"An elixir to improve cultivation... Such a sword... How many secrets are still hidden in your body!" Su Qin laughed frantically.

Ding Ning said calmly: "This has nothing to do with you, the key is that your hand with the sword is now useless, I can see that you are born left-handed, so even if you change to your right hand to refine the sword, your natural disadvantage will make your sword very mediocre." ”

Su Qin's smile all disappeared, and his face began to turn whiter than the grimace in the picture.

A division commander of the Qingteng Sword Academy hurriedly walked out of the vine forest and swept towards Su Qin with a medicine box.

"Don't come near me!"

However, before he could really get closer, Su Qin looked at his bloodied left hand, but like a wounded beast, he let out a hysterical roar at the division commander of the Qingteng Sword Academy.

The division leader of the Qingteng Sword Academy paused and frowned.

He was closer to the battlefield than the people on the viewing platform, so he could see what was happening here more clearly.

"Not to mention that you did it yourself. ”

He looked at Su Qin, who was completely out of control, with a cold look in his eyes, and sneered: "From today onwards, do you think you are still the genius who needs to make many people in the sect revolve around you?"

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Su Qin, who was still dripping blood on his hands, and turned around and walked towards the place where Nangong Caishu and Liu Yangguang were fighting.

Liu Yangon had already lowered his sword.

Originally, he still had the strength to resist Nangong Caishu's several swords, but at this moment, seeing that the battle between Ding Ning and Su Qin was over, the little courage left in his body had disappeared.

"I throw in the towel. ”

He lowered his head and said to Nangong Caishu.

"Little junior brother... Su Qin..."

Zhang Yi didn't expect such a situation at all, he didn't want Ding Ning to suffer any damage, so he just desperately exported the true yuan, wanting to get rid of the entanglement of ink dust as soon as possible, but because of his own generous temperament, he really didn't want to see Su Qin's bleak result.

He knew very well that falling from a genius to a waste material that was not even as good as an ordinary cultivator was the most severe punishment for a cultivator.

......

The outcome of this battle was so unexpected that even Mochen stopped.

In his sight, Su Qin, who was heroic in the past and seemed to have everything under his control, and Su Qin, who is now like a ghost, are completely like people from two worlds.

He lowered his head and saw the sword in his hand.

The self who has the Xue Pu Sword and the previous self are also two completely different people.

Just gave Xue Pu the sword to his own person, hoping that he could prevent Ding Ning's victory.

So now that Su Qin is defeated and Liu Yangguang is defeated, it seems impossible for him to defeat Zhang Yi, which will have any impact on the final result, but he still feels that he must do something.

So he looked up.

While Zhang Yi was still worrying about how this was good and whether there was any possibility of healing Su Qin's arm, his body had already turned into a violent wind, which swept past Zhang Yi and rushed towards Ding Ning.

Almost everyone didn't expect that when the outcome was already decided, Mo Chen would make such a move, so even the division commander of the Qingteng Sword Academy on the side was stunned.

"You!"

Zhang Yi was obviously stunned, he couldn't understand why Mochen did this.

"It's not good for you to do this. ”

But he would never allow Mo Chen to cause any harm to Ding Ning, and the moment such a voice sounded, his entire body also turned into a violent wind.

With the strong winds came torrential rain.

The long sword in his hand was as warm as jade, and at this moment, countless sword shadows turned into a torrential rain, catching up with the ink dust from behind, and enveloping the ink dust.

Mo Chen's eyes darkened.

He didn't draw another sword.

Because of Zhang Yi's sword, he understood that what Zhang Yi said at the beginning was true, Zhang Yi was much faster than him, and it was impossible for him to get rid of Zhang Yi and pose any threat to Ding Ning.

Countless torrential rain of sword qi sprinkled around him, shattering countless fallen leaves on the ground around him.

Zhang Yi put away his sword, but the figure fell in front of him.

"It's the Bashan Night Rain Sword... Rain sprinkles plantains!"

