The Sword Dynasty

Chapter 67: Authentic reverse

Under the chopping wood of Ding Ning's unappealing chopping wood, the necks of the armored lizards were all cut open, and the movements of the body and forelimbs became slower and slower, and eventually they remained completely motionless as the entire head approached falling.

Ding Ning violently gasped, after all, limited to repair, his arms have begun to be sour, and the exhaustion of infuriating also made him feel tired.

Only he knew that he had no time to stop. He looked at the flesh-and-blooded armored lizard. He crouched down and used the last broken sword in his hand as a crowbar. He took off the scales on the back of the armored lizard and then carefully Start cutting meat.

For him, killing this beast has taken a long time to get his flesh and blood, so it is still a bit disgusting at this time. The most important thing is that the internal organs of the armored lizard, especially the stomach pouch, are full of the practitioners. Sick toxins and dirty things, so he has to control his own swords and not too deep, do not cut the internal organs when cutting meat.

Looking at the way he carefully cut the meat, a student from Baiyunguan who was the same as Xie Changsheng returned from the shock, could not help but sigh and said: "He knows a lot."

Xu Heshan took a deep breath and sighed: "There are many readings in the alleys."

Gu Xichun's double eyebrows provoked again and his eyes picked up slightly.

He is very clear that Xu Heshan's sentence is against his counterattack.

Because this is an old saying of the Daqin dynasty, it contains two layers of meaning.

One layer means that people born between ordinary towns and lanes rarely have the opportunity to become practitioners, so most of them can only study, and they can find a way to become a thinker.

The other layer means that it is precisely because those who are born in the city and alleys become practitioners who are harder than the nobles, so those who want to become practitioners will have more desire for spiritual knowledge, and they will look at them with hunger and thirst. A book about practice that can be found.

Therefore, many practitioners who are born in the lanes often know more. Especially after becoming a practitioner, they will cherish all opportunities of practice, work harder and often have high achievements.

"His start is still too late." Gu Xichun thought for a moment and felt that Ding Ning, who was still far away from himself, had some self-deprecating identities, so he finally calmed down and just said this sentence softly.

This sentence is fair, and all the students around the ceremony agree with each other and are silent.

Because even if he was only born in the portal of ordinary aristocrats, the talent that Ding Ning showed at the moment, I am afraid that he would be able to step into the path of practice in the early six or seven years, and the family will certainly give as much as possible to help with the practice. .

However, when he reached this age, he only practiced for a month, so even if he had amazing spiritual talents, at this moment, he and He Zhaoxi, and Gu Xichun, even compared with Nangong Cai, have fallen behind a long distance. .

Perhaps it is this gap that is naturally behind the six or seven years. In the future, it will always lag behind in various tests and it will never be able to catch up.

Xu Heshan knows that this is a fact. He can't argue and fall into silence, but he feels more unfair, so his heart is more and more sulking and his face is more ugly.

"He started really late, but we used it by ordinary people, but he ran with all his strength." However, at this time, a clear and unspeakable power of female voices sounded again, all in all. The auricle of the person.

Xie Rou made a sound at this time.

Her eyes never pulled away from Ding Ning's body.

At the moment, Ding Ning has completed the cutting of meat from the armored lizard. The meat on the back of the armored lizard is the thickest, thickest, and the most unpalatable, but relatively clean and safe.

Slightly deal with the two pieces of meat that were cut, dripping some blood, and using the cloth and the rattan to carry the two pieces of meat on the back, because time is obviously very tense for Ding Ning, so he began to move toward the wolf smoke. The area is striding up.

These two meats add up to a weight of more than ten kilograms, but because his body is weaker than the rest of the practitioners, plus he has experienced two intense battles in succession, especially in killing the armored lizard. After the meat was cut, the wheezing was not even, so it was extremely difficult for him to run at the moment.

Even people who are on the viewing platform can clearly see that Ding Ning's hands and legs are a little different, and he can see that his chest seems to be breaking like a violent ups and downs.

The scorching heat from his mouth, and the steaming heat on his body, always ushered in layers of white mist in front of and around him.

