Thus, the pitiful Jian Miesheng suffered a tragedy.
Ding Ning had long disliked this guy who jumped up and down. How could he let him go?
"Ah!"
Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, before anyone could react, they heard a shrill scream.
Jian Miesheng's blood stained the sky. The headless body fell with a thud onto the seats of the Holy-sword Villa. Blood sprayed everywhere, covering Jiang Wenjian's head and face.
"No, impossible. How could he take a blow from me and be fine? "
Jiang Wenjian had no time to think about anything else. He stared at the unharmed Ding Ning in a daze and muttered to himself in disbelief.
All of this seemed to take a long time, but in reality, it happened in a flash. The entire scene was silent and sank into a deathly silence. Everyone looked at Ding Ning in shock. They couldn't understand how he had done it.
That was a blow from a warrior in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Even if it was a Holy Martial Arts Realm warrior with his cultivation suppressed, it was still much more powerful than an attack from a warrior in the Sky Martial Arts Realm.
After all, when one reached the Holy Martial Arts Realm, they had completely left the realm of mortals. They had surpassed the Connate Realm and entered a higher level of life. Even the spiritual power in their bodies would undergo a qualitative change and ascend to divine power.
Ding Ning spun beautifully in the air. Using the power of Jiang Wenjian's blow, he flew back to where the Qingyun Security was. He landed steadily on the Red-haired Hou's body with a calm expression.
If it wasn't for the long gash on the back of his clothes from the sword qi, it would have been as if nothing had happened.
"This boy is worthy of me making a move."
Thirteenth Wang finally stopped wiping his sword. The fighting spirit around him continued to rise. A pair of eyes thirsting for battle stared fixedly at Ding Ning. The shining sword hummed without any wind with his fighting spirit, making a buzzing sound.
Ding Ning seemed to feel something and abruptly looked toward where Thirteenth Wang was. Looking at his provocative gaze, a disdainful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. He turned his head, too lazy to pay attention to him.
Didn't you just use your mind to nurture a sword spirit? And it's the kind that doesn't have much intelligence. At most, it can barely be considered a medium level spiritual weapon. What is there to show off in front of me, someone who has even killed the sword spirit of a divine weapon? Do you have to stare at me with that kind of lustful expression?
"He must be wearing Spirit Armor, that's why he was unscathed by that strike."
Because Han Wuyang, the overseeing expert of Medical Saint Family, was killed instantly, Li Congfeng was scared out of his wits. Therefore, he remained silent and kept a low profile.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but speak of his speculation. After all, it was truly too inconceivable that Ding Ning was able to block Jiang Wenjian's sword strike and come out unscathed.
"Life and Death Extinguisher is so unlucky. Even his spirit couldn't escape?"
The blue veins on Jiang Wenjian's forehead bulged. He glared at Ding Ning and said with hatred.
Everyone felt the same way and revealed expressions of sympathy. Indeed, with Jian Chen's peak Life Extinguishing Divine Might cultivation, if it weren't for the enchantment suppressing his cultivation, how could he have died in such a careless manner?
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with greed. A spiritual armor that could block Jiang Wenjian's sword, that was definitely a good item.
But she was not a brainless fool. She knew that Ding Ning was in the limelight at this moment. If she wanted to kill him to avenge her sister, she had to protect herself first and then slowly figure out a plan.
Yu Tiejian looked at Ding Ning, who had no fear on his face with great interest. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "I don't know where you got the news, but I can guarantee that this man is not one of our clansmen."
"Oh, in that case, don't blame me for being merciless when I come back."
Jiang Wenjian was also nervous. In this enchantment, he was not sure that he could kill Ding Ning, who was wearing a protective soft armor. Now, he could only say some polite words and find a chance to get rid of this scourge when he came back.
"Merciless? Hahaha, Jiang Wenjian, you are still so hypocritical. When have you ever shown mercy to our Holy-saber Ancient Tribe? "
Yu Tiejian sneered with a face full of sarcasm.
