"Give you a chance to make a shot and don't let me down. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" The voice fell, and the momentum of sorrow rose, as if it was about nine days.

Ding Jiliang heard that a touch of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his body moved, shooting towards Xuan Chou like a meteor catching the moon, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him, and faintly heard the sound of explosion in the air, the speed was jaw-dropping.

Seeing through Ding Jiliang's figure, the horizontal sword was in front of his chest, blocking his fist that appeared like a ghost, Ding Jiliang couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Broken Sorrow was blocking his offensive, and in a blink of an eye, he made a few moves with Broken Sorrow.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the fists were palm-connected, and only the sound of "snapping" limbs colliding could be heard, as well as the loud sound of the sword in Qingyue. Under the intentional guidance of Ding Jiliang, the two have been out of the main hall.

The fists and swords were staggered, the dust was flying, and from time to time there was rubble flying, bursting in all directions and throwing it into the ground.

Ding Jiliang became more and more frightened the more he fought, he had stepped into the late stage of soul building for more than 30 years, and he had already reached the realm of consummation, and he was only a line away from the Huading realm, but he was suffering from no opportunity to help him break through the Huading realm in one fell swoop.

Moreover, Ding Jiliang has taken elixir since he was a child and polished his body with secret methods, don't look at him as old, but the strength of his physical body is a rare existence in the same level.

I didn't expect to fight with Broken Sorrow in close quarters right now, the other party was not afraid at all, if it was someone else, even if there was such a sword cultivation as Broken Sorrow, I am afraid that the tendons would have already broken and broken, and the Purple Mansion would be shattered.

Ding Jiliang didn't know that the surprise was no less than him, what he practiced was the Lin Dong Nine Heavens Exercise recorded in the "Tianlin Sword Codex", this method was extremely harsh and cruel, and it was necessary to draw sword qi into the body, forcibly open the four acupuncture points on the back to form a sword aperture, and then use the flesh as a container to attract endless sword qi into the body.

The sword qi was wandering and scurrying in his body all the time, constantly refining his flesh and bones, and polishing his body. In addition, the heart of broken sorrow is already resolute, and the peerless exercises are right in front of him, how can he continue to practice the "Xuanyuan Naqi Technique", isn't it just to eat some flesh and skin, gritted his teeth and passed it ruthlessly.

As a traverser, he knows that in such a world where demons dance wildly and fairies and demons are rampant, only his own strength is strong enough to win the respect of others and have a place in this world.

He was not the legendary Son of Destiny, and he didn't dare to hope that he would wipe out his Heavenly Sect system when he opened his mouth, so he had to fly first and not miss any opportunity to enhance his strength.

However, since he had cultivated the Nine Heavens Exercise Method, the effect was indeed beyond his expectations. It is worthy of the supreme Dao method of sword cultivation, and it is simply shocking that it can be tempered through the day after tomorrow and achieve the supreme sword body. If it is known to the outside world, it will inevitably cause an uproar, and then I am afraid that it will be a bloody battle.

As soon as he stepped into the first layer of the Nine Heavens of Lindong, his body was as invulnerable as gold and jade, extremely hard, no longer like human flesh and blood, and it felt like a steel stone to the touch.

And now after his exercises have advanced to the second layer of the condensation sword, his skin is snow-white, and his touch is smooth and weak, which is the image of returning to the basics, the flesh and blood of the sword body are beginning to be formed, and the next stage is to refine the meridians in the body.

Even so, the strength of the physical body is only equal to Ding Jiliang. I couldn't help but secretly admire that this old fox was not an ordinary person.

The two fought hand-to-hand, fists and swords staggered, and the speed was so fast that it seemed like a ghost. At this time, a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect was already speechless in shock, and looked at the two figures in the square with a frightened gaze on his face.

Although he already knew that Broken Sorrow was very strong, he didn't expect him to be so strong. Liu Changyan and Shen Tuchen didn't say anything in a row, but they also fought with the Great Elder in physical combat, only to hear the sound of fists and feet colliding, the sound of crackling, faintly mixed in, all the disciples looked at each other, what kind of monster is this!

At this moment, I heard a long howl from the square, which shook the four fields, and I bore the brunt of the sorrow, and I was actually shunned back.

"Immortal Wind and Cloud Body!"

At this time, someone couldn't help but shout. The Immortal Wind Cloud Body is a type of peerless science recorded by the Liuyun Sect, although it is only a residual move, but the importance of this peerless technique in the Liuyun Sect is not lower than that of the Cloud Dragon Nine Turns. There are only a handful of people who can successfully cultivate, and there are two reasons.

First, the requirements for the physical body of a cultivator are so high that they cannot be described as harsh, with hair like gold and muscles like rocks, which is the minimum requirement for cultivating this peerless discipline.

Second, the Immortal Wind Cloud Body is rumored to have been created by Li Hanfeng, the founding patriarch of the Liuyun Sect, and granted to the disciples of the Guanmen. The original intention was to restore the origin of his disciples and use it to strengthen the body, so when this style of mastery was created, Li Hanfeng had been as simple as possible, just seeking to get started, but even so, it was just a residual move, but it was not trivial, and the mystery contained in it was difficult to comprehend without a certain talent.

Ding Jiliang is also blessed, he has worked hard for many years, he has not saved money over the years, and at this time, he has been fighting with Broken Sorrow for a long time without distinguishing the results, and he can't help but be angry, and he is the strongest peerless immortal wind and cloud body as soon as he makes a move.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body was full of noise like a rolling river, and the air pressure around him suddenly became messy, blowing the cyan robe, the long hair burst into a bun, the hair was scattered, and the silver threads were flying, soaring to the sky to win the championship.

"It's not good, this old fox is gathering momentum, once his momentum is condensed, I'm afraid he won't be able to deal with it!"

put away the contempt, took it seriously, stood in the air with sorrow, the four swords around him circled in the void, his hand condensed the sword fingers, and the spiritual power was concentrated inside, secretly exercising his skills.

I saw that there was a faint golden streamer flickering above the fingers of Broken Sorrow, buzzing between the palms of the fingers, and the flying leaves in the air were shattered before they touched it, and suddenly, the four swords were merged into the sword fingers, the sword light was bright, and a sky-tearing sword burst out from the fingertips of Broken Sorrow, cutting through the sky and forcing Ding Jiliang.

The bright sword is like a sword outside the sky, breaking through the sky, and it is about to reach Ding Jiliang's eyes, on the periphery of the square, everyone looks at the situation in the field, their hearts are in their throats, and cold sweat flows.

Just three inches in front of Ding Jiliang's chest, the terrifying sword light suddenly stopped, and the spiritual power around Ding Jiliang's body surged, like a protective film, blocking the terrifying sword ray, and he couldn't even enter half a point.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ding Jiliang's ethereal and indifferent eyes, and he secretly shouted that it was not good, and he just wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"..............Boom" only heard a loud noise, the earth cracked, splashing a circle of smoke and dust, Ding Jiliang jumped, the speed was several times faster than before, and in an instant, he approached the side of Xuan Chou, and the shadow of the fist was all over the sky.

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