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

His turn led to the body of the headless emperor worm, making the body of the headless emperor worm like a shield blocking one side of his body.

At the same time, the Mohua Sword in his hand stabbed three swords at the corner of the eyes of an imperial insect in front of him at an astonishing speed.

However, the emperor worm did not die immediately. Its wounds and mouth were sprayed with blue and yellow blood, and its body swayed and bumped randomly like Buddha's body uncontrollably.

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

The emperor insect, which had become a single limb, was already jumping up in a strangely frightened posture, and its body collided violently with several emperor insects, making a sound similar to the shattering of walnuts.

"He really knows how to use swords."

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

Dan Tai Guanjian was still silent.

After only a few breaths, his brow suddenly raised slightly.

A light bang sounded on Ding Ning's back at this moment.

At this time, he naturally could not hear such a sound clearly from such a distance, but his gaze immediately captured a cloud of dust that exploded on Ding Ning's back and a sharp stone popped out with some blood.

Ding Ning's movements did not pause at all, but his slight leaning forward made his piercing slightly deviate from the original direction. When it landed in the neck of a royal insect in front, it stabbed the carapace between the neck of the imperial insect.

A thin white light surged from the sword of Mohua Sword, and continued to move forward forcefully, directly piercing through the carapace and piercing the flesh and blood of the emperor insect.

However, with just such a subtle difference, another ray of blood was brought out from Ding Ning's waist.

Two faint blue flames brushed through his body, and Ding Ning's body turned into a stream of light and rushed forward. In an instant, three emperor insects gushed out of their bodies.

The real use of a sword refers to the most efficient killing of people using sword moves. There is a big difference between fighting with a small number of people and fighting trapped in the army.

Dan Tai Guanjian knew very well what the difference was between the two sentences Jing Liuli said just now. After Ding Ning rushed into the formation of these emperor insects, he adopted the most powerful close combat method, which severely damaged the opponent without directly killing the opponent. This is also the method commonly used by practitioners with the most combat experience when they are trapped in the army.

Before his severely damaged opponent dies, some unconscious reactions in his body will disrupt the siege formation and give him some space for activity.

However, there are too many of these emperor insects. Dan Tai Guanjian feels that even if he suppresses his cultivation like Ding Ning, he will have to pay a great price to kill all these emperor insects.

What is particularly important is that there are many unknown factors, or components of luck, that determine the final result of this kind of battle.

Many powerful practitioners died in battle formations, not because of exhaustion of true energy. They often step on the front of broken weapons in the dust, or tripped by something, or even because their speed was too fast, their bodies rubbed against some broken armor or the sharp parts of the chariot.

The practitioner's perception will pay attention to all the activities around his body as much as possible. However, in such a chaotic and rapid battle, it is impossible to pay attention to all the subtle dead objects around him.

Broken weapons, metal fragments, and even some sharp stones, and the rhizomes of some plants that fall into the dust may become the most deadly threats at some point.

Just like what hit Ding Ning's back just now, a sharp stone splashed up close after the two limbs of a royal insect fell to the ground.

Ding Ning had already shown his amazing willpower and made the most perfect response, but he was still injured.

And such accidents will be many in such a battle.

"He's getting faster and faster."

However, at this moment, Jing Liuli spoke again, her solemn voice filled with solemnity, "or becoming more and more skilled."

Dan Tai Guanjian was shocked at this moment, and he was worried and confused. He did not discover this fact with Jing Liuli at the first time. Although Ding Ning was stabbed with a sharp stone on his back, two long blood marks were left on his waist, and blood kept oozing out of it. However, Ding Ning swung his sword and killed these emperor insects slightly faster than before.

Although only practitioners of their level can feel this subtle gap, it is indeed happening.

Ding Ning's performance at this moment was like those military practitioners who had experienced many battles. However, this subtle change reminded Dan Tai that Ding Ning was still experiencing a process of being unfamiliar to proficient.

