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Hundred and eighteen sword light dragon flying around(2/2)

But the method just now, a black light flew around, turned into an iron knife, and returned to the jade box. This is Su Ting's own ability to control, and this is Su Ting's own ability, which is even more shocking.

This made Su Yuepin feel more deeply that Su Ting was already above the clouds and was getting further and further away.

"It's okay, I have some understanding in Jiange, and it's a lot of benefits."

Su Ting smiled and said, "The previous methods were only a small success."

Su Yuepin nodded slightly and looked at the mountain, with a slightly complicated expression.

Su Ting smiled and said, "Don't be afraid of him. The third son of the Ding family just took me a knife. Although this knife was cut to the ground and he did not kill his body, it was actually me who killed his spirit."

Su Yuepin said in surprise: "Essence?"

Su Ting nodded slightly, looked at the top of the mountain, and said lightly: "He was shocked by my sword, which caused his energy and spirit to be completely dissipated, his mind could not be condensed, and he lacked that courage and confidence. Even if he had high martial arts skills in the future, he would only be more skilled. If he could not enter the Tao, he would not be able to achieve martial arts, and he would not have the chance to become a master in the future."

He looked up the mountain, with his hands slightly on his back, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

He did not kill the third son of the Ding family.

But he cut off the martial arts path of the third brother of the Ding family.

He also cut off the mind of the third son of the Ding family practicing Taoism.
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