Liang Lian's body was as cold as iron.

His eyebrows and hair were all frozen like steel needles.

His skin was covered with a thin layer of frost, exuding a blue-black glow.

The entire Tiger Wolf Northern Army Central Army camp has become the real Nine Netherworlds.

Liang Lian's gaze fell on his hands.

Looking at the cracks on the skin of his hands, feeling the killing of this sword qi that is actually the coldest in the world in his body, and feeling the internal injuries that suddenly became more serious, his face was just blindly indifferent, but he felt puzzled in his heart.

Naturally, the camp did not allow his subordinates to enter this Chinese military area.

It's just that this kind of severe cold will do the same harm to any cultivator who enters... If this eldest lady of Gongsun wants to hold grievances for the person she loved and hated deeply, she doesn't want to see him leave Changling and have no chance to kill him in the future.

So after the eldest lady of the former Gongsun family retreats, who else can enter here and kill him?

In the entire Changling, among those people, who else would stand on her side and enter here to kill him?

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The corners of his eyes were frozen and cracked, but they were immediately frozen by the cold, as if he had drawn a red eyeliner.

In the blue-black wind and snow, a figure suddenly appeared, carrying a box.

The box was covered with blue-black ice crystals, which looked very large, like a coffin.

It's a teenager.

A teenager who shouldn't have been here, should have been somewhere else.

Military intelligence tends to be the quickest to return.

Liang Lian did not leave the barracks, but he already knew the final result of the battle that had just ended.

In the military intelligence report, the teenager was seriously injured.

Liang Lian's eyes slowly widened, and the corners of his eyes cracked a little.

He couldn't help but laugh as if he had discovered something particularly ridiculous.

Then he looked at the young man seriously and asked, "Nine Dead Silkworms?"

This young man is Ding Ning.

It seemed impossible for him to appear here, and yet he just appeared in such a snowstorm.

He wasn't coughing up blood.

Moreover, the surrounding blizzard did not cause substantial damage to him, but seemed to fill some dry places in his body.

Ding Ning's face was a little pale.

But he was calm, his breathing was smooth, and he exuded a sense of power that had never been felt before.

At this time, he was even sharper and stronger than when he was fighting with the palace maid surnamed Rong.

At this time, he is a sword that is completely unsheathed.

"Pretend to be seriously injured, and then come and kill me. In this way, no one would think that it was you, especially if I died at the hands of the Nine Dead Silkworms, at the hands of that person's heirs, you would be even more disconnected. ”

Before Ding Ning could speak, Liang Lian shook his head, and said softly as if mocking and appreciative: "In the future, no one would have thought that you are the descendant of the Nine Dead Silkworms, it is really a wonderful plan to kill birds with one stone." He is worthy of being the heir of that person. ”

Ding looked at him quietly, and finally pursed his lips slightly, and said loudly: "No one would have thought that a groom back then would become today's General Liang by selling his friends for glory." ”

Liang Lian sneered: "Do grooms have to be grooms?"

Ding Ning shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, but if you use this method to become General Liang, you should die." ”

"I really appreciate you. ”

Liang Lian raised his head, and then said sincerely: "That person is so powerful even the heir he found... If I were dead, who would have thought that it would be you who came to assassinate me, and who would have thought that you would stab two great enemies in a row in one day? ”

"After all, I am now a general who only lacks military merits and has no title. ”

After a pause, Liang Lian laughed, laughing so much that the blue-black ice chips on his face fell, "I am a cultivator of the Seven Realms, after all, I am not a palace maid. ”

Ding Ning shook his head, looked at the general who was full of sarcasm, and sincerely corrected his statement: "It is a cultivator who has been seriously injured. ”

"The chill has reached its strongest, and then it will turn from thick to light, it is the best time to shoot, what are you waiting for?"

Liang Lian restrained his smile and looked at Ding Ning and the ice coffin-like box behind Ding Ning, "I'm also curious, after you have used so many means, what other means can you have?

