Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's cold words, Xue Ningsheng only felt extremely sad in her heart.

She didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to turn her face when she said it, but there was a crystal light in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Xue, Ding still has two friends in the inn, please ask Senior Sister Xue to take care of it, if something happens to Ding, please ask Senior Sister Xue to escort them back to the imperial capital."

Ding Xiaoyi secretly transmitted the message to Xue Ningsheng, but Xue Ningshang was stunned.

"You've been defeated by me, and you can go back."

Ding Xiaoyi's indifferent face was undisguised, and he said to Xue Ningtang again.

And Xue Ningsheng was stunned for a moment, and she already understood Ding Xiaoyi's good intentions.

He didn't want himself to get involved in the feud between him and the Sword Pavilion again.

"Okay, I promise you",

Xue Ningsheng felt a burst of joy in her heart,

It turns out that Ding Xiaoyi is thinking about himself, but it's really fun.

It's just too bitter for this cloth-clothed boy,

In fact, with her identity, the Sword Pavilion would not trouble Ding Xiaoyi.

"Hmph, I won't mix things between you."

Xue Ningsheng was a daughter, and she screamed at Ding Xiaoyi.

Then his body turned into a streamer of light and shot away.

Ding Xiaoyi breathed a long sigh of relief,

Xue Ningshang already has a chivalrous heart, and he can only make this decision.

He just didn't want Xue Ningshang to be implicated because of the grudge between him and the Sword Pavilion.

"Your name is Ding Xiaoyi, do you think that if you defeat Senior Sister Xue, you think you are the best in the world of swordsmanship?"

Zhan Yuanxiu looked at Xue Ningsheng's departing back with deep meaning.

Then with a wave of the heavy long sword in his hand, he said coldly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I don't dare to call the number one in the world of swordsmanship, but it's more than enough to deal with a few of you Sword Pavilion waste materials."

Ding Xiaoyi said fearlessly.

The three Sword Pavilion disciples plus Bai Shaoheng are just enough to see Zhan Yuan Xiu's cultivation.

He knew that Zhan Yuanxiu's sword intent had also reached the realm of sword intent without immaculateness.

It's just that compared to his killing sword intent, it is still a little less domineering.

These Sword Pavilion disciples have their nostrils facing the sky one by one, naturally they don't know the truth that there are heavens and people outside the sky.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't bother to debate with them, he just told the truth.

"Senior Brother Zhan, this kid is so arrogant, I'll meet him for a while."

A handsome and extraordinary Sword Pavilion disciple said to Zhan Yuan Xiu.

And Zhan Yuanxiu nodded slightly, acquiescing to his junior brother's approach.

"Remember, I am Lin Fei, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and a sword alone shines on the country is my poem."

The disciple of the Sword Pavilion said to Ding Xiaoyi arrogantly, but Ding Xiaoyi didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Boy, I'll let you see my Sword Pavilion sword moves today."

The Sword Pavilion disciple Lin Fei shouted loudly, and then Lin Fei stirred up the fierce sword intent around him.

"Choking",

A chill surged up.

The long sword in Lin Fei's hand suddenly came out of its sheath,

With a wave of his long sword, his body shot towards Ding Xiaoyi like lightning.

Sen Leng's sword qi poured out on the long sword.

I saw that the sword qi was all over the world and lost its color,

Lin Fei is good at fast swords, and his figure is also extremely fast.

A dazzling sword shadow rose one after another, enveloping Ding Xiaoyi.

Every sword shadow was condensed with a cold sword aura, and every sword aura had the power to tear through the sky.

The sword qi burst out, and Lin Fei's figure had disappeared.

A giant sword suddenly appeared, it was the wheel of life sacrificed by Lin Fei.

The giant sword turned sharply, like a streamer, and slashed towards Ding Xiaoyi with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

And the real long sword has turned into a cloud of sword light.

"What a quick swordsmanship",

Ding Xiaoyi felt a series of sharp sword qi tearing through the sky.

The sword shadow seemed to have transcended the time limit, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

The cold light is overflowing, and the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.

In front of him was the dazzling sword light that stabbed fiercely,

And above his head, a giant sword with supreme power slashed down.

Lin Fei's movements are also extremely fast, but the name of a sword alone is not in vain.

But all this is extremely slow for Ding Xiaoyi.

A pair of giant eyes appeared in his eyes, and he saw the virtual and real sword light figure in detail and real.

Lin Fei's swordsmanship is known for being fast, and his martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable.

That sword light had already reached a distance of three inches in front of Ding Xiaoyi's body.

