Chapter 227

The provocative words came one after another, and Bai Chengxi, who listened directly, trembled all over, and gritted his silver teeth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why don't you speak, it's too little, I'll give three hundred! Alas, this ** can only be ......"

Before the man finished speaking, he only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly his throat tightened, and he couldn't make a sound anymore, and then he only felt a sudden pain in his cheeks. His mouth was forcibly pinched open, and a sharp blade wrenched in his mouth.

Wan Tingjun had already returned to his place, holding the ink dragon that was still dripping blood in his hand.

The man's tongue had been minced in the blink of an eye.

Ding Jianyun's eyes were cold, and he suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, this person, is it so difficult that he is a ghost? Didn't he still look at himself just now? Why did he crush that person's tongue in the blink of an eye?

Wan Tingjun's long hair flew wildly, his eyes were like knives, and he stared at the crowd.

When he boarded, the audience was silent, and the needles could be heard.

"I'll give you a letter of war!"

Ding Jianyun spoke, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of paper floated in front of Wan Tingjun. The war book can be regarded as a very bright technique.

However, when Wan Tingjun held the battle book in his hand, his face suddenly became gloomy.

There are four words prominently written on it in red font: life and death.

"This is a battle book of life and death, don't take it. Bai Chengxi whispered in the back.

Bai Chengxi knew this Ding Jianyun, and he knew that this person had gone to Jinhuo Peak more than once to get close to Su Xiaoxiao, because she understood Ding Jianyun's intention to write a battle of life and death, and it was nothing more than to curry favor with Su Xiaoxiao.

"Why?

Ding Jianyun looked at Wan Tingjun pinching the battle book and hesitated there, sneering in his heart, it seemed that he was really afraid.

"If you're afraid, you'll cut it off on your own!"

Ding Jianyun was unforgiving, and even the words he said were aggressive, leaving no room for Wan Tingjun at all.

"I took it!"

Just when Ding Jianyun thought that Wan Tingjun was too timid to fight, Wan Tingjun said it lightly.

"Don't!" Bai Chengxi gently tugged at Wan Tingjun's shirt behind him, she was very worried, really worried, worried that this happiness would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Wan Tingjun casually pinched her palm and walked over with a smile.

At this moment, even Wan Tingjun who was already smiling, those people couldn't help but retreat back, this person, this person is not a human, a monster, a ghost! With Wan Tingjun's footsteps, some people have begun to quietly slip down Feiyan Peak.

"Let's do it. ”

Wan Tingjun said with a nonchalant face.

Ding Jianyun gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Death!"

Hearing a clear sound, a silver-gray three-foot sword blade flew out from the sword box behind Ding Jianyun.

"Don't forget the sword, this sword is very powerful, you have to be careful!" Seeing that she was irretrievable, Bai Chengxi just stared nervously at Ding Jianyun opposite, she had already made up her mind that if Wan Tingjun was in danger, she would definitely take action.

"Don't forget?"

Wan Tingjun thought about it, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled at Bai Chengxi: "This sword is for you, it's good." ”

When Ding Jianyun heard this, he was furious, not to mention that this sword was given by his master, even he loved this forget-me-not-forget sword very much, where could Wan Tingjun be so presumptuous.

At that moment, anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, only to see him pinch his hands, and the long sword that rose in the air was like a silver dragon reaching Wan Tingjun's heart.

Seeing the ferocity of the long sword, Wan Tingjun didn't dare to block it, and immediately urged the magic weapon to protect himself, and at the same time dodged away.

Wan Tingjun's body technique Ding Jianyun had seen it, and since he was able to crush that person's tongue in front of everyone, he could naturally easily dodge his sword.

But there was clearly no disappointment in Ding Jianyun's eyes, he saw his hands change, and the long sword flying in the air suddenly shook, and suddenly it was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and in an instant, countless sword shadows surrounded Wan Tingjun in the middle.

Seeing Wan Tingjun's gloomy look, Ding Jianyun laughed wildly, this guy died in my hands like this, a little unfinished?

But he was only halfway through his laugh, and the insolent smile froze on his face.

His sword rain in the sky was actually entangled by a huge and incomparably long Qingxiao Shield, and he instinctively entered within a foot around Wan Tingjun, and all the sword qi that hurt Wan Tingjun was instantly resisted by the Qingxiao Shield.

After a while, the sword momentum was exhausted, and the silver-gray long sword returned to Ding Jianyun, and although Ding Jianyun was still very calm and calm on the surface, no one knew what kind of thought he had in his heart.

Wan Tingjun held the Qingxiao Shield in his hand, and suddenly hit the ground a little, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura suddenly erupted.

"It's my turn next!"

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he moved as soon as he said it, and the whole person shook in place, and he deceived himself to a position in front of Ding Jianyun.

