Any swordsmanship, including flying swords, will have the most reasonable response to the sword momentum in the face of the opponent's various blades and different ways of attacking.

Picking, plucking, teasing, stabbing, chopping, dragging, knocking, shocking... The sword moves composed of various sword methods are practiced in ordinary times, and when faced with attacks, they will naturally use the most reasonable move to deal with them, and the most effective way to kill the enemy, and it will not hinder their next sword counterattack.

However, there is a big difference in the things that the various sword scriptures focus on, for example, the common horse cutting sword technique and the heavy stone sword scripture in the Great Qin army only pursue the power of one sword, and the wind chasing sword technique pursues the absolute speed of stabbing when attacking. The different emphasis has resulted in the simplicity and complexity of the swordsmanship recorded in the various sword scriptures.

The Wildfire Sword Sutra is a very unpopular sword scripture, and not many people practice it, so the masked man in black sitting on the cold steps doesn't recognize it, but he can see that there are many aspects that this sword technique focuses on, and each sword hand has five or six different changes in dealing with the opponent's various offensive methods, as well as many changes that can bring out the follow-up.

This makes the sword moves of this sword technique extremely dense and complex, and in a small area, it is like a field of weeds that is always expanding, and then there is a wildfire rising out of it at any time to hurt people.

However, sometimes the cumbersome swordsmanship is not simple and direct enough, it is not hearty enough in terms of power, the speed and power are very insufficient, and the most important thing is that the more cumbersome it is, the more difficult it is to master.

Some sword techniques regardless of the opponent's attack, just slash with one sword, and the Wildfire Sword Sutra, this kind of sword scripture, in the face of the opponent's sword horizontal slash, when you break through, I am afraid that there are at least five or six different ways to deal with it, sometimes there are too many means of response, but you will hesitate, but you will think about which one to use, and it will also make people think about what kind of sword momentum they want to follow next after using that one.

At this time, the reason why Ding Ning won the heartfelt admiration of the masked man in black was because his sword moves did not have any hesitation or any dragging.

is obviously good at defense, and the complicated swordsmanship of counterattacking weaker, in his hands, it actually has a bit of a fierce killing.

According to the news obtained by this masked black-clothed man, it had only been more than twenty days since this young man in the wine shop entered the Aries Cave to practice, and he could have such an understanding of such a complicated sword scripture, even the vast majority of the new disciples of the Minshan Sword Sect and the Lingxu Sword Sect were afraid that it would be difficult for them to do so.

It's just that the more admirable the talent of this young man in the liquor shop is, the more he must die here today.

Ding Ning's lips pursed, and the remnant sword in his hand slashed through the throat of the person in front of him without pity.

The man had just waved a ***, and the sudden loss of air and blood in his throat made the person suddenly unable to breathe, and he couldn't even scream and fell forward.

Since then, six people have fallen around him.

It's just that this kind of fierce battle is a heavy burden on his cultivation and body at this time.

His breath was already burning.

In the night sky above him, more than a dozen stray lights suddenly appeared.

His feet jerked, and he exerted force again, and his thin body passed through the armpit of a person in front of him like lightning, and the remnant sword in his right hand swept through it with his backhand, cutting a huge wound on the man's waist.

In the darkness, the assassin let out a beastly howl.

Because of this sword, the movement of his entire body stopped.

It was this pause, more than ten miscellaneous lights fell, puff and puff, and more than ten arrows pierced his body fiercely, bringing out more than ten clouds of blood mist.

Seven people fell in an instant, and even the dozen or so assassins at the back of the alley turned extremely pale, and their feet were a little difficult to move.

"He also said that he was an iron-blooded man who was used to seeing big scenes, so he was afraid of being killed, and he was not as good as an ordinary soldier of the Qin army, a bandit is a bandit, and he can't get on the stage. ”

The masked man in a bun stood up muttering to himself.

At the moment when he stood up, Ding Ning felt something strange, in the darkness, the eyes of the masked man in black began to emit a jewel-like brilliance, and even his skin began to shine like fireflies.

Ding Ning's body became a little stiff, his heart beat violently, and he knew that the truly terrifying enemy had finally appeared.

The moment the masked man in black began to move, all the Assassins who had previously blocked the alley with long pennies in their hands retreated, except for those who were lying on the ground and could no longer get up.

