Ding Yan stood in the turmoil, his long hair fluttering, his momentum was extraordinary, his figure shook, and he appeared in front of Zhuo Si's eyes, and suddenly raised his hand, and was about to slap it on his chest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at Ding Yan's indifferent expression, like a killing god, Zhuo Si's heart throbbed and gave birth to a piercing chill.

At this time, in the face of Ding Yan, he developed a great fear and terror that he had never felt before.

"My grandfather is a great elder, you dare to kill me!" Zhuo Si felt the intense murderous intent, his face changed greatly, and he roared sadly.

At this moment, he had suffered a heavy blow, in the face of Ding Yan's suffocating palm, he was powerless to resist, if he let it fall, the scene in front of him might be the last scene of his life.

Therefore, he trembled in his heart, but he was unwilling, and used his grandfather's name to remind Ding Yan for the first time, his identity ...... It's not ordinary.

Thinking of his grandfather, Zhuo Si's desperate eyes suddenly revealed a glimmer of light, in his mind, his grandfather, as the Great Elder of Xifeng, was in a high position, Ding Yan would definitely not dare to act rashly.

Listening to Zhuo Si's warning words, Ding Yan was silent.

Others may be shocked by this, but he didn't, because his grandfather and Yao Lao had a transcendent status, and their influence in Xifeng even surpassed that of the Great Elder.

Since you, Zhuo Si, can murder Yao Lao's grandson, then others dare to treat others in their own way and kill you, the grandson of the Great Elder.

This reason is very sufficient, but Ding Yan kills people, he doesn't need such a reason, so he didn't say so, but looked at him coldly: "Since you hurt my brother, this matter is destined to be unkind, don't say that you are the grandson of the Great Elder, even if you are the peak master himself, I ...... ...... want to kill"

Ding Yan's sword eyebrows were raised angrily, the murderous intent was revealed, and the words resounded in all directions, echoing endlessly, revealing a fearless aura, and the fiery red light in his hand became more and more intense, and in Zhuo Si's shock and incredulity, it bombarded his chest.

"No, ......" Zhuo Si only had time to say a word, and his voice stopped abruptly, and a palm exploded most of his body, the blood mist was filled, and the corpse fell from mid-air, and his body was dead and dead.

Ding Yan withdrew his palm, his body couldn't help shaking, his face turned pale, and he was a little weak. The injuries that had been suppressed before were also about to move, and there was a tendency to deteriorate, so he took a few light breaths, turned around, and flew in the direction of Ding Ning......

When brothers get together, there are too many words to say, especially for Ding Yan's strength, Ding Ning was surprised and very shocked and curious.

In this regard, Ding Yan did not hide it, and probably explained it.

When he heard that Ding Ning came to Black Wind Ridge alone in order to find himself, but he fell into Zhuo Si's trap and almost died, Ding Yan was relieved and inexplicably moved.

They didn't dare to stay here longer, for fear that Wang Ping and Sun Hao would return to the sect first.

If the Great Elder knew about this, he would definitely come to hunt down and kill the two brothers, even if they couldn't kill them for a while, there would be many incidents, which was a hidden danger.

Therefore, the two of them rested casually for a while, cleaned up the battlefield, and then hurriedly got up and left quickly, wanting to return to the sect before Wang Ping and Sun Hao, if they could intercept them and hide the matter, it would be better.

……

Ding Yan and Ding Ning returned to Xifeng without danger, and found that Wang Ping and Sun Hao had not returned to the sect, which couldn't help but make them breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Ding Yan, who had always been thought to have encountered an accident, suddenly returned safely, causing a small sensation.

As for the "short" disappearance of Zhuo Si, Wang Ping, and Sun Hao, it did not attract the attention of others, after all, they secretly designed a conspiracy to ambush Ding Ning, and only the three of them participated, and even the Great Elder did not know the inside story.

Despite this, Ding Yan didn't dare to relax at all, his nerves were tense, and he had been secretly paying attention to the news of Wang Ping and Sun Hao, lest they suddenly come back and make a big trouble, which was the last thing they wanted to see.

Time flies, a month passes,

During this time, it was strange that they had not been heard from again, and the only thing that could be explained clearly was that the two of them had probably fled the sect long ago and flown away.

A month of calm made him breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense mind relaxed slightly.

If Wang Ping and Sun Hao never come back, Zhuo Si's disappearance will become an unsolved case, and Ding Yan and they will be safe.

The development of things in front of him is all under Ding Yan's control, so he is not in a hurry to ask for help from Yao Lao, who is still in retreat.

After all, retreat is very important, and there is no need to interrupt his cultivation unless it is something urgent.

In a month's time, with the assistance of the dantian cyclone, in the intermittent period, Ding Yan's injuries healed and his cultivation was completely recovered.

As for his younger brother Ding Ning, he was seriously injured, and he didn't have the recovery speed of Ding Yan, so he was always healing.

In the following days, the former calm was restored, and Ding Yan immersed himself and concentrated on cultivation.

Now, he is already at the peak of the sixth layer of Qi training, and if he can go one step further and break through to the seventh layer of Qi training, his cultivation will reach a new height.

