Ding Mian put his hands behind his back and stood motionless, looking indifferent.

Neither drew the talisman nor drew the pig-killing knife.

Not even the basic defensive posture appeared.

It seems that he is completely indifferent to life and death.

"Hiss~! Is this kid dying, with so much sword energy, he still doesn't want to run for his life? ”

"I guess you're scared, aren't you?"

"It's not, after all, the sword formation composed of dozens of sword cultivators, even the sect master level of the great sect is afraid of three points, let alone a person with a nameless stick......"

"Let's stay away, lest we be affected by the pond fish, this sword qi is too terrifying!"

One by one, the monks' faces turned pale and began to retreat involuntarily.

More people looked at Ding Mian like a dead man......

"Kill!"

"Avenge Senior Brother Tang!"

"Kill the remnants of this invincible God of War Gang!"

The sword cultivators of Liuli Mountain were fluttering, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and the mana of their whole bodies was constantly poured into the sword array.

I saw that the sword array composed of dozens of long swords, the light bloomed, and the white silk net-like sword qi began to connect together, and finally formed a sword blade more than ten meters high, glowing with cold light, like a huge wave!

The huge sword blade, like Mount Tai pressing the top, slashed down in the air!

Before the sword qi arrived, the fierce qi was blowing in all directions, and the ground where Ding Mian was standing continued to sink.

And the bearded man, as if he didn't know what to be afraid of, still stood as if nothing had happened, his neck slightly raised, looking at the giant sword that was getting closer and closer to him.

He looked at the falling sword blade with a playful look, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of arc:

"That's it?"

When the words fell, the sky and the earth changed color!

Present, all those who had cultivated to the 6 realms trembled, and almost at the same time felt an unusual aura.

It's like...... Time is frozen.

The greatsword was perpendicular to the air, not moving!

No matter how much the sword cultivators urged and yelled impatiently, the sword formation seemed to turn into a pool of stagnant water.

"Broken."

The bearded man had an extra yellow talisman in his hand and pinched it gently.

The moment the yellow talisman burned automatically, the giant sword in mid-air also began to burn.

Until the yellow talisman burned out, the giant sword also evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Tremble!

Unparalleled thriller!

Not only the dozens of Liulishan sword cultivators in the ring, but all the people around the square who watched this duel were stunned......

What happened?

Why did the great array suddenly stop?

Only a small number of people noticed the yellow talisman dust that had been burned to black ash on the hands of Ding Mian, the initiator, and drifted in the wind......

"Also...... Can it still be like this? ”

The ethereal man's eyes widened, and he stood up from his chair with a "whoosh", his old face full of incredulity.

And the little fat on the side was even more stunned.

"Hahahaha, I knew it...... I knew you wouldn't lose so easily! is worthy of my Liu Qi's old enemy, worthy of it, hahahaha! ”

The big boy in Jiaolong Villa was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.

In the hearty laughter, only Cheng Suxin could understand, which was mixed with a bit of self-deprecation and anger.

Cheng Suxin suddenly thought that Liu Qi was afraid of Ding Mian's growth, so he only taught him the most inferior exercises.

Liu Qi's explanation at the time was that he could not tolerate the birth of a genius.

Cheng Suxin only regarded it as Liu Qi's despicable excuse.

But now it seems that yes......

He Ding Mian is not a genius, who is?

This down-and-out boy in Shishui Town, whose growth today can no longer be described as terrifying......

The spiritual vein was abolished, and he was burdened with death, but he relied on a pig-killing knife to overturn Ma Yu, the great elder of the Xuanyuan Pavilion of the Shangqing faction.

In the next three years, she didn't know what was going on, with a full beard, a strong fist, and a self-confidence that made her feel excited.

It was as if as long as he stood there, he would stand up to the sky falling.

And now,

In the face of this huge sword array, he actually created a miracle again!

In the midst of the crowd.

A middle-aged couple with a talented and beautiful appearance couldn't help but smile after seeing this scene.

"How about it, I'll just say that our daughter's vision is still good, right?"

The middle-aged man grinned.

The woman rolled her eyes and said angrily: "I don't know who was so ruthless before, if we really beat him, when the Midyear Festival arrives, the girl won't be angry with us?" ”

"It's okay, this kid has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is durable, but Madame, your poisonous tongue, if it spoils his state of mind, then it is a big deal." The man smiled wryly.

"This is not a poisonous tongue, this is a test!" The woman corrected.

The man laughed, yes, yes, madam, you are right, so did he pass the test?

The woman smiled slightly, and said that since the first time he went to the White Cloud Tower, he had already passed the customs, and if he wasn't afraid that his daughter would be widowed, do you think I would hit him like this three times or twice?

The man sighed and said that this Baiyun Pagoda is also yes, he always likes to engage in some kind of sword immortal inheritance, and he also asked Ding Mian to kill the tenth floor of the Baiyun Pagoda alone, isn't it embarrassing?

The woman shook her head and said in a solemn tone: "It's not Lu Feng on the tenth floor who I'm worried about now, after all, it can be seen from this battle that he and Lu Feng still have the strength to fight...... Even if he has hole cards, it is not impossible to pass the tenth floor, and what I am really worried about is this game in the White Cloud Tower. ”

"Bureau?" The man frowned.

"Nirvana." The woman said in a deep voice.

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't I go talk to him?" ”

"It's definitely going to be said, it's going to be three years soon, and it's going to take a few days to get to the White Cloud Tower from here, and now our soul power is unstable, and we can't send him there directly, so it's better to say it early...... Mainly, what are you going to say to him? The woman said.

"What else can I say, of course, let him hurry up to pick up our daughter, one step later, and when the prisoner immortal array is completed, the daylily will be cold." The man said as a matter of course.

"But...... Wouldn't this be unfair to Ding Mian? The woman frowned.

The man shook his head and said in a resolute tone: "After the truth is told to him, what to do is his choice...... But if we don't say anything, that's really unfair to him. ”

The woman hummed softly.

*

Above the ring.

The sword cultivators of Liuli Mountain, one by one, trembled as if they had been drilled into ice, and their faces were even more pale.

They were horrified to find that the sword qi that was thrown out was like a mud cow entering the sea, and all of them disappeared without a trace......

The biggest difference between a sword cultivator and a swordsman is a qi word.

If the sword qi does not come out, what is the difference between it and an ordinary martial artist?

"You...... Look here! ”

A certain sword cultivator suddenly pointed to the ground and shouted in horror.

When everyone looked at it, their faces changed greatly.

It turned out that at some point, a circle of extremely mysterious rune patterns appeared on the ground.

The motifs glow with brilliance, forming a circle in which they are imprisoned......

"I remember!" A female sword cultivator screamed, "He just stepped into this ring first, deliberately circled around the ring, and then squatted on the ground, he was setting up a formation!" We were all deceived by him, he was not an alchemist at all, but a formation master! ”

"What, Formation Master?"

"But what explanation should he give to him when he knocked over Senior Brother Tang with one punch?"

"And he was holding a talisman in his hand just now, I think this guy is not only a formation master, but also a talisman painter......

"This ...... What kind of monster is this? Drawing talismans and arranging formations, and the body is so perverted? ”

The young elite disciples of Liuli Mountain finally panicked.

One by one, as if looking at a monster, they looked at Ding Mian in fear.

The young man with a beard on his face grinned, pulled out the pig-killing knife with a "bang", and said:

"Missing one, I'm still a knife man."