The Sword Dynasty - 848. Chapter 847

Ding Ning looked at her calmly, he didn’t even move, and countless sword auras swirling around him appeared around his body.

There seemed to be a gap between these sword auras, but after the gap there was still an extremely thin sword aura.

Strands of sparkle small swords impacted on these sword auras, crushed like rice grains thrown into the grinding disc, and turned into insignificant streams of flame.

The tiny white flowers on the Last Flower Swords are coming and going, and the silver stream of flames that these little starfire swords have turned into blooming and disappearing.

This is his grindstone sword intent, the strongest defensive sword in the world.

It was even stronger than the sword that Wang Jingmeng had known to Zheng Xiu back then.

However, whether it was Zheng Xiu or Ding Ning, watching these Starfire Swords were blocked by this sword intent, their expressions did not change in the slightest.

Zheng Xiu knew that he could not kill Ding Ning with this blow, and Ding Ning also knew that Zheng Xiu was not just such a blow.

When the silver flames were still in and out of Ding Ning’s body, Zheng Xiu’s mind fell on the small sword that was drifting in the void and continuously wrapped and tempered in the pale starfire.

The little sword began to fall.

It instantly broke the vitality of this world, and with the starlight, it formally broke into this world in an instant.

With a bang, the world shook.

A circle of silver light waves spread out from the clouds to all directions.

It was like a circular mountain appeared in the sky.

But in the center of this mountain, a vacuum of vitality was formed, and only a lonely and indifferent sword light was falling crazily.

The starlight wrapped in this sword light has an inexplicable connection with the silver flames outside Ding Ning’s body. When it is still high in the sky, there are countless rays of starlight visible to the naked eye. The starlight like flowing water has been connected from the sword. On the silver flame outside Ding Ning.

The sword wire swimming outside Ding Ning began to crack.

He frowned, and quickly realized why Zheng Xiu’s sword light possessed such power.

A terrifying air pressure began to waft from his sea of anger, but at this moment, he sensed an interesting thing, and his frowned brows instantly loosened, the one that was about to gush out of his sea of anger. The terrible natal power disappeared.

In the depths of Zheng Xiu’s pupils, which were whitened by the pale starfire, a blazing red light appeared.

This is like the core of the deepest sword fetus of that small sword.

She even concealed this sword from Yuan Wu. She kept it for use when she needed to face such a break with Yuan Wu one day. She did not expect that she would be forced out so early.

Zhao Jianlu’s real fire is the fiercest fire in the world, and her spark comes from outside of this world, absolutely extinguished. When these two extreme and absolutely different flames are forcibly merged together, they will surely be produced. She firmly believed that it was enough to break the sword style of Ding Ning’s defense.

It’s just that besides Ding Ning, there is another person in this world who doesn’t think so at this time.

There is a woman in this world who is smaller than her, but she has always been respected as her husband.

She is Mr. Zhao Si from Zhao Jianlu.

This sword was originally her natal sword.

How arrogant the people of Zhao Jianlu are, especially when she follows in the footsteps of her mentor, and finally truly realizes and reaches the realm that her mentor can achieve, and is even surpassing it. How could she not take back this sword with her own hands?

When this sword containing all the hope of Zheng Xiu fell into this world, it was also the moment when she took back her sword.

Mr. Zhao Si smiled proudly.

The stone ground under her feet was melted by the breath of her body and turned into hot magma.

The little sword that fell crazily became extremely clear in her perception.

The red light in the deepest core of that little sword’s fetus began to spread out.

“return!”

She whispered!

The voice was not loud, but it was extremely determined.

Not only the true essence in her body, but even the spirit and vitality seemed to burn completely at this moment, completely connected to that small sword.

There was a thud.

The ring-shaped Yuanqi Mountain in the sky shattered instantly and turned into countless broken clouds.

The sword light in the center suddenly became dazzlingly red, as red as a huge melting pot formed in the air.

That kind of red to the unimaginable flame, the pale arrogance and silver starlight out together.

Zheng Xiu’s body trembled suddenly.

This little sword is now the real natal sword that she has hidden for a long time, but it is also the natal sword of Mr. Zhao Si. Between her and Mr. Zhao Si, at this time, they are really fighting with their natal life, just like each other’s flesh and blood. Tear.

At this moment, her strength will not lose to Mr. Zhao Si.

However, she could not hold each other.

This is because Mr. Zhao Si has really enthusiastically put his life on it.

Zhao Jianlu’s sword intent is so at all costs.

She could clearly perceive that Mr. Zhao Si would rather lose his life than regain the sword.

She wants to live.

She couldn’t die with Mr. Zhao Si to fight for this sword.

So at this moment, she lost this sword.

The unimaginably red little sword proudly pierced the pale fireball, dragged a huge billowing flame tail, and flew to the distance, towards where Mr. Zhao Si was.

That terrifying force turned into a joke, like a leaky kayak, dancing wildly in the air.

The stars are shining, and the sky is blooming with the strongest and most beautiful fireworks.

Ding Ning looked up at the blooming.

He was purely a spectator and didn’t need to deal with Zheng Xiu’s sword himself.

Under the blooming fireworks, Zheng Xiu’s face was extremely dim.

She cannot say that this battle is unfair.

Because a lot of the power in this sword does not belong to her.

And the failure of this sword is only that she did not completely conquer this sword.

“What else?”

Ding Ning did not look at her, he raised his head and asked this quietly.

The Lingquan Immortal Lotus was also useless, and the natal sword that had been refined secretly for a long time was retrieved by Mr. Zhao Si before it was used.

What else?

If there is anything else, it can only be taken out this time.

Ding Ning’s calm words contained indescribable sarcasm, indescribable power and pleasure.

Because the most difficult thing for Zheng Xiu to deal with is that she always has a hole card.

Is there any more now?

Zheng Xiu looked at the ground under his feet indifferently, without responding.

In the high sky, a bright beam of starlight fell and fell towards Ding Ning.

At the same time, her body swept back.

Ding Ning made a sword.

The terrifying breath of life that had just leaked out of his body was like a real evil beast rushing out of his body.

This was the first time that he truly used the power of the Nine Death Silkworm and the Great Punishment Sword with all his strength.

There were countless fragments of terror swallowing sounds between the heaven and the earth.

This indestructible sword light, like countless invisible silkworms, swallowed the vitality along the way, and even the dying starlight.

Jian Guang instantly arrived in front of Zheng Xiu.

The clothes on Zheng Xiu’s body shattered instantly and turned into fly ash.

Her impeccable carcass was exposed to the cold air.