The heart sword is not the same as the flying sword,

The flying sword needs to rely on the support of the divine sense, while the heart sword is the heart to do what it wants, and the heart is the sword.

However, each sword cultivator only has one heart sword,

Only after the sword intent reaches the realm of sword heart without immaculate can you condense your own heart sword.

"The heart sword is not condensed, how can it be a sword cultivation, Ding Xiaoyou, I'm afraid you haven't found your own heart sword yet, right?"

The purple-robed old man said to Ding Xiaoyi again, but he slowly approached Ding Xiaoyi.

"What about ordinary swords, what about heart swords, Senior Xia came to Ding today I'm afraid it's not as simple as discussing the heart sword."

Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile on his face,

At the same time, two small dimples appeared on his cheeks, which stood out under the morning sun.

"You killed the descendants of my Xia family at the ruins of the Qingyang Sect in Weizhou, do you have to settle this account?"

Xia Wuji's face was slightly grim, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I don't know how Senior Xia is going to settle this account with Ding, Xia Dongxing was taken away by the Qingyang Sect monks, even if the junior doesn't kill him, then he is not the original Xia Dongxing."

The smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became more and more intense, and he said to the other party.

"Regardless of whether my grandson is taken away or not, even if he is really taken away, it is up to the people of my Xia family to decide, and you are not qualified to take his life."

Xia Wuji said to Ding Xiaoyi in an extremely domineering manner, with a strong sense of responsibility in his words.

"Xia Dongxing is innocent of death, and he was taken away by others, and he is embarrassed to have the face to live in the world."

Ding Xiaoyi replied to Xia Wuji without fear.

When Xia Wuji heard this, his pupils shrank slightly,

The whole body is even more stirred up with a majestic qi machine,

The qi machine swayed up, and the cultivation of the super-grade free realm was vividly displayed.

"Boy, how can the descendants of my Xia family be killed if you say you can kill them, but the old man doesn't bully the small, you hand over all the opportunities you got in the Qingyang Ruins, and the old man will spare your life, how about it?"

A cold light shot out of Xia Wuji's eyes, and the coercion like a tide surged towards Ding Xiaoyi.

"Xia Wuji, do you want to be ashamed, why should I give you the opportunity I got in the ruins of the Qingyang Sect. You keep saying that you want justice for Xia Dongxing, but he thinks that it is an opportunity to seize me. ”

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he immediately laughed dumbly, and he unceremoniously exposed Xia Wuji's face.

And as soon as Xia Wuji heard Ding Xiaoyi's unscrupulous ridicule, his face couldn't help but turn blue and purple.

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and the pressure of cultivation like a tide rolled around him.

"Woo ......",

The long sword felt the rolling coercion,

Involuntarily stirred up a thousand-layer sword intent, and the sword intent surged away with the rolling coercion.

The incomparably powerful sword intent directly tore apart the coercion that crushed wildly.

And the purple-robed old man's face changed slightly,

He didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi's cultivation strength seemed to be beyond his imagination.

The sword intent stirred and opened, turning into a thousand zhang sword qi,

I saw that the sword aura was dazzling,

The long sword volley pointed at the purple-robed old man, and Sen Ran's sword qi spat wildly. Ding Xiaoyi's mind moved, and the long sword calmed down.

This is the benefit of reaching the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and it is also the benefit of the sword intent reaching the sword heart without being clean.

All he needs is a thought,

The long sword would turn into a streamer of light and shoot towards the purple-robed old man.

The heart is full of swords, the sword heart is fearless, and the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.

Xia Wuji watched the cloth-clothed young man stand in the air, his face couldn't help but change.

Even though he had the cultivation of the Freedom Realm, he felt a trace of a strong crisis.

"Pretending to be a ghost",

In the end, Xia Wuji's face was as gloomy as water, and he sneered at Ding Xiaoyi.

A long knife in his hand suddenly appeared in his hand, and a red light lingered on the long knife.

The long knife was like a blazing one.

Like a hot fireball,

The crimson light burned the sky and the earth.

Xia Wuji raised the long knife in his hand,

His body flickered, and the long knife dragged a series of boiling heat-like blades in the air towards Ding Xiaoyi.

When he waved the knife, the rolling waves swept towards Ding Xiaoyi,

His movements were extremely fast, and his cultivation in the Escape Realm was even more vividly displayed.

But Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly,

Xia Wuji was undoubtedly the first opponent he had encountered since he broke through to the Heavenly Mandate Realm.

And he also wanted to sharpen his cultivation in the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

The long sword let out a high-pitched sword groan,

Ding Xiaoyi reached out with his big hand, and the long sword flying in the air was tightly held by him.

He raised his sword and struck at the purple figure.

The long knife swept in like the scorching sun and swept in layers of heat,

Xia Wuji's body was even more scorching with a python breath, and that breath melted the space around him.

The space around me trembled inexplicably,

A wave of high-temperature qi that made Ding Xiaoyi's soul tremble rushed to his face.

This is one of Xia Wuji's famous combat skills, called Burning Flames.

"Woo ......",

A high-pitched sword groan sounded,

Ding Xiaoyi's body was rolling.

He held the long sword in his hand, stirring up layers of sword qi, and struck towards the light like a red stream.

The sword flashed,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure disappeared into the blazing red stream.

The sword like a torrent of molten iron was torn apart by Ding Xiaoyi's powerful sword qi.

"Whoosh",

Ding Xiaoyi swept in front of Xia Wuji with a long sword in his hand,

And the long sword rolled up a thousand layers of sword qi and rose vertically and horizontally.

Xia Wuji's eyes shrank,

The long knife in his hand slashed, and the surging waves of crimson slammed into the sword.

"Boom ......",

The sound of sword qi and sword agitation resounded through the sky,

The brilliance of the rising sun also dimmed in that moment.

I saw the sword pouring down like red flames,

And the sword turned into a frost-white color and swept up. Ding Xiaoyi held a long sword and passed by the purple-robed old man.

He stabbed the purple-robed old man's vest with a backhand sword,

But the old man in the purple robe has rich combat experience, and he has not turned his head back, and his backhand is a knife.

"Bell ......",

The sound of Jin Ge's symphony resounded in the sky,

The two figures suddenly separated, and Ding Xiaoyi only felt a violent impact pouring towards his wrist.

His body kept retreating in the air,

But Xia Wuji's body shook a few times.

Fierce sword intent poured from the long knife, and his tiger mouth was slightly numb.

Ding Xiaoyi and Xia Wuji had only fought for a few rounds, and he already knew Xia Wuji's true strength.

As soon as his body turned, he shot towards Xia Wuji again with a sword.

"Slash with a scorching fire",

Seeing this, Xia Wuji couldn't help but drink in a deep voice. @·error-free start~~

I saw him holding the long knife high, and the violent qi around him poured up towards the long knife like a tide.

"Hiss ......",

The long knife that lingered red trembled uncontrollably in his hand,

At the same time, there were bursts of sharp and high-pitched knife groans.

And the surrounding space began to tremble, as if the knife was about to destroy this space.

Ding Xiaoyi's face was as calm as water,

The long sword in his hand made a clanging sound, but the sword light that stirred on the long sword became more and more vigorous.

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand sparked out a series of ghostly sword lights, and the sword light stabbed towards Xia Wuji with transcendent and invincible power.

And after seeing Ding Xiaoyi's weird move,

Xia Wuji's face showed disdain.

It's just an ordinary sword move, and he.

's move, the fire slash, but it is no less than the sword move of the immortal technique.

"Click",

The space seemed to be shattered by the powerful power that burst out from the long knife.

And Xia Wuji was still accumulating strength, and the space around him began to show signs of collapse.

Ding Xiaoyi's face was calm and unfazed,

The long sword in his hand let out a whistling sound and stabbed towards Xia Wuji, and the space where the long sword passed was even more cracked open.

"Cut ......",

Xia Wuji snorted,

The long knife in his hand turned into a red mang in the sky, and slashed down fiercely in the direction of Ding Xiaoyi.

I saw that the red mangs in the sky turned into a knife like a torrent of molten iron and shrouded Ding Xiaoyi.

From the red light in the sky, a powerful power emanating the world was emanated.

It was as if the sky had become fragile under that slash, and the space had begun to become cloudy.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up a ghostly glow,

His figure was faster than lightning, and he disappeared into the torrent of swords that swept down the sky. _o_m

The light of the rising sun was eclipsed by that sword.

It's as if there is only that sword left between heaven and earth,

The long knife in Xia Wuji's hand turned into a huge knife shadow, and the knife shadow swept towards Ding Xiaoyi like a sky.