Gu Xichun's lips were pursed like threads, and a strange flush appeared in his eyes again, he looked at Ding Ning from a distance, but he couldn't understand Ding Ning's thoughts at all.

"Why are you doing this?"

Li Xixing couldn't understand Ding Ning's thoughts at this time, he stepped forward and asked Ding Ning sharply.

Ding Ning didn't answer his words, just turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, who was completely stunned, as if talking to himself, as if he was talking to Zhang Yi, and said softly: "Since you want to do it, you have to do it thoroughly." ”

"I should thank you instead. ”

Before Li Xixing spoke again, Ding Ning glanced at him, Dugu Bai and the others, and then said, "Without you, I wouldn't have entered the last top ten so easily. ”

Hearing his words, Li Xixing and Dugu Bai breathed at the same time, and the two of them intuitively felt that Ding Ning's words contained a deep meaning, but this meaning was separated by a layer of fog, and the two seemed to be able to see it vaguely, but they couldn't grasp it.

Ding Ning didn't say anything more and walked towards the empty space ahead.

Duanmu Jingzong squinted slightly, his body showed the flowing breath of True Yuan for the first time, and in the next moment, his body was like a catkins blown by the wind, easily falling more than a dozen zhang away, waiting for Ding Ning to walk in front of him.

He was the only one in the audience who no longer thought about why Ding Ning did this.

His gas has always been very small.

So he just imagined that he killed Li Xixing's dog back then, and killed Ding Ning with his own hands.

"I just hope you don't throw in the towel before you fall. ”

Looking at Ding Ning, who walked across from him, he said expressionlessly.

Ding Ning didn't think about the meaning of this sentence, but just lifted the remnant sword of the last flower and said, "Then what are you waiting for?"

The teachers of many cultivation sites frowned deeply.

At this moment, Ding Ning didn't even want the rest time given by Lin Suixin.

Duanmu Jingzong took a deep breath and raised his head.

He has no sword in his hand.

Nor did anyone see where his sword was.

With a chilling glow in his eyes, he began to exhale.

At this time, it was already summer, and no one would breathe normally with white gas like in winter, but as he exhaled, two white gases shot out of his nostrils.

Then he glanced at Ding Ning.

Just by looking at it, the two puffs of white gas emanating from his nostrils left several afterimages in the air in front of him.

A snort broke through the air and sounded sharply.

The two white gases in his nostrils disappeared, but a real crystal sword light gushed out of the air, shooting at a terrifying speed between Ding Ning's eyebrows!

Countless shocking voices suddenly sounded in the audience.

Everyone could see that this was a sword talisman technique, drawing a talisman with sword qi, attracting the heaven and earth Yuan Qi to gather the true sword intent to attack the other party, but Duanmu Jingzong actually used the true yuan and vitality in his body to perform such a method in the breath!

In the shocked voice, there was a sudden crisp click, followed by a real chill.

The cultivators in the valley found that the voice was coming from in front of Ding Ning.

The last flower remnant sword in Ding Ning's right hand had not moved, and the white thin flower that was representative of the end flower remnant sword had not even bloomed on it, but the crystal sword that fell between his eyebrows had already shattered.

The shattered crystal sword light shot back into the air in front of his eyebrows like countless tiny stars, and then turned into small crystalline air currents, and around these subtle stars and air currents, there was a deep black cloud surging, and countless cold black lines began to sputter out from the edges.

The teachers of many cultivation sites reacted extremely quickly, and their eyes involuntarily fell to Ding Ning's left hand.

Although Ding Ning's rise in Changling was extremely astonishing, and many of his cultivation things were more secretive than those of the other young talents in Changling, many cultivators still knew that Ding Ning had obtained some inheritance from the ancestors of the Zhou family in the Zhou Family's Ink Garden, and that Ding Ning had mastered that kind of powerful condensation method.

Duanmu Jingzong's pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of surprise first appeared in his eyes, and then, all of them turned into strange screams, an unbelievable strange scream, which burst out from between his lips and teeth when his sword shattered.

At this time, the gaze of those cultivators who reacted the fastest had not yet landed on Ding Ning's left hand.

A violent tide rang out in the air!

