There has never been an example of Ye Zhijing defeating Jiyi in history, and Ding Qiliang is definitely not a genius in the eyes of the Jianghu people. Only a very small number of people, Nie Wuxian, Qi Linya, and everyone in the inn understood how strong Ding Qiliang's talent was.

But when Nie Wuxian was at the peak of the Nine Leaves, Ding Qiliang did not defeat Nie Wuxian, maybe in time, and in a short time, Ding Qiliang will eventually defeat Nie Wujian, because Nie Wuji's sword heart was blocked many years ago, and he became a beggar from a generation of sword gods, and his sword heart is no longer clear, and it is rare to encounter opportunities in his life.

It's just that now, Ding Qiliang's cultivation has not been carried out much, and Nie Wuxian, who asserted that it would be difficult to enter the extreme intention in his life, has entered the extreme intention realm.

Even though it was at night, in the darkness, Ding Qiliang could still feel Nie Wuliang's breath. He had fought with Nie Wuxian twice in life and death, and he was really familiar to the extreme.

Now, when he walked out of the inn, the heroes retreated like a tide, Ding Qiliang went upstream, and in the tide that constantly exuded dead silence and fishy smell, his crimson sword became more intense than ever, like a red light shot out from the depths of the Nine Shadows, breaking through the dark clouds.

At this moment, Ding Qiliang became the most eye-catching person on the entire battlefield.

Nie Wuji's sword suddenly stopped.

Now that he can easily kill Ding Qiliang in terms of strength, the previous sense of crisis, the sense of oppression that may be surpassed by Ding Qiliang in the short term is gone. But that feeling of humiliation can never be washed away.

Twice, the first time, he was seriously injured by Ding Qiliang, but at that time, he won after all. He withstood all of Ding Qiliang's slashes head-on, but the strength was beyond his expectations. Ding Qiliang has a talent that transcends borders. The second time, he didn't dare to withstand Ding Qiliang's frontal attack, but Rao was like this, he didn't defeat Ding Qiliang, and he certainly didn't lose either.

The first time it can be said that he was careless, but the second time he is already taking it seriously.

This was Nie Wuxie's greatest humiliation after bearing the name of the Sword God.

After so many years, he had even downplayed what happened in the Xuanji Sword Sect back then. Maybe in a few years, I will really forget the pain of the year, and in my lifetime, I can step into the extreme intention again. But he never thought that after betraying the Xuanji Sword Sect, the duel between him and Xiao Qianye's Southern Qi and Northern Ding became his biggest humiliation many years later.

If it's Qi Linya, that's it. At least it makes sense to defeat your own sword god with the first sword in the world. But what made him taste humiliation was a descendant who didn't even come to the end of the leaf realm.

That kind of humiliation made Nie Wuxian frustrate his sword heart again. His strength should have been the same as Yun Cangxuan before he stepped into the Extreme Will, but he didn't want to be so embarrassed by a descendant who was dissatisfied with the cultivation of a Ye Realm.

Ding Qiliang's progress is very fast, and now, he has entered the peak of the eight leaves. In a year's time, the first glimpse of the leaf realm to the peak of the eight leaves, it can be said that there are not ten in the entire rivers and lakes that can have such talent. But even so, it definitely shouldn't be the opponent of the previous generation of sword gods at the peak of the Nine Leaves.

Nie Wuxian thought so, a crazy killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Ding Qiliang in the dazzling red light.

"How dare you face me?"

Nie Wuxian opened his mouth, but he no longer had the arrogance that a sword god should have. Now he seems a little humble. Like a slave.

After escaping from the defeat of Yunci Valley. He felt that he might have been abandoned by the times. The powerhouse of the peak realm of Jiuye, if it was in the era when he still had the name of the sword god, he might still be the powerhouse at the top of the rivers and lakes.

But now, the owner of the name of the Sword God is a junior who is many years younger than him, and even this junior has stepped into the extreme. The powerhouse at the top of the martial arts was a person named Ning Wuxie, and this person might not need to use the strength of extreme intent to defeat him easily.

And not long ago, he fought against a junior whose realm was lower than his own, and he couldn't take advantage of it in a short period of time.

The Tianji Pavilion was destroyed, Xiao Qianye was defeated, and the Xuanji Sword Sect had Yuncang Xuan, and there was no hope of destroying this sect in this life.

All of a sudden, this Tianji Pavilion Lan Yusi, who was always a beggar and mocking his friendship, and the previous generation of sword god Nie Wuxian, seemed to have really become a beggar.

