"Except for a duel in which the weak defeated the strong, any other fight is bullying and shameless. ”

Ding Ning said this, and blood was sprinkled on his body, but he didn't notice it, just calmly looked at the night sky.

Looking at his expression, no one would have thought that just one of the Seven Realms Grandmaster would die under such a simple sneak attack.

Fusu was uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak.

Because Ding Ning made a lot of sense.

There are too many night demon apes, filling the sky I don't know how many, plus there are Seven Realm Grandmasters hiding in them, such a battle is inherently unfair, not to mention that the Seven Realms Grandmaster sneak attack first.

The night demon ape circled angrily, and kept pounced.

They converged more and more in a space of dozens of zhang, and the density became larger and larger, forming a black tornado hurricane around Ding Ning, Changsun Qianxue and others, and the black hurricane was full of red eyes and white fangs.

Eldest Sun Qianxue's movements are extremely stable and concise, without any superfluity, using Zhenyuan to the extreme, every time she swings her sword, she will bring up dozens of transparent and pure sword qi, breaking through the air and cutting through the night demon ape that fell at the first time.

These black hurricanes circled outside her, Ding Ning and the others, but there was no way to really pose a threat, only waves of blood formed by broken flesh and blood continued to generate, circulating like red streamers in the swirling air.

In the center of the hurricane, there was a foul smell, and the air was swept up, making it difficult for Ding Ning and the others to breathe.

But at this moment, a fresh breeze came, and the black hurricane swayed outward, expanding a little, and a cultivator in a green shirt floated down.

"Yan Jing of Chongtian Sword Academy, I want to ask Mr. to fight, if I win, then please let the prince leave. ”

This is obviously a Seven Realms Grandmaster, his hair is very messy, and his clothes are not kempt, but his eyes are extremely bright and transparent, he looks at the serious bowing and saluting, and the humble figure looks very strange but respectful in the picture of countless night demon apes circling outside his body, when he says such words, a large amount of vitality gushes out of his body, not into killing intent, but pure release.

The powerful aura on his body kept falling.

This is not a real depravity, but it is really by releasing the true yuan and heaven and earth yuan qi in his body, his true yuan power has been reduced to the level of only the six realms.

The grandmaster's tone was also extremely humble, and he used the word "ask", but this is exactly the case, if Ding Ning was the rebirth of that person back then, no one in the world could be proud in front of him.

With the power of the same Six Realms, even if Ding Ning had been seriously injured, with the perfect sword intent he had shown before, the chances of this cultivator from the Chongtian Sword Academy winning were very slim.

However, for this cultivator, this was an opportunity to let Fusu leave safely.

Looking at this humble grandmaster, Ding Ning bowed his head and didn't say any superfluous words, just one word, "No!"

There was a certain kind of aura in a simple word that was beyond the reach of the Seven Realms, and the cultivator of the Chongtian Sword Academy suddenly became excited.

He took a deep breath, and a natal sword qi came out of his chest.

A yellow bamboo-like natal sword appeared in his hand, across his chest, and said, "Please." ”

There was a crackling sound of "snort".

His natal sword disappeared from his hand, but in the space between him and Ding Ning, dozens of withered yellow thunder lights suddenly burst out, and the ends of the thunder light even exploded, which seemed to be even more difficult to prevent.

Although his attitude is courteous and humble to the extreme, he is ruthless in his shots, even beyond the usual limits.

Ding Ning is short.

The clumsy body of the Great Torture Sword appeared in his hand, stabbing from the bottom up.

There was a muffled thud, like a bamboo pole hitting a stone under the water.

The withered yellow thunder light all disintegrated, and the yellow bamboo-like natal sword also flew out diagonally, piercing the chest of a night demon ape that couldn't dodge, and then flew out into the night behind.

The body of this Sect Master of the Chongtian Sword Academy turned into a streamer and sped back, his eyes full of horror and disbelief in his pupils, and his left hand clenched his right wrist.

His right wrist had been broken, and the force of the impact on his right arm was still deep into his body, hurting his internal organs.

He knew the sword that Ding Ning had just cast.

This is simply a style of wind lifting sword in his Chongtian Sword Academy!

This was his master's sword move, and its own subtlety could not be compared to the secret sword he had just used, but the other party only broke his sword style with a simple sword style like his master's door at a glance, and a sword hit his sword-holding wrist.

Ding Ning put away his sword and gently swallowed the blood that gushed into his throat.

Fusu's lips trembled slightly, and his face was snow-white, he was not disappointed because he couldn't get out of trouble, but he could also feel what kind of realm Ding Ning's sword represented.

In the sky, there are still several grandmasters who can come with the help of these night demon apes and not cause these night demon apes to attack.

They were all deployed by Empress Zheng Sleeve, some of them came directly from Jiaodong County, and they were the envoys of these night demon apes, but at this time, seeing that Yan Jing of the Chongtian Sword Academy was defeated by Ding Ning's sword, these several grandmasters remained silent and did not immediately join the battle.

The eyes of the Donghu ascetic monk have not yet opened, and together, they may not be the opponents of the eldest grandson Qianxue, Ding Ning and the Donghu ascetic monk at this time.

They need to use these night demon apes to consume more of the power of the Donghu ascetic monk and this eldest lady of the Gongsun family.

......

In the darkness of the night, Sima Co was lying in a warm chariot, his body surrounded by soft brocade mattresses.

A medical officer was careful to look after him.

The train he was in was already retreating, retreating to Yinshan.

The vast majority of the troops of the Great Qin Dynasty also began to retreat in an orderly manner, and under the frantic pursuit of the troops of the Great Chu Dynasty, it was natural that the army behind the mat would stay on this land forever.

In the place where the battle that lured Ding Ning and the others to come before took place, the night owl dressed in black still stayed at the top of that hill.

He looked in the direction the night demon ape was flying to, and in the depths of his eyes there was a fire of hatred that seemed to be scorching his own soul, so that his body would burn to ashes if he didn't go there.

But he was still waiting.

"Your Excellency. ”

In the darkness, one practitioner after another rushed behind him, saluted, and waited with him.

These cultivators all carry heavy sword boxes on their backs.

This sword case is designed to store many swords, and in order to avoid damage caused by the blades hitting each other, the inside is separated by a unique wooden lattice, and the sword body is fixed so that it cannot be moved.

A large number of swords had to be transported, and these swords were often just ordinary standard swords used in the army, and these sword boxes were also used in the army in ordinary times.

However, in the sword boxes on the backs of these cultivators who came at this time, there were constantly all kinds of sounds, and there were sword qi in it that were constantly screaming and admiring, or cheering.