On the viewing platform, Di Qingmei frowned, turned his head to look at Xue Wangxu, and said softly: "This is in the early years of Yuanwu, this is a sword scripture that must be burned. ”

Xue Wangxu looked at him and smiled slightly, with a hint of arrogance that could not be concealed, "There are still a lot of such sword scriptures in the scripture scroll cave of the Aries Cave. ”

"I don't think you're right, but I have to admit that even as an opponent, you're a respectable opponent. Di Qingmei turned his head and sighed lightly.

Su Qin's crazy gaze landed on the countless fine holes on the ground.

Feeling the speed and power of Zhang Yi's sword, he finally understood that Zhang Yi's humility on weekdays was real humility.

Thinking that if it was a fair duel, it would be impossible for him to defeat even Zhang Yi, he laughed again, his laughter was extremely sad, and his expression was extremely weird.

......

Zhang Yi frowned, he originally wanted to say something, but when he looked at the ink dust that lowered his head and removed the order on his body, he closed his mouth, his face returned to gentleness, and he didn't say anything more.

However, Ding Ning was not as merciful as he was.

The Xue Pu Sword in Mo Chen's hand and his last move made him understand a lot of things in an instant.

"Did Liling-jun buy you with this Xuepu sword?"

He looked at Mo Chen mockingly, "So you die for your confidant, even at this time, you want to fight and see if you can kick me out of the top three?"

Mo Chen was silent.

"The Xue Pu Sword may be as important to you as your life, but for a character like Lilingjun, it can only be regarded as a relatively exquisite ornament. To use such a means to deal with a liquor shop boy who does not pose a threat to him at all... Don't think of him too nicely, he's not that sublime at all. Ding Ning looked at him and sneered sarcastically: "I'm sorry to tell him that if you provoke an opponent like me, I will definitely make him regret it in the future." ”

Zhang Yi, who was between him and Mochen, heard Ding Ning's words clearly, his brows that had just been loosened furrowed again, and he turned around and persuaded him worriedly: "Little junior brother, Lilingjun is naturally wrong, but it doesn't mean anything if you are quick to speak for a while." ”

Ding Ning said calmly: "There is a fast word in the fast tongue, and when some words are spoken, it will make you feel comfortable and happy, this is the meaning." ”

"Little junior brother, this truth seems to be a little wrong. Zhang Yi said softly in a depressed voice: "But I can't convince you." ”

"My life doesn't make sense. ”

Ding Ning raised his head, looked at the morning sun, which seemed a little warm and not so dazzling in the late autumn, and whispered in his heart, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The sacrificial sword trial is an important step for him now after being exposed to the sun of Changling.

This step could finally be completed as he expected, and many of the traces on the wall of the sycamore house could be erased more quickly.

The viewing platform also became calm again.

Behind Ding Ning, there were countless sneering sounds from the vines that stretched across the city wall.

Many thick vines swam like water snakes, and countless vines withered.

Fallen leaves fly, vine walls disappear.

In front of Ding Ning, Zhang Yi, and Nangong Caishu, a flat passage appeared.

At the exit of the sacrificial sword canyon at the end of the passage, there is a high platform, and on the three dead vine pillars on the high platform, three pieces of green fat jade amber are placed respectively.

"Let's go. ”

Looking at Nangong Caishu, who had already treated his wounds, and Zhang Yi, who still had a worried face, Ding Ning began to walk towards the high platform.

It was only at this time that all the people on the viewing platform who were shocked by his sword completely reacted, and this half-day master of the wine shop who refined qi in January really became the ultimate winner.

The golden sunlight shone on his back, and his back on the flat avenue covered with countless yellow leaves looked incomparably brilliant at this time.

However, for some reason, looking at the broken sword on his waist, and looking at his overly calm posture at this time, Xie Rou's eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly.

She inexplicably felt that every step taken by his thin body seemed to be extremely difficult.

Xie Changsheng beside her didn't have so many feelings.

Thinking that the "brother-in-law" who had shouted so much was so competitive and incredible, his face was also full of brilliant brilliance.

He turned around and bowed to Gu Xichun, who had no expression on his face, and couldn't hide his smugness: "In the end, I still want to thank you." ”

"I hope you will say more about his inability when you are in the Minshan Sword Meeting. ”

Then, he said this to Gu Xichun, who turned into a statue in the sun.

Li Daoji's face did not change, but his heart was also extremely satisfied.