A spirit array was arranged in the broken temple, but the spirit array trapped the princess of the demon kingdom,

Ding Xiaoyi failed to cross the spirit array to save the princess of the demon country,

But the little girl entered the ruined temple smoothly as if she had passed through a no-man's land.

The faces of the people in the Storm Pavilion changed greatly,

No one thought that the little girl would ignore the resistance of the spirit array and go straight into the ruined temple.

Even Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that the little girl would easily cross the spirit array in the broken temple and enter the broken temple.

"Since you don't want to go, stay here!"

Xu Kun took a deep breath, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi with a grim face.

"You guys can't trap me yet, so call all of you out."

Ding Xiaoyi said coldly to Xu Kun.

At the moment, there are only six people in the Wind Wave Pavilion, and there is also a mage from the Northern Demon Kingdom.

The five Tsing Yi envoys with iron chains had been beaten by the little girl and had no power to fight back.

The mage of the Northern Demon Kingdom was caught by the Wolf King again, and Ding Xiaoyi had already gained the upper hand.

"Are you sure you want to save the princess of the demon kingdom?"

Xu Kun asked Ding Xiaoyi in a condensed voice.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded.

"Do you know the fate of going against the Wind Wave Pavilion, thinking that you have made meritorious contributions to fighting the enemy in Liangzhou, the Wind Wave Pavilion doesn't want to embarrass you, but if you go against the Wind Wave Pavilion again and again, then you can't be kept",

Xu Kun's face became extremely gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

"Boom",

As soon as Xu Kun's words fell, three figures shot out from the shadows.

But it was three burly men in sackcloth with no expression on their faces.

The three burly men stared blankly, but there was a furious energy around them.

It was terrifying.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes froze,

He didn't feel any breath of life in the bodies of the three sackclothed men.

The three sackcloth men were like three puppets.

Their eyes are glazed and their faces are pale,

Their movements are a bit clumsy, but their speed is extremely agile.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank slightly,

In addition to the net of arresting key criminals,

There is also a puppet technique made from the refining, which is called Shenwu Strong Soldiers.

Shenwu strong soldiers, a group of three puppets.

Its strength can reach that of the Nine Rank Grand Master.

And they themselves are dead people, so they are naturally not afraid of life and death, and do not know pain.

Moreover, the flesh of the Divine Warrior Soldier has also been soaked in a special potion.

Their flesh has already reached the strength of invulnerability.

It can be said that there is a fight with the body of King Kong of Xihao Tianlong Temple,

Although it is a dead thing, its strength is extremely strong.

The three Shenwu strong soldiers slowly walked towards Ding Xiaoyi,

They were pale and gloomy.

Every Divine Warrior is as strong as a mountain.

"Boy, run away, you can't beat it",

The frightened voice of the wolf king came to my head.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand let out a trembling sound.

The strength of these three divine warriors is a little stronger than that of Nangong Yi.

And it is impossible for him to repel these three divine warriors.

At last

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with a touch of fortitude,

He had to save the princess of the Demon Kingdom, and he raised the sword in his hand.

The sword on the long sword is not stopped,

The brilliant sword light was particularly eye-catching and dazzling under the night, and he had no way out.

Because the three Shenwu strong soldiers had already stood in three positions beside him, sealing his retreat.

Ding Xiaoyi sighed in his heart, Fengbo Pavilion even sent strong soldiers with divine martial arts, this time the picture is not small.

Faintly,

He also felt that there were stronger masters in the shadows,

It's just that these masters didn't show up.

Through the faint aura fluctuations, Ding Xiaoyi knew that those masters hidden in the shadows should not be coming at him.

"Whew",

A Shenwu strong soldier raised his fist and smashed it towards Ding Xiaoyi,

His attacks are straightforward and simple, without any bells and whistles.

And the Shenwu strong soldier on the left side of his body stretched out his arms and pounced on him,

The powerful soldier behind him remained motionless, as if waiting for an opportunity.

