying sword to deal with this palace maid. However, the distance between Ding Ning and the palace maid surnamed Rong is not enough, only a distance of less than ten feet.

Such a distance is not far from a practitioner in the six realms.

In the perception of the palace maid surnamed Rong, there is no distance between her and Ding Ning.

Big swords spread across and filled all the space between her and Ding Ning. Between her next intention, these swords would press towards Ding Ning.

Compared with her sword formation, Ding Ning is completely like a small boat facing a storm in the ocean.

No one thinks he can't compete.

Except for Jing Liuli and Ye Jiannan who followed him all the way.

The eyes of the two men fell on the iron box standing behind Ding Ning.

At this moment, Ding Ning opened the iron box.

A sword shadow flew out of the iron box at a time.

The sword shadow is very small, with a light green color, like a small piece of moss, which looks soft and weak.

The sword shadow met the moving sword formation, facing the first big sword, like a thin and soft dagger gently wiping it against the wall.

A thin and soft dagger slashes on the moving wall. With a gentle stroke, you can only cut off some wall dust at most. How can you block the progress of the entire wall?

However, with a light stroke like this, the entire wall was broken.

This light green sword shadow quietly cut open the first big sword coming towards him.

An incredible breathing sounded.

All the practitioners who had time to react had their pupils shrink violently, and they couldn't believe that this indifferent sword shadow actually had such power.

They had no time to react for a moment, and they didn't know why Ding Ning's sword shadow was born.

Just as their breathing sounded and their incredible emotions spread rapidly, Ding Ning had already given them the answer.

A sword light flew out of the iron box.

This broken sword with countless white fine flowers is familiar to most of the people present.

However, in the perception of many powerful practitioners, the broken sword today is very different from usual.

The color of this sword has obviously not changed at all, but it gives them a particularly mottled feeling.

There are countless straight cracks on the Mohua Sword.

These cracks arise when the sword is broken, like countless runes penetrate the entire sword and spread to the hilt.

These cracks were originally particularly straight.

If the sword threads do not spread, if the white fine flowers do not bloom in the cracks, they will hardly be seen.

However, today, in the perception of these powerful practitioners, the cracks in this sword are not straight.

Those sword threads were like tying different knots and then forming this sword.

The crack was no longer completely straight, and there were various shadows on the sword, so in the perception of these people, it turned into mottled.

Just as the first moss-like sword shadow fell silently on the moving sword wall, the moment the Mohua Can't Sword flew out of the iron box, a knot on the Mohua Can't Sword's sword disappeared.

Then a sword shadow flew out from the broken flower sword, like a grayish-white wall gray.

This sword shadow, which looked like gray wall, also fell into the sword formation, and was attached to a pressing sword, and then crushed the sword.

The sword formation that Rong Palace Maid used was very large, and she accumulated her resentment for many years and the courage to sacrifice her life after she had lost everything.

Compared with this sword formation, these sword shadows are still too small and too weak.

However, the sword intent contained in these sword shadows is all powerful, and the artistic conception is so powerful that it begins to make people feel a little trembling.

Some sword intents, which seemed to carry the power that could change the rules of the vital energy in front, directly shattered the moving sword.

And there are many sword shadows...

One after another, the mottled sword shadows were released from the Mohua Sword and stabbed towards the sword formation pressing forward.

There was a loud bang.

There seemed to be a huge fat man in the sword shadow, like a mountain falling, forcing the entire sword formation to messy.

A great sword like Rong Palace Maid was actually broken.

"Borrow the sword intent?"

Someone reacted and shouted.

But more practitioners who reacted to it knew that the sound he shouted was wrong.

"Borrowing Sword Intention" can only use true energy to stimulate some residual sword intent that have just been used, but it is equivalent to simulating some aura.

So this is "Sword-controlling Intent".

In the entire Fanghou Mansion, it is said that only Fang Xiumu can understand the secret sword.

Use sword talismans to obtain the real sword intent and use it to fight against the enemy.

The knots on Ding Ningmo Huacan Sword are the talismans made of sword threads.

So at this moment, he seemed to have borrowed many swords from strong men.

Just like the sword intent that completely crushed the sword formation just now, it naturally reminded me of the sword that Xu Hou of Hengshan faced Ye Celeng on the long street.

"Ding Ning... is he really Fang Xiumu's personal legend?"

Someone couldn't help but scream.

...

The heart of the palace maid named Rong contracted violently.

When the first sword intent flew out of the iron box behind Ding Ning, a small layer of bumps naturally arose on her body's skin.

The strong shock made her heart pressurized more blood, and her lips were delicate and radiant.

There was a loud bang.

Her sword formation broke out in an instant.

At this moment, two powerful sword intents rushed through the broken sword formation and fell towards her body.

A furnace of heaven and earth.

A huge wave surging.

These are the sword intents from Zhao Zhan and Ye Celeng respectively.

This is the real battle between two people, and the final sword that divides life and death.

These two sword intents appeared at the same time, without colliding, but attacked an enemy at the same time.

There was no sound in the fusion of water and fire. However, with Ding Ning's true energy, it actually brought out some power that did not belong to his realm at all.

Rong Gongmaid had no time to think.

Her hands pushed forward.

A unique breath of the life sword surged out of her palm.

There was still no sound.

But an extremely beautiful ball of light bloomed in front of her.

It was a crystal clear water ball that was exploded outward, but there were countless dazzling lines of fire inside the water ball.

A muffled groan burst out from the bright red lips of the palace maid named Qingyu, and her body was shaken back and threw it high, like a kite being flew up.

A circle of black umbrellas moved back quickly, causing a squeezing caused by squeezing.

The area for combat has been expanded, and the previously given up vacant land is no longer enough.

Fortunately, almost all the practitioners at the forefront were from the front, and such squeeze did not lead to falling to the ground or trampling, causing more chaos.

The water ball completely exploded and turned into countless drifting water droplets.

The water droplets were burned by the fire and began to turn into clusters of steam.

The eyes of the palace maid named Rong narrowed into a gap, and a sword light flew in the white true energy and shot towards her.

That was Ding Ning's last flower sabre, his flying sword.
Chapter completed!