Ding Ning lowered his head slightly to express his respect for the true emperor of Zhongshan Kingdom.

Some people are enough to represent a country, or even an era.

If the current Baishan River means Wei’s survival, then Tang Xin means Zhongshan Kingdom.

Since Tang Xin died, the Zhongshan Kingdom would be truly gone.

On a gentle slope in the distance, four practitioners who were unable to take action due to their agreements and checks and balances.

The Jianshan Sword is too huge, and when it finally falls, it becomes the most dazzling novel in the night sky, so they can naturally see it clearly.

Shao Haren looked at the trajectory left by the pale spark in the night sky with a cold face, and slowly said, "The sword mountain sword is very big."

This sentence sounds like nonsense. Jianshan Jian is a mountain of Tiantien, and of course it is very big.

However, at this time, the three people around could understand the meaning contained in his sentence.

Geng Ren nodded, his eyes full of indescribable meaning: "It needs to be big enough for her to perceive it."

Yelu Canglang nodded and said with a cold voice: "A person like Gu Huai actually needs the power of a woman."

The other tall cultivator carrying two swords and wearing armor sneered, "No wonder Lingxu Sword Sect wants to serve that woman, it turns out that she just wants to borrow the power of that woman."

"Zheng Xiu is not an ordinary woman." Shao Yaren said slowly: "This is probably not something that Gu Huai wanted to borrow her power and Lingxu Sword Sect was used by her, but something that Zheng Xiu used his sword in the past. If he was not used, he might have died with those people from the Bashan Sword Field."

These four people are the most top practitioners in the world, and strictly speaking, they are all enemies at this time. However, the conversations at this time are very direct and do not shy away.

Yelu Canglang fell silent. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Zheng Xiu is indeed not an ordinary woman."

Geng Ren raised his head slightly and sighed to himself, "This place is too far from Changling, so only the sword that is so huge that it can drive the vitality of heaven and earth so magnificent can be sensed by her, and she can use this sword... But in Changling, I don't know how many more swords she can use."

The tall cultivator carrying two swords and wearing armor was inexplicably shocked, and countless scattered light burst out from the many scars on his armor.

Everyone in the world knows that Zheng Xiu is very strong.

However, when he saw the sword falling from the pale white spark wrapped around the sword mountain, he knew that Zheng Xiu was stronger than he thought.

And if she was the same as Geng Ren's worries at this time, in Changling... if she could summon many such swords at the same time, how strong would she be?

The most important thing is that he knows that this may not be impossible.

"Even though I can do what I can do, I want Mo Shoucheng to bear the bad reputation. I am really not an ordinary woman."

The words seemed to be praise, but Yelu Canglang's face was full of a strong cold and sarcastic expression, "Changling is too far away, fortunately that is not the issue we need to consider now."

"It's not the issue we need to consider now, but maybe it's the issue we need to consider in the future." Geng Ren lowered his head, looked at the fall of the Jianshan Sword, and looked at the wind and sand rolling up, and said seriously.

Yelu Canglang and the practitioner carrying the double swords both understood what he said and were silent.

"You think we will definitely lose this battle."

After a few breaths, Yelu Canglang took a deep breath again and said slowly: "But Shen Xuan and Gu Huai were both seriously injured. Even if we could not take action, there are already many possibilities for killing them in this grassland. I always feel that this battle is full of variables."

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The most elite cavalry of Wu family retreated in great chaos and disappeared into the dark night.

The huge sword mountain sword was still trembling slightly, shaking out a bunch of smoke and dust and wind.

Some undissipated sparks flowed to the ground under the sword, burning the soil into black rocks, shining with strange phosphorescence, but without any temperature, making people feel cold.

Gu Huai slowly turned around, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth and coughed, and his fingertips gradually turned red.

He looked at Ding Ning, who was slightly lowered, his eyes gradually became colder, and he whispered: "If you dare to do this next time, I will definitely kill you first."

Ding Ning was slightly stunned, then laughed slightly, "You dare not, otherwise you will kill me this time."

Gu Huai did not make any moves.

However, just as Ding Ning finished his words, with a bang, Ding Ning's entire body floated back like a kite with broken strings, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

Ding Ning began to cough, and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Looking at Ding Ning who was difficult to get up for a while, Gu Huai said sarcastically: "You are right. I dare not kill you, but I can teach you a lesson at will, or even kill these people around you. Your mistake is... You don't understand what your identity is in Changling."

Ding Ning raised his head and looked at Gu Huai and smiled.

Gu Huai frowned and said disgustedly: "No wonder Changling doesn't like you, even laughing so disgustingly."

"It's disgusting because I hate you, but you don't know why I hate you." Ding Ning said in his heart with a smile.

At this moment, pale sparks fell again in the sky.

The sparks continued to fall on the sword mountain sword in strands, and the Tiantie Mountain seemed to be burning again.

In the next moment, the Jianshan Sword disappeared on this wasteland, and Gu Huai's figure disappeared.

"Look, you are not Zheng Xiu's last piece at all."

Ding Ning slowly stood up, and he turned around and walked towards Shen Xuan who was still sitting on the ground. He still had a smile that Shin Xuan also felt disgusting, and said softly: "Even in Gu Huai's eyes, you are nothing."

Listening to Ding Ning's words, Shen Xuan, who was soaked in blood, raised his head coldly and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Did you forget what Gu Huai said to you just now? Do you think I can't teach you a lesson at will?"

Ding Ning did not respond to his words at this moment, but raised his head, looked at the traces of sparks that had begun to completely dissipate in the night sky, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and asked back: "Do you think you brought Xu Tian Shen Jue back to Zheng Xiu with the Xu Tian Shen Jue? Is there any difference?"

Shen Xuan's eyes pounded violently. He looked straight at Ding Ning, with a bitter murderous intent flowing out of his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"If Gu Huai got the Success Heavenly Divine Art, I'm afraid you are not just in Changling, but you are dispensable even here." Ding Ning ignored his gaze and said calmly: "What's more, the water prison is broken, I'm afraid Zheng Xiu won't believe you anymore."

Shin Hyun was silent for a moment and sneered, "What the hell do you want to say?"

Ding Ning also laughed and said, "I just want to make a deal with you... Please help me kill Gu Huai, and I will bring you the Xutian Divine Art back to Changling."

"What did you say?"

Shen Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a stream of heaven and earth energy rolled from nowhere, landing on Ding Ning's throat, directly lifting Ding Ning's body into the air.

Ding Ning couldn't breathe, but he didn't open his mouth, just looked at Shen Xuan and smiled.

Shin Hyun took a deep breath, as if he was suffocating and unable to breathe the moment before.

After a few moments of sharp flashes, the energy disappeared and Ding Ning's feet landed on the ground.
Chapter completed!