The battle of the great general is not only for cultivation, but also for the means of attacking the heart.

However, this was of little use to Ding Ning.

Since he was cold overnight, Bai Shanshui and the eldest grandson Qianxue, and many more such amazing characters in the world have been willing to become pawns in his plan, then for him at this time, he is only acting according to the plan.

When Liang Lian spoke to the heart, he already knew that Liang Lian was about to make a move, and then he accurately grabbed Liang Lian's shot.

The iron box behind him clicked like an ice coffin, opening an inch.

The remnant sword of the last flower flew out of it, and several shadows on the sword dissipated.

Liang Lian Huo Ran looked back.

In the wind and snow, a sword intent had already broken through the air from behind him!

He couldn't understand it, but the power had already subconsciously erupted from his hands.

There was a muffled thumping sound.

His body shook.

With a bang, a black wave of water poured down, and in an instant, it turned into countless ice beads and fell to the ground behind him.

He slowly withdrew the unpretentious long sword that lay behind him, and a wisp of blood appeared from the corner of his mouth, which instantly froze on his face.

"Edgeworth's intent. ”

"This is the sword intent of Bai Shanshui. ”

Liang Lian looked at Ding Ning in the wind and snow in front of him, and spoke slowly.

"You've got your timing right... Bai Shanshui just used a sword, so this sword intent is very strong... What else do you have?"

He wanted to see what else Ding Ning had, but naturally he wouldn't wait stupidly for Ding Ning to use all the means one by one.

The sword in his hand didn't seem to move, but with a snort, the wind and snow in the sky cracked a corner, and a terrifying aura condensed like a stick, like the meaning of heavenly punishment, and smashed down extremely brutally.

This is the power of the Seven Realms.

Ding Ning's body made a lot of popping sounds, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't even be able to move at this time.

However, at this moment, countless silkworm sounds had already sounded in his body.

Countless stars of light that were visible to the naked eye surged up on his surface, just like countless real dense silkworms.

Countless rustling sounds echoed in the air.

The true element in Ding Ning's body flowed out incomparably steadily.

There was a sharp hiss from the iron box behind him, filled with fear.

Then the iron box was opened a few feet.

A new blizzard was spawned with the desperate eruption of the Frost Vitality in the iron box.

The countless fine silkworms that permeated Ding Ning's body also opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out the wind and snow that had been absorbed by the double cultivation of the eldest grandson Qianxue for more than ten years.

It's like all the shackles are untied.

This is true presumptuousness.

is also presumptuous, as well as Ding Ning's sword intent.

With the flying of the remnant sword of the last flower, all these vitality changes in the heaven and earth several zhang in front of him, turning into a sword intent that Liang Lian couldn't understand at all and felt unattainable.

All his arrogance and self-confidence were gone.

He began to understand his mistakes.

"You..."

He wanted to speak up.

But because of great fear, his voice trembled so much that he could not speak.

Ding Ning's sword has not yet been exhausted.

There was a bang.

The chilling little sword in his body also flew out.

These small swords flew straight out, but they no longer belonged to one point, but brought out a straight line.

Each route is a unique talisman.

The newly formed blizzard is attributed to these runes.

Then all the power changed and turned into a sword light.

A sword light that Liang Lian had ever seen.

If this sword light was not seriously injured and could completely use the power of the Seven Realms, he should be able to catch it.

However, at this time, he could clearly perceive that his strength was one line behind.

There is only one line left, and life and death are separated.

This sword is called a ray of heaven.

Liang Lian's sword intent had also been completely spewed out.

The sword in his hand was still in a forward posture, but a line of blood had already appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

An ever-expanding line of blood.

(One of our authors wrote about the same people of the Sword Dynasty and posted it on the Evenjia Chinese website.) It is written about the story of Yan Xinlan, the sword master of the last flower remnant sword, and the address is Http://www.ouj.com/book/12.html)