The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 465: Ye Dingdang, bright like flowers!

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Tang Zheng has nothing to do, and Qin Batian is unable to stop it. He said anxiously: "Tang Zheng, what should I do now? If Miss Ye is defeated, it will be bad."

Tang Zheng wanted to stop it loudly to no avail. Besides, it would cause Ye Dingdang to be distracted. The only thing he can do now is to look forward to the miracle.

Is there a miracle?

The blade of light is like practice, like nine days of silver pouring down, pulling out a white light, and splitting towards the top of Ye Dingdang like Lightning.

Dang!

With a sound of gold stone striking, the Ye Dingdang's sword somehow stopped the opponent's sword's path, and a bright spark broke out.

Huh?

Song Hanjun frowned slightly, and the blade returned as soon as it touched, like a spring, but the blade did not rebound too much, and then attacked with thunder.

Between one attack and one attack, it is easy to open and close, very fast.

Ye Dingdang clenched her teeth, blowing the reddened cheeks red, but there was no fear in her eyes, only perseverance.

Oh!

The long sword turned around, blocking the big knife dangerously and dangerously, the angle was very tricky, and it was unbelievable.

"Two tricks!" Ye Dingdang finally burst out with three words, and Song Hanjun's face sank, and the black was like the sky before the storm.

"What's the matter, these tricky two tricks have blocked this little girl, huh, Ye Xuanji that old fox ~ one ~ this ~ reading ~ novel ybdu .. I don't know what stunts she taught me, even this It works so well. However, her strength is too weak after all, she wants to support ten tricks and dream! "

Song Hanjun's heart was ruthless, with a low roar, the shadow of his hand flew, and the sword light was like a shadow, followed one by one.

Ye Dingdang does n’t dare to breathe, but just stares at the looming sword, frequently raises the sword in his hand, or picks, or thorns, or stabs.

A miracle happened. Her movements did not go up in the clouds. However, the bland long sword exploded in her hands with strange powers.

There are traces of sword light in the air, ping pong, sword light and sword shadow, none of them hit the body of Ye Dingdang.

Among them, the most dangerous one has already hacked to Ye Dingdang's before the forehead, but that sword is a haunt that blocked the blow, dangerous and dangerous.

"Seven moves!" Ye Dingdang's eyes burst out with a bright light, and her confidence was soaring. In fact, she only made this bet with a sigh of enthusiasm.

Because she understands that the only way to win in this danger is to force the other party to agree, so she seeks the slightest opportunity to get Tang Zheng out.

Otherwise, with Qin Batian alone, no one wants to get benefits today.

After the hands-on, although she exerted Wind Chasing Sword Technique relatively hard, but the power of Wind Chasing Sword Technique also exploded.

Do n’t look at Wind Chasing Sword Technique without Inner Energy or True Qi control, this set of Sword Technique is based on the muscles and strength of the human body to achieve many incredible reactions.

This requires more of the human body qualitative, so when you are unfamiliar with the sword moves, it will be a test of its performance.

Ye Dingdang has passed the test, she has not fully exerted the power of Wind Chasing Sword Technique, but she has already accepted the seven moves of Song Hanjun.

Victory is in sight, Ye Dingdang's teeth are bitten tighter, his eyes are full of firmness.

The others were stunned by this scene. Song Yu and Chu Shaofeng were stunned, and the next duck egg was stuffed in their mouths.

"How is this ... How is it possible? Is he draining water?"

This speculation was immediately rejected. Song Hanjun was not such a person. Moreover, winning this bet is of great benefit to his son. He cannot possibly joke about the future of Song Yu.

Qin Batian is a master of Innate, with good eyesight, staring thoughtfully at Ye Dingdang, he was secretly surprised: "Is this set of Sword Technique Ye Clan? Why have I never heard of it, this set of Sword Technique is definitely not simple, big family Sure enough, background is deep. "

Tang Zheng's eyes narrowed into a thin slit. He had judged that Wind Chasing Sword Technique was quite extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so magical.

If it is based on the true level of Ye Dingdang, she will definitely lose within five moves, but she has survived the seven moves with Wind Chasing Sword Technique, and there is no obvious decline.

This quick master is too scary.

"The things in the heart of Chi You are really treasure. If you can take out all the good things in it, it will be a huge treasure." Tang Zheng secretly dreamed.

"What kind of Sword Technique are you?" Song Hanjun also saw the clues, he was also well-informed, but he had never seen anything about this set of Sword Technique.

If it is Sword Technique of Ye Clan, I have never heard of it. If Ye Clan has such a powerful Sword Technique, it will be known to everyone.

"Wind Chasing Sword Technique." Ye Dingdang flashed a few smug glances on his face, and said a corner of his mouth.

"Wind Chasing Sword Technique?" Song Hanjun determined that he had never heard the name, "Who taught you?"

Ye Dingdang E raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Why should I tell you?"