This was already like this when he was unfamiliar, and he became more and more skilled... How far would he kill with his sword in this formation?

Dan Tai Guanjian's face began to gradually turn pale.

“It’s hard to describe my mood right now.”

Jing Liuli turned around, looked at him, and said without hesitation: "When I have such cultivation, I can only do it like him now at most, but now it is just a performance that he is not proficient enough. His sword drawing is getting faster and faster and more casual. So now I feel like I have seen the process of being surpassed with my own eyes."

Dan Tai Guanjian looked at Jing Liuli, who had a complicated appearance, and felt a little dry in his mouth.

Putting himself in his shoes, he can understand Jing Liuli’s mood at this moment.

Jing Liuli is the best-qualified genius in the entire Changling and even the entire Qin Dynasty. Since she started practicing, she has been chased by all young talents. Even An Baoshi is at most standing side by side with her, and no one has ever surpassed her.

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

Dan Tai Guanjian coughed gently, as if this could remove the dry smell in his mouth. Then he also looked at Jing Liuli and said seriously: "My mood is hard to describe in words, because if this continues... his sword is likely to achieve the satisfaction of his wish, and even any unexpected factors cannot affect him. The state of strolling in the garden, where all the enemies who are present can kill him by wielding swords, even in the years when the Qin Dynasty destroyed the three dynasties, only a very small number of strong people could do it."

Jing Liuli turned around and looked at Ding Ning who was looming in the dust waves.

From the fact that she reminded Dan Tai that Ding Ning was getting faster and faster to the end of the conversation between the two, Ding Ning's body looked even more dirty, but she didn't even take any new injuries with her.

The dust waves around his body became thinner and thinner, because the ground around him was already covered with the corpses of the emperor insects.

The green and yellow blood flowing out of these emperor insects turned the dust into sticky mud.

While the emperor worms that kept flying and sprinting fell, two dark blue crystal lights on their hind limbs often penetrated the bodies of some seriously injured and undead emperor worms, and then brought out more sticky blood and broken flesh.

The edges of the broken carapaces on the broken bodies of these emperor insects are very sharp, especially the hind limbs are covered with scimitar-like slash blades. As long as the flesh and blood of the practitioner hit, they will definitely be cut out of the terrifying bloody mouth. However, although Ding Ning's steps are still fast, he seems to have eyes under his feet. Every step he falls is accurately and accurately stepping in a safe place.

Under his storm, the encirclement formed by these emperor insects was slowly disintegrating.

The corpses of the emperor insects within a range of more than ten feet of his body were piled up and higher, and the Buddha was building a circle of dark blue city walls.

The crimson-red black frost insects were completely reunited at this time, and a round ball of flesh was piled up on the bank of the stream. After not waiting for the arrival of death for a long time, they were still full of fear, but they couldn't help but start to raise their heads, wanting to see clearly what was going on.

At this moment, a breath in the stream in the distance was shocked by Ding Ning's performance.

The stream trembled faster and faster, and the water lines became denser and denser. In the end, they collided with each other and even formed jumping water droplets.

These jumping water droplets were separated from it by a straight force.

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

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

A blue figure appeared faintly above the footprints.

It was just because the blue figure was too fast that after dozens of footprints appeared in succession, the footprints on the water surface disappeared at the end. Therefore, it was impossible to see his specific face clearly when he was moving forward. It was vaguely able to distinguish it. This seemed to be a man with a long beard.

This green figure paused a hundred feet away from the imperial insect formation surrounding Ding Ning, and then the energy was everywhere, shattering the crimson thorns on both sides of the stream bank into a swelling of crimson dust. Then the figure slowly revealed its true appearance.

This is a man with a very torn blue jade robe and hair and hair tied together, just like a native who has lived in the mountains for a long time and has no contact with the outside world.

So he could only be the owner of this pasture, Qing Yaoyin, who had not appeared in the dense land of Minshan Sword Sect for more than ten years.

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