Jiang Wenjian blushed and didn't want to argue with him at this moment. He changed the topic with a cold face and said, "It's getting late. Let's hurry up and start the opening ceremony of the Warriors' Assembly."
"Old Ancestor, are we just going to let that little bastard go?"
"Old Ancestor, please take revenge for Master?"
"Old Ancestor …"
…
The disciples of Jian Miesheng and the disciples of the Holy-sword Villa all spoke with indignation.
"Shut up. We must take revenge for Miesheng, but now is not the time. It's more important to hold the Warriors' Assembly first."
Jiang Wenjian squinted his eyes and shouted angrily. All the disciples immediately fell silent. They bit their lips and lowered their heads. They were full of dissatisfaction with this Old Ancestor who was afraid of death, but they didn't dare to say anything more.
Yu Tiejian's lips curled into a mocking smile and he said to himself, "It's better to get what's right than to ask for what's wrong. No wonder our villa is getting worse."
Jiang Wenjian's face became even uglier because of his sarcasm. The cultivation of swordsmanship was all about being unyielding and never being afraid of any strong enemy.
In the past, the Holy-sword Villa's swordsmanship was so divine that even the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe had to look up to it. However, as the Holy-sword Villa occupied the position of the Holy Gate and was admired by countless sects, it had been pampered for too long and had developed the habit of being arrogant.
As long as they used the name of the Holy Gate, no one dared to provoke them easily. As a result, the spirit of swordsmanship of the Holy-sword Villa was gradually worn out in the comfortable and respected life. Generation after generation, the Holy-sword Villa gradually fell into a disadvantageous position in the conflict with the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
Although the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe rarely showed up, they had never been afraid of anyone. Even when they were at a disadvantage, they never flinched. Instead of declining, they became stronger and stronger.
As a result, the Holy-sword Villa had to be bound to the Holy Medical Family to compete with the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe. They also developed the habit of relying on the elixirs of the Holy Medical Family to improve their cultivation, so that the Holy-sword Villa gradually followed the lead of the Holy Medical Family.
This was the truth, and Jiang Wenjian was very clear about it. Therefore, no matter how harsh Yu Tiejian's words were, he could only turn a deaf ear and pretend that he didn't hear it.
"Jing Qianzhong, go and measure that guy's strength."
Seeing that Jiang Wenjian pretended to be a turtle, Yu Tiejian felt bored and gave an order to a long-haired young man behind him.
"Yes!"
The long-haired young man was expressionless and walked toward Ding Ning with his head held high without fear.
Jiang Wenjian's face darkened. The Holy-sword Villa was afraid to fight, but the disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe challenged Ding Ning at this time, which was a slap in the face.
Of course, he was also very clear that Yu Tiejian's order was not only to humiliate the Holy-sword Villa, but also for other reasons.
First, there must be a reason for the rumor. Yu Tiejian still attached great importance to whether the Sky-killing Saber had been exposed or not, and he wanted Jing Qianzhong to force Ding Ning to show his broadswordsmanship. Second, although the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe was not afraid of trouble, they had always been unwilling to cause trouble, let alone take the blame for Ding Ning. Therefore, he took this opportunity to show that Ding Ning was not a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
Jing Qian Zhong's footsteps were slow, but with every step he took, the aura around his body would become stronger, giving people a huge pressure.
Ding Ning stared at him as he walked slowly toward him. He secretly praised Jing Qianzhong's strength. The Holy-saber Ancient Tribe deserved to be the First Holy Gate. Anyone they sent could threaten him.
He did not know that Yu Tiejian had sent Jing Qianzhong after careful consideration. Jing Qianzhong was the strongest among the people of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe except Yu Tiejian.
