Many of the teachers in the practice sites were shocked beyond words.

Ding Ning's sword is natural, the footwork position, and the timing of the sword are extremely exquisite, not to mention a cultivator who has only been learning swords for a year, even a cultivator who has been immersed in sword dao for decades, just like them, it is difficult to achieve such perfection, and even the vast majority of cultivators in the world cannot achieve such perfection in their lives.

The vast majority of cultivators can't do it in their lifetime, but in the eyes of these cultivators, it has nothing to do with acquired cultivation, nothing to do with family origin, but only talent.

This is a truly peerless talent.

The sword marks were very shallow, and after He Chaoxi landed, there were only some tiny beads of blood oozing out of his skin, but this sword mark seemed to have scratched He Chaoxi's heart.

He stopped, looked at Ding Ning with an unusually pale face, and asked, "How can this be?"

Ding Ning didn't continue to attack, paused to look at him, and said, "Your strongest should be stamina, your stamina is enough for you to drag down many people, but it's useless to me." Because your True Yuan strength and the Sword Sutra you know are too ordinary, no matter how much effort you expend, I don't need to spend any effort to deal with it. ”

All the selected students and the masters of the cultivation place were listening carefully to Ding Ning's words.

The vast majority of them thought that Ding Ning was right.

He Chaoxi's biggest weakness is that the sword style he has mastered is too ordinary compared to the rest of the top talents.

However, all of them thought that what Ding Ning said was simply unreasonable.

Because no matter how ordinary... Judging from He Chaoxi's performance, he was already a cultivator who had entered the Four Realms, and the one he used was already the exquisite sword moves of the Qingteng Sword Academy.

A Four Realm cultivator couldn't force a Three Realm cultivator to use all his strength, and a Three Realm cultivator said that the Four Realm cultivators' True Yuan and Sword Styles were too ordinary, which was simply ridiculous.

At this moment, Ding Ning looked at He Chaoxi, whose face was extremely pale, and then said, "Can your true yuan be stronger?"

The valley was quiet again.

Ding Ning's words were very peaceful, but the vast majority of candidates couldn't say uncomfortable when they heard it.

What Ding Ning said when he fought against Duanmu Jingzong was "Can you be faster?"

Duanmu Jingzong couldn't do it faster, so he lost.

So now Ding Ning's meaning is very clear: if your True Yuan can't be stronger, if you won't be one level higher than the Qingteng Sword Sutra, then you can admit defeat.

In that calm tone, what is revealed at this time is arrogance and wanton burning presumptuousness that does not take the opponent in his eyes.

"I already knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be so strong. ”

Dugu Bai turned his head to look at Zhang Yi, who was stunned, couldn't help but smile, and said, "You still underestimate your junior brother." ”

Zhang Yi was stunned as if he was in a dream and couldn't wake up, he saw Ding Ning's calm posture a lot, but he didn't see the little junior brother who burned like a wildfire.

"I'm going to challenge you next, and I'll let you know that even though Xie Changsheng isn't here, what you say will still be a joke. ”

Only at this moment, Ding Ning had already turned his head slightly, looked at Gu Xichun and said.

Gu Xichun's face suddenly turned cold, and he sneered: "Really?"

"You won't end up with any other ending. ”

Ding Ning glanced at him, then turned his head and slowly raised his sword at He Chaoxi.

Either admit defeat or draw a sword.

He forced He Chaoxi to make a choice with his actions.

He Chaoxi's brain was a little blank.

He subconsciously remembered a sword move, a sword move he had comprehended on the previous sword fetus.

It was a sword move that was far more subtle than the rest of his sword moves.

Of course, he didn't want to admit defeat, so he naturally used this sword move.

A cracking sound of "snort" came from the cyan greatsword in his hand.

The small sword that was the spine of the sword broke away from the sword body again, turning into a cyan meteor with an astonishing speed, shooting directly at Ding Ning's figure, and at the same time, his cyan greatsword swung with a crazy momentum, and the sword qi rotated wildly like the wind blades on some magic weapons, turning into a rotating wind.

The fog in the night sky above suddenly became thicker, and the wind gathered the mist, forming a tornado mixed with many water droplets, which rushed towards Ding Ning like a dragon from all directions.

