This kind of sword move is very ordinary, not good-looking, but it stretches the arm length to the extreme, and anyone who can understand this sword will have an extremely amazing feeling, because Ding Ning has also brought the lightness of this sword to the extreme.

Yuan Wu still wanted to use the method of defeat, which would naturally make up for the use of sword moves, and in terms of seeing and breaking moves, Yuan Wu did not think that he could defeat Ding Ning.

However, at this time, Yuan Wu could be sure that when the tip of the opponent's sword touched his body, no matter how he took out the sword, his sword would not be able to touch Ding Ning's body.

So he only had to dodge, or block the sword.

It is possible that Shen will encounter more continuous sword moves, so Yuan Wu shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand shook a sword flower, smashing Ding Ning's sword.

Ding Ning shook his head gently.

The sword flower that Yuan Wu shook slashed through was only the afterimage of the sword in his hand when it was withdrawn.

Ding Ning's body lightly jumped to the left side of Yuan Wu, his body swayed like a willow in the wind, even without the support of Zhen Yuan, the sword in his hand still stabbed four swords in a row, and four sword lights lit up in the air.

The sword is fast enough to deceive human eyes and perception.

These four swords are obviously stabbed out one after another, but at this time, it is impossible to distinguish which sword comes first and which sword comes after.

This is another move from the sword scripture of the Quliu Sword Academy, a second-rate cultivation place in Changling, but everyone didn't expect that such a sword move could be connected to the sword move of the White Ape Sword Sutra, and it was so smooth that it made people feel perfect.

A sword screen lit up in front of Yuan Wu's body.

Yuan Wu's wrist was so flexible that it seemed to be boneless, and his body stood in place without moving, so that the sword in his hand was blocked in front of these four sword lights like a peacock opening the screen.

However, there was still no sound of swords and swords meeting.

His sword still missed.

Ding Ning's body had already swept past his side.

At this moment, Ding Ning's sword did not directly slash at his body, but the tip of the sword had already stirred up a handful of dirt on the ground and threw it at his back.

Yuan Wu's heart suddenly ignited with even more fierce anger, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, twisted his body stiffly, the sword turned with him, and the horizontal sword stopped at this piece of dirt.

However, he didn't stop the dirt.

This piece of earth followed the sword momentum, not straight to the collision, but with a strange rotation, when approaching in front of him, it actually drew an arc, crossed the sword body in front of it, and with a muffled sound, it hit Yuan Wu's chest hard.

An irrepressible exclamation rang out.

Yuan Wu's chest ached, and his breathing stagnated.

Even if it doesn't have any true element, this piece of soil still has a lot of strength on it.

But what made Yuan Wu unbearable more than the pain was the humiliating emotion.

Slightly wet mud splattered across his chest, and a lot of dirt splattered onto his chin and splashed on his face.

Ding Ning was already standing quietly on the ground less than two feet away from him, taking advantage of his poor breathing at this time, slowly adjusting his breathing.

Whether it is in the world of ordinary martial artists or in the world of cultivators, the side that can have time to rest and breathe will naturally have more lasting combat power.

Yuanwu regained his breath.

His breathing couldn't help but feel heavy.

He and Ding Ning only exchanged a few moves, but the sword in his hand couldn't even touch Ding Ning's sword body!

No matter how unconvinced he was, his heart was extremely clear at this time, whether it was the use of sword moves or the experience of this kind of fighting, he could not be compared with Ding Ning.

Ding Ning slowly raised his head.

His gaze crossed Yuan Wu's head and looked at the sky above Changling.

He said softly, "Now you should understand? Some things are not what you think... The world you think of is always far away from the real world. Just as you think you can fight with me, just as you think that without me, you and Zheng Sleeve will become the most perfect heroes and heroines in this world. ”

"But that's not the case. ”

Ding Ning shook his head indifferently, "Even if I entered Changling late, maybe Zheng Sleeve became the queen for the first time, but later, maybe Zheng Sleeve betrayed you and seized your throne, and many things later may not happen as you think." ”

Yuan Wu's sword hand trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"This world is actually very cruel, even if you are wholeheartedly good to others, people may not be wholeheartedly to you, after all, in this life, you are waiting to meet the right person. Ding Ning said softly with a slight mockery: "What's more, you can't even be good to people wholeheartedly, whether it's to friends or to the people you love, you are all this hypocrisy, this entanglement, hypocrisy and entanglement are disgusting." ”

After saying this, Ding Ning took out his sword.

He doesn't have any sympathy for the people he really hates, and he doesn't want to give a good ending.

His sword did not fall on Yuan Wu's body, but on the ground in front of him.

His body, however, was going backwards.

With the continuous stepping of his feet, the tip of the sword continued to slide up and up in the footprints he left behind, and it was provoked upward.

Pieces of dirt continued to fly rapidly with the instigation of his sword, like sword pieces constantly falling towards Yuan Wu's body.

This is very similar to a duel between powerful swordsmen, much like a play in the mud between children, but with the continuous change of the sword path in Ding Ning's hand, these mud chips that were provoked after being stepped on also had different flight trajectories in the air.

Some are as straight as arrows, some are like whirling tiles on the water, some fall from the sky, and some are like flying machines, circling around in the air in a strange way.

Yuan Wu couldn't avoid all these mud chips.

He couldn't have completely ignored these mud flakes and rushed directly to Ding Ning.

The power of the previous batch of soil had already made him understand that it was impossible to keep up with Ding Ning's footsteps and get close to him by forcibly bearing the impact of these soils.

So he took a deep breath and swung his sword to defend it.

However, in the next moment, he had difficulty breathing.

His sword shattered the flying pieces of mud, shattering into dust, obscuring his vision and sending a large amount of dust into his nostrils.

He couldn't help but cough.

A slice of mud cut across his cheek.

A streak of bright blood ran down his cheek.

More pieces of mud fell on him, more wounds appeared on his body, and more blood flowed down.

The initial exclamations on the hill had died down, and the heavens and the earth had fallen completely silent, save for the faint muffled sound of the earth shattering and the tearing of the hard edges of the mud as it cut through clothing and flesh.

Yuan Wu roared, and he began to swing his sword wildly, running wildly towards Ding Ning.

But Ding Ning still calmly flickered and retreated.

At this time, everyone understood Ding Ning's intentions.

He just used some of Changling's simplest sword moves to make Yuan Wu understand a lot of truths, and then he put Yuan Wu in the desperate situation that Wang Jingmeng was in many years ago.

No matter how you fight, you can't get to the real opponent, and you can't even touch the opponent.

Yuan Wu was cut by the most ordinary soil in this world, with a thousand knives.

......

Without the support of True Yuan, the more blood flows, the faster the qi will disappear, and the slower the movements and reactions will be.

Yuan Wu felt that the sun was becoming brighter and brighter, but his eyes were blurred.

A chip of mud cut through his knee.

With a stash of blood splattering with flesh, he could no longer support the balance of his body and knelt down.

(If nothing else, the next thing should be the finale, and I'll try to... Finish writing today. ）