Chapter 68: The Sword Sutra of the Master's Sect

Ding Ning looked at the Qin army general approvingly, and then his gaze fell on his sword.

It was a thin cyan sword with gold and yellow runes on it, and it looked like a magnified dragonfly wing.

This cyan sword is very suitable as a flying sword, and it is one of the several flying swords that were shot down in the mud by the eldest grandson Qianxue.

This is also the only flying sword among those flying swords that can fly back into his hand after being shot down by the eldest grandson Qianxue.

The Qin army as a whole did not make a big move, but only differentiated in the middle and gave way to a way.

The general of the Qin army walked out of the formation and walked towards Ding Ning.

At this time, it was close, reflecting the starlight in the sky, and even Song Wei, who was not a cultivator on the hillside, could see the face of this Qin army general clearly.

This is a man in his thirties, with not many traces of wind and frost on his face, although his face is cold, he still gives people the feeling of a reader.

Ding Ning bowed his head to the general of the Qin army who came out, and said, "Look at your sword, it should be a cultivator of the Qinghe Sword Academy?"

The general of the Qin army also bowed his head and saluted, saying, "Qinghe Sword Academy, Yu Yanxi." ”

Ding Ning didn't report his name like the other party, but continued, "Since you are a cultivator of the Qinghe Sword Academy, you should not be able to come to the battlefield soon. ”

The general of the Qin army, named Yu Yanshan, was very keen to hear the meaning of his words, and his voice was slightly deep, and he did not hide it: "Although it is like many cultivation sites in Changling, it is forced to obey the dispatch of the imperial city, but when it comes to the front line, it can understand the scarcity of cultivators for the army. ”

"So you actually care a lot about the military, especially the life and death of the people who are with you. ”

Ding Ning said this calmly, and a sharp hiss sounded in the air beside him.

A dark green shard of metal flew up from the ground at his side, levitating at his side.

This dark green metal fragment comes from the metal ball thrown in the Snow Valley Pass before, the official name of this talisman in the Great Chu military is the green gold killing ball, the name is simple but very murderous, relying on the runes engraved on it, once the flight speed reaches a certain level, it can destroy the balance of vitality on the talisman and produce a violent explosion.

Although this metal fragment is hard, it is naturally very different from the sword fetus, especially the runes engraved on it are naturally not made for particularly favorable flight, but now it is obvious that Ding Ning actually used one of the fragments as a flying sword.

"You want to use this as a sword?"

Yu Yanshan's brows furrowed deeply, even if he could communicate with the runes on such a fragment was already a terrifying ability, but even if it was a normal flying sword, a cultivator who had never been in contact with it before would inevitably be very rusty.

The battle between the flying sword and the flying sword was originally only in an instant, not to mention that the brittleness of this metal could not withstand a violent collision at all.

To put it simply, such a piece of metal and his flying sword would be completely shattered if it collided with each other.

"The simpler the runes, with some direct sword styles, can have unexpected effects. Ding Ning looked at the Changling cultivator who refused to take advantage of him before the duel began, and said without hesitation: "And I don't want people to see my sword. ”

Yu Yanshan took a deep breath.

In such a situation, no one will have the desire to talk nonsense.

"Please. ”

With a very solemn voice, a crisp sword roar sounded from his side, and then the thin flying sword in his hand, like dragonfly wings, brought out a sharp arc of light, and crossed in front of him.

This is completely in accordance with the etiquette of the Changling duel, Ding Ning didn't say much, nodded, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and pointed towards the void of Yu Yanshan.

A stream of true essence flowed silently from his fingertips, disappearing into the air around him, and the metal fragments that were irregular, looking like arrows, suddenly accelerated, and with a bang, like tiles floating on the surface of the water, there were five or six fluttering shadows.

"Traces?"

Yu Yanshan's breathing was sudden, and the depths of his eyes were full of disbelief.

This is clearly a sword move of his master's Qinghe Sword Academy, but at this time, when it is used in the hands of the other party, not only is the sword intent incomparable to the vast majority of people in the Qinghe Sword Academy, but it also has a kind of agility and perfect taste that even he does not have.

The extreme shock of this moment made his reaction several points slower than usual.

Only when this piece of metal was only a few feet away from his throat did he react, and the flying sword in front of him shook violently, and the light sword body actually let out a huge roar.

This flying sword just went sideways, smashing it upwards fiercely!

This is the "big slap on the shore" in the Qinghe Sword Sutra, which is taken from the meaning of the big wave slap case, and the powder god is broken.

Whether it was fair or not was only before the war.

For a sword master like him, once the battle begins, he must spare no effort to find the flaws of the other party.

The essential difference between the other party's metal fragments and the sword fetus made it only necessary for him to win with a violent collision.

Ding Ning's face did not change in the slightest, he still pointed together, swiped down, and changed his sword style again!

The metal fragments that were originally stabbing towards Yu Yanshan suddenly jumped up, and the sharp intent turned into a gentle meaning that swayed with the wind in an instant, and it was actually light and the edge of Yu Yanshan's sword qi slided, like a piece of driftwood rushing through the waves, but jumping up from the top of the waves with strength.

"Fleeting!"

Looking at such a delicate sword, Yu Yanshan, whose pupils contracted violently, was unable to control his emotions this time, and called out the name of this sword.

This sword is still the sword style in the Qinghe Sword Sutra!

In his silent exclamation, there was a thud in his waist.

An ordinary Hundred Refining Dark Iron Sword was pulled out by his right hand, and at the moment when the sword body was just unsheathed, dozens of thin green refinements were splashed out with a violent shock, hitting the metal fragments that were already only a few feet away from the center of his eyebrows.

Many Changling cultivators who are good at flying swords will have two swords, but one of the swords they carry with them is basically an ornament, because often after the flying sword battle fails, unless there is a close attendant to help, otherwise even if there is another sword, it is difficult to keep up with the speed of the opponent's flying sword.

Therefore, Yu Yanshan's sword to prevent close proximity is just an ordinary military standard long sword, I am afraid that after arriving in the army, I found that there are many talismans that are used against the sword master after launching the flying sword, so it is equipped with such a one.

But it's just this sword-like transformation, and even such a sword preparation is forced to be used.

And the other party used the sword style of his master's Qinghe Sword Academy!

With a soft pop, the metal fragment burst out of several air currents as if out of control, and shot out into the air, but it just avoided the dozens of sword qi that shot out from his sword.

Yu Yanshan let out a loud roar, and the flying sword in front of him that instantly lost control and flew out into the sky made a terrible sound of breaking the air, chasing the metal fragment like a meteor.

At the same time, Yu Yanshan's feet stomped on the ground fiercely, and the moment the ground suddenly sank, his entire body had already smashed towards Ding Ning like a meteorite.

It's just that in the fight between this breath, he has already affirmed that in terms of flying sword attainment, he doesn't know how much there is a gap between him and the other party.

In this case, only close to the close can have a chance of winning.