The true element in He Chaoxi's body had already flowed to the limit, and even when the toxins in his body were almost triggered, his body seemed to begin to glow.

Where the wind blew, the stones on the ground were all blown apart, and He Chaoxi's body was advancing at the same time, and the cyan long sword shone out many shining sword shadows in the wind, like thunder.

This sword is the "Ten Directions Thunderstorm" of the Wei Palace, although it does not have the "Thunder Dragon Sword" of the court swordsman back then, but at this time, it is already amazingly powerful when it is unleashed in the hand of He Chaoxi.

Looking at Ding Ning, whose figures had disappeared in countless gusting winds, many candidates thought that they couldn't catch such a sword.

However, it was only at this moment that a crisp sound sounded in everyone's ears.

Then everyone was shocked to see that a fine white flower suddenly appeared on a wind that was facing He Chaoxi.

He Chaoxi's pupils contracted violently, his breathing came to a complete halt, the wind suddenly dispersed, and Ding Ning's figure broke out of the wind, stabbing at his throat with a sword!

Seeing that his thunderstorm didn't seem to have any effect at all, the chill in He Chaoxi's heart could not be described in words, but at this moment, he still responded beyond his usual limit speed.

The cyan long sword in his hand was violently deflected, and swept towards Ding Ning's sword-holding arm like a flat pole!

Ding Ning suddenly withdrew his sword, and the horizontal sword was blocked.

There was another bang.

Ding Ning fell back miserably like a big bird with folded wings, falling into the countless gusts of wind behind him.

The cyan long sword in He Chaoxi's hand vibrated extremely quickly, emitting a strange hum.

This sword forced Ding Ning back into the chaotic ten-way wind and rain, no matter how he looked at it, it was his victory, but he inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, his breathing stopped again.

A cyan streamer shot out of the scattered wind, snorted, and sank into his belly.

A canopy of blood mist shot out of his abdomen.

He Chaoxi let out a loud roar in shock and a little dazed, and his whole body fell backwards unconsciously.

Countless gasps rang out.

A small cyan handleless sword sank deep into He Chaoxi's abdomen, and the tip of the sword peeked through his broad back.

Blood flowed rapidly along the tip of the sword like many earthworms.

He Chaoxi hung his head.

It was only then that he was sure that the one that had pierced his abdomen was the one that had been shot from his own sword.

Obviously, he still had a lot of qi in his body before taking a few breaths, but as the intense pain continued to flow into his mind from the middle sword, he felt that the qi in his body seemed to be drained in the few steps back.

"How could this be?"

He looked ahead and hissed.

Many cultivators also had such voices in their hearts, they took a deep breath, looking at the thunderstorm that was still rolling in disorder, and even involuntarily showed some awe in their eyes, just like although they were the predecessors of Jing Liuli, they always had some awe in their eyes when they looked at Jing Liuli.

They can figure out why this is happening.

Ding Ning broke this move of the thunderstorm in ten directions, and hit the small sword, slightly changing the trajectory of the small sword, and finally when the horizontal sword blocked, it violently shook the body of the mother sword, making the mother sword's vitality tremble, unable to catch the small sword shot back.

It's just that they can't figure out how Ding Ning can do this.

......

Lin Suixin, who had not had many special expressions, laughed again.

At this time, Ding Ning's voice sounded again, and the sound of the wind reached everyone's ears.

"This is the sword move recorded on the sword fetus, I have seen it all, do you dare to use it?"

"What's more, you're so rusty. ”

"What's more, when I said those words earlier, I knew that you would use the sword moves on the sword tire. ”

As these words sounded, Ding Ning's figure slowly emerged from the wind shadow and reappeared in the sight of the person used.

Everyone's gaze froze.

"Did it take so little time to understand all the sword styles on it?"

A candidate suddenly couldn't help but scream.

"It's nothing to understand. ”

Jing Liuli also took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said to himself: "The key is to understand it, and you can catch some mistakes and omissions of the other party and easily crack it, this is the real ability to use a sword." ”

Ding Ning turned around and looked at Gu Xichun.

Behind him, He Chaoxi sat on the ground in a dejected manner.