A shooting star streaked across the dark night sky.

Ye Haoran's flying sword also fell like a meteor to Ding Ning's back heart.

Seeing such a picture, even the eyes of many Minshan Sword Sect cultivators who were watching couldn't help but feel a chill welling up in their eyes.

There is a time lag at any moment in the battle.

In many cases, the timing lies in the grasp of a small time difference.

Ding Ning cast a real peacock green, Ye Haoran's sword defense could not be completely blocked, and now he used this flying sword to attack, the time gap meant that he could not cope with Ding Ning's next sword.

Even if Ding Ning used the simplest sword form, as long as he could slash at his body, he would not be able to resist it at all.

Therefore, his actions at this time mean that he chooses to die together.

From the very beginning of the Sword Society, Ding Ning expressed the meaning that fighting for the first place was more important than life and death, so in the eyes of all these cultivators, victory was more important to Ding Ning than life and death, Ye Haoran used the sword like this to others, maybe others would avoid it because they were afraid of death, but Ding Ning should not retreat.

As a result, both of them died.

Although all the cultivators hoped that Ding Ning would win at this time, they also had to admit that this young man from the Chu Dynasty was also a madman and a monster.

The time is too short.

Before everyone had time to think about what choice Ding Ning would make, Ding Ning had already made a choice.

Countless white flowers had bloomed on the Remnant Sword of the Last Flower, and I saw the castration of these Remnant Flowers and Sword Intent moving forward, but at this moment, the Remnant Sword of the Remnant Flower was folded backwards stiffly.

When there was a bang.

All felt like they had been hit in the heart.

Ding Ning snorted, his body lost its stability for the first time, and he staggered forward a few steps.

Zhang Yi opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and the true yuan in his body subconsciously rushed to the soles of his feet, and his whole body was about to rush forward.

The hearts of Dugu Bai and the others then sank to the bottom.

Jing Liuli's breathing paused slightly, and her face became extremely ugly.

Ye Haoran laughed.

"It's over. ”

He said in his heart.

Then his mind let go of the boundary that had always restricted the flow of his true element.

All the remaining true elements in his body, unrestrained and unreserved, followed his meridians, and in this instant, they gushed out from the tips of the five fingers of his left hand.

A majestic aura that made all the candidates present feel that they couldn't compete at all, exploded around him.

Except for Ye Haoran, all the True Yuan cultivators in the valley were only three or four realms.

And at this time, what Ye Haoran showed was the power of the real Five Realms.

Countless mottled colors appeared on Ye Haoran's face, without reservation, and he used all his strength to the fullest, making him suddenly poisonous, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger.

Everyone can feel that there seems to be an invisible river in the air.

This long river all merged into the white handleless little sword that had just been slashed backwards by Ding Ning.

The white handleless sword exuded a violent aura, and the entire sword became translucent in an instant due to the sharp acceleration and vibration!

Ye Haoran didn't fight against the pain, watching the little white sword fly back towards Ding Ning's heart, he obeyed the consciousness of his body and fell straight back.

"I... Recognize... Lose..."

At the same time, he spoke up.

It's also a time lag.

According to the rules of the Sword Society, as long as you admit defeat out loud, you will lose.

However, at this point his sword was definitely faster than his voice.

And such a fast sword, after piercing and shattering Ding Ning's heart in an instant, Ding Ning will not die immediately, and even with Ding Ning's strong willpower, I am afraid that he can stand for a few breaths.

The final result of this world-renowned event was that he admitted defeat, Ding Ning won the first place, but Ding Ning would die next.

Zhang Yi's body was really off the ground, and even flew faster than the usual limit.

However, no matter how fast his body was, it was impossible to be faster than that flying sword, and it was impossible to stand in front of that flying sword.

Anyone can be sure that Ding Ning will not be able to block this sword.

Because it's not about any talent, it's about pure strength.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning's body also flowed with a strange smell.

His skin began to become mottled, too.

Countless filaments of light lit up on the sword in his hand, and then the entire sword turned into countless tiny threads, which began to intertwine in the air.

The tense face of the sword suddenly relaxed, and then the depths of his eyes were full of shock and admiration.

At this time, only he had time to perceive a strange and wonderful picture.

