The face of a cultivator master became extremely ugly at this moment, he was the master of the Donghao Sword Sect who brought Gong Muyu to participate in the Minshan Sword Meeting.

It's just that his face was ugly at this time, not because of Lin Suixin's random arrangement, but because of Gong Muyu's reaction at this time.

Although Ding Ning had shown extremely strong combat power before this, especially the use of sword moves and the control of timing were even more shocking, Gong Muyu's True Yuan cultivation was slightly higher than Ding Ning's, and in his eyes, it was not impossible to fight, so he would never panic when he heard that his opponent was Ding Ning.

What's more, there are only forty-five students who have passed the first level of the Sea of Thorns in front of him, and now that Lin Suixin said that he had a bye in the first round, as long as he can defeat Ding Ning, Gong Muyu can already enter the final top twelve.

As long as he can rank in the last top ten, he can be allowed to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study, in the eyes of this Donghao Sword Sect's slender, Gong Muyu has obtained an unprecedented good opportunity, as long as he can grasp such an opportunity, he can even change the fate of his life, but Gong Muyu's performance is really disappointing to him, and his heart is cold before he fights, such a cultivator will definitely not be able to become a truly powerful sword master, and will only become a stepping stone on the road to fame for others.

"Do you see clearly?"

In an unspeakable silence, Dugu Bai walked in front of Ding Ning and the others, looked at Ding Ning who was about to appear, nodded, and asked.

Ding Ning also nodded calmly and said, "I can see clearly." ”

Listening to such a simple conversation between the two people, Zhang Yi's body was unconsciously shocked, and he exclaimed: "Brother Dugu, it turns out that you just had that sword..."

Dugu Bai glanced at Zhang Yi and smiled slightly, which can be regarded as a default.

"Awesome. ”

Xu Lianhua frowned, unwilling to admit it, but she had to admit it and spit out two words.

Xia Wan and Xie Rou and the others on one side couldn't help but take a deep breath, and some admiration surged out of their hearts again.

They also reacted completely at this time, Fang Dugubai's sword was not only to stand up and express their attitude, but also to force all the students at the end of the shed to resist with their swords.

Rushing out of the sword without preparation can expose more things, Dugu Bai has done this, but Ding Ning has long realized this and saw what he needs.

Dugu Bai and Ding Ning are undoubtedly two terrible people.

To their luck and joy, both of them are in their camp.

......

Ding Ning began to move.

All eyes were on the silent boy again.

The vague smile on the corner of Lin Suixin's mouth had long since disappeared, and he had regained his expressionless appearance, but when Ding Ning walked into the field marked by the sword marks, he suddenly spoke again and said slowly: "The winner of your game will have a bye in the next round." ”

"What!"

An exclamation sounded like a tidal wave.

This exclamation was even louder than the exclamation when Dugu Bai cast that violent sword before.

"How can this be!"

One of the candidates couldn't help but scream angrily.

The winner of this round of competition can already enter the top twelve, and if he has a bye, he will directly enter the top six, and he can already obtain the qualification to enter the cultivation of the Minshan Sword Sect.

"Why can't this be?"

Lin Suixin turned his head, there was still no expression on his face, but there was a playful look in his eyes: "After the second round, not only their byes, but many people will have byes." ”

After a pause, he seemed to see what many people were thinking at this time, and said with a slight mockery: "Do you think I will let you decide the top six first, and then those who lose will arrange a competition to determine the four? Where do I have so much leisure to watch the loser's game again, naturally I will directly arrange it in the process of this competition to make up the last ten winners." ”

Hearing the word "make up" in his words, many candidates were even more angry, but no one dared to ask again.

Because no one can change Lin Suixin's randomness, who are the next few byes are drawn from Lin Suixin's hands, and Lin Suixin can let whoever he wants to fight more.

"I don't even have the courage to express my anger, so how can I be qualified to be called a disciple of my Minshan Sword Sect. ”

Looking at the appearance of these Xuan Xuan who were so angry that their faces were flushed and they didn't dare to speak out, Lin Suixin shook his head expressionlessly, and at the same time said this sentence coldly in his heart, then turned his head, looked at Ding Ning and Gong Muyu and said, "You can start." ”

Listening to Lin Suixin's words, Gong Muyu's face floated a sickly bright red. Although he was a little afraid of Ding Ning's strength, Lin Suixin's words gave him a great stimulus, as long as he won this one, just to fight this one during the entire sword test, he could directly obtain the qualification to enter the cultivation of the Minshan Sword Sect!

Compared with the excitement and excitement in Gong Muyu's heart, Ding Ning was still absolutely calm.

All he wants is the first place, and it doesn't make much difference for him to finish in the top 10 earlier and in the top 10 later.

Since Lin Suixin wanted this sword test to be more interesting, he made it more interesting.

"Please. ”

Therefore, without the slightest superfluous movement, he raised the sword of the last flower, put the sword in his chest, and watched Gong Muyu say this word calmly.

