Qing Xuejiao divided the sea and slashed at Di Bai's head like a fierce beast, at this moment, no one thought that Di Bai could withstand this blow, they were all waiting for the arrival of the results of this fight.

To be honest, being able to fight like this with a mid-level body of refining muscles and a half-step innate blood Jiao, and forcing the latter to use a strong sword technique like the Sea Splitting Sword to achieve victory, Di Bai is already worthy of the name of the young master of the Di clan.

Even if he is about to lose at this moment, not only will no one say that he is actually difficult to live up to his fame, but more will praise him for his peerless talent.

The tendon can fight with the half-step innate to such an extent, and when he enters the half-step innate method, I am afraid that the real innate will be difficult to beat his edge.

What's more, he was only eleven years old.

At such an age, with such cultivation, and such talent, he can almost be called a young emperor.

"Grandma, is he going to lose, little brother? Xue Xue feels so uncomfortable."

Wu Xue saw that Di Bai was shrouded by the sword of Qingxue Jiao, and fell into a situation where she didn't know life and death, her pretty face was full of anxiety, and she grabbed Grandma Wu's sleeve and shook it again and again and asked.

"It's okay, if something happens to him, you feel it"

Grandma Wu shook her head and comforted with a smile.

Wu Xue's eyes lit up when she heard this, and after she felt it carefully, her face immediately looked a lot better.

But despite this, her eyes when she looked at Di Bai were still full of worry, she could feel that Di Bai's life was not in danger, but in the face of such a knife, even she couldn't say that she could retreat with her whole body, let alone Di Bai who was not tempered.

"Little brother, you must not have anything to do."

Looking at the sword platform and muttering to herself, Wu Xue secretly prayed in her heart.

At this moment, it was not only Wu Xue who was worried about Di Bai, Di Xue, Di Liuguang and all the Di clan people were all looking at Di Bai who was still shrouded in blood with a nervous face.

"That red-haired ghost is really hateful, if Brother Xiaobai has any three strengths and two weaknesses, I will definitely not let him go."

Di Ning's chubby face was full of anger, as Di Bai's little follower, he swore that he would never let go of Qingxue Jiao.

Similar to him, many Di teenagers were the same, their faces were full of indignation, and they all said that when they succeeded in their cultivation, they would definitely not let go of Qingxue Jiao easily.

"Be Quiet"

Di Xuexiu, who was worried about Di Bai's safety, frowned, her face was full of nervousness, and she only felt even more irritable when these Di teenagers quarreled, so she had to scold them and stop them.

Seeing Di Xue's might, all the Di teenagers were silent, shrunk their heads like quails and didn't dare to speak.

"Xiaobai will be solved by this kind of goods?

With a cold snort, Di Xue's sharp gaze scanned back and forth over the young men, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with everyone's remarks that Di Bai would lose just now.

For a while, the little faces of all the young people in the Di clan were bitter.

"Eh, the little guy still overturned, it's a pity for my amethyst"

Although the Sword King looked very distressed about his amethyst, he looked at his big furry face with a half-distressed look.

Similarly, the Taizheng Elder on the side also nodded with a smile, since he came to Dongtian, he had been restrained everywhere because of Di Bai's reasons, and now when he saw the other party like this, his heart was naturally happy.

If it weren't for Di Jing's presence, he really wanted to laugh three times to vent the joy in his heart.

Hearing such words, all the women immediately became full of sorrow. Especially Liu Rou, seeing that her child didn't know whether she was alive or dead, she only felt like a big stone was pressed in her chest, and she was almost out of breath.

"Don't worry, Xiaobai won't lose so easily"

Hugging Liu Rou, who was full of worry, and comforting in a soft voice, Di Jing immediately glared at the Sword King and Elder Taizheng who were gloating.

As for Zhao Wushen, this guy's face was calm and he couldn't see any expression, so he didn't care about him.

However, the sword king was still relatively miserable, he was first glared at by Di Jing, and then he was opened left and right by Bai Liuli and Bai Caicai, who came later, and pinched the soft flesh on his waist one by one.

On the sword stage

Looking at Di Bai, who was wrapped in his own sword, there was also a touch of emotion in the dark red pupils of Qingxue Jiao, and he also knew that if the other party was also a half-step innate, then he would have no chance of winning.

The perfect sword qi defense and the golden dragon eyes that saw through the illusion were really an extremely terrifying combination, even if his cultivation was so much higher than the other party, he still felt that it was a bit of a fluke to win.

"It's weird, you were born a few years late."

With a sigh of emotion, Qing Xuejiao was about to withdraw his knife and step down.

However, with a somewhat ridiculous voice, his body froze.

"Hit your lungs, it hurts me to death, master"

What, how is that possible!

This voice was impressively Di Bai's, but how could he resist his own sea splitting knife.

His face was full of incredulity, and Qing Xuejiao turned his head to look at where the voice came from.

At this moment, Di Bai is indeed a little miserable, the black power suit on his upper body has been shattered, and now he is hanging on his body one by one, looking at him like a man named Hanako.

Not only that, but if you look closely, you will find that the skin on his body is full of cracks, making his whole body like a broken porcelain, and there are almost no good pieces of skin on his body.

But despite his miserable appearance, everyone was shocked, and deeply shocked. Under such an attack, it was scary to be safe and sound at the cost of only breaking a few pieces of skin.

"Great, little brother is fine"

Seeing that although Di Bai looked miserable, but his life was not in danger, Wu Xueden applauded excitedly.

And like her, those who cared about Di Bai were also relieved.

"Little one, scare the hell out of me"

A smile appeared on her coquettish face, and Di Xue's face was full of joy.

