Ding Ning clinged to the body of the headless emperor insect and turned around.

His turn led to the headless insect's body, making it like a shield blocking the side of his body.

At the same time, the Remnant Sword in his hand stabbed three times in the corner of the eye of one of the emperor insects in front of him at an astonishing speed.

However, this royal insect did not die immediately, its wounds and mouth were sprayed with blue-yellow blood, and its body shook and bumped as if it were out of its control.

The body of the emperor insect closest to it was slightly unbalanced, and in the next moment, it became a real imbalance, because the sword in Ding Ning's hand had already cut into the root of its hind limb, directly unloading this hind limb.

The single-limbed royal insect had bounced up in a strange frightened posture, and its body collided violently with several royal insects, making a sound similar to walnut cracking.

"He really knows how to use a sword. ”

Jing Liuli looked coldly at Ding Ning, who was rushing to kill in the dust waves, and said this, and then felt that it was not appropriate enough, and added, "He really knows how to fight." ”

Yutai Guanjian was still silent.

After just a few breaths, his brow suddenly furrowed slightly.

A soft snap sounded on Ding Ning's back at this time.

At this time, it was naturally impossible for him to hear such a sound clearly from such a distance, but his eyes immediately caught a cloud of dust and mist bursting on Ding Ning's back, as well as a sharp stone that popped up with some blood.

Ding Ning's movements did not pause in the slightest, but the slight forward leaning of his body made his sting slightly deviate from the original direction, and when it landed on the neck of a royal insect in front of him, it stabbed on the carapace of the neck of this imperial insect.

A thin white light gushed out from the sword body of the last flower sword, and it continued to move forward strongly, directly piercing the carapace and piercing the flesh of this imperial insect.

However, with such a slight difference, Ding Ning's waist brought out a ray of blood.

Two faint blue flames grazed his body, and Ding Ning's body turned into a streamer of light and swept forward to the side, and in an instant, three more imperial insects gushed out of blue and yellow blood.

The real use of the sword refers to the most efficient killing with the sword move, and there is a big difference between a battle with a small number of people and a battle in the middle of an army.

After Ding Ning rushed into the formation of these imperial insects, he adopted the most economical method of hand-to-hand combat, severely injuring the opponent without directly killing the opponent, which was also a common method used by the most experienced cultivators in combat when they were caught in the army.

Some unconscious reaction of the body of the battered opponent before death will disrupt the siege formation and give him some room to move.

However, there were too many of these imperial insects, and Tai Guan Jian felt that even if he suppressed his cultivation to the same extent as Ding Ning, he would have to pay a great price before it was possible to kill all these imperial insects.

What is especially important is that there are many unknowable factors, or elements of luck, that determine the final outcome of this fight.

Many powerful cultivators died in battle formations, not because their true essence was exhausted, but because they stepped on the edge of a broken blade in the dust, or they tripped over something, or even because their speed was too fast, their bodies and some broken armor or the sharp points of the chariot were rubbed.

The cultivator's perception will try to pay attention to the things that are moving in the body, but in such a chaotic and rapid battle, it is impossible to notice the subtle dead objects in the body.

Broken weapons, metal shards, and even sharp rocks and roots of plants that fall into the dust can sometimes become the deadliest threat.

Just like Fang Cai, what hit Ding Ning's back was just a sharp stone splashed at close range after the limbs of a royal insect fell to the ground.

Ding Ning had shown his amazing willpower and made the most perfect response, but he still suffered some injuries.

And such accidents, in a battle like this, will be many.

"He's getting faster and faster. ”

However, at this moment, Jing Liuli spoke again, and her cold voice was full of solemnity, "Or more and more proficient." ”

At this moment, the sword was like an electric shock, and he was worried that he would be in chaos, and he didn't find out this fact with Jing Liuli for the first time - although Ding Ning was stabbed with a sharp stone on his back at this time, and two long blood marks were left on his waist, and blood continued to seep out of them, but the speed at which Ding Ning swung his sword to kill these imperial insects was slightly faster than before.

Although this subtle gap could only be felt by a cultivator of their level, it was something that was indeed happening.

Ding Ning's appearance at this moment is already like those military cultivators who have experienced a hundred battles, but this subtle change reminds the Tangtai Guan Sword that Ding Ning is still going through the process of becoming unfamiliar to proficient.