And the phantom of the giant sword above his head also fell three feet above his head.

Lin Fei took out his sword and stabbed the sword, and it was completed in that instant.

Everyone only felt that the sword light flashed in their eyes, and the long sword was already approaching Ding Xiaoyi.

The sword style is like thunder, faster than lightning,

The sword light turned into a shocking momentum, and it was completed.

And Lin Fei's sword moves looked like a three-year-old child in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes.

He poked out his fingers slightly, and the long sword in his left hand shook its fingers into the air.

"Woo ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's fingers lingered with a brilliant sword aura.

Those two fingers turned into a sharp and unparalleled sword shadow, and disappeared into the dazzling sword light.

Ding Xiaoyi turned his sword into two fingers, and shuttled through the dazzling sword shadow like a broken bamboo.

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow suddenly disappeared,

I saw Ding Xiaoyi's breezy posture and poked out his fingers to clamp the trembling long sword.

But Lin Fei's face changed,

He didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to find his flaws in an instant.

Because he pays attention to fast attack and ignores the defense of the sword body.

With the force of two fingers, the long sword was as steady as a rock.

Ding Xiaoyi stood in the void with his hair flying wildly, but the Sword Pavilion disciple's face was extremely ugly.

"Boom ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's left hand sword raised,

The surging sword qi slammed into the giant sword that had fallen in the air.

An earth-shattering bang exploded,

The furious gas machine sputtered up wantonly.

The sword qi that lingered on the giant sword became disordered, and the giant sword also became extremely dim.

"You ......",

Lin Fei's throat was dry,

He uttered only one word, but he could no longer speak.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi stretching out his fingers, Lin Fei's face turned red like pig's liver.

"That's ...... this",

Ding Xiaoyi said disdainfully,

And Lin Fei's face was even hotter, he put away his sword stupidly, and then retreated to Zhan Yuanxiu's side.

Ding Xiaoyi cracked Lin Fei's thunderous sword style with one move.

And his demeanor is incomparably free, and his bearing is even more arrogant.

This made everyone's faces turn blue with anger,

Ding Xiaoyi undoubtedly made no secret of his contempt, which made this group of Sword Pavilion disciples ashamed.

"Let me do it"

The calm and elegant figure on the side wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Zhan Wuxiu.

Yun Lichuan looked at Zhan Yuanxiu puzzled.

"You are no match for him",

Zhan Yuanxiu's face was not very good, and he explained to Yun Lichuan.

Zhan Yuanxiu slowly untied the thick and heavy iron sword behind him.

"Sword Pavilion True Disciple Zhan Yuan Xiu, please give me advice."

Zhan Yuanxiu held the sword in both hands, and his body was even more agitated with strong sword intent.

The sword intent around him is like the thick earth of Shen Xiong, which makes people have an illusion of being shaken.

However, the sword intent condensed around Zhan Yuanxiu's body was tinged with a faint golden color.

Because of the earth element swordsmanship he majored in,

The thick earth element can be attacked and defended, and it can also be said to be both offensive and defensive.

"Finally, there is a role that can be seen",

Ding Xiaoyi saw Zhan Yuanxiu stirring up his sword intent, and there was also a hint of interest in his eyes.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion are really masters, and the sword cultivation techniques are also endless.

Xue Ningsheng's cultivation is the swordsmanship of the frost element,

At this time, what this Zhan Yuan Cultivation had performed was the technique of the thick earth element.

The sword intent is majestic like the momentum of the yellow sand,

Zhan Yuan Xiu's sword intent was not as sharp and invincible as the sword intent released by ordinary sword cultivation, nor was it like the cold and piercing sword qi condensed by ordinary sword cultivation.

A faint golden light lingered on the thick iron sword, which was the aura light of the earth element.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the majestic figure, his eyes condensed slightly.

"The mountains and rivers run through the river without vanity, and the iron sword sings a long song, this is my poem, I hope you can remember it",

Zhan Yuanxiu's face was pale, and then he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"What an iron sword sings a long song",

Ding Xiaoyi raised his long sword, and then said with a solemn face.

And the long sword in his hand let out a trembling roar, and a strong battle intent spontaneously emerged.

"Breaking the ground through the sky",

Zhan Yuanxiu drank in a condensed voice,

I saw that the heavy iron sword in his hand stirred up a sword qi like a storm of yellow sand, enveloping Ding Xiaoyi.

"Zheng ......",

Ding Xiaoyi in order to express his respect for Zhan Yuanxiu.

He bent his finger and flicked it on the sword, and a high-pitched sword chant resounded through the sky.