The twelve flying swords pierced one after another, why not think that the body flashed instantly, the body became psychedelic, and the remnants of the Dao were fluttering, and they actually avoided the twelve flying swords one after another.

However, the offensive of the twelve flying swords is endless, one sword after another, why not think that you can avoid once, twice, three times, but it is impossible to avoid them all this time.

Ding Mo sneered, clasped his hands and stood quietly in the swamp watching his struggle, the spiritual waves rippled under his feet, and the aura gently supported his feet to stand in the swamp.

"I'll see how long you can last", Ding Mo sneered: "I won't let you die so happily, I'm going to wait for you to run out of energy and slash you slowly, one by one",

"Whoosh",

At this moment, He Busi's figure suddenly flashed, and after swinging three flying swords one after another, he broke through the bag of twelve flying swords like a streamer, and then the sword light flashed in front of Ding Mo.

The cold sword light approached the center of his eyebrows, and he once again saw the swift sword of the sword washing glacier, this sword was as straight as a violent wind and lightning, and he could only watch the sword blade fast After all, his jaw opened slightly.

"Bang",

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce Ding Mo's eyebrows and pierce his skull, a Ugin Zen staff suddenly roared down from the sky, and the heavy Zen staff fell violently in the swamp, and the Ugin iron rod was just right in front of Ding Mo's body, blocking the sword like a storm of lightning without thinking about it.

"Huh?",

He Busi frowned, and felt an extremely strong force coming from the hardware Zen staff, and he withdrew without hesitation.

"Boy, where do you want to go?",

Fa Jing immediately flew down, the rough big hand tattooed with centipedes and poisonous snakes slapped suddenly, and the majestic golden aura around his body spread out like a torrent, and the golden light when the golden aura spread was clearly visible;

The two golden pillars slammed into each other, and the prestige was like a river overturning the sea, and even a mountain sandwiched in the middle under such a huge force would inevitably be blown to pieces.

Why don't you frown, and immediately swept out, Rao is so that the power wave from the violent collision of the two golden pillars still lifted him out.

"Sneer",

Behind him, a flying sword flew forward, and a sword pierced the back of his heart.

"Oh, boy, you're dead",

"You will soon regret coming into this world",

Ding Mo's eyes were cold, and the sword that almost killed him made him even more angry, and he made up his mind to cut him with a thousand knives.

A sword pierced through his body, but the eleven flying swords behind him were faster, fiercer, and more vicious.

Why don't you think about the sharp pain in your chest, but at this time you don't dare to have the slightest stagnation, the spiritual energy in your body is surging and violently shocking out of the flying sword inserted in your body, the sleeve of your right hand robe is bulging, and the eightfold swallowing Wu Gong roared and turned into an air flow that interrupted the flight trajectory of the eleven flying swords, but at the moment when the eleven flying swords stabbed it, he suddenly turned around the flying sword and flew away, leaving the twelve flying swords and the two golden pillars behind him in an instant.

"What a tenacious boy",

The evil monk Fajing pulled out the heavy hardware Zen staff from the swamp, glanced at He Busi, who was about to fly out of the valley from a distance, and stepped forward and said: "Since this is the case, eat my thunder dragon roar to see if you can escape from the palm of the Buddha's hand."

Two big fan-like hands clasped together in the shape of a trumpet at the side of his mouth, the center of the horn was facing He Busi's back, he took a deep breath, the explosive power rushed upwards from the heart, the golden aura was like rolling thunder, opened his mouth and roared, the explosive power erupted, the sound was like an explosion, and there was really rolling thunder shooting out from his mouth.

The terrifying sound wave suddenly reverberate, and a spiritual explosion was immediately heard in the valley, and the radius of the evil monk Fa Jing was stirring up thousands of mud waves, and even Ding Mo had to retreat, covering his ears and saying angrily: "Monk, don't you even let me go?"

The evil monk Fajing could no longer hear his voice, and the spiritual energy was constantly whistling out of his body, and the terrifying sound waves were constantly swinging, one wave stronger than one wave, and one wave more vicious than one wave.

"Click",

"Bang",

The stone walls on both sides suddenly exploded, and countless debris and stones fell in a flutter.

When the sound wave came, why not think about it, his heart was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw the golden flood wave rushing like a huge wave, the flood wave was all over the mountains and fields, everywhere, even if his body was fast, it was impossible to avoid such a grand sound wave, and what was even more terrifying was that the sound flow seemed to be pulled and hit his chest endlessly.

"When",

In a hurry, he only had time to swing his sword, and the terrible sound stream bombarded violently, and the golden torrent continued to hit his body, pouring into his body, and the blood mist erupted from his chest and back, his body could no longer support it, and he fell from the air like a kite with a broken string with a muffled snort.

His feet were in the mire, and when he stood up again with his sword in hand, there was hardly any intact place on his body, his clothes were red, blood was flowing backwards down his fingers and the blade of the sword, his nostrils, eyes, and ears were all bloodstained, and the blood in front of his eyes was hazy.

"My... Eyes...",

Blood stuck to his eyelids, and his eyes were first red, and two figures in front of him were faintly visible, and then he couldn't see anything when it was dark in front of him, and the iron sword couldn't help but come out of his hand.

"Hmph, you run again",

Ding Mo and Fa Jing strode over, and when they looked at He Busi again, their faces were full of vicious mockery.

"Aren't you waiting for us in the swamp, for I have come as you wished, but stand up and see."

"What kind of heir of the sword and ice river? It's just a waste, I'll cut you with a knife."

Ding Mo walked up to He Busi, shook his sleeve, and a knife fell into his hand.

"Gong",

At this moment, a sword roar sounded from above, and a long sword shook like thunder in the nine heavens, and his flying sword struck fiercely in the air, and his twelve flying swords actually scattered under this blow.

Ding Mo and Fa Jing were shocked, instinctively retreated back, a shining long sword suddenly fell in front of He Busi, and then "swished" a few times, and five long swords fell from the sky and were inserted around He Busi's body, each sword was full of energy, and when the six swords were down, a sword array had been formed, and the dense brilliance turned into a powerful shield to protect He Busi in it.

"Who dare to stop me from killing people in the wicked pit and don't want my life?",

Ding Mo shouted angrily.

An ethereal figure loomed in the air, slowly descending, followed by an incomparably grand aura.

"Kunlun Sect Nie Tianyuan, Ding Mo, you dare to commit murder in front of me?",