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Under the endless night,

Ripples spread out in all directions,

A splashing sound spread.

The collapsed space began to become nothing,

The void drowned out the moonlit sword and the purple sword.

Time also froze in that moment,

It seems that a thousand years have passed, and it seems that only a few breaths have passed.

"Click",

There was a sound like glass cracking in the crumbling space.

then

Two figures emerged from the rippled water.

I saw that the purple light was emitted by a man's head,

The crown on his head was gone, and his face was pale.

A cloth-clothed figure stood in the air with a long sword in hand.

He looked coldly at the purple light emitted by the cloak, and the fierce light in his eyes flickered incessantly.

The Venerable Purple Light shook hands with his right hand and trembled,

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi, his face was extremely ugly.

He couldn't believe that Ding Xiaoyi's powerful sword didn't just block his sword,

Moreover, the residual sword qi also shattered the Dao crown on his head.

The purple bloody light above the Purple Blood Madness Knife was incomparably dim.

The aura around Venerable Ziguang was extremely disordered, but Ding Xiaoyi was also depressed.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to use the forbidden technique, but your forbidden technique is useless to this seat, and the next thing is your death."

The Venerable Purple Light looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and he said fiercely.

He thought that Ding Xiaoyi was just an ant under the super grade,

But he didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to crack his sword style with a sword, and the residual strength shattered his Dao crown.

How does this make him not angry,

Although the aura around him was disordered, the aura around him did not seem to have reached the point of malaise.

I saw that the aura around the Venerable Purple Light began to condense,

The purple blood mad knife in his hand also began to glow with layers of dazzling light, and the light became more and more vigorous.

But Ding Xiaoyi still maintained that shallow smile on his face.

It was as beautiful as the moonlight in the dark night.

"Killing you, a sword is enough."

Ding Xiaoyi used the forbidden technique of 'drunk, sword slashing gods',

didn't pour all the sword intent and true yuan in his body into the long sword,

His vitality was not absorbed by the forbidden art.

"Hahahaha",

It was as if the Venerable Purple Light had heard the funniest joke in his life.

He threw his head up and laughed, and the momentum around him grew stronger.

The purple-blooded mad knife in his hand seemed to come back to life,

The ruthless expression on his face was undisguised, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Hum",

The sword light in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flickered,

He calmly looked at the other party's purple light master, and the glow in his left pupil couldn't help but flicker.

"Have you ever heard of a sword technique that I alone within ten steps?"

Ding Xiaoyi and the Venerable Purple Light stood in the air at this time, and the distance between them was exactly ten steps.

"What kind of bullshit swordsmanship, I don't believe that you can kill a super ant under this seat."

The Venerable Purple Light said fiercely without disapproval.

"Death is on the verge of death, and you are still so crazy, I will let you die convincingly today."

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and said, and he didn't even sacrifice all his hole cards.

Including those two forbidden sword styles, as well as the sword array he comprehended, he didn't use them.

He felt that this Venerable Purple Light should die on top of his other sword technique.

"Boy, what are you going to fight with this seat, the true yuan in your body has dried up at this time, and this seat has only lost a part, without the true yuan, you are not even qualified to stand in front of this seat."

The Venerable Purple Light couldn't stop sneering, he was naturally trying to stall for time.

The longer it drags on, the better it will be for him.

And the aura around Ding Xiaoyi's body has already withered, and he has the upper hand for him.

"Alas, it's really a dead duck with a hard mouth."

Ding Xiaoyi just shook his head slightly, and then he moved, only to see the sword light in his hand flashing.

The Venerable Master of Purple Light saw that Ding Xiaoyi moved,

A smile on his face was a sign of triumphant tribulation.

The purple blood mad knife in his hand was raised, and the purple light knife slashed down towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The Venerable Purple Light shrouded Ding Xiaoyi in all his cultivation domains.

And the coercion like an invisible mountain also ran away like a tide.