Although Di Liuguang's face did not change much, her clenched fist was a little red, and she actually pierced the skin with her nails because of her tightness.

But then her eyes turned red. Although Di Bai was fine, the appearance of his bloodstained body made her nose sore, and she almost cried.

"It's okay, my Di family should be like this"

Seeing his wife like this, Di Jing hurriedly comforted him softly.

On the side, Grandma Liu and King Fu glanced at each other with the Great Elder, and they all laughed.

This little guy really surprised a few people.

"Impossible"

If you want to say who is the most shocked, it has to be the blood hair Qingyun, looking at Di Bai who was still standing on the stage although his breath was weak, he really couldn't and couldn't believe that this was a mid-level cultivator who had been stabbed in the sea.

That's a sea-splitting knife, a sea-splitting knife that was split with the half-step innate body of the blood Jiao, but even the innate was unwilling to be hard-connected, and it was actually blocked like this?

At this moment, everyone, including the major families, also set their eyes on Di Jing. In their opinion, Di Bai must have the talisman given by Di Jing, so that he can resist this knife.

"Hmph"

Di Jing didn't speak, just let out a cold snort.

A cold snort interrupted everyone's gaze and shattered everyone's doubts.

The attitude of the Eastern Heaven War King was obvious, and he did not give any talisman spiritual objects.

But if there was no talisman spiritual object, how would Di Bai withstand this blow? This question lingered in everyone's minds.

"How did you do it?"

Qing Xuejiao's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't imagine that he used all his strength to use a knife that even a mid-level cultivator could do nothing, even if the other party was a royal family, that would not work.

"Alas, your knife won't work."

Although the situation in the body was very bad, it did not affect Di Bai's mouth at all.

casually complained about Qingxue Jiao, but the wry smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

The sword that divided the sea just now was too strong, and the blow full of half of the innate true qi was too fierce and too fierce, even though he had a three-foot sword domain, but his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't even retreat with his whole body.

At the last moment, he almost poured all the true qi in the dantian into the sword qi flying sword to stop it, but even so, he also paid a heavy price.

With a wave of his hand, the sword qi flying sword was hanging in front of him.

Looking at the sword qi flying sword in front of him that was full of cracks and seemed to be broken at any time, Di Bai could only sigh helplessly.

"It's a loss."

"I see"

Seeing the almost shattered sword qi flying sword, Qing Xuejiao also knew how the other party blocked his extremely powerful sword.

At this moment, he completely regarded Di Bai as a monk of the same rank as himself. He even felt that if he regarded him as an ordinary mid-level cultivator, then he might lose, and the probability was still very high.

"In this case, then please ask the young general to take me a blood-breaking knife"

Bowing towards Di Bai with a knife, the words spoken by Qing Xuejiao shocked the audience again.

"Bloodbreaker, how is it possible"

The bitter-looking sword king who was ravaged by Bai Liuli and Bai Caicai stood up suddenly, as the king who dominates the sword, he naturally has the deepest understanding of the way of the sword.

But even so, his face changed after hearing that Qingxue Jiao was going to use the Blood Breaking Knife.

The Blood Killing Nine Knives, the Blood Breaking Knife is the fourth knife, and it is also the beginning of the Blood Knife Essence.

This knife is extremely fierce, absolutely fierce, if it is not innate, the cultivator's spiritual sense is very easy to fall into the fear of external demons when facing the ferocity of this knife, and the final result is to go mad and fall into the devil, and end up with a result that has not hurt others but hurts oneself first.

Therefore, since the fourth sword, the Nine Swords of Blood Killing can only be practiced and displayed by the innate realm cultivators who have opened up the sea of knowledge.

The conditions for cultivating this knife are so harsh, its power is naturally relatively high, and once the blood-breaking knife comes out, it must not be contaminated in the slightest, otherwise even if it is just a broken skin, the result will still be fatal.

Breaking blood and breaking blood is aimed at blood.

As long as it is injured by this knife, it will draw the power from the wounded person's blood, and the stronger the person using the knife, the more power it will draw. With the innate strength of this half-step of Qing Xuejiao, as long as Di Bai is touched by him, the ending is basically determined.

"Old red head, did you tease the old man before?"

Zang Tian's dark face looked at the blood-haired clouds, and he said a little sourly.

"Lao Tzu didn't lie to you, I don't know when this cub will break the blood knife"

Unexpectedly, Qingyun was more excited than him, and his slightly obscene face was half excited, half angry, looking at Qingxue Jiao on the sword platform, and actually yelled at him.

Old goods, pretending to be really good.

Pouting, Zang Tian was sure that the other party was pretending, and he must have planned to pit himself a long time ago.

"Alas, the geese were pecked by the geese all day long"

With a long sigh, he turned his head a little lost.

Compared with Zang Tian's loss and Qingyun's surprise, the atmosphere on Di's side was a little gloomy.

They naturally knew the reputation of the Blood Breaking Knife, and they also knew the consequences of Di Bai being injured by this knife, but despite this, none of them stood up to persuade Di Jing to stop this fight.

Even Liu Rou and Grandma Liu, who had always loved Di Bai, would rather look at the sword platform with red eyes, and couldn't help but not persuade even a word.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't.

Di clan rules: Anyone who can fight in armor must live to the death, and must not take half a step back.

It is precisely because of this that the Di family has been able to inherit for thousands of years and at the same time break into such a great reputation. Without him, they all abide by the rules of the clan and abide by the inheritance.

"It's okay, I'll protect him"

Throwing a reassuring look at Liu Rou, whose eyes were red and almost ready to cry, Di Jing comforted softly.

Then, he turned his head to look at Di Bai, who had a faint breath on the sword platform.

"Wu'er, don't fall into my Di's prestige"