This kind of sword move is very ordinary and not good-looking, but it stretches its arm length to the extreme. Anyone who can understand this sword will feel extremely amazing, because Ding Ning also exerts the lightness of this sword to the extreme.

Yuan Wu still wanted to use both defeats, so that he could naturally make up for his use of sword moves. In terms of breaking moves, Yuan Wu did not think he could surpass Ding Ning.

However, at this time, Yuan Wu was sure that when the opponent's sword tip touched his body, no matter how he set the sword, his sword would never touch Ding Ning's body.

So he had to dodge or block this sword.

Shining may encounter more continuous sword moves, so Yuan Wu shouted angryly, and the sword in his hand shook a sword flower, and he hit Ding Ning's sword hard.

Ding Ning shook his head gently.

The sword flower that Yuan Wu shook was slashed by only the afterimage of the sword he took back.

Ding Ning's body jumped lightly to the left of Yuanwu, and his body swung like a willow in the wind. Even without the support of true energy, the sword in his hand still stabbed four swords in an instant, and four sword lights lit up in the air.

The sword speed is fast enough to deceive people's eyes and perception.

These four swords were clearly stabbed one after another, but at this time it made people unable to tell which sword first and which sword later.

This is another move from the Sword Sutra of the Quliu Sword Academy, the second-rate practice area in Changling. However, no one expected that such a sword move could be followed by the Sword Strike of the White Ape Sword Sutra, and it was so smooth that it made people feel perfect.

A sword screen lit up in front of Yuan Wu.

Yuanwu's wrists were flexible enough to seemingly boneless. His body was standing there before he moved, and the sword in his hand blocked the four sword lights like a peacock spreading his tail.

However, there is still no sound of swords meeting swords.

His sword still fell.

Ding Ning's body had already passed by his side.

At this moment, Ding Ning's sword did not slash directly at his body, but the tip of the sword had already stirred a wave of soil on the ground and threw it towards his back.

Yuanwu suddenly felt even more violent anger in his heart. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, twisting his body, turning his sword with him, and blocking the mud with his sword.

However, he did not block the soil.

This piece of soil did not hit straight with the sword force, but with a strange rotation. When approaching him, it drew an arc and crossed the sword body that was crossing the front. With a muffled sound, it hit Yuanwu's chest.

An uncontrollable scream rang out.

Yuanwu's chest hurt and his breathing stagnated.

Even without any true energy, this piece of soil still has strong strength.

But what Yuanwu couldn't bear more than the pain was that kind of humiliation.

The slightly wet mud splattered on his chest, and a lot of mud sputtered on his chin, sputtering on his face.

Ding Ning was already standing quietly on the ground less than two feet away from him, taking advantage of his poor breathing, he was slowly adjusting his breathing.

Whether in the world of ordinary warriors or in the world of practitioners, the one who can have time to rest and regulate his breath will naturally have more lasting combat power.

Yuanwu resumed his breathing.

But his breathing became heavier.

He and Ding Ning only fought several moves, but the sword in his hand could not even touch Ding Ning's sword body!

No matter how unconvinced he was, he was extremely clear at this moment. No matter how he used sword moves or his experience in fighting, he could not compare with Ding Ning.

Ding Ning slowly raised his head.

His eyes crossed Yuanwu's head and looked at the sky above Changling.

He said lightly: "Now you should understand? Some things are not what you think... The world you think is always far from the real world. Just like you think you can fight me, just like you think that if you don't have me, you and Zheng Xiu will become the most perfect male and female protagonists in this world."

“However that is not the case.”

Ding Ning shook his head indifferently, "Even if I entered Changling late, maybe Zheng Xiu became the queen at the first time, but later, maybe Zheng Xiu betrayed you and seized your throne, many things that happened later may not happen as you thought."

Yuan Wu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"This world is actually very cruel. Even if you treat people well, people may not treat you wholeheartedly. In the end, you are waiting to meet the right person in your life." Ding Ning said softly with a sarcastic voice: "What's more, you can't even be kind to others with your heart. Whether you are friends or the person you love, you are all hypocritical. This entanglement, hypocrisy and entanglement are disgusting."

After saying this, Ding Ning set out his sword.

He has no sympathy for the person he really hates, nor does he want to give a good ending.

His sword did not fall to Yuan Wu's body, but to the ground in front of him.

His body was retreating.

With the continuous step of his feet, the tip of the sword kept sliding upwards in the footprints he left behind and lifted upwards.

Piles of soil continued to fly up rapidly as his sword provoked, like sword pieces continued to fall towards Yuan Wu's body.

This is not like a showdown between powerful sword masters, but like a playful play between children. However, as the sword paths in Ding Ning's hand continue to change, these mud pieces that were stomped on hard also had their own different flight trajectories in the air.

Some are as straight as arrows, some are as tile flying on the water surface, some fall from the air, and some are as flying objects, flying back in the air strangely.

Yuanwu couldn't avoid all these clay pieces.

It was impossible for him to rush directly towards Ding Ning regardless of these clay pieces.

The previous power of the soil made him realize that it was impossible for him to withstand the blows of these soils to keep up with Ding Ning's footsteps and to be close to him.

So he took a deep breath and waved his sword to defend.

However, in the next moment, it was difficult for him to breathe.

His sword shattered the flying mud pieces, which shattered into dust, covering his sight and causing a large amount of dust to rush into his nose.

He couldn't help but cough.

A piece of mud cut across his cheek.

A bright blood flowed down his cheeks.

More mud pieces fell on him, more wounds appeared on his body, and more blood flowed down.

The initial screams on Hegang had completely disappeared, and the world had become completely quiet, with only the slight mud sound of the mud being smashed, and the tearing sound of the hard edges of the mud being cut through clothes and body.

Yuan Wu roared violently, and he began to swing his sword wildly and ran towards Ding Ning.

But Ding Ning still moved calmly and retreated.

At this time, everyone understood Ding Ning's intention.

He just used some of the simplest sword moves in Changling to let Yuan Wu understand many truths, and then he put Yuan Wu in a desperate situation where Wang Jingmeng was in many years ago.

No matter how much you fight, you can't reach the real opponent, and you can't even touch the corner of your clothes.

Yuanwu was cut into pieces by the most ordinary soil in this world.

...

Without the support of true energy, the more blood flows, the faster the strength disappears, and the slower the movements and reactions.

Yuan Wu felt that the sun was getting brighter and brighter, but his eyes became blurred.

A piece of mud cut through his knees.

As a stream of blood mixed with flesh and blood sprinkled, he could no longer support his body's balance and knelt down.
Chapter completed!