Shocked, panic, and unbelievable, many extreme emotions enveloped the vast majority of the people in the train.

In a sense, the life and death of all the people in their chariot is not as important as the young man in the chariot.

Because this young man is Prince Fusu and the future successor of the Qin Dynasty.

Until this time, many of them realized why Ding Ning, Changsun Qianxue and others had to deal with Sima Cuo first.

Because Sima Cuo itself is equivalent to Fusu's protection.

However, being able to hijack Fusu with the joint efforts of so many masters is already a miracle.

When the world was completely quiet, even Fengxue became soft and whispered because of Changsun Qianxue's power consumption, recalling the perfect sword intent just now, all these practitioners' hearts kept oozing cold.

Looking at Ding Ning, who was still covered in face, they seemed to see the person from that year, but Ding Ning was stronger and younger than the person who first walked into the streets and alleys of Changling.

The man then achieved great success after fighting against the three dynasties of Han, Zhao and Wei, and reached such a perfect level. However, now his successor is old, but his sword intent is actually invisible to surpass him.

Many people in this train chariot are in high positions. Originally, in their hearts, even if the person really leaves a successor, it has a symbolic meaning and a conjuring meaning. The successor of that person may cause some rebels to re-plan things, but at this time, they clearly realized that the other party has not only had that symbolic meaning, but has grown into a terrible existence again.

Several gray-black flying snow fell on Fusu's body.

Fusu's body suddenly stiffened, and a thin layer of ice shell appeared on the surface of his body. The true energy could not flow in his body, and he could not even move his tongue.

Ding Ning coughed twice and spit out some tiny blood clots. Then he raised his head and looked at Emperor Yuanwu.

Time seemed to pass very slowly at this time, and everyone was waiting for Emperor Yuanwu's decision. However, Emperor Yuanwu was silent for a long time, which made people feel particularly suffocating.

Wang Jingmeng just entered Changling and was still fighting with some people in the city, so I happened to get to know him.

When he finally spoke, many people's hearts suddenly shook again.

Before this, even when Emperor Yuanwu mentioned Wang Jingmeng, he was just talking about that person. This time he spoke directly, he mentioned Wang Jingmeng's name.

So I actually know everything about him, his talents, his methods of practice, and his understanding of various sword scriptures than anyone else.

Emperor Yuanwu looked at Ding Ning's eyebrows deeply, his tone was still calm, but his face became a little strange. His talent was naturally excellent, and it was no exaggeration to be the best in the world. However, everyone in the world felt that he was invincible because of his natural talent, which was a fallacy. Because I know very well that in addition to talent, he practiced extremely hard.

If the duel is far superior to the opponent, it will be like leisure time. While relaxing, you can enjoy countless cheers and envious eyes, as well as your reputation as a gain in Changling. However, if it is a duel every three days, it is extremely tiring, especially sometimes you are not sure.

Emperor Yuanwu was silent for a moment, and then said: When he was not sure, he needed to study the other party's practice methods and weaknesses, and he also needed to spend a lot of energy to think about the methods that could be defeated. He forced himself in this way. Many times he did not rest for many days in order to practice a sword move, and sometimes in order to practice a normal sword move, he didn't know how many times he had to practice boringly in a day.

It is precisely because I am very clear about his path of cultivation and how he grows, that I am more sure that even if someone can still surpass his talent, it cannot exceed his efforts several times. Therefore, it is impossible for someone in this world to understand swordsmanship many times faster than him.

Emperor Yuanwu took a deep breath, and looked at Ding Ning who was listening quietly and said: Even if you started practicing since birth, you have already walked the path of his life at such an age. Your attainments in swordsmanship are even more than several times more than when he died in battle. The martial arts and sword scriptures can be inherited, but the attainments and insights of swordsmanship, the sense of swordsmanship that requires countless practices, is impossible to inherit.

So you should not be just his successor, you should be his rebirth.

When Emperor Yuanwu's voice sounded, an unstoppable scream and a horrifying breath sounded like a tsunami. The endless shock and extreme inconsistency made many people in the chariot stiff as Fusu at this time.

If someone takes out a sword to assassinate him at this time, I am afraid that many of them will be assassinated by practitioners who are lower than their level of practice because their minds are too turbulent.

Such words are too shocking.

Ding Ning frowned deeply. He looked directly at Emperor Yuanwu's gaze and said sarcastically: Is there anything like rebirth in the world?

Emperor Yuanwu said coldly: That might be another way to live.

Before Ding Ning spoke again, his eyes had already fallen on Changsun Qianxue and Donghu Old Monk, and then said: Their emotions cannot be concealed. Even my words like this can only show that my speculation is not a problem. For me, no matter what kind of re-working is, even if it is just a problem with the Nine-Death Silkworm's martial arts, you can inherit all his memories, practice experience and even his understanding of practice, then you will be his rebirth. Different methods will be the same.

The breathing of countless people in the field had completely stopped.

In addition to the sound of wind and snow, even the heartbeats of many people seem so clear.

Many people can't help but think, if such speculation is true, and if such information is spread, how shocking the world will be caused.

Ding Ning did not admit it or deny it, but just looked at Emperor Yuanwu and sneered.

Why do you say so much

He sneered and said one after another: You said so much and made such inferences, not to say it to me, but to Zheng Xiu. You just want to infer a reason that you must kill me now. There is only such reason, even if you sacrifice Fusu, she can bear it.

So, what you need now is a reason to sacrifice Fusu. Ding Ning said slowly, word by word.

Above the wind and snow, a loud noise sounded in the sky.

It was like lightning broke through the sky.

Emperor Yuanwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his lips pursed slightly harder.

Until he became the eternal emperor as the people of the Great Qin Dynasty, you still have to rely on her power and still have to endure her, and still are afraid of completely annoying her to break up with her. Ding Ning's face became calmer, and just looked at him lightly and asked: Have you ever thought that if I really said the same thing as you, it would be his rebirth, even further than you thought, then now you are facing me, how do you feel about Yuanwu, your great endurance skills?

Emperor Yuanwu's lips were slightly raised, as if he was proud, but he trembled slightly.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, without making any sounds.

However, the roar in the sky became louder and louder, and everyone present knew that his decision was unchanged and his murderous intent had been decided.

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Chapter completed!