The corners of Ding's eyes twitched, this Zhang Qiming was so young and heavy with killing intent. Even if Guan Shao was able to easily defeat others before, he was always on the spot and did not hurt anyone. At this time, Ding Yi obviously felt that Guan Shao in the light group was already seriously injured.

"I!no! lose!" Guan Shao's voice came from the light cluster, his voice trembling but with an indescribable confidence.

"Stop me!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz......

The hum of countless flying swords came to a halt.

Thousands of streamers and flying swords turned into a group of flying sword phantoms, stopping outside Guan Shao's body, revealing the figure of a young man holding a long sword among them.

Guan Shao knelt on one knee, holding the long sword inserted into the ground with his right hand to maintain his body, his clothes were in tatters, revealing the hideous wounds of the Dao Dao that were bleeding inside, and his left hand was raised high against the thousands of long swords that Zhang Qiming's exercises had turned into fists.

A white phantom shrouded Guan Shao slightly.

"White Tiger Guardian Divine Monarch?" for no reason, looking at Guan Shao's figure, Ding Yi muttered to himself, as if communicating the memory of watching the picture of the Wuzhi Qi inheritance for the first time ten days ago, Guan Shao gave him the feeling at this time was very similar to an immortal god in one of the pictures at that time.

Just about to think about it, the parchment book that carried the inheritance in the Mud Pill Palace seemed to have an adverse reaction again, and Ding Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped.

"Thank you for giving me an epiphany. On the stage, covered in blood, Guan Shao looked up at Zhang Qiming, and said word by word.

Zhang Qiming, who was originally standing with his hands in his hands, also seemed surprised that his weapon was charged, and stretched out his hands to Guan Shao, who was kneeling, and said indifferently: "No thanks, you will still lose." ”

"The second sword, a thousand ways to return to the yuan. ”

Thousands of flying sword phantoms dissipated, and finally revealed the true body of the flying sword facing Guan Shao's left hand.

The silver-veined sword trembled, as if struggling, and a white glow appeared and disappeared on the blade of the sword, and finally extinguished under the gaze of everyone.

"It's not yours anymore. Guan Shao's trembling voice was confident.

"If it weren't for mine, it wouldn't be in the sky, you didn't have full control over it. In a word, Zhang Qichao pointed at his long sword from afar, and said loudly: "The third sword, only the sword." ”

Bang!

There was a crisp sound, like the sound of a jade thread breaking. With Guan Shao's wail after vomiting blood in the sky, the silver-veined long sword revealed Zhang Qiming's indifferent aura and went straight to Guan Shao's throat.

He's going to die!

"Stop!"

Outside the competition platform, in the seat of the generals of the Jinshui Army, on the tall dragon horn chair, Zhou Zhenye shouted coldly to stop, pinched the void, and stopped the silver-veined long sword an inch in front of Guan Shao's throat.

Zhou Zhenye, the commander of the Golden Armor, looked at Zhang Qiming coldly and was silent for dozens of breaths.

The hundreds of thousands of people present were also frightened by this oppressive silence and did not dare to speak, and they all looked at Zhou Zhenye outside the competition platform quietly.

"Zhang Ye, what should be the crime of trying to kill a colleague in the army?" Zhou Zhenye said, thunder rolling in the sky.

At the general seat of the Jinshui Army, the middle-aged man in silver armor and white robe stood up and responded with his fists: "Lock the Black Water Prison for 100 days, thoroughly investigate the identity, if the identity is innocent, pick your hands and feet and spend time to cultivate." ”

"Wait!" A rushing thunder swept through the sky, and in the next moment, the violent thunder shook everyone, including Zhang Ye, subconsciously covered their ears.

Everyone tried their best to look above the shadow ball, and a young man in green clothes and white armor with slightly frosty temples hung in the void, slowly falling.

"Commander Lee has returned. La'er's murmuring was heard by Ding Yi.

