Chapter 1571

So, the poor sword died and was a tragedy.

Ding Ning had already seen the goods jumping up and down. How could he let him go.

Ah!

Before people could react, they heard a shrill scream.

Jian miesheng's blood stained the sky, and the headless body plumped down on the seat of Shengjian mountain villa. The blood splashed and sprayed Jiang Wenjian all over his face.

"No, it's impossible. How could he be beaten by me and nothing happened?"

But Jiang Wenjian had no time to take care of others at the moment. He stared at the unharmed Ding Ning and whispered in disbelief.

All this is said to be long, but actually it all happened in the electro-optic flint room. The whole scene was silent and fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at Ding Ning in shock and wondered how he did it?

That's the sword of the strong in the holy martial arts realm. Even the holy martial arts whose cultivation has been suppressed are much stronger than the attack issued by the general tianwu realm.

After all, when we arrive at Shengwu, we have completely separated from the category of mortals, transcended nature and entered another higher level of life. The spiritual power in the conjoined body will also change qualitatively and be promoted to divine power.

Ding Ning made a beautiful rotation in the air. With the help of the strength of Jiang Wenjian's sword, he flew back to Qingyun security, and landed steadily on hongmaoyu. His face was calm and calm.

If it hadn't been for a long cut in the clothes behind him, it would have proved that it was true, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This son is worth my shot."

Bing Wei shianlang finally stopped wiping his sword. His whole body was constantly rising. A pair of eyes eager to fight stared at Ding Ning. The discerning sword was humming with his intention.

Ding Ning seemed to feel something. He suddenly looked at the place where Bing Wei shisanlang was, looked at his provocative eyes, raised an arc of disdain at the corners of his mouth, turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Isn't it just that the sword spirit was nurtured with great care, or the kind that didn't have much intelligence at first, and the calculation of the product level was at most barely able to enter the category of medium-class spirit tools? What's good in front of me, who has even wiped out the artifact sword spirit? As for staring at my brother with that kind of desire and dissatisfaction?

"He must be wearing spirit armor, so he can be happy without injury under that sword."

Because Han Wuyang, the strongman of the saint medical school, was killed by the second time, Li Congfeng was frightened. He was always silent and kept a low profile.

But at the moment, he couldn't help but say his speculation. After all, it's incredible that Ding Ning could stop Jiang Wenjian without injury.

"It's a good injustice to destroy life and death. Even the spirit didn't escape?"

Jiang Wenjian's forehead was blue and raised, and he showed his eyes to crack. He stared at Ding Ning bitterly and said angrily.

Everyone felt the same way and showed the sadness of rabbit death and fox. Yes, if the cultivation of killing the peak of life divine force with a sword was not suppressed in the enchantment, how could they die confused.

Night Qingxuan took a deep breath, and his eyes glittered with greed. The spirit armor that can block Jiang Wenjian's sword is a good thing.

But she is not a brainless fool. Knowing that Ding Ning is in the limelight at this time, if she wants to kill him and avenge her sister, she must first protect herself and then slowly try.

Yu Tiejian looked at the fearless Ding Ning with great interest. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and said calmly, "I don't know where you got the news, but I can guarantee that this son is by no means my people."

"Oh, in that case, don't blame me for being merciless when I come back."

Jiang Wen is also playing drums in the heart of the sword. Within this boundary, he is not sure that he can kill Ding Ning with soft armor. Now he can only say a scene word first and find a chance to get rid of this scourge when he comes back.

"Show mercy? Hahaha, Jiang Wenjian, you are still so hypocritical. Why have you ever shown mercy to my holy sword family?"

Yu Tiejian said with a joking look on his face.

Jiang asked for a long face. He did not want to argue with him at this time. He crossed his face with a cold face and said, "it's getting late. Let's hasten the opening ceremony of the martial arts conference."

"Lao Zu, did you just let that little beast go?"

"Please take revenge for master?"

"Lao Zu..."

……

Several disciples of jianmiesheng and the disciples of Shengjian mountain villa were filled with righteous indignation.

"Shut up, the Revenge of killing life must be avenged, but now is not the time. It's important to hold a martial arts meeting first."

Jiang asked the sword, his eyes tilted, and shouted angrily. The disciples immediately kept silent, clenched their lips and lowered their heads. They were full of dissatisfaction with the greedy old ancestor, but they didn't dare to say more.

Yu Tiejian looked sarcastic at the corners of his mouth and said to himself, "it's better to take straight than to ask for music. No wonder a villa is declining."

Jiang Wenjian was even more ugly by his sarcastic face. In his Kendo practice, he paid attention to indomitable, indomitable and never afraid of any strong enemy.

In the past, the swordsmanship of Shengjian mountain villa was connected with God. Even the survivors of the original Shengjian mountain villa should look up to three points. However, with Shengjian mountain villa occupying the position of the holy gate, it has been respected by countless sects for too long, and has developed the problem of arrogance.

When things happen, no one dares to be easily provoked as long as they are carried out of the signboard of the holy gate, which makes the Kendo spirit of Shengjian mountain villa gradually dissipate in the respected and comfortable life. Generation is worse than generation, and gradually falls into the disadvantage in the conflict with the relic of Shengdao.

Although the remnant of the holy sword was rarely born, he never feared anyone. Even if he was weak, he never retreated. Instead of declining, he became stronger and stronger.