Wan Tingjun said that he moved, and the whole person shook in place, and he was deceived to a position in front of Ding Jianyun.

This position is very ingenious, standing here can allow Wan Tingjun to advance and retreat freely, with his original realm, he naturally has a deep understanding of the concept of distance.

"What a speed!"

Rao is Ding Jianyun, who has seen Wan Tingjun's speed, can't help but gasp, such a speed, even his current strength, can't be surpassed, and the other party is just a mortal who has not been promoted, which makes Ding Jianyun a little more apprehensive in his heart.

He didn't dare to think about it, the light in his hand flashed, and a small silver shield appeared, immediately guarding the vital points of his body.

Defeat at the hands of a monk who has just stepped into the realm of first light, joke!

Ding Jianyun held the round shield on his head, did not dodge, danced with both hands, and urged the Don't Forget the Sword again. At the same time, a silver stone platform appeared under his body, and this stone platform appeared.

It released a dazzling light, which immediately diluted Wan Tingjun's powerful heart domain force field, and there were great signs of recovering the disadvantage.

Seeing that his own exercises could be very effective in restraining the opponent's curse force field, Ding Jianyun suddenly burst into flames, as if he had seen victory, and the Don't Forget the Divine Sword in his hand was even more open and closed.

"Shitai Sword Technique!"

Bai Chengxi, who was standing in the distance, mentioned his throat in his heart, this Shitai Sword Technique, although the name doesn't sound very good, it doesn't mean that its power is average.

This set of sword techniques is one of the rare advanced techniques in the Sword Sect, and some people have stepped into the realm of true gods by cultivating the Shitai Sword Technique, which shows that the potential of the Shitai Sword Technique is very huge.

Especially now, Ding Jianyun has the cooperation of the Don't forget the divine sword in his hand, and he can fully exert the powerful power of the Shitai sword technique.

Ding Jianyun fully launched the Shitai Sword Technique, and when he landed, the force field around his body increased greatly, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of silver light, as if the gods had descended to earth.

Looking at the forget-me-not-forget-in sword again, it spun in the air, pointed towards the Wan Ting Jun Void, and suddenly a powerful momentum rushed over.

In the face of Ding Jianyun's crazy counterattack, this time Wan Tingjun had no intention of dodging at all, and what he chose was still a fatal kill.

In his dictionary, killing people doesn't need too many flashy tricks at all, just one move is enough, and in his several years of killer career, he has put all his energy on researching and finding this point.

He is confident that no matter how strong you are, there will always be a point that can make you unrecoverable in an instant.

He began to understand, and the pure spiritual power in his body swirled wildly, merging into the heart field force field at an unparalleled speed.

At the same time, he brazenly threw out the Qingxiao Shield, and the huge Qingxiao Shield flew and circled in the air, and targeted Ding Jianyun.

However, at this time, Ding Jianyun had the stone platform protection of the Shitai Sword Technique, which was already difficult to approach, and he seemed to feel a huge threat, and the Qingxiao Shield burst out with the light of the Dao Underworld, and the power of the Shitai in the sky was strangled together, and he did not choose to attack Ding Jianyun's body at the first time.

After throwing the Qingxiao Shield, Wan Tingjun condensed a milky white spear in his hand, his hands were short, and his steps changed.

And the Qingxiao shield is very psychic, no matter where Wan Tingjun goes, it will appear wherever it is, resisting attacks from all directions for Wan Tingjun.

Seeing Wan Tingjun rushing towards him with a short sword in his hand, Ding Jianyun smiled disdainfully, his hands returned to the cage, and the stone platform below was full of divine light, completely surrounding him.

At this time, Ding Jianyun had already forgotten his master's instructions, that is: Sword cultivation is taboo, don't let the enemy get close! Wan Tingjun deceived forward, shook his hands, and stabbed Ding Jianyun's eyes with the sound of the wind with his spear.

Eyes are the windows of people's souls, and anyone who is threatened by their eyes will unconsciously defend themselves and protect their eyes, as if it is already an instinctive behavior, and this Ding Jianyun is of course no exception.

Seeing the spear in Wan Tingjun's hand flying towards his eyes, with an instinctive move, the don't forget the sword turned around and began to protect, obviously to block the flying spear.

Ding Jianyun thought very clearly, although the spear flying over would not cause fatal damage to him, but after all, the eyes were the most vulnerable place, and once he received even a slight injury, his combat effectiveness would drop a lot, so he chose to defend himself.

And after throwing the spear, Wan Tingjun did not retreat but advanced, and at the same time, with a wave of his right hand, the Qingxiao Shield was already tightly in my hand.

Throat, his real target, is naturally Ding Jianyun's throat.

Wan Tingjun kills people, he must choose the throat, this is also the most effective means he has thought for a long time, the throat is cut off, the natural vitality is cut off, and there is only one death.

