Ding Mian threw a punch and hit Zhu Yun in the face.

This sword demon, who was invincible in the past, flew directly in the air and landed heavily, scraping a trace dozens of meters long on the floor.

Without waiting for Zhu Yun to get up, Ding Mian's second punch came.

This time it was in the chest.

So, Zhu Yun flew again and again.

Blood splattered in the air.

Ding Mian could have thrown a third punch, but after seeing that Zhu Yun had almost lost his resistance, he finally gave up this plan.

However, at this time, Zhu Yun, who was lying on the ground and was almost dying, actually raised his hand and made a strange gesture.

Two up, three together.

It's like a sword trick!

Suddenly, seventy-two flying swords roared in the air!

The entire eight-story White Cloud Pagoda is full of light, and it is illuminated like day!

Ding Mian, who picked up the pig-killing knife from the ground and was about to go to the ninth floor, was stunned.

"Break it for me!"

A roar.

The flying sword that was constantly rotating in the air did not fly out towards Ding Mian, but formed a circle and stabbed at Zhu Yun in unison.

Ding Mian was taken aback.

Could it be that this guy's heart was shattered after losing, and he was ready to kill himself with a sword?

This time, Ding Mian guessed wrong.

Zhu Yun's Dao Heart did not crumble, but bloomed as if it was instantly infused with infinite power!

Seventy-two flying swords all submerged into Zhu Yun's body, but there was no scene of flesh and blood flying, but his broken wounds began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but both the sword intent and mana on his body were increasing wildly in an extremely terrifying trend!

Ding Mian's body trembled.

What do you mean?

Is this advanced?

Ding Mian clenched the pig-killing knife in his hand, and his face was cloudy.

hesitated several times whether to take this opportunity to give Zhu Yun a knife, but until Zhu Yun stood up from the ground, he still didn't do it.

It's not that you don't dare, but you don't want to.

Seventy-two flying swords disappeared completely, and even the sword box shattered to the ground.

At this moment, Zhu Yun only had a sword in his hand.

An iron sword that had been broken in two before and had accompanied him for hundreds of years.

"Is this how the Eight Realms feel?"

"That's all."

Zhu Yun pursed his lips, looked at Ding Mian and smiled: "Boy, are you hiding quite deeply?" Say, when did the demons disappear? ”

Ding Mian smiled bitterly: "Not long after the duel with my predecessors, I was swept away by seventy-two swords, and after the sword light was swept, I suddenly woke up inexplicably. ”

"Tsk, listen to what you mean, my flying sword can still help people wake up? Okay, I'll give you another sword, maybe you'll break the mirror! ”

Zhu Yun sneered.

didn't give Ding Mian a chance to refuse, and directly raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

Brush –

A huge wisp of sword qi flew out, penetrated the void, and came to Ding Mian.

Ding Mian raised the pig-killing knife and prepared to block, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind again, and instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed out.

The sword qi collided with the sword qi, and there was no situation where it exploded with one touch, but was crushed by the sword qi in a crushing state, directly cutting horizontally to Ding Mian's side.

Ding Mian had no choice but to retreat to avoid his edge.

"It's worthy of being a sword of the Eight Realms Sword Immortal, it's really powerful." Ding Mian arched his hand.

The old sword demon, who was going to stab the sword again, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Yes, your kid's fart is not good at all...... It's amazing, you can still stand here? ”

Ding Mian touched his nose.

"Well, it's boring."

Zhu Yun took back the sword, and his face showed a little lonely look, "I thought that when I stepped into the Eight Realms, I would see a bigger scenery, but I didn't expect that it was just a little faster and more powerful, but it was boring, it was really boring......

"But without this prohibition, I can go and meet the two upstairs again, the two old guys on the eleventh and twelfth floors can't beat for the time being, and the ninth and tenth floors always have the strength to fight, right?"

Ding Mian was shocked and said, "Senior, should you be ......?"

"Hehe, boy, you have fun in your heart, when I help you kill the two guys above, you can go directly to the eleventh floor!" Zhu Yun said with a smile, "But don't blame me for not reminding you, although you have two brushes now, and obviously the hole cards have not been ...... But the existence of the two Nine Realms pinnacles on the eleventh and twelfth floors is definitely not something you can deal with...... Especially the blind man on the twelfth floor, it is said that he has cultivated to the realm of the pseudo-heavenly dao, and he is not much different from the real heavenly realm. ”

"That's right......" Ding Mian nodded.

Zhu Yunle said, look at your fearless appearance, are you really not afraid of those old sword immortals, or is there something particularly powerful, and the means to press the bottom of the box have not come out?

Ding Mian smiled: "Neither." ”

"Huh?" Zhu Yun looked puzzled.

"I just had a heart of death before I came." Ding Mian said lightly.

The smile on Zhu Yun's face disappeared.

Looking at this young man again, I feel a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"What a heart that regards death as home, I used to think that women were a burden, and if you want to strengthen your sword heart, you have to abandon all boring emotions...... Nowadays, it seems that emotions have never been one of the ways to become stronger. ”

Zhu Yun muttered to himself, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.

The muddy old face, full of wrinkles, seems to be like the world to talk about his rare regrets when he once crossed his life.

"Seniors are people with stories?" Ding Mian said respectfully.

"After living for a hundred years, there is no story, so is it still called a person?" Zhu Yun laughed at himself, "Actually, there is no earth-shattering experience of crying ghosts and gods, that is, for the sake of swordsmanship, I gave up a woman who could not even want my life for me." ”

Ding Mian said: "Does the senior regret it now?" ”

Zhu Yun laughed miserably: "My sword path does not allow me to regret it. ”

Ding Mian sighed.

"If time had passed, I would still have followed the path I am now...... But, I should be a little bit nicer to her, a little better, so that she doesn't end up like that. ”

Zhu Yun waved his hand and said, "Okay, after talking nonsense, I have to rush to fight with the above two, and finally give you a piece of advice...... Your path is different from mine, you have chosen, you have to keep your head down, even if you encounter more setbacks and temptations later, you can frown, you can cry, you can complain, and even it doesn't matter if you fall into the devil like before, but never give up...... Because sometimes it may not only be your Dao heart that gives up, but also someone you have failed for a long, long time, at that time you are a complete failure, not to mention others, Lao Tzu is the first to look down on you! ”

Ding Mian's heart was shocked, and then he said, "I've been taught." ”

The old man turned around a little dejectedly and walked towards the ninth floor.

This old sword demon, who had just been promoted to the Eight Realms, went all the way up, all the way in a hoarse voice that only he could hear, and whispered:

"Beicheng farewell, look back at the amber of the three lives, the west city Jue, turn around and the glazed white ......"