He wandered around, overwhelmed, his purpose in life disappeared, and he no longer knew the meaning of his life.

How long will it be before the descendants of the Ding family, who were destroyed by themselves, will be able to surpass themselves?

Every night, under the bridge, in the ruined temple, he would wake up.

Myself...... Did you really ever have the name of the Sword God?

If that's the case, why can't even a cook be killed calmly now?

The sword heart was covered with dust again, and Nie Wuxian already felt that he would not have the opportunity to step into the extreme intent for the rest of his life. At that moment, an extremely strong desire emerged in his heart, and if he could step into the extreme, he was willing to give up everything, his soul, and his will.

But the stronger the desire, the more powerless it shows.

Before Yun Cangxuan stepped into the extreme intention, the whole world was full of confidence in Yun Cangxuan, thinking that Yun Cangxuan would inevitably enter the extreme intention, or even a higher realm. Even the existence at the top of the martial arts, that Ning Wuxie, who was also incredibly powerful, was willing to wait for Yun Cangxuan.

Because he is a sword god.

But what about yourself?

He is nothing, and the three words Nie Wuxian don't even have a little impression for many young people. And no one in the whole world will expect him to step into the extreme, and even those fellow disciples back then hate him to the core, hoping that he would have become a pile of white bones under the yellow sand.

But all this, he is powerless to change.

Until he met the Dragon Vein Warrior.

When Nie Wuxian thought that Xiao Qianye, Xiang Wu, and Yuncang Xuanning Wuxian were the highest peaks in the entire world, he met the Dragon Vein Martial Artist, and at that moment, Nie Wuxian's inner world collapsed in an instant, and for the profundity of martial arts, because he saw a higher peak, he finally became afraid.

At that time, there was a saying circulating among the rivers and lakes, saying that the sword god in the world, Yun Cangxuan, was easily defeated by the dragon vein warriors, seriously injured and unconscious, and life and death were unpredictable. The genius descendant who he regarded as far stronger than himself was just like an ant in front of the dragon vein martial artist.

At this moment, Nie Wuxian laughed wildly, obviously extremely afraid of the person in front of him, but he still couldn't stop laughing.

This was the last chance that fate brought him, and he knew that the person in front of him was already a god, and the only one who could change his fate was a god.

Hardly speaking, he knew that this encounter was not an accident, and Nie Wuxian knelt down on his knees, waiting for the will of God to come.

The laughter ended. Because the deepest fears suddenly increased hundreds of times. The last pride and stubbornness of the previous generation of sword gods disappeared the moment the laughter stopped.

There is no trace of Nie in the world, and some ...... It's just a sword servant of a dragon vein warrior.

A deal with a demon has never left you with nothing.

The will no longer belongs to him, the soul no longer belongs to him, only those memories still make him understand why he sacrificed to such an extent to gain power.

So when he saw Ding Qiliang, the desire in Nie Wuxian's heart made him excited.

"How dare you face me?" This should have been an extremely proud sentence, but now Nie Wuxian said it with a bit of ridiculous humility. Although no one will laugh, because this sword servant Nie Wuxian is really strong.

Ding Qiqi and Jiu Tu waved, and the whole person jumped more than ten feet in an instant, shrinking into the distance from Nie Wuxi.

"Lao Tzu has never dared to face you, and he has never taken a step back in the confrontation with you, but you fled in embarrassment." Ding Qiliang felt that Nie Wuji's temperament had changed greatly, but he couldn't say how he felt. It's just that for this chef with an iron head, no matter what the opponent is, there is only one choice, fight without retreating, and rest until the death.

Nie Wuxian smiled.

"Very good, Ding Qiliang, today's battle between you and me is the world's compensation for me, because only after slaughtering you can I truly let go, and only when facing you, can I feel that the owner of this body is still me."

Nie Wutrace's White Rainbow Sword was still waving, and there were still people in the martial arts who kept dying, but Nie Wuxian didn't move forward anymore, he just cleaned up the surroundings.

The black-robed girl was a little dissatisfied, but she could see from Nie Wuji's eyes that the person who emitted red light should be Nie Wuji's old enemy before his will was taken away. She likes to steal other people's things, even enemies. Looking at Nie Wuxian's appearance, the black-robed girl thought, if she killed this cook-like person, would Nie Wuxian collapse? It's too funny that an opponent who proves his existence is killed by another person, isn't it?