Even if he won by himself, it would not be honorable. It would be an unfair victory. If he sent someone else, he was worried that he would not be able to defeat Ding Ning. If he sent someone else, he would lose the face of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
Therefore, after careful consideration, he could only send Jing Qianzhong, the second expert, to give Ding Ning enough pressure to force him to show his broadswordsmanship.
"Show me your broadswordsmanship."
Under the gaze of the crowd, Jing Qianzhong finally stood opposite Ding Ning. His cold face showed a touch of fanaticism.
When he had seen Ding Ning easily kill Jian Miesheng, his hands had been itching. He wished he could have a good fight with Ding Ning. Now that the opportunity had come, how could he not be excited?
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes. He was very displeased with Jing Qianzhong's arrogance. He lightly said, "If you want me to show my broadswordsmanship, you have to see if you are capable enough."
Jing Qianzhong was a martial arts fanatic and had a cold personality. Hearing this, he was not angry. He said matter-of-factly, "If you don't show your broadswordsmanship, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to."
"Hahaha, I've seen arrogance, but I've never seen such arrogance. I want to see what ability you have that I won't even have the chance to show my broadswordsmanship."
Ding Ning was so angry that he laughed. Jing Qianzhong's arrogance had completely angered him.
"In that case, as you wish."
Jing Qianzhong said coldly.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a voice broke the frozen atmosphere. Everyone looked over.
They saw Thirteenth Wang, dressed in warrior clothing, leisurely holding his sword. Wearing wooden clogs on his feet, he swayed as he walked toward them.
"Do you want to die?"
Jing Qianzhong had already prepared to show his broadswordsmanship but had been interrupted by Thirteenth Wang. He did not feel very happy. He cast a cold glance at Thirteenth Wang and asked.
The corner of Thirteenth Wang's mouth twitched. He was very angry. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and maintained a calm state of mind. Arrogantly, he said, "I had wanted to see the swordsmanship of the Holy-sword Villa. Unfortunately, they couldn't withstand a single blow. I'm very disappointed. Although you use broadswords, you can just about be my opponent. I don't want to wait until both of you are injured and can't even find an opponent."
After these words were said, the entire scene immediately sank into a deathly silence. F * ck, where did this Japanese come from? How dare he be so arrogant?
In particular, the people of the Holy-sword Villa. Their faces were as black as charcoal. This was simply disdain for the Holy-sword Villa.
Ding Ning's broadswordsmanship and swordsmanship aside, he was definitely a difficult character to deal with. Yet, Jing Qianzhong still dared to step forward at this time. This was enough to show that he had confidence that was not weaker than Ding Ning's.
Ding Ning and Jing Qianzhong were stunned. Was this Japanese guy stupid? Or did he have absolute confidence that he dared to look down on the two outstanding talents of the same level?
"If you are afraid, then come at me together."
The corner of Thirteenth Wang's mouth twitched slightly. He felt incomparably happy in his heart. Yes, this was his goal. He wanted to trample these two eye-catching Shenzhou geniuses under his feet in front of the world and tell the world who was the number one genius of the young generation in the martial arts world.
"Has this guy been kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Ding Ning came to his senses and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Jing Qianzhong agreed deeply. For the first time, a look of disdain appeared on his unsmiling face. "Is this Japanese guy crazy to become famous?"
"Do you want to do it or do I want to do it? The sooner we get rid of him, the sooner we can finish things. It's getting late, and the Warriors' Assembly should be held."
Ding Ning said lazily.
"Let me do it. You just fought. Even if I win, it won't be honorable. Wait, I'll first deal with this idiot and then come to you."
Jing Qianzhong said very calmly, not taking Thirteenth Wang seriously at all.
"Be careful not to fail miserably. Hurry up, don't make me wait too long."
Ding Ning shrugged noncommittally. He knew that people like Jing Qianzhong, no matter how disdainful his words were, would not be careless when he really fought. However, he still kindly reminded him.
Thirteenth Wang's arrogance, as if he was the first and he was the second, made him very displeased.
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