Song Hanjun was furious: "Since you still want to succeed, then I am really welcome."

"Who made you polite?" Ye Dingdang choked.

Are Song Hanjun polite?

Of course you are welcome.

He wanted to knock down Ye Dingdang in one move, which would be really powerful, and the reputation of Song Clan would be even more important than Ye Clan.

But it turned out to be contrary to his wishes. He tried his best to feed the baby, but failed.

"Well, I do n’t believe this evil." Song Hanjun eyes erupted terrifyingly, shouted: "Look at the knife!"

Hu!

The air in all directions was completely disturbed by this stroke. The wind was turbulent, the wind and thunder blew in the silent place, and the east light flashed over, as if training Lightning fell together.

The power of this trick has not been exhausted, and the other two tricks are on the rise. The power of these three tricks is stacked one after another, and the mountains and seas are generally attacking Ye Dingdang.

Ye Dingdang looks a bit pale, but keeps pace. With the three-foot green front in his hand, he makes successive moves, and each move is fast, ruthless and accurate.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Sparks were splattering, and there was a blast of air in all directions, and the rocks embedded in the ground flew free from the earth and flew away.

The Ye Dingdang is at the center of the storm, but it does n’t move. It ’s like a pin of the sea god.

Poof!

A bite of blood spewed out, and Ye Dingdang's complexion turned pale, but her legs seemed to have taken root, plunging into the ground without moving.

Everything is calm.

Ye Dingdang's mouth was gradually rippling, she succeeded, and a miracle really happened. Under the circumstances that others thought impossible, she really survived ten moves and Tang Zheng was saved.

"You lost." Zhu Lip lightly opened, Ye Dingdang spit out these three words faintly, relieved in his heart, a relief expression.

Song Hanjun glared wide and shouted incredulously: "Impossible!"

The impossible becomes possible, this is a miracle.

Ye Dingdang created a miracle. Not only did she rely on Wind Chasing Sword Technique, but more importantly, the courage in her heart and her love for Tang Zheng. All these things were superimposed together to support her.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how can I not defeat you with ten strokes." Song Hanjun was furious, and the anger in his eyes was burning.

Suddenly, his eyes were full of fierce glory, and he flew to Ye Dingdang with a flash of his figure, and the generous broadsword split towards Ye Dingdang.

Ye Dingdang survived these ten tricks with amazing perseverance. As soon as this eleventh trick came out, she would definitely lose.

She can lift up a three-foot green front, however, the power is not the same as before.

kacha!

The long sword broke, and the heavy blade hit the chest of Ye Dingdang. The sound of broken bones suddenly sounded, and a large mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of Ye Dingdang.

She flew backwards like a broken kite.

No one expected that Song Hanjun would be shamelessly handed when losing a bet.

"Dingdang." Tang Zheng rushed out, and his footsteps were a bit vain, but he caught her before Ye Dingdang landed.

He stumbled back a few steps before stopping, but he could n’t wait for himself, and could not wait to ask: “Dingdang, how are you doing?”

Ye Dingdang opened his eyes, smiled lightly, and stared at Tang Zheng. His eyes were full of satisfaction and nostalgia, and he said: "I ... did my best."

A burst of tears poured into Tang Zheng ’s eyes, his voice choked up, and nodded quickly: "I know, you did well, you won the bet and saved me."

"You used to save me from disaster, this time ... I finally saved you once." Ye Dingdang said with a smile, but his eyes closed quickly.

Tang Zheng was shocked and shook her hurriedly, shouting: "Dingdang, you can't sleep, you have to hold on."

"I'm so tired, I want to sleep." Ye Dingdang whispered dreamily, "Your arms are so warm, I want to lie in your arms all the time."

"I let you lie down, don't sleep, it doesn't matter how long you want to lie down." Tang Zheng is really panicked, and the Six Gods have no Lord.

Originally, victory was expected, but the peaks and turns turned into this look.

"Then I will lie ... for a long time ... for a long time ..." Ye Dingdang closed his eyes.

Tang Zheng was mad, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "Dingdang, you can't die, you haven't beat me yet, aren't we betting? You want to beat me, then let me be In the face of everyone, I admit that you are better than me. You have not completed this matter, you can't be okay. "

Tears burst into tears.

God seemed to feel his sorrow. A Lightning suddenly lit up in the dark black cloud, but the Houtian sky was completely covered by Lightning, as if Lightning was about to tear the sky.

Boom!

The thunder thundered, shook the world, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Wow!

Heavy rain came down Qingpeng, as if God was crying, Tang Zheng was instantly drowned as a chicken, the rain and tears mixed together, salty, slipped into his mouth, covered His both eyes.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, there was a long roar, which included endless anger and grief, and he stood up suddenly, holding Ye Dingdang.

Eyes stared at Song Hanjun. Even though the rain had covered his eyes, the appearance of Song Hanjun was particularly clear in his eyes and quickly fixed.