It wasn't until he saw the huge shield aura of terror dripping blood rushing down his throat that Ding Jianyun knew that he had made an irreparable mistake.

He finally began to be afraid, this person, sure enough, was a ghost-like existence, but unfortunately, although his divine sword easily shattered Wan Tingjun's spear, it had already exhausted its strength, and it was too late to make any defensive gestures.

Burst!

Wan Tingjun's face turned pale suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, mixed with the blood spurting from the major artery of Ding Jianyun's neck, scattering a rain of blood on the bluestone ground.

The throat is cut off, and the life is cut off.

Dingdong, the forget-me-not sword in front of Ding Jianyun fell in front of his corpse, and at this time, Ding Jianyun still maintained a look of fear and shock, it seems that even if he is a ghost, he will be afraid of this shield aura for a hundred years.

Wan Tingjun staggered a few steps, bent down with difficulty and picked up the long sword, the light in his hand flickered, erasing all of Ding Jianyun's spiritual sense, and then he limped away.

Everyone present was stupid at this moment, and they all stood there in a daze, Ding Jianyun was actually dead!

Just died like this, don't forget that the Divine Sword was also taken away, how can the whole Shenhui Peak be embarrassed by the spread of this matter, and what kind of face will the disciples of the Shenhui Peak have in the future to gain a foothold in the Earthquake Ding Palace?

Suddenly, a person came out of the crowd, and a long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and stabbed at Wan Tingjun's back.

"Ah......" Bai Chengxi exclaimed in surprise, she wanted to make a move, but it was too late at all, she was standing quite far away.

This is also her negligence, she couldn't imagine that Wan Tingjun could kill Ding Jianyun so quickly, and what she didn't expect was that the disciples of Shenhui Peak would have such scum, obviously a life and death battle book.

But he had to use the extremely obscene means of sneak attack, but no matter what, Wan Tingjun at this time was really in danger, he was already weak, and it was hard to imagine how he could avoid that long sword that had no return.

However, at this moment, only a shy yeller was heard: "Lord Wan, be careful!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a purple ball of light crash into the chest of the disciple of Shenhui Peak, and before everyone had time to be surprised, they saw that the purple ball of light directly broke through the chest of that disciple of Shenhui Peak, and rushed out with a large number of bloody organs!

And the disciple of the Sword Sect who had already entered the battle state still maintained the posture of sprinting forward, but the long sword in his hand was dim for a moment, and then fell out of his hand.

It fell to the ground, and only then did he take a look at the transparent hole in his body in disbelief, and then he collapsed with a bang.

All the people were amazed at this moment and their hearts stopped beating, how could this be?

Where did that light come from?

What's that?

Just when everyone was speculating there like fools, they saw that the purple light fell to the ground, and a super cute and cute purple puppy stood there, with a very chic tail, and shouted: "Little enough for me to be handsome!"

Bai Chengxi was even more speechless in surprise, but at this moment, where could she care so much, seeing Wan Tingjun's mouth spitting blood and swaying.

It is possible to fall to the ground at any time, and the nervous heart is about to jump out, and he rushed over to support the crumbling Wan Tingjun, staring at the fellow men who were still standing in the distance, and gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't get out, otherwise you will all die!"

Her words were extremely ruthless, and suddenly those disciples who woke up from a big dream flew down the mountain one by one like prey that were strongly frightened, and they all wished that their parents would give birth to two more legs for themselves.

Since Bai Chengxi had a skin-to-skin relationship with Wan Tingjun, she also has a ruthless and domineering spiritual power in her body.

Therefore, this rebuke was full of boundless coercion, thinking about how those disciples who had not reached the realm of the Dark Universe could stand it, they were suddenly emboldened, and they no longer had the slightest courage to wait and see.

Bai Chengxi carefully supported Wan Tingjun and walked towards the hut step by step.

And Wan Tingjun didn't seem to care about his injury at all, raised his right hand slightly, and smiled miserably: "This sword belongs to you." ”

Bai Chengxi was still thinking about the sword, she casually threw the sword aside, and when she saw Wan Tingjun's appearance, she said angrily: "When is it, still talking about this." ”

The puppy was very depressed and wiped the blood on his body, muttering something in his mouth, thinking that the taste of that mass of organs was not very good.

Bai Chengxi helped Wan Tingjun into the room, gently put him on the bed, and then got up and said: "The disciples of Shenhui Peak are dead, they will definitely not give up, I will go out to have a look, you have to have a good rest." ”

Bai Chengxi's eyes lingered, and he couldn't say pity. He loves this man, he loves him to the bone marrow, and if he kills his fellow disciples, he will be shattered and his soul will be shattered, and she doesn't want him to die, let alone watch him die.