"Let's fight!" Dongfang glanced at Ding Yong with disdain, beckoned to him and said.

Ding Yong laughed angrily when he saw it, for the first time in his life, he was despised by a little martial artist in the mortal realm, and it also had a strong color of contempt!

"Young City Lord, the last general asks for a battle!" Although Ding Yong was annoyed, he had not yet reached the point of forgetting everything. knew that even if he wanted to kill Dongfang Yingfeng again, he would have to get Xie Shengze's approval. Especially now when everyone wants to kill Dongfang Windward and fight for a credit.

"Well, let's go! Start quickly!" Xie Shengze thought for a while, glanced at Ren Jian'an and Jiang Beihe beside him, and finally nodded and said.

"The subordinates must live up to the expectations of the young city lord!" Ding Yong smiled grimly and walked slowly towards the east wind.

Looking at the windward wind in the east, Ding Yong didn't pay attention to it at all. Although Dongfang Windward had the means to defeat the Shattered Realm, he definitely didn't believe that it was Dongfang Windward's own strength.

He firmly believed that as long as he paid attention, Dongfang Yingfeng was just a genius that could be destroyed by his backhand!

Thinking that he was about to torture and kill a genius boy who had broken through the limit of the Holy Realm, Ding Yong's heart somehow bred a happy perverted feeling. Even the closer he got to the eastward wind, the more excited he became, and he could clearly feel his slowly accelerating heartbeat and his fluttering index finger!

Dongfang Yingfeng watched Ding Yong's every move, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he killed Link that year. How similar their reactions were, and he definitely won't be weaker than last year!

Take out the cold rhyme, the east windward is no longer hidden, he is used to using swords, and he is really a little uncomfortable when he suddenly changes to a long gun!

The true yuan of the whole body poured from his hands like a broken embankment, surging towards the holy sword. Suddenly, the cold light above the cold rhyme shone brightly, and it seemed that a frozen vision appeared on the holy sword.

It is as if there is a world of ice hidden in the holy sword, and in that world, there is no life, only a glacier that has not changed for thousands of years!

Before Ding Yong could make a move, Dongfang Yingfeng took the lead in shouting, and the frozen qi in his hand spread, and in a few breaths, Dongfang Yingfeng was not shrouded in a vast white mist.

Ding Yong frowned, looking at the figure that disappeared in the wind, and raised his eyebrows. The divine sense came out of his body and burrowed into the white mist.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Ding Yong was shocked! As soon as his divine sense entered the white mist, he lost contact. It was as if it had been destroyed by someone with absolute power in the moment of entering!

A divine consciousness was sent out again, and the final result was still the same. Ding Yongfang put away his previous contempt. I secretly said in my heart: This kid really has some doorways!

However, this did not make the infantry commander of the Beicheng Terracotta Division retreat, especially at this moment of great attention. Untying the scimitar, Ding Yong moved his five fingers and held the handle tightly.

Stepping into the slow white mist, Ding Yong found that the strength of the high-level of the Shattered Realm could only see within one meter of his body! This made him finally understand why his previous divine consciousness was not connected!

"Since this vast white mist is so in the way, then let me change the world for a clear one!" Ding Yong said, the scimitar in his hand was as red as red crystal carving, and it seemed to have been soaked in the blood pool for 10,000 years!

A blood-colored red light rolled out from the blade, intending to gorgeously split this white world of ice mist.

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A chilling sound sounded when the blood-colored sword slashed above the white mist, and the blood-red sword qi was slowly swallowed by the white mist, dissipating ......

Ding Yong looked at the move that gathered eighty percent of his strength, but he couldn't break through this layer of white mist. And because I went too far, I still couldn't find my way back!

Look around and look at the vast white world. For the first time, Ding Yong felt a hint of danger! This was something he had never imagined before.

"If there's any trick, just come out! Otherwise, don't say that grandpa won't give you a chance!" Ding Yong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted with a hint of nervousness.

