Duanmu Jingzong did not make a sound.

He didn't have time to make a sound.

Ding Ning's words were just the moment the first word sounded, and Ding Ning's eyes brightened, brighter than the stars in the sky at this time.

A lot of soft aura suddenly appeared around his body.

A stream of crystal water formed around his body.

Although it is night, this crystal water is sparkling, giving anyone the feeling of a lake at sunset.

The dark cyan sword rays aroused by the Aurora Sword Sutra of the Last Flower Remnant Sword in his hand could only change in any way, but when this crystal water flow was generated, these dark cyan sword rays were immersed in the water flow, as if they were strangely integrated with the water flow, and the speed was several points faster!

Duanmu Jingzong didn't have time to think, his mind was occupied by fear, and he desperately swept back.

He didn't have time to think about why Ding Ning was able to get to this kind of speed, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to keep up with Ding Ning's speed.

However, the subconscious reaction of a practitioner like him often means that something is about to happen.

In other words, when I feel that I can't keep up, it has already happened, and it is too late for the body to make the next movements.

Boom!

The ground around Duanmu Jingzong's body was shattered, and countless dust and debris formed a circle of waves with a terrifying impact, expanding wildly outward.

Ding Ning's body seemed to have been hit by a carriage and flew backwards.

The eyes of the teachers in many cultivation sites were full of shock, but the eyes of most of the selected students who had been eliminated before were full of shock and puzzlement.

They simply can't understand what is happening in front of them.

They couldn't understand why there was like an explosion around Duanmu Jingzong's body at this moment, and the sword that was unleashed was obviously like Ding Ning, who was about to stab Duanmu Jingzong, how could it be blown away.

There was a muffled snap.

It may seem like a long time at this point, but it's actually very short.

This is the sound of Ding Ning falling to the ground.

Ding Ning's feet landed on the ground a few feet behind him, and two waves of dust exploded under his feet.

His face was a little pale, but his body was unusually stable, and his knees were slightly bent at the moment of landing, which lightly offset the momentum when he landed, and he stood extremely firmly.

Duanmu Jingzong's body appeared in the waves of dust and qi that spread out like lotus.

Everyone saw that his face was as pale as snow, and their eyes were full of shock and confusion.

Most of the candidates watching the battle still didn't understand what was happening, but in the next moment, Duanmu Jingzong's legs suddenly made many heart-palpitating sneering sounds.

These electors looked at Duanmu Jingzong's legs in shock.

Many bright reds appeared in their pupils.

Wisps of blood, like sharp sword blades, shot out from Duanmu Jingzong's legs!

A strange cry of fear, anger, and incomprehension rang out.

It was only at this time that Duanmu Jingzong let out a strange scream.

His body was uncontrollable, and he took a step back before slumping back and sitting down.

"What's going on?"

"How so!"

Looking at such a picture, many students finally couldn't control their feelings and screamed out in a lost voice.

No one answered these questions.

Ding Ning had already adjusted his breathing and the agitation in his body, and said, "I hope you don't admit defeat lightly." ”

At the same time as his voice sounded, his body began to move forward.

With a terrible sword roar, a white sword light that was provoked diagonally upwards slammed into Duanmu Jingzong's body as he advanced.

This white sword light was like a sheep's horn that was raised diagonally upwards.

This is the Aries horn in the Aries Cave.

The true sword intent of this sword lies in forbearance and holding, and judging from Ding Ning's previous appearance, he has more subtle sword styles to use for the attack at this time.

However, Zhang Yi, who had been watching this battle blankly, was inexplicably moist at this time.

Because he felt the meaning of this sword, and he could feel the meaning of the sword of his "little junior brother".

Under Xue Wangxu's words and deeds, he had also comprehended the true meaning of this white sheep's horn, but at this time, he felt that even Xue Wangxu's sword intent in casting this sword was not as good as Ding Ning's sword intent at this time.

Jing Liuli's face turned slightly pale.

Even the breathing of the sword was a little paused.

This was the most perfect sword intent he had seen in the past few years.

......

The faces of the vast majority of the students who watched the battle changed even more dramatically, and they all intuitively felt that it was impossible for Duanmu Jingzong, who was sitting on the ground, to block this sword.

Could it be that Ding Ning directly wanted to kill him?

It's just that the competition has not been stopped yet, and Ding Ning has taken advantage of the situation to attack, but it is understandable.

Another angry scream burst out from Duanmu Jingzong's mouth.

