Smoke and dust rolled up, and the earth cracked deep marks.

Qin Cheng slowly landed on the ground, watching the mountain wind blow away the smoke.

His expression moved slightly.

Zhao Ding appeared in the same place, unscathed.

Outside his body, the light of the nine flying swords flickered and swirled, unexpectedly like a shield, completely protecting him.

"Is this Swordsmanship?" Qin Cheng's heart moved, but when he felt it carefully, he found that it was different from the sword technique.

It seemed to be a set of mysterious sword formations, with nine swords combined with each other.

Qin Cheng sighed with emotion in his heart, and asked the seven holy sons of the Dao Sect, and they all deserved their reputations, and there were a lot of hole cards. Even Zhao Ding, who ranked sixth, was stronger than that stormy day.

If it was Fengyuntian, he would have died with the blow he had just now.

"You are very strong, no wonder you have arrogant capital."

Zhao Ding's eyes looked at Qin Cheng coldly, the nine flying swords surrounded him faster, flying with him, Zhao Ding was suspended in the air at this time, his long hair fluttering, like a sword immortal.

"I've never been arrogant, it's you who have been clamoring to kill me." Qin Cheng shook his head and said.

"Hehe, does that make a difference? Originally, this was the Nine Spirit Sword Technique that I left in the Tianjiao Festival, but I didn't want to use it in advance. Zhao Ding shook his head with emotion and said: "But if you can force me to use this method, you are under Jiuquan, and you are enough to be proud." ”

He stretched out his hand and waved it, pointing directly at Qin Cheng.

Suddenly, these nine flying swords, like living creatures, suddenly flew out in a trembling and headed straight for Qin City.

Nine flowing rainbows turned into nine directions, encircling Qin Cheng in the middle.

Qin Cheng frowned slightly, relying on his body to dodge, but he really couldn't dodge, so he shot out a long sword that shook back with strength.

"Don't struggle, my Nine Spirit Sword Formation, each sword runs a set of sword techniques, now you are equivalent to fighting with nine me, how can you win?" Zhao Ding looked at Qin Cheng coldly.

"Originally, this sword array was used to deal with Zhang Junyi, so I will take your sword today."

Zhao Ding's fingers turned, and the speed of the nine swords increased again.

Qin Cheng's face was solemn, Zhao Ding's sword technique was very mysterious, each of these swords actually had their own routines, and they cooperated with each other skillfully, without conflict.

It was as if he was fighting against nine kendo masters at this time.

Sting!

A flying sword swept by, and soon cut a gap on Qin Cheng's body.

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank, and he had the urge to use aura methods many times, but he pressed it again and again.

Because he didn't believe that the final winner of this proving ground could rely on the aura.

Along the way, the reason why Qin Cheng was able to be easier than others was because this was the place of trial for the ancient body refiners, so he only used his strength, and the final result also gave him enough rewards.

If the winner of the final battle is not an ancient refiner, then this proving ground is too ridiculous.

So Qin Cheng is waiting, he has to wait for this formation, when will there be a reaction.

"Haha, are you already exhausted?"

In mid-air, Zhao Ding had a victorious posture on his face, watching the wounds on Qin Cheng's body continue to increase, and he smiled fiercely.

He felt that his current self could completely play tricks on Qin Cheng.

"I'll show you something more exciting."

As Zhao Ding spoke, he pinched his hands, and suddenly the nine flying swords were stunned, and then they slowly condensed, as if they had turned into a flying sword.

"Go!"

Zhao Ding drank loudly and pointed to Qin Cheng.

Suddenly, the flying sword flew out, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Feeling this dangerous aura, Qin Cheng frowned, and once again burst the Ancient Seal of the God King, slamming on the flying sword, and suddenly the long sword flew upside down.

"You're so naïve." Zhao Ding sneered.

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank, and only then did he realize that he had only shocked one of the flying swords, and the remaining eight flying swords were still coming towards his chest.

The strength continued to be struck, and Qin Cheng burst open the last few Ancient Seals of the God King, and once again shook seven of them.

And the last one was too late to dodge, Qin Cheng barely turned sideways and snorted.

The plane pierced his shoulder in an instant, leaving a bloody hole.

Qin Cheng took a deep breath, his body retreated, and at the same time he used his breath to stop the blood.

Zhao Ding beckoned, and the nine flying swords condensed again.

"You're lucky this time, but the next time you pierce your heart, I'll see how you can stop it."

Zhao Ding laughed, shot out a large amount of aura, and the nine flying swords flashed with brilliance, ready to move.

At this time, Qin Cheng raised his head suddenly, looking at the surrounding light curtain, and he found that above the light curtain, something seemed to be forming.

"Believe it or not, if you take out the sword again this time, it's you who will be finished." Qin Cheng said.

"Scare me?" Zhao Ding laughed and said, "You still want to kill me like this ghost?" ”

"I don't need to do it at all, I just need to move a finger and you're going to die." Qin Cheng pretended to be Xuanxuandao.

"Nonsense, give me death this time."

Zhao Ding shouted, and the nine flying swords rushed towards Qin Cheng again.

"Then you're in for a treat." Qin Cheng sneered, and when he looked at it, he suddenly saw that a red light on the light curtain was falling like lightning, so Qin Cheng raised his arm and pointed at Zhao Ding from afar.

Qin Cheng simply didn't dodge this time, if this light curtain punishment was not enough to kill or seriously injure Zhao Ding, then he would also use the means of cultivating immortals, and these nine flying swords would not be able to kill him.

"When you die, you still want to lie to me." Zhao Ding sneered and watched as the flying sword was about to penetrate Qin City.

And at this moment, he suddenly sensed something and raised his head sharply.

I saw that above the sky, a red light fell like a meteorite, and it was getting bigger and bigger in the pupils.

"What's going on? I haven't won yet, and it's not the right light! ”

Zhao Ding was a little stunned, and by the time he completely realized the danger of this light and his complexion changed greatly, it was too late.

Rumble!

The red light slammed into Zhao Ding's body, splitting him directly from mid-air, and crashing to the ground, smashing a deep pit on the top of the mountain.

Even the entire mountain trembled slightly.

"Why, so why?"

Zhao Ding crawled out of the pit, blood spurting from his mouth and seriously injured.

He looked at Qin Cheng in horror, if it wasn't for the last moment, he summoned back the nine flying swords, he would have died just now.

Qin Cheng really just moved his fingers, and this formation launched a force to attack him, could it be that this sect was opened by his family? But how is this possible.

If it weren't for that, he didn't understand why this light curtain was attacking him.

Obviously, it is himself who is stronger, and he is the one who should accept the inheritance the most!

"I said that if you draw another sword, it will be over, but you don't believe it." Qin Cheng said slowly as he walked over.

Zhao Ding's complexion changed drastically, and he vomited blood again.

At this time, he was completely seriously injured and had no strength to fight.

"Wait, there's something to say." Zhao Ding stretched out his hand to dissuade him: "As long as you leave this inheritance to me, I can guarantee that you join the Dao Sect, and you can ......."

"I'm sorry, not interested."

Qin Cheng shook his head, simply responded, and shot out with a palm.

Zhao Ding's eyes widened, looking at Qin Cheng's palm, which was getting closer and closer to him.

He barely reached out to stop it, and the palm was slammed into his body.