Just as she was about to swing her scythe, a sword suddenly shot diagonally.

A man with a broken arm suddenly came to the battlefield, and that man was over forty years old, but his face was like a peach blossom.

"Beautiful man, so cute, I want to destroy it, hehe. Beggar, you need to hurry up. The black-robed girl's gaze shifted instantly.

Because among the fleeing warriors, a powerful existence suddenly appeared.

Taoism, see Li Sixiang.

Under the darkness of the night, blood was everywhere.

The road between Ding Qiliang and Nie Wuxian slowly became transparent. This showdown, this time is endless.

"I have to admit that after the Ding family, you have the potential to be as innocent as Yuncang Xuanning, if it weren't for the fact that you have wasted your martial arts cultivation in the palace over the years, I might have been defeated. But you shouldn't be there now. ”

Nie Wuxian felt that he was stronger than ever.

"Now I'm very willing." Nie Wuxian's expression changed from humble to arrogant.

Ding Qiliang was unmoved.

"I just hope that you won't run away today."

The red light illuminates the darkness, and the battle to the death with the widest gap between Ding Qi and the two lives is coming!

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A few days ago, Kyoto, Imperial Palace.

The little emperor was deeply disturbed after executing Xiao Qianye a few days ago. The fall of a generation of demon kings made him feel a little too calm. But such uneasiness will always fade with time.

A while ago, I found something strange in the suburbs of Kyoto, but in the end I didn't find out why.

On the front line, after the vanguard army led by Di Yueluo broke through the Yangtze River and natural dangers, there have been good news.

The hundred officials went from uneasy and panic to calm.

After Xiao Qianye's death, some visions did occur in Kyoto.

The fish and dragon gambling house, which had been concerned by the empire before, suddenly closed its doors. The thunder on the outskirts of Kyoto really made people talk about it for a few days, but it finally calmed down.

The little emperor thought, Xiao Qianye is dead, maybe Xiao Qianye has evil intentions, but his martial arts have been abolished and he is still imprisoned, what can he do?

It can't. So you can sit back and relax, right?

Play the role of the puppet emperor who is willing to slaughter hundreds of thousands of people for the dragon vein warriors, waiting for this god-like being to leave the world to pursue things beyond the world, at that time, he who has the will is still the master of this world.

The little emperor became active. These days, my complexion is slowly getting better again.

But soon, a drastic change changed the situation of the whole world.

A few days ago, everything was peaceful.

Tiny snowflakes drifted in the sky, and the entire palace was covered in a layer of frost.

The hundred officials were discussing in the hall at this time, when the fear in the hearts of the hundred officials gradually disappeared, and the affairs of the court became lively again, the little emperor sat on the dragon chair, watched the ministers admonish, and felt that this scene was very comfortable.

Then, Emperor Xingyu beside him suddenly turned pale, but the little emperor didn't notice it.

Then, the person at the back of the hall suddenly heard many footsteps, and he looked back, and his face was as pale as earth.

Then, the hustle and bustle in the hall slowly calmed down, and the ministers turned back tremblingly.

There was a figure in the eyes of the little emperor, and there was no longer calmness and calmness on his face, only the deepest fear.

Finally, there was silence in the hall.

And outside the main hall, there was a bloody atmosphere. And...... Countless kneeling Praetorian Guards.

The little emperor never thought that one day he would see this person again.

He never thought that one day he would feel chills just by listening to this person's footsteps.

There is one of the deepest bonds between them. But at this moment, he didn't know how to face this person.

Until this man walked into the main hall, until someone recognized this man and wanted to exclaim but was too frightened to make any sound.

At that time, the little emperor only discovered one thing, this person is no longer the person he was back then.

The steps are very slow, one step at a time.

The little emperor felt that every step this man took, his soul was hammered with a huge iron hammer.

He was a clever emperor who played the role of a waste for many years, but finally held the country firmly in his hands. Now, he finally understands the source of those uneasiness.

Xiao Qianye. In the end, I was calculated by you.

He didn't know how Xiao Qianye did it. But now that I think about it, there is no need for me to tell Xiao Qianye what I really think, because this is the most stupid thing to do.

"I should have taught you to be upright and not so casual when you sit on the dragon chair." Some old voices still carry supreme majesty.

(The essence of this book is martial arts, but it also has a little bit of low fantasy color, in general, the latter part is probably the most fantasy part of the book, all kinds of immortals fight. ）

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