A crimson sword light rose into the sky, like a thunderbolt, the shimmering cold light made people chill, the red blade as red as blood fell like the butcher's knife of death, and the entire void was shattered under the incomparable edge of the red electric long knife.

Although Ding Chuan was immersed in great grief, he was awakened by the piercing killing intent, and he crossed his two pale golden ribs in front of his chest and held them towards the Chidian long knife.

"Khooth!"

A trembling sound from a huge metal collision resounded through the world, and the two pale golden ribs actually blocked the shocking blow of the incomparable red electric knife, Ding Chuan's face was extremely pale, and he was shocked by a strong force How far away, his chest rose and fell violently, and the repeated battles had already made him run out of oil, but the fierce light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the Fusang Taibao on the opposite side also showed fatigue, and now he was fighting with an indomitable blood, and he couldn't retreat.

"The old man is calculating, and he took advantage of my distraction. Ding Chuan's eyes showed a cold light and said, "You just calculated my father's life and death, and you didn't witness it with your own eyes." Fifty of the Heavenly Dao is missing one, the Great Yan is forty-nine, and after the extreme nine is one, life is death, and death is also life. I'm sure my father will come back one day. ”

A trace of surprise flashed on the face of the Fusang Taibao, who had a white beard, he didn't expect Ding Chuan to calm down so quickly, calm and calm and terrifying, he slowly put away the red electric long knife, and pulled out his own snowy long knife, although the red electric long knife is a divine weapon, but it has been sealed, and it can't exert its original power in his hands at all.

Fusang Taibao stared at Ding Chuan with a resentful face and said in a fierce voice: "Your mad father Ding Lao Mo killed the twelve golden-bodied elders of my Holy Land, and you killed the six Taibao of my Holy Land, the old man must let you pay for your blood debt today." ”

Before he finished speaking, the Fusang Taibao held the Xueliang long knife in his hand, and inspired a twenty-zhang long brilliant knife to slash towards Ding Chuan's skull, and the huge wind slammed countless ravines on the ground.

"Old man, you are wrong, I will kill the seven Taibao of your holy land, and I will take off your head. ”

Ding Chuan roared angrily, gathered the remaining Yuan Force, and rushed forward with two sickle-shaped pale golden ribs in his hand, and there was a strange roar in the air.

The huge sound of "boom" was endless, and the two people in the field fought fiercely, and the corpses of the two Fusang Taibao who died in the field had already been crushed into minced meat by the surging calamity waves, and were trampled into meat paste by the two people of the big battle, and the pungent smell of blood wafted in every inch of space.

The war has reached the point where the two sides have no advantage at all, and they are completely fighting for their lives, one is the Fusang Taibao, whose beard is white and has been famous for a long time; The most powerful young master, the fifty zhang radius of the trapped array with the demise of the two Fusang Taibao without spiritual support, has been almost shattered, and finally in the fierce collision between the two, the surging yuan force inspired by the cold knife qi and golden ribs tore the large array to pieces, the terrifying aftermath raged in all directions, dozens of spectators who were closer to the battle were shocked and flew out, and dozens of ancient trees nearby fell to the ground under the terrifying aftermath, dead branches and leaves flew sideways, rolling up dust in the sky.

The little qilin in the field had just recovered some of its physical strength and was robbed, and was hit by the surging calamity waves more than ten zhang away, falling heavily to the ground, it roared in pain, and its body turned into the size of a kitten, reducing the damage of the aftermath of the war as much as possible.

Ding Chuan flashed his face, he was extremely angry, roared, his whole body was steaming, and a hot stream of heat erupted in his nearly exhausted body, and the fire poison dormant in his body was stimulated, and a three-zhang high golden flame surged out of Ding Chuan's body, and in the golden flames were still entangled with the dark demonic qi death light, and the whites of his eyes were no longer visible, and some were just bloody death light.

"Old horseman, take your life. ”

The entire battlefield expanded to a radius of seventy zhang, and the mountains and rocks and plants in the entire battlefield were swallowed up by the terrifying air waves, the trees turned into ashes, the mountains and rocks turned into chips, the earth shook violently, several low mountains nearby trembled, and huge mountains and rocks rolled down.

Just when Ding Chuan turned around and hit the Fusang Taibao, a beautiful figure flew up in the crowd watching the battle, the dark cloud hair was scattered on the front chest and back, the beautiful face, the bright water and bright eyes, a graceful and luxurious yellow dress set off the graceful jade body, in the amazed eyes of everyone, the woman in the yellow shirt was as elegant as a fairy, and grabbed the dying little unicorn on the ground and hugged it in her arms when the huge calamity wave rushed in, and broke through the air.

This scene happened between the lightning and flint, Ding Chuan and Fusang Taibao fought fiercely, and they didn't notice everything behind them, so about half a cup of tea, the battle was finally coming to an end, and the movements of the two were getting slower and slower, and they were no longer as fast as before.

In addition to the two terrifying knife wounds on his chest before, Ding Chuan's waist and abdomen also had a few more terrifying blood wounds, one of which was fifteen inches long, almost cutting Ding Chuan in half, Ding Chuan's every move, a large amount of golden blood gushed out from the wound, his whole person's breath was extremely sluggish, his face was as pale as paper, only a pair of blood-steaming sharp eyes were still flashing infinite killing machines.

