The cold young man didn't stop Ding Xiaoyi,

Instead, he looked at him quietly, and the long knife in his hand emitted an arrogant domineering intent.

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand suddenly condensed a sword aura like a ghost,

And the sword intent around him surged up like a river.

"Wow",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out a high-pitched sword groan,

The sword intent is unparalleled, and the sword qi is even more unparalleled, and a shallow smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, this trick is still a bit interesting",

The grim young man's face was still as deep as water, and there was not much change.

"Killing the Jedi",

The long knife in the cold young man's hand let out a loud knife sound.

His figure flickered, and the long knife in his hand picked up the swords and attacked Ding Xiaoyi wildly.

At this point,

Ding Xiaoyi is like a peerless sword,

He only felt that his body had merged with the long sword in his hand.

In his eyes, there was only the throat of the cold youth.

The sword shines like water,

The rolling knives completely covered his eyes, but Ding Xiaoyi ignored them.

The sword turned into a shadow,

Ding Xiaoyi moved.

He stabbed the cold young man at the throat with his sword.

His speed seems slow, and his movements are clumsy.

But in the eyes of the grim swordsman, it was a different style,

Ding Xiaoyi turned into a peerless sword and stabbed towards the cold young man.

He felt his sword tremble,

And his sword intent also let out a light humming and trembling sound.

His sword intent actually shattered inch by inch under that sword intent.

The grim swordsman felt a sudden rush of crisis in his heart that he had never felt before.

The sword in his hand was even more dazzling, and his speed was also extremely fast.

"Wow",

The sword intent released by Ding Xiaoyi collided violently with the sword intent released by the cold swordsman,

It makes a high-pitched sound.

But Ding Xiaoyi is like a drunk old man,

He faltered.

But the long sword in his hand shot forward with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

"Zheng",

The long knife in the hand of the cold swordsman resisted Ding Xiaoyi's fatal blow,

The sword intent like dark water permeated the air, causing the cold swordsman to tremble.

And just as he was trembling,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure suddenly disappeared.

The eyes of the cold young man were full of endless sword rays, and the cold sword rays were overwhelming.

"Hiss",

The grim young man heard a slight sound like the air tearing open.

He felt the sword intent that permeated his body be torn apart in that instant.

Then he saw the tip of the sword expand in his eyes.

The sword intent around him receded like a tide under the sword intent like a ghostly water.

"Not good",

A bad premonition suddenly welled up in the mouth of the cold young man,

His feet slipped, and his body staggered backwards.

But the long sword came as tightly as a maggot attached to the bones.

"Wow",

Ding Xiaoyi's figure appeared,

The sword finally sparkled the cold young man's left shoulder with a splash of blood.

The cold young man's left shoulder rose like a blooming blood flower.

Ding Xiaoyi was still reminiscing about the sword just now in his mind.

He always felt that something was missing from that sword,

The sword intent of the Sword Yin Mountains and Rivers Realm didn't seem to be enough, and then he slowly raised his head.

Not far away,

The long knife in the cold young man's hand was trembling incessantly.

His face didn't have any waves, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.

Ding Xiaoyi had already seen the flower-like blood stain on the other party's left shoulder.

He grinned, his smile tearing apart the dark night like a ray of spring sun.

"Yes, if your sword just now had been more decisive, it might have fallen. Instead of just hurting your left shoulder, your heart isn't hard enough. ”

The cold swordsman said calmly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Thanks",

Ding Xiaoyi knew what he was missing just now,

I just cared about the princess of the demon kingdom in the broken temple, but I didn't have the determination to die and come back to life.

If I had just given it a go, I am afraid that the outcome would have changed.

But there are no ifs.

He just injured the opponent's left shoulder, and he knew that the opponent had not yet shown all his strength.

"You see, I'll only make one last cut, if you take my sword, then I'll leave, how about it?"

The cold young man said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Okay, then you can take my last sword."

Ding Xiaoyi showed an incomparably bright smile on his face, and he said to the cold young man.

"Cutting love, despair, a line of cutting",

The cold young man's long knife was raised again, and the sword intent condensed around him was even more turbulent like a huge wave.

"Woo ......",

The long knife stirred up thousands of blades,

The sword tore open the night, and the power of destroying the world arose.

Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the sky.

He held the sword in both hands, and the true yuan in his body turned into a roaring wave of qi and poured towards the long sword.

"A line of chopping",

The cold young man shouted,

Layers of swords like waves rolled up all around his body, roaring towards Ding Xiaoyi.

now

He held the long knife in his hand high, and he was in great shape.

The grim young man fused with the long knife in his hand.

He is a long knife,

And the long knife is also him, and that knife is cast,

Shockingly.

The air around was torn apart by the brilliant sword,

It seems that there is only one knife between heaven and earth,

And the surging sword light also illuminated the dark night.

The darkness of the night is as bright as day, and the rolling knives are stirring in all directions.

The grim young man was like a sword god, and he held the long knife in his hand high.

Ding Xiaoyi felt the earth-destroying power around the cold young man,

He felt his throat dry.

Before the knife could be issued, he already felt a mountain of pressure coming towards him.

The power of this knife was beyond his imagination,

This knife is earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, this knife is unstoppable, and this knife is unparalleled in the world.

Then the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was also raised high,

The sword let out a joyful trembling sound, as if it had met a real adversary.

Night

also became muddy under that knife,

The surging sword wantonly tore through the gloomy night, and only that knife was left between heaven and earth.

A line of chopping,

The first line of heaven and earth,

It can also be said that the heaven and earth are cut into a line.

This is the peerless knife skill of Dao Xiangzong, Guo Xiaolu once told Ding Xiaoyi about this move.

This trick is unavoidable,

There is only a frontal resistance, because this move has gone beyond the scope of Cangxuan Realm martial arts.

So far, not a single young disciple of the Dao Xiang Sect has learned this trick.

And this cold young man used the supreme mastery of the sword to the sect.

Ding Xiaoyi has been on the verge of life and death all year round, and he naturally knows the power of this knife.

The cold young man used this domineering sword skill,

Everyone stopped fighting, and there was horror in their eyes.

The look of horror on Xu Kun's face flashed,

He looked at the grim young man holding his long knife high with a somewhat jealous gaze.

And the wolf king and the mage also stopped fighting early, and their figures had retreated dozens of feet away.

The little girl holds five chains in her hands,

The five Tsing Yi envoys were already exhausted by her, gasping for air.

Apparently they had been struck by the little girl's mighty strength.

"Ding Xiaoyi",

The little girl's body withdrew a few feet away,

There was a look of worry in her eyes, and even she felt that this knife was extraordinary.

"Drunk, the sword can kill the immortals",

Ding Xiaoyi knew that he had to use this forbidden technique, because he knew that this knife was not easy to block.

The knife is dazzling,

And the majestic figure began to merge into the billowing sword intent.

The air between heaven and earth shook suddenly, and a breath of despair arose.

A line of chopping, heaven and earth split,

A line of slashing, crying ghosts and gods.

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a look of determination,

He slowly raised his sword.

And at this time,

The cold young man moved, and he held the long knife in both hands and slashed fiercely in the direction of Ding Xiaoyi.

The surging sword turned into a huge and incomparably long knife,

The long knife tore open the space around it with a solemn aura of death.

Space and time crumbled apart inch by inch under the huge and dazzling long knife,

The giant long knife had long since transcended the limitations of time and space.

now

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out a high-pitched sword groan,

His mind was ethereal, and all he had in his eyes was the sword in his hand.