This person is the younger brother of Li Wei, the distant marquis of Xiliang Li Town, and now the commander of the Wind and Thunder Army in the Danger City, a strong man in the Dao Realm, and the thirty-seventh place on the immortal list, Li Fenglei.

Li Fenglei has white temples, but there is no trace of years carved on his face, and he has a graceful demeanor, which does not look like a person in the army.

"Everyone, I also saw through my divine sense in the martial arts competition just now, Zhang Qiming didn't want to make a dead move, even if Commander Zhou didn't interrupt it, he could stop the offensive. Therefore, there is no way to talk about the so-called punishment. ”

Li Fenglei slowly fell, looked around, and said softly, and the voice reached the ears of everyone present through his divine sense.

"Is what I said wrong? After speaking, he looked at Zhang Qiming with a smile, looking very calm and calm.

Zhang Qiming, who was still on the stage, heard this, withdrew the long sword in his hand, held the sword in both hands and hugged his fists, bowed down and replied: "Commander Li is absolutely right, I have no intention of killing anyone. ”

"Hmph! Zhou Zhenye waved his hand, angry but helpless. Zhang Qiming is Li Fenglei's person, and now that Li is back, he has to give up if he is not in trouble.

Li Fenglei slowly descended from mid-air, and finally landed next to Zhou Zhenye, his robe trembled lightly, and sat on another dragon horn chair.

The gentlemanly appearance of his green robe is in stark contrast to Zhou Zhenye, who is wearing gold armor with Erlang's legs, which makes people unconsciously have a good impression.

"Please invite Jin Shuijun to play next. The crisp voice mixed with divine consciousness resounded throughout the audience, and Li Fenglei's words made people feel like a spring breeze.

Gentleman on the battlefield. Ding Yi thought of his title he saw in the Immortal Bang, and couldn't help but nodded, sure enough, there was only the wrong name and no wrong title.

"No need, go straight to the third place!"

Zhou Zhenye's rough voice provoked Ding Yi one by one, isn't he the third?

Just as Ding was stunned, Zhang Ye said to him: "The commander is probably afraid that the other person will be worse than Guan Shao when he comes to power, so he will make a fool of himself." Even if you can't beat it, try to hold on for a while. ”

Ding Yi turned to look at Zhang Ye, nodded slightly, and also replied with his divine sense: "General Zhang, don't worry. ”

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ding Yi to be able to transmit sound with divine sense, this is a divine consciousness skill that only those who have reached the strength of the Yuan Shen can naturally comprehend, and it is generally used by those who are strong in the land deficiency realm.

After thinking about it, he thought that Ding Yi had made a breakthrough in Su Hui's awakening recently. understood that Ding Yi deliberately showed his hand to reassure himself, and he immediately bowed his head to Ding Yi.

Ding tiptoed a little and flew up to the stage. first looked at Zhang Qiming not far away, and then looked at the hundreds of thousands of soldiers watching the battle of the two armies, and finally raised his head slightly, his eyes stayed on the Naying bead above.

The beads projected the picture on the martial arts platform, in which two people in white robes Zhang Qiming stood holding swords and holding swords, while the sturdy man at the other end of the ball seemed to be looking at him from a distance.

Seeing the battle intent in his eyes from the Naying Ball, Ding Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the voice with his divine sense spread throughout the audience - "Sergeant of the Golden Water Army, Ding Yi!"

This is the first battle with human cultivation after coming to this life, or is it in front of everyone's eyes, and a fire of war ignited in Ding Yi's chest.

Some people will be so nervous that they will be unable to control themselves, while others will be more excited under pressure and perform beyond the ordinary.

Ding Yi is the latter.

Everyone in the audience, who did not rely on Na Ying Qiu, clearly heard Ding Yi's voice, and many people were secretly shocked by the strength of this newly recruited sergeant of the Golden Water Army.

Zhou Zhenye held his forehead with his right hand, and said secretly in his heart: "Don't lose to Lao Tzu, you kid!"