The extremely thin filigree that flew in the air bloomed with even finer white flowers, and these filigree were intertwined like weaving, firmly entangled.

Who would have thought that the broken sword would be used like this?

The white flying sword slammed into the filament.

The sword filaments could not compete with the power on the white flying sword, but these finely woven sword filaments were like a net, or even a cocoon, firmly involved in this flying sword, buying Ding Ning a trace of time.

Ding Ning's fingertips holding the sword spilled out a fine blood mist, and he could no longer hold this sword of the last flower, but with the pull of this sword, his body was forcibly deviated in this extremely small time.

"Poof".

The white flying sword rushed into his left shoulder socket with the remnant of the last flower, and then a canopy of blood mist peeked out from behind his body.

The bones in his left shoulder were nearly shattered, but the sword failed to pierce and crush his heart.

The shattered sword qi and the spurting blood mist emitted a subtle snort.

At this time, Ye Haoran said the first of the three words "I admit defeat".

It seems that all of them have been solidified, but Ye Haoran's word admitting defeat still enters everyone's ears, which is extremely weird.

Zhang Yi had already rushed to Ding Ning's side, he hugged Ding Ning with one hand, and held Ding Ning's body, feeling that Ding Ning's body seemed to be as light as it was, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Wonderful. ”

At this moment when Zhang Yi's brain was blank, there was a loud cheer, followed by applause.

It was Lin Suixin who applauded.

Then many cultivators of the Minshan Sword Sect in the darkness began to applaud, and even between the mountain roads in the distance, there was a clear applause.

Zhang Yi only felt a gust of wind rushing by, and then his hand became lighter.

The figure of the Guanjian has disappeared, and the Ding Ning in his hand has also disappeared.

......

"Why throw in the towel?"

"Why do you want to admit defeat, but you must kill Ding Ning?"

"I want Ding Ning to become the first name of the Minshan Sword Society, and I want to kill Ding Ning through this. ”

A qiē is a foregone conclusion, Jing Liuli hung her head and thought seriously, constantly muttering to herself.

"Lilingjun doesn't want the queen to win. He didn't want to make the queen happy. ”

But he hated Ding Ning again, and he wanted Ding Ning to die. ”

"The legendary philanthropic and humble gentleman, but the result is that he will be repaid, and he is a small-minded person, who is useless, and will be a mediocre gentleman in the future. ”

In just an instant, she figured out why Ye Haoran did this, and also made a judgment about the future of the new Emperor Chu.

"So he was desperately suffering from Ling Chi, slowly consuming Ye Haoran's true yuan, and then using peacock green, and then using the blood demon skill to force out Ye Haoran's last sword... This qiē is firmly in his grasp?"

Then she began to carefully recall every detail of the battle, and then began to be shocked again.

She found that although the final result was Ye Haoran's choice, in fact, Ye Haoran had no choice in the end.

Because with Ding Ning's continuous bleeding, Ye Haoran's true yuan was also constantly consumed, and in the end, when Ding Ning used the Blood Demon Skill, Ye Haoran's true yuan was not much left. So at that time, it was time for Ye Haoyan to speak.

"Is this what the master said, what I lack is the ability to stay out of the situation and see the overall situation?"

Jing Liuli exhaled slowly, and was silent for a long time.

She had thought about a lot of things, but the whole valley was just beginning to wake up.

Bursts of unbelievable exclamations rang out.

"He ......" Xie Rou looked at the place where Ding Ning had resisted Ye Haoran's last sword before, and her body and lips trembled so much that she couldn't speak at all.

"He's the first. ”

Li Xixing said these four words very simply.

At this time, he was the calmest of the group.

"He's not going to die. ”

Then the young man, who seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, tucked his neckline and said seriously, "I'm sure." ”

Li Xixing's voice was very steady and loud.

"He's the first... He's not going to die..."

Such a voice, overpowering many exclamations, echoed in the valley.

Zhang Yi began to come back to her senses.

He felt the mountains echoing.

He felt the gaze of all the selected students and the masters of the cultivation ground.

He looked at the blood spilled by Ding Ning on the ground, and felt that the blood was shining, even if it was still night, he felt that there was light falling in the sky.

He looked up and saw Xue Wangxu smiling childlike with satisfaction at him and at the entire valley.

He knew this was the scenery.

The scenery brought by his little brother.