The black-clothed masked man crossed the retreating number of people, and was facing Ding Ning, who stopped on the ground and began to breathe, his mocking gaze swept over the corpses around Ding Ning's body, and said seriously: "Such a ruthless method, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that it was from a cultivator who had only started cultivating for less than a month." ”

Ding Ning lowered the sword in his right hand, letting the blood on the sword drip down the cracks, he adjusted his breathing, calmly looked at the black-clothed masked man and asked, "Who are you?"

"You're sure to know who wanted to kill you, but unfortunately I don't have anything to say. If these people can kill you, then I can just sit there and watch and get the same price. The masked man in black smiled, "I'm just the one who came to kill you." ”

Ding Ning didn't say anything more, because the masked man in black had already started to move again.

No matter why the other person is interested in saying these two words to himself, it is clear that the other person will not waste any time.

He took a deep breath and didn't manage to escape, because facing a cultivator who had already reached the True Yuan Realm, running away would only make him die faster.

The eyes of the black-clothed masked man tended to be absolutely calm and solemn, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

His steps were steady, and he seemed to have the same frequency, but his figure was getting faster and faster, and when the third step was raised, his feet were completely off the ground, and the whole person flew forward.

The black-clothed masked man's right hand moved slightly, and a surging Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi poured out from his body, making his entire sleeve seem to burst open, but in the next moment, there was no reflection of any blade in his hand.

He had his hands empty, and there was no sword at his waist, nor a sword on his back.

A thin piece of yellow paper flew out of his sleeve.

Seeing such a fluttering piece of yellow paper, Ding Ning's eyes suddenly narrowed, a chill surged from the depths of his heart, his feet were wrong, and his whole body retreated as fast as possible, at the same time, the remnant sword in his hand continued to slap forward, slapping forward sharply, and draining the air in front of him as much as possible.

Countless dark green horizontal sword shadows were formed in front of him like rows of miscellaneous tree branches.

The thin yellow paper that flew out of the sleeve of the black-clothed masked man snorted softly in the air and scattered into countless tiny ashes.

These ashes spread outward, and the trajectory brought out by the True Yuan contained inside burned violently in an instant, instantly forming a terrifying fire mass with a diameter of a few feet.

Ding Ning closed his eyes, and his left hand also landed on the hilt of the sword, and at this moment he took another sword shadow forward.

There was a bang.

The cold streets and alleys were filled with endless dryness, and countless scattered flames flew out of the air for several feet, and then disappeared completely and strangely.

Ding Ning's whole person flew out upside down behind the cracked fire.

Countless scorched black holes appeared in the robe of the Aries Cave on his body in an instant, and even several scorch marks appeared on his immature face.

The jaws of his hands were torn apart, and blood flowed down the hilt of his sword.

However, there was no panic on his face.

Looking at Ding Ning, who was still holding the sword in his hand tightly, the masked black-haired man frowned slightly.

This blow did not directly kill Ding Ning, it had already exceeded his maximum estimate.

At this moment, he didn't want to have any more accidents, so he took a deep breath, and the true yuan in his body poured out again.

In the sleeve of his right hand, a piece of yellow paper flew out again.

This thin piece of yellow paper did not appear weightless like the first piece of yellow paper, nor did it disappear directly, on the contrary, this piece of yellow paper fell to the ground in front of it like an incomparably heavy gold brick.

There was a muffled thumping sound.

Dozens of bluestones on the ground suddenly cracked, and the soil on the ground exploded, and each piece of bluestone and soil was injected with the vitality of heaven and earth, and they all became extremely heavy, and they all jumped up and pressed towards Ding Ning.

The remnant sword in Ding Ning's hand turned into a sword shadow again.

Picking, chipping, chopping, chopping... All kinds of sword methods formed a dense sword momentum in front of him.

Countless muffled voices rang out.

He took more than ten steps back.

A broken bluestone slammed into his ribs.

With a "poof", a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

The masked black-haired man's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a flash of surprise and shock flashed in his eyes again.

Ding Ning was only injured, but he was able to survive his blow!

"You're no longer good... What are you waiting for... This persistence will only make you more miserable before you die. ”

This kind of complicated emotions caused by the accident made the masked black-haired man's right hand pinch a piece of yellow rune paper again, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Ding Ning still didn't say anything.

He just took a deep breath and raised his sword to his eyebrows.

The coldness between the masked black-haired man's eyebrows made his eyebrows appear to be stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

He let out a low shout, and the eruption of True Yuan and Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in his hand blew out the rune paper in his hand.

The paper disappeared the moment it flew out of his sleeve.

Then the snow began to fall in front of him.

Patches of white snowflakes form in the air.

The edges of each snowflake become sharper and sharper.