The sound of gongs, drums and drums entered the ears, and the eyes of thousands of soldiers focused on the Naying ball, and the last game of the drum battle ceremony began.

"Please!" Ding Yi took his left hand and spread his right hand evenly.

Sou!

Without the slightest politeness, Zhang Qiming's silver-veined long sword came in response.

Ding's eyes fluttered with silver threads, and in the eyes of outsiders, the flying sword that was as fast as a meteor turned into a sword-like item formed by the threads of Taoism and law, and the wheals broken by the tip of the sword were just things made of one ball after another of laws.

Ding was on tiptoe, and there seemed to be floating clouds looming under his feet. Ahuizotl Great Sage inherits the first supernatural power - wandering in the clouds.

Stepping on the floating clouds, Ding Yi rode the clouds and tossed and dodged Zhang Qiming's first sword.

The moment the long sword turned into silver light flew past Ding Yi's side, the sword body turned sharply, and it suddenly accelerated back to its peak at an incredible speed, and then attacked again behind Ding Yi.

Ding Yi was shocked, this Qiming's flying sword completely violated the common sense of physics in his previous life, and he didn't need to accelerate again when he turned sharply at peak speed.

Once again, with the eyes of delusion, he cooperated with Zongyunyou's steps to dodge this sword, and Ding Yi glanced at Zhang Qiming with his residual vision.

Seeing the latter's distracted appearance, and then seeing the flying sword in front of him as if Zhang Qiming was possessed, each sword contained the indifferent killing intent of its owner.

Ding knew that this Zhang Qiming used the sword that had just defeated Guan Shao at the first time, the third sword of the Zhuzi Jue, and the only sword.

The indifferent aura of the silver-veined flying sword was like the cold wind of early winter, with a sound of breaking wind that was far inferior to the speed of the sword, and dozens of swords slashed towards Ding Yi with one breath.

However, without exception, all of them were dodged by Ding Yi.

Others seemed to be Ding who was dangerous and dangerous again and again, but the discerning person found that Ding Yi seemed to be able to see through the flying sword, and he could dodge it with the most ingenious posture every time, saving a lot of physical strength.

Ten breaths passed, Zhang Qiming did not hit Ding Yi, one by one.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the former's forehead, and his breath seemed to be less stable than at the beginning.

Zhang Qiming's changes were all seen by Ding Yi with delusional eyes, and he instantly understood that the reason why this person showed the strongest sword move at the beginning should be that he spent too much energy in the previous duel with Guan Shao, and this battle hopes to be resolved quickly.

"Let's make you more nervous then!"

Ding Yi looked at Zhang Qiming, who was distracted, and jumped into the clouds under his feet and flew into the sky. The long sword behind him was like lightning, and it followed.

Ding stepped on the long clouds and turned over several times, like an ape dodging and moving in the clouds, dodging the flying attack of the long sword again and again.

Dodged for the last time, dodged the shocking long sword, and had already come to Zhang Qiming directly above.

Ding Yi rode down in the cloud and went straight to Zhang Qiming's head below.

"Get out!" Seeing that the main body was about to be attacked, Zhang Qiming withdrew the third sword of the Zhuzi Jue, his eyes returned to his senses, and a stream of essence exploded from his body.

Countless killing sword qi shot out from Zhang Qiming's hands towards the sky, shaking the void and approaching Ding Yi.

Unexpectedly, Ding Yi did not dodge in the face of countless sword qi, and descended from the sky to meet the sword qi, with a fearlessness in his eyes that shocked Zhang Qiming.

"Don't you want to die?" The latter couldn't help but be shocked as he watched Ding Yi's figure striking hundreds of millions of sword qi.

In the distance, Zhou Zhenye, who was just about to come to the rescue, saw the determination in Ding's eyes, and his right hand stopped in mid-air, not knowing whether to make a move or not.

"This kid is more ruthless than Lao Tzu back then......"