This forced the holy sword mountain villa to be tied to the holy medicine door to compete with the holy knife survivors. It also formed the habit of relying on the pill of the holy medicine door to improve its cultivation, which gradually made the holy sword mountain villa follow the lead of the holy medicine door.

This is the fact. Jiang Wenjian knows very well, so even if yu Tiejian's words are ugly, he can only turn a deaf ear and pretend not to hear them.

"Jing Qianchong, go and weigh the weight of the boy."

When Yu Tiejian saw Jiang Wenjian loading a turtle, he was bored and rushed to a young man with long hair behind him.

"Yes!"

The young man with long hair walked towards Ding Ning without expression and fear.

Jiang Wenjian's face became more ugly. The holy sword mountain villa was afraid of war, and the disciples of the holy sword family went to challenge Ding Ning at this time. It was a naked face.

Of course, he was also very clear that Yu Tiejian made people fight, not only to sweep the face of Shengjian mountain villa, but also other factors.

First, the wind from nowhere must not be without cause. Yu Tiejian still attaches great importance to whether the sky killing knife leaked. He wants Jing Qianchong to force Ding Ning's knife technique; Second, although the relic of the holy sword is not afraid of things, he has always been unwilling to do many things, and even unwilling to bear the black pot for Ding Ning, so he took this opportunity to show that Ding Ning is not a disciple of the relic of the holy sword.

Jing Qianchong walked slowly, but with each step he took, his momentum would be stronger, bringing great pressure to people.

Ding Ning stared at him walking slowly, and secretly praised him. The remnant of the holy sword is worthy of being the first holy gate. Sending someone to him at will can bring him a threat.

He didn't know that Jing Qianzhong was sent by Yu Tiejian after careful consideration. He was the strongest among the survivors of holy sword except Yu Tiejian.

Even if he wins, it's disgraceful. It's a big bully and a small victory. Send others to fight. He's worried that Ding Ning can't do it. If he goes to deliver vegetables for nothing, he will lose the face of the remnant of the holy knife.

Therefore, after much consideration, we can only send Jing Qianzhong, the second expert, to give Ding Ning enough pressure to force out his Sabre technique.

"Show your knife."

Jing Qianzhong finally stood opposite Ding Ning with a look of fanaticism on his cold face.

When he saw Ding Ning's easy killing sword and killing life, he itched. He wished he could have a good fight with Ding Ning. Now the opportunity comes, how could he not be excited.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and felt very uncomfortable with his arrogance. He said faintly, "if you want me to make a knife, it depends on whether you are good enough."

Jing Qianzhong is a martial arts maniac. He is cold by nature. He is not angry when he hears the speech. He just takes it for granted: "if you don't make a knife, I'm afraid you don't have a chance to make a knife."

"Hahaha, I've seen crazy people. I haven't seen such crazy people yet. I'd like to see what you can do to make me even have no chance to draw a knife."

Ding Ning laughed angrily, and Jing Qianchong's arrogance completely angered him.

"In that case, as you wish."

Jing Qianzhong said coldly.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly a voice broke the stagnant atmosphere at the scene, and people looked at it one after another.

Soldiers in Samurai clothes walked towards them slowly with his sword in his arms and wooden clogs on his feet.

"You want to die?"

Jing Qianchong was ready to make a knife, but he was interrupted by Bing Wei 13lang. He felt very unhappy and asked coldly.

Bing Wei shisanlang twitched at the corners of his mouth and was extremely angry. He forcibly restrained his anger and maintained a calm state of mind, Arrogant way: "I wanted to see the swordsmanship of Shengjian mountain villa. Unfortunately, they are vulnerable. I'm so disappointed. Although you use knives, you can barely be my opponent. I don't want to find an opponent after you lose both."

As soon as this sentence was said, the whole scene suddenly fell into a dead silence. NIMA, the little devil from where, was so arrogant.

Especially the people of Shengjian mountain villa, their faces are black like carbon. It's really dismissive of their Shengjian mountain villa.

Ding Ning is definitely a difficult character. Jing Qianzhong's ability to stand up at this time is enough to show that he has absolutely no less confidence than Ding Ning.

Ding Ning and Jing Qianchong are stunned. Is this little devil stupid? Or does he have absolute self-confidence and dare not pay attention to the two leaders at the same level?

"If you are afraid, go together."

Bingwei shishiro's mouth was slightly tilted, and he felt very happy in his heart. Yes, that's his purpose. He wanted to step on these two remarkable Chinese talents in front of the people all over the world and tell the people all over the world who was the first genius of the younger generation in the martial arts world.

"Has the goods been kicked in the head by the donkey?"

Ding Ning woke up and said, laughing and laughing.

Jing Qianzhong thought so deeply that he showed a look of disdain on his unsmiling face for the first time: "Fusang devil wants to be famous. Are you crazy?"

"Are you coming or am I coming? Send it away early and finish it early. It's getting late. It's time to hold the martial arts meeting."

Ding Ning said lazily.

"I'll come. You just fought and won. You're disgraced. Wait, I'll clean up this fool and come to you."

Jing Qianzhong didn't pay attention to Bing Wei thirteen Lang at all, and said calmly.

"Be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter. Hurry up and don't make me wait too long."

Ding Ning shrugged noncommittally. He knew that people like Jing Qianzhong would be despised again, but he would not be vague if he really started, but he gave a friendly reminder.

Who makes Bing Wei's arrogance that the king of heaven is the first and the second make him look very uncomfortable.