But like ordinary people, he encountered the biggest bottleneck during the Qi training period, and many people stopped between the sixth and seventh layers of Qi training, and even couldn't break through in their lifetime, if they broke through, it would be a qualitative leap.

Ding Yan was naturally not reconciled, and prepared a large number of pills for breakthrough, but it turned out that it was like a bucket full of water, which was saturated. For the purified spiritual power, it is difficult to absorb and refine it and transform it into its own cultivation, but it will cause a large amount of spiritual power to escape, and unless the capacity is expanded, it cannot continue.

Because of this, Ding Yan was helpless for a while, but he also understood that the cultivation was arduous and could not be achieved overnight, and he was very fortunate to have achieved such impressive results in this short period of time.

After setting his mentality right, Ding Yan still practiced diligently, re-condensed his cultivation, made the foundation more solid, and made up for his lack of cultivation due to his rapid advancement.

……

On this day, there was a rumbling roar from the mountain behind the medicine valley, which lasted for a long time before it quieted down.

At the end of the voice, there was a jungle, as if it had been ravaged by war, and the ravines were criss-crossed and chaotic.

Dressed in white, Ding Yan stood in mid-air, holding a white feather fan in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly.

The feather fan in his hand is Zhuo Si's thing, and it is also the only thing in the last war trophy that Ding Yan can't understand, it looks inconspicuous, but in terms of its indestructibility, it is extraordinary. Moreover, judging from the fact that when Zhuo Si used it, it showed a power that was much stronger than its own strength, which was even more extraordinary and a rare treasure.

So, Ding Yan took this time to study the feather fan, and found that this feather fan, with the improvement of cultivation, the power that can be exerted will also increase, and even, as long as it has the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi training, it can let it exert the power of the seventh layer of qi training, this kind of improvement effect is amazing.

But after reaching this level, the power of the feather fan began to stabilize.

No matter how Ding Yan inputs cultivation, at most, he will be able to exert the power of the peak of the seventh layer of Qi training, and in the back, the input of cultivation has encountered obstacles, and the degree to which the feather fan can accommodate cultivation seems to have reached the limit, giving Ding Yan the feeling that as long as he enters more cultivation, the feather fan will burst and be destroyed, making people dare not continue.

"This feather fan is indeed a treasure for ordinary monks below the eighth level of Qi cultivation, but to me, it is like a chicken rib."

Ding Yan shook his head with some regret, although he was only at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, he had a cultivation that was not weaker than the eighth layer of Qi training, and the white feather fan did not help him much.

Ding Yan put away the feather fan, shook his body, turned into a streamer, flew into the distance, and returned to the medicine valley not long after.

These days, in addition to consolidating his cultivation, he is also practicing spells to make up for the shortcomings of advancing too quickly and lacking combat skills.

After a few months of practice, in the Fireball Technique, Fire Snake Technique, and Wind Blade Technique, Ding Yan's casting ability has become more and more proficient, he can do whatever he wants, he can completely control it, and his combat power has improved a lot.

At this time, Ding Yan was sitting on the big bluestone mottled by the shadow of the tree, holding a jade slip in his hand, and his face showed contemplation.

"Tengyun Technique, at least a spell that can only be cultivated by practicing the ninth layer of Qi, I don't know if I can cultivate, I should ...... There's a glimmer of hope......"

Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, and cultivated quietly.

The Tengyun Technique is a spell unique to the Lianyun Sect, and it can only be performed in conjunction with the Lianyun Jue Technique.

When the sect was brilliant, this technique once shined in the cultivation realm of Yan Kingdom, and it was known as the extreme speed of the same realm, which was extraordinary.

Those who practice this spell need at least the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi, while Ding Yan only has the realm of the sixth layer of qi cultivation and the combat power of the eighth layer of qi training, but the purity of his cultivation is not weaker than that of ordinary monks of the ninth layer of qi training.

Therefore, Ding Yan had an expectation in his heart.

More than ten days later, Ding Yan, who had been meditating calmly, suddenly appeared on his body with a white glow like a mist, at this moment, Ding Yan opened his eyes violently, suddenly got up, took a step forward, his body flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in mid-air.

At the same moment that Ding Yan stepped on the void, the blazing white light on his body formed a white cloud like a substance in the blink of an eye, floating under his feet, holding him up and standing in mid-air.

White clouds, white shirts, the breeze blows, the long hair rises in the wind, looking from a distance, it looks like a fairy from the sky, and there is an empty breath on the body.

"It's done!"

Looking at the white clouds under his feet, Ding Yan couldn't help but have a joy on his face that was difficult to hide.

Unexpectedly, this extremely demanding spell was really successfully cultivated by him, and it was not ordinarily smooth, if people knew about it, they would definitely be surprised.

After taking a deep breath and calming down the excitement in his heart, Ding Yan made a pinch in his hand, and the white clouds under his feet rushed forward, the speed was beyond his imagination, and he was caught off guard, almost making him fall from the clouds, but this did not affect his interest, but he was overjoyed, and he practiced tirelessly in the medicine valley.