Gong Muyu hesitated slightly, and then let out a loud roar, and took out his sword.

The true yuan in his body poured into the golden scabbard along his left hand, and before his right hand could touch the hilt, the entire sword had already jumped out of the scabbard.

The scabbard of his sword was a dazzling golden yellow, the hilt was also a golden yellow, and the blade that jumped out of the scabbard was also a dazzling golden yellow.

The body of the sword, which exudes a dazzling golden yellow brilliance, is covered with python patterns, and this sword is the golden python sword, the suzerain sword of the former Handi Golden Python Palace.

This sword is a little bigger than the ordinary sword, and it is a domineering path in itself, and after a slight hesitation at the beginning, in the face of the huge temptation of directly entering the top ten, Gong Muyu was also inspired to fight bravely, when his right hand held the hilt of the sword, the true yuan in his body instantly shifted direction, from the meridians on the left side of his body to the meridians on the right, his body made a dull roar, and the sword in his hand was gushing out of thousands of golden lights, and in his hands directly turned into a round of newborn Haori.

This is one of the most powerful secret sword sword styles in the Donghao Sword Sutra, "Hao Sun Rising East".

Looking at this round of Hao Ri rising in Gong Muyu's hand, the face of the master of the Donghao Sword Sect was slightly pale, at least the sword intent of this sword was full, and there was not much to find fault with, and in his eyes, it was also a good choice to use this sword at this time.

Offense is the best defense, and although the power of this sword is strong, the sword intent is only a slow upward trend, and the force is not exhausted, leaving a room at any time.

However, in the next moment, the eyes of this Donghao Sword Sect master and many other cultivation ground masters were completely filled with a look of astonishment.

Because at this time, Ding Ning had already taken out his sword.

As the remnant sword in his hand swung forward, a fine sword light ignited upwards like wildfire.

Even Zhang Yi's eyes widened in shock, not understanding what his "little junior brother" was doing now.

What Ding Ning displayed at this time turned out to be a type of "wildfire burning the plain" in the Wildfire Sword Sutra.

This style is naturally a sword style with dense sword momentum and strong defensive ability, but everyone can clearly perceive it at this time that Ding Ning's true yuan strength is slightly weaker than Gong Muyu's, and such an ordinary sword style seems impossible to block Gong Muyu's sword.

When a clear impact sounded.

The sun-like sword glow and the dense wildfire reflected each other, and the two swords had officially struck each other.

Gong Muyu's pupils were also instantly filled with an incomprehensible look.

The impact transmitted along the sword body to the hilt of the sword was extremely clear to remind him of the difference in strength between the two swords, and it was impossible for Ding Ning to block the advance of his sword, but since he couldn't stop it, why did Ding Ning choose such a sword style to deal with it?

Could it be just a mistake in judgment, could it be that Ding Ning's ability was only deified in his feelings because of his previous performance, in fact, he didn't have that strong ability at all?

Gong Muyu couldn't understand it at all.

It's just that Ding Ning can't have time to change any sword style, every tiny flesh and blood fiber in his body is trembling, and he wants him to stab this sword into Ding Ning's chest.

His breathing came to a complete halt, and more glow ignited on the sword in his hand, and he struggled forward.

In the small space, there were several crisp metal crashes.

The remnant sword in Ding Ning's hand couldn't resist the power emitted from the golden python sword, and it was swung away to the side, and the powerful impact force even made his body a little unstable, and he took two steps back.

Gong Muyu's sword intent was already vividly displayed, and the tip of the sword pierced into the phantom of the remnant sword in Ding Ning's hand, and was about to pierce into Ding Ning's chest.

However, at this moment, a feeling of disbelief and absurdity welled up in everyone's hearts.

Because at this moment, the crimson long worm that had been curled up behind Ding Ning was picked up by Ding Ning on tiptoe while retreating.

Then Ding Ning's left hand landed on its neck, as if he was carrying a sword upside down, grabbed its head, and directly faced Gong Muyu's sword.

This Xuanjing insect never thought that such a thing would happen, feeling the oncoming sharp sword intent, it trembled with fear, almost subconsciously, desperately spurting the accumulated power in its body out of its mouth.

Gong Muyu's breathing completely stopped, and his body stiffened.

"Poof".

He saw a bitter cold current erupt from the mouth of the crimson worm and rush at his sword.

The power of this cold current was not too strong for him, but most of the power of his sword had been eliminated by Ding Ning's sword style, and at this time, the sword intent was at the end, and it was impossible to regenerate the power.

So he couldn't stop it.

He was horrified to see his sword swing upward.

An irresistible force followed, causing his sword-wielding arm to rise upward.

"Ka..."

There was a slight icing sound in the air.

The cold current that slammed into his sword condensed into a crystal ice edge in the air.

Ding Ning calmly grabbed the crimson long worm and continued to stretch forward.

This crystal ice edge pierced Gong Muyu's chest.

Hot blood squirted out along the edge of the ice edge.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Lin Suixin was stunned, he didn't expect such a picture to appear.