"Hehe, when you are dying, you dare to make a big noise!" The voice of the eastward wind resounded throughout the white ice mist, making it impossible for Ding Yong to find out his specific location.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, you can fight with Lao Tzu. What kind of hero is he to use this kind of ninth-rate means!" Ding Yong couldn't even sense the existence of the other party with his powerful divine sense, and he couldn't help but be annoyed in his heart.

"Shameless, you Broken Realm dare to ask me, a little martial artist in the Mortal Realm, to fight with you in front of you, what about your face?" Dongfang Yingfeng chuckled lightly and laughed.

Ding Yong was speechless, and opened his mouth to say something. But thinking about the difference in strength between the two, he didn't say anything more in the end. He had to admit that Dongfang Yingfeng was indeed very powerful, but it was precisely because of this that he was too aggrieved!

At this moment, he seemed to see the helplessness of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Shattered Realm powerhouse when he died!

Listening to the clear voice of Dongfang Windward, it seemed to be ringing in his ears. Ding Yong was stunned for a moment, laughed out loud and secretly said that he was stupid.

Even Dongfang Yingfeng didn't know what means he used to release such a powerful domain space and block his divine sense. But his strength is there, even if the means are against the sky, the strength of the actual combat person is not enough, and the effect will be greatly reduced!

In terms of the strength of the eastern windward, this special white field will definitely not be too wide. According to his strength, it is not difficult to find the East Windward in this world!

Thinking of this, Ding Yong's figure kept flickering in the thick white mist, and at the same time, he released his divine thoughts and tried his best to perceive the situation around him!

With a snort, after crossing an area, the corners of Ding Yong's mouth raised. The scimitar in his hand swung to the left, and a red sword was like a fiery meteor across the sky, like an arc opening the world!

"Huh?"

Dongfang Yingfeng screamed in surprise and dodged to the side. Looking at the sword that had been frozen by the ice mist, Dongfang Yingfeng had to admit that the person who could achieve the position of commander was really not simple!

I thought of a way to deal with myself so quickly, and it seems that I shouldn't be with each other?? Long T criticized Zhan Pan and Gu waved the crab from?? Rough Protection?? n Γ p>

Dongfang Windward did not dare to stay, and quickly moved away from the position where he was standing before. Sure enough, just a few breaths after he left, Ding Yong's scimitar slashed exactly where he was standing.

Dongfang was shocked, the high level of the Shattered Realm was really not to be underestimated, he proved that he couldn't be his opponent at all, just from the speed of this reaction, he hadn't done it yet, and he was afraid that people had already taken off his head!

"Guts and rats, do you think you can dodge your Uncle Ding's big knife in this way? Your death is already doomed, it's just a matter of time!"

"You're quite confident, you don't know who will die!" Dongfang Yingfeng said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ding Yong who was on guard not far away. Dongfang Fengfeng threw out the long sword, and the palm print in his hand changed. Soon, the cold ice aura around the holy sword slowly condensed into nine ice swords, as if they were held in the air by the ice mist.

Dongfang shook his finger in the wind, and the light on the holy sword flashed, and the surrounding ice swords broke through the ice mist, and all of them attacked and killed Ding Yong!

呲~

The sound of his clothes being torn sounded, and Ding Yong only felt that the armor on his arm was instantly cut by a spirit sword, and a unique aura with a bone-eroding chill penetrated into his body along the wound, wanting to freeze his true yuan!

In the flash of lightning, another sword slashed through his waist. If it weren't for Fang Cai's pain, his body subconsciously dodged a little, I'm afraid this sword would be enough to hit his body hard!

After this mutation, Ding Yong no longer dared to be careless. Staring around with full vigilance, he escaped assassination after assassination with his extraordinary speed and keen divine soul perception when the ice sword was coming towards him.

Dongfang Yingfeng let Han Yun envoy the ice sword to fight fiercely with Ding Yong in front, looking at Ding Yong who was hiding in Tibet, Dongfang Yingfeng not only did not feel happy, but produced a trace of solemnity in his heart!

The strength of the high-level of the Shattered Realm is indeed very strong, and in the ice sword duel again and again, Ding Yong actually figured out its attack technique, and he can easily dodge the assassination of the ice sword!