Meng Fangying couldn't imagine it.

He waved his sword again.

The natal sword in his hand was first bathed in a light green light, and then the sword body of the natal sword disappeared in a bright and hot halo, but the sword intent was splashed in the space.

This sword is called "Spring and Summer", and is also one of the seven-character swords of the Meng family. It means the mysterious and elusive change at the transition from spring and summer, and the sword path is even more mysterious and difficult to find.

He was sure that among all the masters of Changling, most of the sword could not be judged.&nb Novels sp;This sword seemed to have left his body and completely melted into the warm wind at the turn of spring and summer.

However, Li Daoji still has not changed.

His left hand is slightly shocked, but his right sword is still picking the horns, just like an Aries on a cliff, facing any beast, he will pick out one corner.

Thousands of dusty mountains echoed again.

Along with Meng Fangying's irresistible yell.

The mysterious and unrecognizable sword energy overflowed and collapsed, and only the sword light like sheep's horn stayed in the air.

His sword was still blocked by Li Daoji with the exact same sword move.

It seems that Li Daoji only knows this sword at all.

But this sword seemed to be able to deal with all his sword moves!

"It's actually the case."

Dan Tai Guanjian relaxed.

He knew where Li Daoji went after leaving Changling.

No matter how strange and bizarre the sword light is, the final destination is still the enemy's side, falling into the enemy's flesh and blood body.

In the Daliang Mountains on the border of the Qin Dynasty, there is a master named Zhu Sanchi. His own "Guizhen" sword intent can tell where the other party's sword is.

But passively dealing with it is always not as flexible as one's own change. Although Dan Tai Guanjian knew the master, he never thought that the man's "peeping the truth" sword intent could form such a perfect defensive sword force with the Aries's horn picking in the Aries Cave.

There was a laughter in the dull air.

Ding Ning smiled.

"You should have heard of a swordsman named Zhong Panshi in the Dahan Dynasty."

He smiled and looked at Meng Fangying with a very difficult look on his face, and said, "His real name is Zhong Xiaolou, but at that time all the sword masters in the world liked to call him Zhong Panshi because his guardian sword stood like a rock and remained unmoved in the waves."

"His sword guard can defend against the stormy attacks of many famous sword masters without revealing flaws, but in terms of single sword guarding the strong with weak defense, the defense intention should be worse than the sword force of my uncle now. After all, although Zhong Panshi could defend the attacks of many sword masters with almost the same cultivation level, he could definitely not defend the attacks of a sword master with true energy far above him."

Ding Ning turned his head to look at Master Liehuo again, and then smiled happier, "From this point, my uncle is somewhat similar to Master Liehuo now. If you want to kill me, you will probably have to consume your true energy and my uncle first."

...

Ding Ning's laughter lingered in the ears of everyone.

No one doubted what he said.

Meng Fangying also knew that what he was talking about was the fact that "Spring and Xia" was already the most mysterious sword move among his Meng family's Seven Quarter Swords. If this move could not break Li Daoji's guardian sword, then it would be useless to use the rest of the Seven Quarter Swords.

So he raised his head.

His eyes passed through the dusty haze and the sunny sky light, and fell to the endless sky, as if they were to project directly into the cold starry sky outside the sky.

At the same time, his body also exuded a breath of honest acceptance of some kind of external power.

Ding Ning is not unfamiliar with this kind of aura.

Since Meng Fangying's power alone cannot defeat Li Daoji at this time, he must rely on the power of the hostess in the imperial city.

Changsun Qianxue's eyes looked at Meng Fangying with a look of contempt.

In her opinion, these practitioners who have a unique connection with Zheng Xiu are actually no different from Zheng Xiu's puppets.

However, what surprised her and everyone present was a little surprised.

When the breath of Meng Fangying's body emanated rapidly into the sky above, there was no such cold spark falling.

Meng Fangying's body was a little stiff.

But everyone on Ding Ning was full of emotion and surprise.

This means that there have been great changes in Changling.

Zheng Xiu may have been killed by Baili Suxue, even if she was not killed, she would not have the power to inspire the spark again.

If even she is unable to protect herself?

So how should you deal with yourself?

This is the question Meng Fangying was thinking about at this time.

He slowly lowered his head.

The silver-white natal sword appeared in his hands again like flowing water.

He made a decision in just one breath.

If the mistress in the imperial city is gone, there is still Yuanwu in this wilderness, which still cannot change the empire itself.

And he just wants to fight for the power of this empire, this empire.

If he had to exhaust Li Daoji's true energy, he had no choice.

His fingers slightly clasped the hilt of the sword, and the true energy in his body would burst out again.

"Wait for me."

However, at this moment, an old and resentful voice sounded in his ears.

His brow naturally frowned, and as his natal sword suddenly disappeared from his hand, the figure that was about to move forward retreated into the heavy shadow of the Dust Mountain behind him, and disappeared in a flash.

He heard that the sound came from the old Jiaodong County monster whose body was cut off by Ding Ning.

The old monster was obviously bound to die, but from now on the sound that came into his ears, he knew that the old monster was suppressing his injuries and was ready to stimulate the last power.

This shouldn't be too long.

...

A practitioner covered in dust is walking in the mountains.

He is Su Xiumu.

When he emitted the sword light from Fanghou's mansion, he saw many sword lights in response.

Some are warnings, some are threats, and some are pointing the way for him.

He rushed in a hurry.

The true energy and heaven and earth vital energy in his body flowed out from his body like rivers that were worthless, so that the heaven and earth vital energy had no time to replenish it, making his body seem to become empty and sucking the dust on the Tao.

He stayed asleep, but his pupils were particularly bright and had a sharp luster, which was completely different from when he was practicing in Changling Jingyuan.

In other words, he was completely different from the Su Xiu curtain at that time.

He could already vaguely see the outline of Thousands of Dust Mountains in the distance.

At this moment, an army appeared in the wilderness ahead of him.

The leader was a general wearing red and bronze armor.

Chi Ying, one of the three great masters under Meng Fang's throne.

"go!"

But when the general appeared in his perception, as if he had instantly narrowed the distance between space, Su Xiumu shouted freely.

All the fine dust that was absorbed on his body and even penetrated into his body was forced out.

A crack sounded.

A dust sword that was dozens of feet long appeared in front of him, breaking through the air.

"die!"

When the second word was revealed, the dust sword had already reached Chi Ying's front.

A bloody rainbow lit up in front of Chi Ying.

However, at the same time, countless subtle sounds sounded from the red armor on his body.

Countless blood-stained dust flew out from behind him.

His eyes widened to the limit, and then his pupils were filled with blood overflowing from the tiny holes.
Chapter completed!