At the moment, almost all the disciples of the White Sheep Cave and the Qingteng Jianyuan, which have not been eliminated in this area at the entrance, are already far ahead of Ding Ning.

Some of the smoothest people on the road, even near the edge of the area surrounded by wolf smoke, are about to reach the area that must be entered.

Ding Ning alone is lonely in the end.

Even everyone on the viewing platform can easily judge it. With his running speed at the moment, he can only barely enter the area surrounded by wolf smoke before noon.

It’s just that he’s a tough and tenacious, calm running gesture, but it’s enough to make people feel and feel the power and ideas that many people don’t have.

Xie's face was filled with porcelain-like radiance, but her eyes were moved by the midday sun.

Ding Ning moved her, and the flames in her eyes also touched more people on the viewing platform.

Ding Ning is running hard.

He is racing against time and is also chasing the young talents of the White Sheep Cave and the Qingteng Jianyuan, which are close to the areas that must be reached.

His body is close to the limit, and there seems to be a fire in the chest and abdomen between the breaths. It is hard to tell.

But his eyes are always calm and cold, and he looks long-term outside the score.

Because the rest of the cheers in the stands are not known to everyone, his catch-up at this moment has more meaning... because he is chasing, and his own life, as well as the powerful practitioners of Changling who are highly weighted. Those princes, queens and two phases, as well as the high above, the land of the Daqinhe Mountain is at the foot, and the emperor who has been to the eighth world has been practicing.

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Just as Ding Ning was running hard, a man wearing a yellow crepe robes was carrying his hands, standing on a military field in a military camp, watching the streets of Changling in the distance.

Because Changling is too big to see the end, it seems awkward.

The man's complexion, exudes a topaz-like luster, wide forehead, and a great momentum in his eyes. It seems that the entire military camp can be held in his hand at any time.

He is naturally the general of the Tiger and Wolf North Army.

At the moment, on his side, stood a black shirt master who looked like he was forty years old.

Like the practitioner who sighs and succumbs to the ancients, the hair of this black-shirt master has also been white, and all the faces are traces of the wind frost.

"Do you really think I have to do this?"

Liang Lian looked at the distance in the distance, and seriously asked the quietly standing master next to him.

"General, you have to do this." The black-shirted master nodded and said softly.

Liang Lian turned to look at him and said: "The private use of the public device, using some means to grab some self-sufficient capital from the people of Changling, even if it fails, it only causes the disappointment of the Queen and the Holy, but let go of Baishan. The existence of water, such as the lack of a lonely mountain sword, and even attempted to collude with the white mountains and waters, this is the real big rebellion, the sacred anger, do not know how many heads will fall."

There is no change in the face of the black-shirt master. It is still respectful and whispered: "General, you know better than me, what is your foundation in Changling... You are the same as the night head, the reason why you can be good, lively, just because The sword in your hands has enough weight, just because you have the value to use, just because you are strong."

Liang Lian shook his head. "I am not the same as the night."

The black-shirt master also shook his head: "You have had a relationship with that person, and since you betrayed the person, you will feel that you may betray him. So he has never been like trusting two phases and the thirteen princes. Trust you as much, so don't feel that you can sit back and relax without worrying about the Queen. If you follow the thoughts of her and those noble people, let the night head glory and die, and win the lonely mountain sword for the queen and the saint. The road is your way."

Lianglian’s face did not change, but he was silent for a while.

"The fewer people like the night head and the white mountain water, the more stable the Changling is, the more unsafe you are, so you can't easily let such people disappear. Your foothold is fundamental and always comes from your own strength, as long as You are strong enough, even if you can't seal it, you can at least guard one side in Guanwai."

The black-shirted master slowly raised his head and said slowly and firmly: "We climbed out of the dead man outside the customs... When a city died and only two of us were left, we were not afraid. I finally climbed to the present. In this position, there are so many people dead. Are you afraid of the generals? All the things we have done in the past are to be able to take their own path at their own feet. This is what you have taught me. thing."

Liang Lian has been silent for a long time.

The autumn wind rolled up the yellow sand on the battlefield and was caged on him and the black shirt master.

His face was mild, but he nodded and said to the black shirt master: "No!"

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