With a loud shout,

The mighty righteousness like a turbulent wave shrouded Ding Xiaoyi.

made Ding Xiaoyi's heart palpitate,

The domineering and fierce righteousness came in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised,

The long sword in his hand stirred up layers of sword light, wanting to block the domineering and fierce Haoran righteousness.

"Boom",

The sword and the heroic righteousness collided together,

There was a deafening loud noise, and Ding Xiaoyi's body couldn't stop retreating.

Before anyone arrived,

The fierce and domineering strength took the lead in attacking Ding Xiaoyi.

made Ding Xiaoyi repelled a few steps by the fierce energy.

As soon as he stood still,

I saw two figures roaring from the dark night.

The two of them once again slashed at Ding Xiaoyi with their fierce energy.

The fierce energy, as well as the surging righteousness.

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt suffocated, and the long sword in his hand was raised.

"Drunk, the sword is like frost",

Ding Xiaoyi shouted,

The long swords crisscrossed in his hand and shot towards the fierce Haoran righteous qi like a tide.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof",

The unparalleled sword qi penetrated through the mighty righteousness,

There was a sharp and piercing sound, and Ding Xiaoyi's figure turned.

I saw a young man wearing a Confucian robe with sword eyebrows, and his face sank.

He slapped his palm,

Shen Xiong's fierce and righteous spirit roared towards Ding Xiaoyi like a river.

The fierce and righteous spirit, the criss-crossing swords, in this dark night, it is particularly dazzling,

A golden ray burst out,

The golden knife in the hand of the princess of the demon kingdom flashed with a dazzling sword and attacked another young man wearing a Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes waved his sleeves,

The overwhelming majesty roared up, but the princess of the demon kingdom was pale.

The sword light stirred up by the golden knife is getting richer and thicker,

She was still holding the little girl in her arms, and she spun around,

The golden knife in his hand turned into round after round of the moon.

A soft glow shone from the moon, and the golden sword turned into several rounds of the moon and surged towards the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Boom",

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stared,

The whole body erupted with a tsunami-like energy, and the fierce Haoran righteousness was stirred up.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure flickered,

The long sword in his hand had already approached the young man in the Confucian robe with sword eyebrows, and the long sword let out a terrifying trembling groan.

And the young man in the Confucian robe turned into claws with both palms,

His claws were full of fierce and domineering righteousness, and his five claws buckled towards the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank slightly,

He didn't expect this young man in a Confucian robe to be so big, and he wanted to buckle the long sword in his hand with just a pair of fleshy palms.

The long sword move changed, and the long sword that stabbed straight shook it.

I saw several sword shadows exploding from the hands of the young man in the Confucian robe, and the sharp sword intent cut through the lingering Haoran righteousness.

The young man in the Confucian robe stared,

His five-clawed right hand suddenly retracted, and he curled his fingers at the sword.

"Zheng ......",

The long sword was struck by lightning, and let out a burst of mournful sounds,

And Ding Xiaoyi only felt a surge of energy like electricity pouring into his arm.

The force of the impact almost caused the sword in his hand to fly out of his hand.

His body retreated sharply, and the sword spat wildly.

The young man in the Confucian robe had a solemn face, and he shouted: "A gentleman is like the wind."

Shen Xiong's heroic righteousness broke out again,

The young man in the Confucian robe was in the wrong shape, and he waved his arms.

A giant palm slammed towards Ding Xiaoyi with transcendent power.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi was in a hurry, he withdrew and retreated, his eyes flickering.

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes froze, and his mouth also shouted, and the long sword in his hand emitted bursts of ghostly light.

"Wow",

Ding Xiaoyi's figure moved, and one after another afterimages appeared in the sight of the young man in the Confucian robe.

The sword,

Condensing the aura of death towards the young man in the Confucian robe,

That sword seemed to be slow, but it was actually fast to the limit.

The young man in the Confucian robe shrank his pupils slightly.

The huge palm slammed down towards the sword.

The fierce and unparalleled Haoran righteousness was also condensed to the extreme at that moment.

A sword with a cold fragrance,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure has appeared in front of the giant palm,

The sword shuddered and slammed into the giant palm.