It's already like this when it's rusty, and it's getting more and more proficient... What kind of Cheng dù will he achieve when he slashes out in this kind of formation?

Yutai Guanjian's face began to slowly turn pale.

"It's hard to put into words how I feel right now. ”

Jing Liuli turned around, looked at him, and said without hesitation: "When I am cultivating like him, I can only be like him now, but now it is just that he is not skilled enough, and his sword is still getting faster and more casual. So now it's like I've seen myself being transcended. ”

Zhantai Guanjian looked at the Jing Liuli with a complicated expression, and his mouth felt a little dry.

Put himself in his shoes, he can understand Jing Liuli's mood at the moment.

Jing Liuli is the best qualified cultivation genius in the entire Changling, and even in the entire Great Qin Dynasty, since she started to practice, she has been chased by all the young talents, even An Baoshi is at most side by side with her, and no one has ever been able to surpass her.

Now, however, she has seen with her own eyes the process of someone surpassing her in fighting with a sword.

Yutai Guanjian coughed lightly, as if this could remove the dry taste from his mouth, and then he also looked at Jing Liuli and said seriously: "My mood is also difficult to describe in words, because if it goes on like this... It is very likely that he will use his sword to the point where he will be satisfied, and even any unexpected factors will not affect him. That kind of realm of leisurely strolling, where the enemies around you are all killed with a sword, even in the years when my Great Qin destroyed the Three Dynasties, only a very few strong people could do it. ”

Jing Liuli turned to look at Ding Ning looming in the dust waves.

From the fact that she reminded Ding Ning that Ding Ning was getting faster and faster to the end of the conversation between the two of them, although Ding Ning's body looked more dirty, he didn't even bring any new injuries.

The dust around his body became thinner and thinner, as the ground around him was already filled with the corpses of the Emperor Worm.

The blue-yellow blood that flowed from the bodies of these royal insects turned the dust into a sticky mud.

While the royal insects that were constantly flying and sprinting down fell into the air, the two dark blue crystals on their hind limbs often pierced through the bodies of some seriously injured and undead imperial insects, and then brought out more viscous blood and broken flesh.

The edges of the shattered carapaces on the broken bodies of these royal insects are very sharp, especially the hind limbs are covered with scimitar-like spikes, as long as the flesh and blood of the cultivators are hit, they will definitely be cut out of the terrifying bloody mouth, but at this moment, although Ding Ning's footsteps are still fast, but the feet seem to have eyes, and every step is accurately stepped on a safe place.

Under his charge, the encirclement formed by these imperial insects was slowly disintegrating.

The corpses of the imperial insects within a radius of more than ten zhang of his body were piled higher and higher, as if they were building a dark blue city wall.

The crimson frost insects had now been completely regrouped, piled up into a round ball of flesh on the bank of the stream, and they were still full of fear after waiting for death for a long time, but they couldn't help but start to look up, wanting to see what was happening.

At this moment, there was also a breath in the stream in the distance that was vibrated by Ding Ning's expression.

The stream trembled faster and faster, and the water ripples became denser and denser, and finally collided with each other to the point that they even formed jumping droplets.

The jumping droplets were separated by a straight force.

It was like an invisible sword running straight through the stream.

Behind this straight force, in the mist, on the surface of the stream, footprints suddenly appeared.

Above the footprints, a cyan figure faintly appeared.

It's just that this cyan figure is too fast, and after dozens of footprints appear in a row, the footprints on the last water surface disappear, so when he is moving forward, it is impossible to see his specific face clearly, and he can only be vaguely distinguished, this seems to be a man with a long beard.

This cyan figure paused a hundred feet away from the Imperial Insect Array surrounding Ding Ning, and then the energy around his body overflowed, crushing the crimson thorns on both sides of the stream bank one after another, turning them into a crimson dust mist, and then this figure slowly revealed its true face.

This is a man with a very tattered blue jade robe on his body, and his beard and hair are twisted together, like a native who has lived in the mountains for a long time and has no contact with the outside world.

Therefore, he can only be the owner of this pasture, Qingyao Yin, who has been in the secret land of the Minshan Sword Sect for more than ten years.

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