The powerful soldier in front of him punched,

Then layers of wave-like energy poured into Ding Xiaoyi's chest.

The power of that punch can crack the mountain.

Such a strong punch, one punch is enough to shock Ding Xiaoyi to death.

And the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand condensed the sword qi and slashed down towards that punch,

The sword glittered above the long sword.

"Boom",

The long sword and the iron fist of the divine warrior struck together, making an earth-shattering noise.

Ding Xiaoyi only felt a violent counterattack pouring from the long sword.

It made his body shake a few times, and then he unloaded the violent energy.

At the same time, the arms of the Divine Warrior on the left were already close to his left shoulder.

Ding Xiaoyi had already felt the eerie snort of the divine warrior really rushing towards the tip of his nose,

It was a foul-smelling dead smell.

His body receded slightly, and he rotated with his left foot as the center of the circle.

He kicked his right foot out with a quick kick.

The right foot kicked the chest of the powerful soldier like a whip shadow,

After only hearing a few dull "bangs".

Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his right foot was kicked on a red-hot iron plate,

The chest of the powerful soldier was like a red-hot iron plate.

He hurriedly retracted his feet, and his body turned into several afterimages,

Passing by the mighty soldier.

As his body disappeared in place, a tearing sound exploded.

The powerful Shenwu soldier who raised his fist punched Ding Xiaoyi's original position fiercely,

The punch exploded the air around it.

The surging energy turned into a flood of arrows, shooting out in all directions.

The aftermath was like a wave, and the space shook inexplicably several times.

Ding Xiaoyi's back was swept by the aftermath of this powerful punch,

He only felt a hot sensation in his back.

That punch was too strong, and he didn't dare to resist it.

I don't have time to think about it,

A black shadow dragged countless afterimages in the air towards him, and Ding Xiaoyi only felt that there were burly afterimages all around.

It turned out that the motionless Shenwu strong soldier made a move,

Moreover, the speed of this divine martial strong soldier was extremely fast, and Ding Xiaoyi only felt a black shadow in front of him.

He hadn't seen how the Divine Warrior had made a move.

A strong crisis surged into his heart, and his body rolled to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Bursting energy burst above his head,

The exploding energy tore apart the night.

The furious energy permeated the air, and the surroundings were like bombs exploding.

Ding Xiaoyi's body rolled on the ground, and he felt a strong wind blowing over his head.

When the explosion of air is gone,

Ding Xiaoyi's body turned into a goshawk and swept up.

As soon as his figure swept up, an iron fist slammed into his back.

Another Shenwu strong soldier jumped high,

I saw him kick out a few times quickly, and the heavy foot shadows shrouded Ding Xiaoyi like whip shadows.

And there was also a strong soldier who raised his head and looked coldly at Ding Xiaoyi, who was swept up,

A cruel smile appeared on his lips.

Dead people still laugh,

Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his scalp was numb.

A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the back of the back, these three divine warriors were really terrifying.

However, he had time to think about it,

The powerful soldier in front of him hit him with a volley, and he felt an inexplicable tremor in the space.

The space between him and the Divine Warrior distorted,

The punch came from the distorted space like a bamboo.

The great iron fist carried the power that made his heart palpitate,

In a hurry,

The long sword in his hand let out a high-pitched sword groan,

"Drunk, the sword can kill the immortals",

Ding Xiaoyi snorted coldly,

He had already prepared a purple rune paper in his left hand, and he pressed the purple rune paper towards the sword.

"Whew",

The heavy shadow of the legs above the head shrouded down like a whip shadow,

Ding Xiaoyi stabbed towards the huge iron fist with a sword.

"Wow",

The sword trembled,

The surging purple sword tore the night apart,

Ding Xiaoyi slammed his sword into the huge iron fist.

And the shadow of the legs shrouded in the sky also shattered the space around him,

In an instant, he arrived at Ding Xiaoyi's original location.

A long sword like dark water suddenly appeared from the vanishing space,

Ding Xiaoyi's body flashed out of the night, and the corners of his mouth had already overflowed with a trace of red blood.