But Ding Xiaoyi's figure is fleeting,

Along with the long sword in his hand, the sword was also fleeting.

He flashed like a bamboo, from the realm that the Venerable Purple Light had released.

The Venerable Master of Purple Light only felt a wisp of breeze blowing on his face,

He didn't pay attention to the breeze blowing in his face, and then the movement in his hand was frozen in mid-air.

Ding Xiaoyi has already staggered with the Venerable Ziguang,

The long sword in his hand was covered with a layer of red blood,

Blood fell to the ground like a bright red pink.

And at this time,

Ding Xiaoyi's body trembled,

There was no longer the True Yuan in his body to support him standing in the air, and his body fell to the ground in a hurry.

The Venerable Purple Light opened his mouth,

He wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say a word.

then

He felt his body no longer feel his own as his head rose to the sky.

After Ding Xiaoyi's body fell to the ground,

A chill burst out again.

But it was the long sword that shot towards the head of the purple light master who rose into the sky with a whistling sound.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this",

From the purple light master's skull emerged his primordial spirit.

The Yuan Shen showed a frightened expression, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi with a roar.

"Poof",

The Venerable Purple Light had just finished asking,

A sword light burst out, passing through the primordial god, and the voice of the purple light master stopped abruptly.

"Bang",

The body of the man in the purple light fell from the sky,

It slammed into the ground.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure flickered, and he appeared next to the headless corpse of the Venerable Purple Light.

I saw him copy it with his big hand,

A Qiankun bag appeared in his hand.

"This is called ten steps and one kill, and there is only one sword within ten steps," Ding Xiaoyi said to himself quietly.

He grabbed the bag and left the courtyard without looking back.

Wei Wangfu,

Inside a secluded house,

I saw a nervous expression on King Wei's face.

In front of King Wei there are several soul cards,

These are all specially made soul cards that use forbidden techniques to extract a trace of the soul power of the Wei Palace.

Several silver-haired old men were also in the house,

There was also a hint of nervousness on their faces, and their eyes kept falling on a soul card.

"Lord Wang, the Venerable Purple Light is a super-grade overhaul, that kid is just a ninth-grade grand master, you don't have to worry too much."

A silver-haired old man comforted King Wei.

"This king knows that he naturally knows that the Venerable Purple Light is a major repair of the super realm, but that kid is not simple, you may not have the information of that kid, but that kid gives people an extremely strange feeling."

A wry smile appeared on King Wei's face, and he explained to the silver-haired old man.

"Lord Wang, it's just a kid of a nine-rank grand master, so why worry about it."

A gaunt silver-haired old man had a look of contempt in his eyes, and he said to King Wei.

"Smack",

Just when the king of Wei was about to answer,

I saw that one of the many soul cards suddenly exploded,

The soul power on the soul card is also dissipated between heaven and earth.

"How is that possible?"

The other silver-haired old men saw this scene,

There was an expression of disbelief on their faces, and the soul card that exploded was the soul card of the Venerable Purple Light.

"Alas, this king has lost another beloved general."

King Wei's face showed a look of grief, but there was a hint of joy hidden in his eyes.

"Lord Wang, let me go, I will bring back the head of that kid to the prince."

A silver-haired old man clenched his fists and said to King Wei,

And the other royal palaces were also eager to try, and they asked the king of Wei for his life.

"Forget it, you can't be exposed for the time being, the Storm Pavilion has been investigating King Chaben more tightly recently, let's talk about it after a while",

King Wei waved his hand, and then he put his hands behind his back and left the hidden house.

Ding Xiaoyi returned to Tianxian Tower,

And there was a figure standing at the door of the fairy tower that day,

It was Mrs. Qingya.

She saw Ding Xiaoyi coming slowly, but there was a complicated expression on her face.

"Why, seeing that I wasn't killed, I disappointed you."

Ding Xiaoyi looked coldly at the charming palace skirt beauty, and he said jokingly.