"put!"

A crisp female voice rang out.

The one who made this sound was Nangong Caishu.

Her face was very solemn, but because she was facing such a real battle formation for the first time and issued such an order, there was a hint of tremor in her sharp voice.

However, the dozens of soldiers who had received the transfer order had not hesitated at all.

These dozens of sergeants are old sergeants, and the task they have always undertaken in the army is to deal with the flying swords of cultivators./>

The flying sword of the practitioner is the fastest killing weapon on the battlefield to harvest life. Therefore, although these soldiers are not practitioners, they have gone through many tragic strangulations and their will has long been tempered as iron.

They had naturally filtered out all the noises on the battlefield, including any noises in Nangong Caishu's voice. When the military order sounded, the soldiers raised the crossbow in their hands with almost expressionless expression, and pulled the copper trigger in their hands very smoothly and quickly.

Dozens of strange howling sounds sounded in the air at the same time.

This kind of sound is no stranger to practitioners who have experienced the battle formation.

Dozens of red copper-colored metal flowers spread out in the air, all of which were metal mesh with heavy objects on the edges.

The slightly green flying sword that had just been provoked struggled desperately like a fish falling into the net. However, the more it struggled, the more it made all the nets tangled into pieces, and eventually bound into a ball, turning into a red copper metal ball, smashing it into the ground.

This is the sword-burning net of the Great Qin Dynasty. The copper net with a large amount of lead is added to bind the flying sword, and it can block the penetration of the heaven and earth's vitality and the flow of true energy to the greatest extent. However, if it weren't for the fleeting opportunity just now, if it weren't for the flying sword being provoked by another flying sword, how could these sword-burning nets easily hit and finally bind the flying sword?

Piles of uncontrollable cheers and roars rang out in the army.

These soldiers naturally knew what the price they had to pay to deal with a cultivator on weekdays. However, in this moment, three cultivators on the other side were killed directly, and a flying sword was tied up directly, which was equivalent to the powerful sword master losing his arm directly.

All this only comes from several military orders issued by Ding Ning before continuing his march.

"Sword of the Sword!"

Until this time, only among the several practitioners who continued to appear in the grass, someone realized that the violent flying sword that first appeared before was not the flying sword they took, but Ding Ning's own flying sword!

"puff!"

A bunch of blood mist gushed out from the throat of a yellow-clothed practitioner standing in the grass.

The flying sword that had just picked up a slightly green flying sword was clearly located in the same area, but it escaped the constraints of the sword nets very quickly. At this time, it quietly passed through the grass and directly pierced the throat of the cultivator who had just lost the flying sword!

The white sword light appeared behind the practitioner for a moment, and then disappeared without knowing where to go.

The threat of this flying sword, coupled with the sudden burst of this army to harvest the life of the practitioner, made this world seem to be stagnant at the same time.

There are seven practitioners who show their bodies from the grass.

At this time, only three people were stagnant among the grass.

No new military orders were issued.

However, at this time, all the soldiers were already in awe of the capabilities shown by Ding Ning's several military orders, so this army showed a cold and cold momentum than usual.

This momentum made the three practitioners standing among the grass look even more desolate.

A practitioner took a step forward.

Before everyone moved, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

This is a middle-aged man with a little white hair.

Ding Ning looked at him quietly.

The middle-aged man bowed, bowed to Ding Ning from afar, and asked, "Using the means of fraudulent swordsmanship, this is just a matter of strategy, but why did you expect our people to appear in the position behind your army?"

“Does this make sense?”

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and said sarcastically, "Even if I answer your questions, can you retreat?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "No one wants to die on purpose. Maybe we have other choices."

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly laughed, saying, "The people who can see may have other ideas, but the people who can't see should not change their original intentions and want me to die. So unless those who can't see die."

Ding Ning's words were too difficult for most soldiers to understand, but the middle-aged man opposite him, including the other practitioners, knew very well what his words contained.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a bitter smile and said, "Can't you have a slight compromise?"

Ding Ning looked at him and two other practitioners and said, "Otherwise, how can I believe you?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.

He seemed to have not responded, but as soon as he lowered his head slightly, two angry stern sounds sounded from the desolate grasslands.

Two figures rushed out from under the soil, and the grass leaves and soil above were washed into thick fog. Below the two figures, a sword light flashed with a faint light.

Looking at the sword light chasing two figures, Ding Ning suddenly raised his arm, his palm stood up, and made a killing gesture forward.

Looking at the place where Ding Ning's gestures fell, not only the several monarchs beside him, but even the pupils of Guo Feng and Nangong Caishu were instantly filled with shock.

However, military orders are military orders.

Several commanders looked at Ding Ning's extremely firm gesture, and the flag in his hand also waved it!

"wind!"

"Raging wind!"

The cold and solemn army instantly erupted like a volcano, making a tsunami-like sound.

All the crossbows and talismans burst out at this moment, and the heavy metal rolled up like the wind at this moment, covering the sky, and then falling like a mountain.

The middle-aged man looked up and his face was extremely pale.

These metal killers that covered the sky fell toward not the two practitioners, but him and the other two practitioners.

The two practitioners behind him let out a sharp roar and rushed towards the middle-aged man at the same time.

Two sword lights were like a cover, trying desperately to protect the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man knew that it was impossible to change the final outcome.

The flying sword that seemed to be chasing two practitioners who had flew out from the ground was sharply retracted towards his body. At the same time, he just shook his head and said, "If you can go, go quickly."

"Dong!"

There was a heavy hammer sound between heaven and earth.

When the heavy object flying in the sky hit the ground hard at the same time, wave-like ripples rippled on the entire ground.

The two practitioners beside him let out a wail, and neither of them intended to escape.

Both of them were holding the swords and were bleeding and could not be lifted.

What made the two of them most sad was that several flying swords had already flew up from the army ahead, but among the several flying swords, there was no first flying sword.

The first flying sword with thin flowers in full bloom had appeared in front of the middle-aged man's flying sword.
Chapter completed!