"Boom ......",

The earth-shattering noise has been going on for a long time,

The energy like a rain of arrows shot out wantonly, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was slapped several feet away by the giant palm.

And that sword,

But it also penetrated through the giant palm like a bamboo, and stabbed the chest of the young man in the Confucian robe.

A few drops of blood swayed down,

A hideous blood flower suddenly appeared on the chest of the young man in the Confucian robe.

That sword is devastating, and that sword is unstoppable.

"Bell" sound,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flew out of his hand, and his figure was thrown high like a broken kite.

Seeing this, the princess of the demon kingdom couldn't help but frown.

I saw that her right hand was knotted with some mysterious seal, and there were words in her mouth,

And the crescent moon that permeated her body shone even more dazzlingly.

"Ding Xiaoyi!" ，

When the little girl saw Ding Xiaoyi's body being knocked away, she let out a scream.

Then she broke free from the arms of the princess of the demon kingdom.

The young man in the Confucian robe stared at the figure of the little girl fixedly, and he was stunned.

Then the eyes of the young man in the Confucian robe fell on the black-clothed men who had died of anger.

"Stop",

The face of the sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe changed, and he suddenly shouted.

The golden knife in the hand of the princess of the demon kingdom has transformed into countless string moons.

She was about to urge the moon to attack the young man in the Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

And the young man in the Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes also changed slightly.

As soon as his figure retreated, Haoran's righteousness faded away like a tide.

"Bang",

Ding Xiaoyi's body slammed into the courtyard wall like a dead dog.

There was a "boom" of sand and dust, and the courtyard wall collapsed.

And Ding Xiaoyi's body was also submerged by the collapsed courtyard wall.

At this time, a petite figure rushed towards the direction where Ding Xiaoyi disappeared.

"Ding Xiaoyi, don't die."

The little girl appeared at the collapsed courtyard wall with a little crying,

She stared blankly at the sandy ruins.

"Your Excellency is the princess of the Demon Kingdom?"

The sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe asked in a condensed voice to the princess of the Demon Kingdom, and at this moment he knew that this was a misunderstanding.

The two Confucian scholars crossed their gazes and counted,

They also showed a trace of embarrassing guilt in their hearts, and they didn't expect that this was just a misunderstanding.

"Could it be that the Confucian scholars of the Shuge are also interfering in state affairs?"

The princess of the demon kingdom looked at the two young men in Confucian robes with fierce eyes, and she naturally did not have a good look on her face.

The Imperial Capital Library, known all over the world, never asks about state affairs.

Whether it is the Dayong Dynasty or the previous dynasty, Shuge only asks about state affairs, and never participates in state affairs.

"Actually, it's a misunderstanding!"

The sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe said to the princess of the demon kingdom with an apologetic look on his face.

"Ahem......",

There was a violent cough from the ruins of the collapsed courtyard wall.

When the little girl heard the voice, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Boom",

Ding Xiaoyi jumped out of the ruins,

Then he saw the little girl's pear blossom rain-like face, and he patted the sand around him and came to Ding Xiaoyou's side.

"Ding Xiaoyi, I thought you were dead",

The little girl threw herself into Ding Xiaoyi's arms, and she couldn't help crying.

"Okay, it's okay, I'm not going to die so easily."

Ding Xiaoyi patted the little girl's back, and he couldn't help but comfort him.

Seeing this, the two young men in Confucian robes showed even more embarrassed expressions on their faces.

As soon as they came, they went straight to work without asking, but they didn't expect to find that they had hit the wrong person.

"Two gentlemen, but they are from the Imperial Capital Library."

Ding Xiaoyi calmed the little girl, and he turned to the two Confucian scholars and asked.

Haoran's righteousness is really domineering, and even his sword intent can be dispersed.

It was the first time he had faced such a difficult opponent.

"Exactly, I misunderstood Xiaoyou just now, and I will make a compensatory to Xiaoyou."

The young man in the Confucian robe with sword eyebrows generously admitted his mistake and apologized to Ding Xiaoyi.

"You're welcome." Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand, what is this injury.

The princess of the demon kingdom had already put away the golden knife, and she came to Ding Xiaoyi's side, with some complicated colors in her eyes.