His legs were still shooting blood out of his sword wounds, making a fierce sneering sound, but at this moment he stood up and slashed forward.

When there was a muffled sound.

The purple-red soft sword struck Ding Ning's remnant sword like a heavy hammer, and then the soft sword body swam like a poisonous snake, wrapping around Ding Ning's sword body, and it was about to cut Ding Ning's fingers!

However, at this moment, Ding Ning's left hand had already been imprinted on Duanmu Jingzong's chest.

Duanmu Jingzong's left hand stretched out like electricity.

A popping sound sounded at the same time, and in the next moment, there was a sharp metal scraping sound and countless exclamations and a faint bone cracking sound!

The blood in Duanmu Jingzong's mouth spurted wildly, his body bowed back in a dejected manner, and he couldn't control it and fell back again to sit down.

Ding Ning's left hand was still stretched forward, and the wave of qi was still wrapped around his arm.

The purple-red soft sword wrapped around his remnant sword, as Duanmu Jingzong's body retreated, weakly scraped the sword body of the remnant sword, bringing a trace of fire.

"How so?"

Many of the candidates had a hard time breathing.

In the battle that had just happened for a moment, Ding Ning's strength actually overwhelmed Duanmu Jingzong, and his left hand actually shook Duanmu Jingzong's left fist violently, and then slammed into Duanmu Jingzong's chest.

They didn't need to hear Fang Cai's bone cracking sound clearly, just looking at the blood spurting wildly from Duanmu Jingzong's mouth, they could be sure that Duanmu Jingzong's sternum must have broken a few pieces.

Ding Ning really broke Duanmu Jingzong's bones.

But how is this possible!

Duanmu Jingzong's True Yuan cultivation far surpassed Ding Ning's, how could it be that there was such a gap in strength!

Ding Ning ignored their shock.

Without the slightest pause, he continued to swing his sword.

At this time, he didn't have much True Yuan flowing aura on his body, but when he passed through the chaotic air flow and dust and smoke in front of him, an indescribable majesty arose.

"It's so strong!"

Dugu Bai was only at this time breathing, and it was a little difficult to recover.

He couldn't help but exhale these two words, but immediately felt that it was not enough, and then couldn't help but say, "Too strong!"

Duanmu Jingzong's eyes were filled with Ding Ning's figure, feeling this indescribable power, his anger completely turned into fear.

He could be sure that if he didn't admit defeat, Ding Ning would definitely break his several sternums again without mercy in the next moment!

"I throw in the towel!"

He spoke, letting out a panicked and uneasy scream.

Ding Ning put away his sword without hesitation and turned around.

A qiē quieted down.

The whole valley fell silent in an instant.

Even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear, except for the faint chirping of cicadas in the mountains and forests in the distance.

......

All the candidates who watched the battle looked at Ding Ning's figure in shock, and reacted that this battle had ended.

Duanmu Jingzong, who finally joined, and even gambled to quit the Minshan Sword Sect, was defeated in the hands of Ding Ning like this.

Then all of them's minds began to repeat the battle images that their pupils had captured.

Then even the most stupid candidates began to slowly understand what had just happened.

Ding Ning cast all the Lonely Cold Sword Qi accumulated in his body in an instant, starting with a violent start, and then casting the fastest sword style, so that Duanmu Jingzong didn't even have a chance to fight back, and he didn't even have a chance to completely use the True Yuan and give full play to the advantages of cultivation far beyond Ding Ning!

In the next moment, Ding Ning actually used the sword scripture of Yunshui Palace, and used the sword scripture of Yunshui Palace to cooperate with the Aurora Sword Sutra, making the sword a few points faster!

Duanmu Jingzong was in the fear of death when the sword had arrived, and the body's intuitive reaction pressed out the true yuan and heaven and earth yuan qi in the body, although the powerful power generated avoided being directly cut off by Ding Ning's legs, but the true yuan and heaven and earth yuan qi in the body were almost exhausted, and even the qi and blood in the body were probably shocked to the extreme.

So this is the real reason why Duanmu Jingzong couldn't exert his strength at all, and he couldn't compete with Ding Ning in terms of strength at all, and his bones were broken by a blow.

Duanmu Jingzong is like a peerless sword, but this sword has been broken before it even has a chance to come out of its sheath!

"How so?"

Although I knew the reason in my heart, a strong feeling of disbelief still made many candidates can't help but make such a voice again.