MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 232 Long hate

Do you need a reason to hate someone?

Of course you need it.

Ding Ning looked at Yuan Wu and slowly raised his head and said: "I want to hear your reasons."

Yuan Wudao: "Because Zheng sleeves."

Ding Ning's brow was deeply wrinkled.

He did not expect that at this time, Yuan Wu just said such a simple four words.

Yuan Wu still smiled, but his smile was a lot more bitter.

"I hate a lot of things that hate you at first. I hate your self-righteousness, hate your arrogance, hate your special talents, hate your power over the world's practitioners, and hate you for this dynasty, for me. The threat posed by the throne, the abomination of your merits, the aversion to your madness, and everything that makes me hate you."

Yuan Wu reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. Then he said, "I didn't care about the reasons for hating you. These reasons are enough for me, but the real reason is that I don't want to. I don't want to admit it. After I really lost her, I was willing to admit that the reason I hate you the most is because of her."

Yuan Wu taunted and looked at Ding Ning. At this time, there was no indescribable expression of indecentness. Instead, the face turned out to be light. He turned his head and looked at the river in the Weihe River. He continued to say: "When Zheng Liang came to Changling, What a beautiful woman, even if it is the first time I see it, I naturally admire it. If there is no you, she will naturally become a queen. But just because of you, I have not been able to show my admiration, she has already With you, you have become your lover."

"Of course, I still won, she betrayed you, became my queen, and ruined the Bashan sword field."

"However, she thought that she was not the perfect body. I thought that you were her first man. I don't want to understand that even if she betrayed you, she just needs the position of the queen, or I still can't compare with you in her heart. It’s always in the throat.”

"I am not a pedantic person. How can I not solve these knots for the sake of Jiangshan Society?"

"But in the end, I couldn't solve it. I finally killed her by myself. It's not because I have been too jealous of her in these years, but I really want her to be a wife who loves me, just because I really care about her."

"It turns out that I am in this world, and the favorite is not the throne, nor the reputation of the world, but her."

Yuan Wu’s smile is getting more and more bleak. “It’s too late to wait until I admit it.”

Ding Ning’s eyes became colder and colder. He shook his head and said: “I will not admit that it is your business, but because of this, I destroyed the Bashan sword field and then destroyed her. Is this not the case? Is it the mistake of others?"

"I just told you that when she died in front of me, everything was ruined. My life and the dynasty were defeated, nothing left, your hatred has been reported, and then, it should be my revenge. Time.” Yuan Wu converges on all smiles and shakes his head indifferently. “So this duel is a fair duel for you. If you kill me, it is the end, but for me, This is not the case. If you can kill you, I will not survive anymore. If you die and kill you, I am not without the chance to kill you."

Ding Ning raised his sword and slowly crossed his chest. He said: "Besides, what else do you want to say, or a last word?"

Yuan Wu also raised his sword. "I actually waited for a long time on this day."

Dozens of grass clippings rang with the sound of his voice, and the ground between the two.

Whether he or Ding Ning, there is no real element in the body at this time, naturally it is impossible to stir up such debris because of the shock of the breath.

Let the grass clippings fly out is the footsteps of the two.

Even if they lose the support of the real yuan, the physical strength of the two is far from ordinary people.

The sharp winds of the foot, instantly let the two people's body dragged the afterimage in the air.

Ding Ning's body is lighter, and his speed is better.

When he lost the support of the real yuan, his swordsmanship became nothing. He was between a plunging, the sword was naturally straight and stabbed, in a perfect posture, spurting naturally Yuan Wu’s chest.

The tip of the sword smashed a piece of flying grass clippings and came to Yuanwu.

Yuan Wu did not have Ding Ning fast, but in the face of this sword, his face suddenly emerged not by fear, but by a crazy sneer.

He didn't evade at all, and there seemed to be no such sword in his eyes.

He also just twisted his knife and twisted it. He made a force and a sword slid toward the oncoming Ding Ning.

A thriller rang in the river.

Whether it is the dialogue between the two previous people, or the fight at this time, many people in Hegang have already heard it clearly, and they have already seen it clearly.

Yuan Wu’s swordsmanship has become clear to the extreme.

He is going to burn jade.

He just wants to die and kill Ding Ning.

Such a tactic, even if Ding Ning's swordsmanship far exceeds Yuanwu, is still very unfavorable for Ding Ning.

Ding Ning took a deep breath.

In this catastrophic situation, he still can take a deep breath.

Then his entire body was exceptionally dry, like the chopped wood, and fell back.

Yuan Wu’s Jianguang passed from his side.

When a sword is hollowed out, Yuanwu’s reaction is naturally not slow. Under a low and heavy drink, Jianguang has already turned and fell down.

However, at this moment, Yuan Wu’s eyes were already stinging, and he couldn’t help but scream again.

Ding Ning's action is faster.

At the moment of falling backwards, Ding Ning's blade has been photographed on his toes and picked up the grass and debris and gravel that flew in the air. This group of dust waves and splashes were accurately splashed and flew to Yuanwu.

He relied solely on his body and flesh and blood, but only by the rotation of his body, the shaking of his wrists, and the smashing of the debris, he had already beaten Yuan Wu’s face with blood marks.

At the moment when Yuan Wu’s eyes were closed, Ding Ning’s left hand was pressed to the ground, and his entire body suddenly flew out to the side like a spinning top.

A cool intention to invade Yuanwu's ankle.

Yuan Wu’s subconscious reaction came to what was going to happen. He couldn’t wait to open his eyes. He couldn’t catch up with Ding Ning. He screamed and shouted his sword, blocking the sinister sword that slammed his ankle.

However, his sword still blocked.

Ding Ning's sword has been taken back, and at the moment when he forcibly opened his eyes, a sword light spurred his left abdomen like a snake.

Ding Ning stood sideways and barefooted, just like a monkey standing on a branch of a cliff.

This is the sword of the White Sword, from the Bailing Swords of Changling.

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