The black tide poured out from between Ding Ning's fingers!

The cold sword qi that had accumulated in Ding Ning's meridians poured out of Ding Ning's body at this time, forming a terrifying frenzy!

Dozens of cold sword qi rushed out at one time, and all of them rushed towards the screaming Duanmu Pure Sect!

Almost all of them stopped breathing completely.

At this time, the weather was slightly hot and dry, and there were even toads singing in the mountains and forests from time to time, but the valley became cold and biting because of this violent black tide!

......

Duanmu Jingzong's pupils contracted into a tiny black dot, and with this strange scream, his right hand rose upward, and the sleeve of his right hand directly shattered into countless flying fragments, and circles of purple-red sword light flew out around his fair and slender arm.

Everyone saw his sword.

It was a strange soft fuchsia sword, and before he could breathe, it lurked in his sleeve like a poisonous snake, wrapped around his arm.

At this time, as the purple-red sword light flew out, this soft sword, which originally exuded some cold and cunning intent, also exuded a violent aura like thunder at the same time.

In the circle of sword light generated around his arm, there was a strong surge of heaven and earth vitality, and the thunderclouds of the Dao Dao were swirling.

The thunderclouds expanded rapidly, like the flying ribbons wrapped around the body of the flying fairy in the picture book.

In just an instant, a violent thundercloud curtain was formed in front of the furious black tide.

Dozens of heart-pounding cracks rang out at the same time.

Dozens of cold black clouds were generated in the furious thunder at the same time, exuding a terrifying aura outward.

At this time, Ding Ning's figure had disappeared from the same place.

There were still remnants of tiny white flowers in the air.

In the air between Ding Ning and Duanmu Jingzong, it was like a flower scattered by a heavenly maiden still fluttering.

Ding Ning's figure had already appeared in the rippling black clouds.

In the thunder light that had not completely dissipated, several faint cyan rays of light lit up, so fast that even the pupils could hardly catch it.

Duanmu Jingzong let out another strange scream, and the purple-red soft sword in his hand nodded frantically like a poisonous snake.

Wherever the tip of his sword went, it was the dark blue light that flashed, and several dazzling sparks burst out in an instant.

Ding Ning continued to move forward.

The faint cyan light continued to flash around Duanmu Jingzong's body.

Duanmu Jingzong kept screaming and retreated.

The frequency of the vibrations in his wrist seemed to grow faster and faster, so much so that the fuchsia soft sword in his hand trembled as if more and more poisonous snakes were flying in the air around him.

However, all these purple-red snake shadows could only be three feet in front of him.

He couldn't even hand his sword forward!

"What kind of sword pose is this!"

Because it was too fast, when Duanmu Jingzong had already taken more than ten steps back, and the golden flames around him had already shone into a piece, several candidates made a shocked sound.

"Aurora Sword Sutra. ”

"The fastest sword warp on the second sword tire. ”

Jing Liuli squinted her eyes slightly and muttered to herself. This time it wasn't just her voice that was cold, but her face was also cold.

"In such a short period of time, he even understood the Aurora Sword Sutra of the Zhao Palace?"

Seeing that Ding Ning was using the sword style so fast that he couldn't see the sword body at this time, Jing Liuli was naturally not alone, and the teachers of these cultivation places were so shocked that their bodies were a little numb, and their hands, which were usually extremely stable, even began to tremble a little.

Pan Ruoye's breathing also stopped completely.

She was one of the highest cultivators in this intermittent cultivation, but she had not yet seen the true true cultivation of the Duanmu Pure Sect.

Because Duanmu Jingzong didn't have the opportunity to show his true true Yuan cultivation at all!

Ding Ning is at most the peak of the three realms, and he has not entered the four realms, and the true yuan cultivation of the Duanmu Pure Sect must far surpass Ding Ning, but at the beginning, he was directly suppressed by Ding Ning and lost the opportunity.

Even the flow of Zhenyuan was not smooth, and even the sword in his hand could not be handed forward to launch a counterattack, and everyone could see that Duanmu Jingzong could not be faster.

"Can you go any faster?"

However, at this moment, everyone saw Ding Ning speak, and then Ding Ning's unique calm voice sounded in their ears.