"Wuya!"

"Leave the city!"

"Dawn!"

Ding Ning's face did not change at all, and his tone was extremely calm. While stepping forward, he dictated three sword moves, and his left hand still popped up three lines.

Shin Xuan, Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing were already shocked and numb. The true energy in the body almost subconsciously walked, and each used a sword.

The three sword intents, which were clearly distinguished by the strength and weakness of the heaven and earth, and the gathering of the energies of heaven and earth, caused a wonderful change again. With a bang, a ball of golden light suddenly fell like a rising sun, scattering like a crack.

Dozens of golden light like a knife were chaotic four times, and the middle-aged man's flesh cuts several more pieces.

The strange middle-aged man opened his mouth and let out a real shrill roar.

However, it has no use. Every time a flesh whisker connected to the purple jade tree behind him, his strength will obviously weaken a little.

The wind and rain he summoned was constantly torn apart by Ding Ning's constant calm and light shouts.

Ding Ning was like walking in ordinary storms. Every time he took a step towards the middle-aged man, the flesh beard behind the middle-aged man was broken several times.

He walked slowly to the middle-aged man.

When he walked to the middle-aged man, there were only a few flesh whiskers connected to the purple jade tree behind the middle-aged man. The broken flesh whiskers behind him floated like cut blood vessels in the disordered vital energy behind him, looking extremely miserable.

The purple jade-colored liquid in the middle-aged man also flowed out with the breaking of these whiskers, and his whole body became almost translucent.

Ding Ning walked up to the middle-aged man one squat.

He looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to catch him from a distance.

However, just this movement, the middle-aged man stood unsteadily and fell backwards.

Shin Xuan and Li Xixing, Hu Jingjing stopped behind Ding Ning.

The three of them looked at the middle-aged man who was falling backwards, and their lips trembled uncontrollably at the same time.

There are no words to describe the emotions in the three of them at this time.

This is a powerful man who severely damaged Shen Xuan with one sword. His sword intent was unparalleled, but Ding Ning forced himself to break the sword intent with his sword move.

This has exceeded all their cognition, not to mention oral guidance, using the different sword intents of the three people to start fighting back.

In particular, Ding Ning not only knew the sword style of the three people... While guiding, he even brought out the sword intent of the three people astonishingly.

This is something that has never been done in the entire world of practitioners and has never been possible.

These many unreasonable things are absolutely impossible, which makes the three of them even not know where to start.

Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man lying on the roots of the purple jade giant tree silently and seriously.

This middle-aged man has powerful power and the ability to respond to the enemy, but he is obviously unable to think thoroughly and clearly and have complete consciousness.

This means that the middle-aged man is not a living creature, not a practitioner who has practiced some kind of secret method.

However, only he could clearly sense that the middle-aged man still had some kind of vivid power and a unique vitality.

"What the hell are you?"

"how so?"

He couldn't help but repeat these two sentences in his heart, and then his eyes passed over the middle-aged man's body and landed on the giant purple jade tree behind him.

The body of the middle-aged man and the terrifying aura on his body blocked their sight and perception. At this time, the middle-aged man fell down and he could see that the place on the purple jade tree connected to the middle-aged man's body with flesh and beard was actually a crack.

It was like someone slashing a sword on this giant tree, then planting many flesh and whiskers on the wound of the tree, and connecting it with this person.

But Ding Ning was sure that the power of this middle-aged man did not come from this giant purple jade tree.

Countless invisible silkworms were surging in his body. At this time, because of a strange aura, these silkworms felt crazy and trembling and even fear under the suppression of his true energy.

What can make even the Nine Dead Silkworms feel fear?

Ding Ning took a deep breath to truly calm himself down, and then his eyes continued to move down.

There was a well below the crack of the giant tree.

This giant tree should have grown from the edge of the well, and then grew bigger and bigger, almost wrapping the well in the tree.

The well is a square well.

There is no water in the well, only the stone steps below, there is a breath that Ding Ning can sense danger at this time, and it keeps surging.

...

The wind and rain were swaying in the world, and some powerful beasts that were originally fighting around the ancestral mountain were swept by the terrifying sword intent in the wind and rain, completely calmed down, and then scattered in horror.

At this time, Wushuang's sword intent disappeared quietly, and the strange beast that turned around and fled lost the attraction of the spirit rain. The fanaticism was finally replaced by fear and he never dared to look back.

The stone powder and the juice of the strange grass were still flowing on one side of the valley in the ancestral land.

The man named Zhan Maha, a great witch in the Wu family, who had both the name of a national teacher and a prophet in the Wu family, had his upper soaked in green grass juice and seemed to be sensible.

He should be a hero with a very calm and patient nature. However, he was standing on this mountain road and feeling the dissipation of the unparalleled sword intent at the bottom of the valley. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his eyes were extremely complicated, containing countless indescribable violent emotions.

"It's really broken."

He was also saying this in his heart, but Gu Huai, the leader of Lingxu Sword Sect, had completely different emotions in Changling.

There was a hint of inexplicable emotion and gratitude on his face, and a strange smile.

"What's down there?"

Strong curiosity overcame the anger of being deceived and betrayed, Wu Lianzi couldn't help but look at Zhan Maha and asked.

That kind of agile and sudden change of sword intent is not something that can be generated by fixed prohibitions or talismans, but the ancestral land has been sealed for countless years. Can there be still a living peerless practitioner here?

In the next moment, Wu Lianzi became more and more angry.

Because of contempt.

Zhan Maha didn't answer his question at all, and didn't even look at him.

Here, a prince like him, seems to be as irrelevant as a passerby.

...

"How did you know my sword move?"

Under the purple jade giant tree, Shen Xuan stared at Ding Ning's face tightly, as if he was about to stare into two blood flowers on his face.

"This sword move was not created by you. Since it has been passed down, I need to know that there are countless possibilities, and it is not important."

Ding Ning faced Shen Xuan's vocal gaze, shook his head, and said with a faint and strong confidence: "The key is that I am stronger than you think, and the stronger I am, the more meaningful the cooperation between you and me will be."

"Do you want to chop this... thing up?"

Li Xixing finally returned to his calm. He looked at the strange middle-aged man whose body was still shaking. He originally wanted to kill this person? However, after hesitating for a moment, he still felt that this could not be described as "human".

No matter what this was, he still felt extremely dangerous.

If Ding Ning hadn't been here, if he and Hu Jingjing had arrived here, his choice would have been to shatter the middle-aged man and the purple jade giant tree.

"don't want."

"They are here."

Ding Ning shook his head, looked at the mountain wall and said softly, then moved his steps to signal them all to follow, including Shen Xuan who was silently looking at him.

However, he did not walk towards the well, but went around the other side of the purple jade tree.

The back of this well.

Three figures slowly appeared on the mountain path where stone powder and green grass juice mixed into a waterfall.

...
Chapter completed!