On the other side, the Fusang Taibao was even more tragic, one of his right legs was smashed by Ding Chuan with golden ribs, blood was sprayed on his left shoulder, and one arm was torn off by Ding Chuansheng, Fusang Taibao's original bearded face was even more decayed, one arm was broken, and one leg was destroyed, which greatly reduced his speed and attack power.

Fusang Taibao held his sword as a crutch on the ground, stared at Ding Chuan resentfully, and said: "I hate that the three of us didn't listen to the advice of the eldest brother at the beginning, if I wait a little longer, the eight Taibao will get together, how can I let you live!"

"Is that your last word?"

Ding Chuan's eyes were cold, and he staggered towards the Fusang Taibao, and the golden blood continued to flow from the wound, dragging a blood line behind him.

"Kill. ”

A low roar came out, like the sorrowful roar of a beast, Ding Chuan held two golden ribs in his hands and rushed forward, and the golden ribs burst out with brilliant light at this moment, even more brilliant than the sun in the sky.

Fusang Taibao's eyes were cold, revealing a desolate killing aura, he was a strong man who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, there was no void under his fame, and he would never sit back and wait for death without seeing the hope of survival like ordinary people.

The Xueliang long knife in the hand of the Fusang Taibao poked forward fiercely, and with a 'poof', the Xueliang long knife sank into Ding Chuan's abdomen, and the golden blood water flowed down along the blade, and at the same time, the two golden ribs in Ding Chuan's hand also hit the head of the Fusang Taibao without any difference, and the great force directly smashed the head of the Fusang Taibao, and the bright red blood and white milky brains splashed Ding Chuan's body.

Thousands of spectators outside the arena were extremely quiet at this moment, deeply shocked by Ding Chuan's ferocious and tyrannical methods, and after a short moment, the field was in an uproar, a blasphemy cult power, a prince of the Bat Man clan and three long-known Taibao of the Fusang Holy Land were all slaughtered by one person in one day, and today's battle, Ding Chuan's fierce name will definitely spread all over the five domains and nine continents.

However, at this moment, Ding Chuan turned a deaf ear to the boiling noise outside the field, and after the battle, he felt endless exhaustion, he felt dizzy, and he didn't even bother to pull out the long knife inserted in his abdomen and lay on his back weakly.

A burst of tiredness swept through his body, just when Ding Chuan wanted to close his eyes, his half-blind gaze swept to the empty place where the little unicorn fell just now, his tired eyes were bloodshot for a moment, he sat up, staggered up and walked to the people outside the field, he snorted painfully and pulled out the long knife in his body, the cold knife body was stained with golden blood, revealing a thick bloody aura.

"Who kidnapped my little unicorn?" Ding Chuan held a blood-stained long knife that counted thousands of people from afar, his bloodshot eyes were full of ferocity, and thousands of people breathed sluggishly, as if they were being targeted by a wild beast, and they felt cold all over their bodies.

"Is that you?" Ding Chuan pointed his blood-stained long knife at a tall monk, who trembled and stammered, "No, no, it's not me." ”

"Could it be you...... Ding Chuan's blood-stained long knife pointed at a dozen monks one by one, the monstrous ferocity was unobstructed, and more than a dozen monks felt a chill from their bones, the young man in front of him was a butcher who killed people without blinking, and the three Fusang Taibao died more and more miserable than one another, when faced with such a peerless murderer who came out of the blood-soaked battlefield, thousands of people felt a chill in their backs, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet and rushed straight to their heads.

One person shocked thousands of people, so ferocious, there was no one for a while, although at this time, Ding Chuan's body was full of cracks and wounds, decaying to the extreme, as if he would fall down when the wind blew, but the fierce and penetrating evil qi was as endless as the abyss of the dark sea.

"No, it's not us, it's really not us. More than a dozen monks stammered and replied, "It was a very beautiful, very beautiful, very beautiful woman who took your unicorn away......

Ding Chuan's heart moved, and he asked, "What does she look like?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful......"

'Bang!'

Ding Chuan kicked an obscene-looking monk in front of him to the ground, and roared angrily: "I asked you what she was dressed for?"

"Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, Emperor......" said the obscene-looking monk, who was already trembling and speechless, tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and fainted in fright.

Ding Chuan was stunned for a while, pointed the blood-stained long knife at another person, and asked, "In which direction did she flee?"

This time, thousands of people all pointed to the west in unison, and the blood-stained young man in front of them was like a demon king, which made them uncomfortable, and they wished that he would disappear in front of them quickly.

Ding Chuan silently put away the knife, walked to the corpse of the Fusang Taibao with his head shattered, took back the prince's soldier Chidian long knife on his body again, turned around and swayed to the west, leaving two lines of sparse and oblique bloody footprints behind him, which extended to the depths of the mountains and forests.

The injuries on Ding Chuan's body were too serious, and if he didn't cultivate and heal in time at this time, he might fall into terrible dark wounds in the future, but the disappearance of the little qilin made him hold on to his unyielding will and march step by step into the depths of the Great Wilderness.

The severe pain in his body stimulated Ding Chuan's nerves all the time, but he gritted his teeth and frowned, his mind was spinning, searching for dry intestines, who would take advantage of him to secretly take away the little Qilin during the war, could it be that someone saw that the little Qilin was extraordinary, and wanted to take it away for adoption? Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in Ding Chuan's mind, could it be her?