Ding Xiaoyi's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect that the middle-aged elder actually left a sword aura in this dead tree.

He didn't actually leave, but just held back his breath and quietly hid it next to the dead tree.

He thought he had done a perfect job, but he was still discovered by the older middle-aged elder.

"You want to do this trick again, but your trick doesn't work."

The corners of the middle-aged elder's mouth lifted, and then he said to Ding Xiaoyi with a playful smile.

The other middle-aged elder raised his long sword in his hand and looked at Ding Xiaoyi vigilantly.

The two figures sealed all of Ding Xiaoyi's retreats with the momentum of horns.

"How do you know I didn't mean to." Ding Xiaoyi smiled lightly, and he said lightly to the two Sword Pavilion elders.

As soon as they heard Ding Xiaoyi's unscrupulous words, the faces of the two middle-aged elders couldn't help but change.

The evil dagger in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flashed with a terrifying light.

"Do you think you'll be fine after you resist that sword?" The corners of the elder elder's mouth curled even more,

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi and showed a meaningful smile.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart tightened, and he felt a sword qi surging in his chest like a raging storm.

It made his chest churn with blood, and his face couldn't help but sink.

This sword aura condenses the supreme power of destruction,

This power of destruction did not come from the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion, but from an ancient inheritance.

He looked at the two middle-aged elders of the Sword Pavilion, and the Yin and Yang reincarnation eyes in the sea of consciousness stirred up a mysterious light, moistening his body like spring rain.

And his legs and arms were also surging out with roaring power, and that power swept towards the sword qi that remained in his chest.

After counting the breath,

The sword qi that remained in his chest weakened, and Ding Xiaoyi's pale face improved a little.

"It's just Er'er", Ding Xiaoyi showed a playful smile on his face,

He also had a new understanding of these two middle-aged elders of the Sword Pavilion.

It is a sword of destruction, a lineage from ancient times.

This destruction of the sword is listed as a forbidden style,

Because the power of this sword is too great, although it can kill the enemy, it is also too much to eat yourself.

Minor injuries can range from serious injuries to death.

The older Sword Pavilion Elder's eyes raised slightly, and he naturally felt that the aura around Ding Xiaoyi's body had stabilized.

It's just that his face didn't change at all, he wasn't shocked,

It was as if all this was just a trivial thing for him.

"I'm curious about what kind of role you play in the Sword Pavilion, and with the reputation of the Sword Pavilion all over the world, the Sword Pavilion should not have a role like yours. But then again, the Sword Pavilion is also a complex sect, and the system is huge, so naturally there are people to deal with some things that are not visible, and you are the high-level of the Sword Pavilion secretly cultivating and dealing with those elders who are not visible."

Ding Xiaoyi found that the costumes of these three middle-aged elders were not the same as those of other elders.

Moreover, the cultivation of these three elders is even stronger.

How could an ordinary elder have such a powerful sword intent,

Their sword intent had at least reached the realm of sword intent immaculate, the same as his sword intent realm.

However, how could the sword intent realm of the sword heart be so easy to achieve, it must have cost a lot of cultivation resources.

And these three middle-aged elders still had a strong bloody aura around them.

Although Jian Xiu is decisive in killing, he is not ruthless and thirsty for killing.

The aura of blood condensed on their bodies was a little deeper than that of the generals in those battlefields.

The Sword Pavilion is just a cultivation sect, and the Dayong Dynasty is a stable regime.

Although the Sword Pavilion is located in the imperial capital of Yongning, the Sword Pavilion is beyond the imperial power

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Unless Dayong is on the brink of precariousness, the Sword Pavilion is obliged to assist Dayong.

The only explanation for the bloody aura of the Sword Pavilion elders was that they were a special existence of the Sword Pavilion.

This special existence is naturally not under the direct jurisdiction of the Seven Sword Peaks of the Sword Pavilion, but by the upper echelons of the Sword Pavilion.

Ding Xiaoyi knows that each sect will also have some shady things.

And this group of practitioners deals with these shady things. He didn't expect that it was actually the special elder of the Sword Pavilion who came to chase him in the Sword Cave.

"Your opinion is very good, although you guessed correctly, but you still have to die."

The older middle-aged elder said to Ding Jian Xiaoyi.

The two Sword Pavilion elders stood on both sides of Ding Xiaoyi, blocking all of Ding Xiaoyi's retreats with the momentum of their horns, leaving Ding Xiaoyi with nowhere to escape.

The sword intent surged up like a monstrous wave, and the long swords in the hands of the two Sword Pavilion elders echoed each other from afar, and the sword qi crisscrossed and staggered.

The long sword in their hands had already locked Ding Xiaoyi's figure,

As long as Ding Xiaoyi makes the slightest move, he will definitely usher in a stormy attack.

Ding Xiaoyi had already seen the power of the swords of these two middle-aged elders,

He didn't move. This is an ancient forbidden style, also known as the Broken Sword Style.

A sword not only breaks the enemy, but also breaks itself.

And there is no room for the power of this sword, and there is no defense after this sword is used.

The broken sword style is to cut off all the back roads of oneself, and there is no turning back or retreating.

Although Ding Xiaoyi was not afraid of these two Sword Pavilion elders, the power of this broken sword style made him jealous.

This is a sword style that transforms all of its essence and blood into a powerful sword.

And once this sword style is used, there is no turning back, either the enemy dies or he dies.

Ding Xiaoyi put away the dagger in his hand, and he slowly untied the long sword behind him.

It's not terrible to encounter a strong enemy, but it's a madman to meet a strong enemy, which makes Ding Xiaoyi a little jealous.

Doing this kind of shady thing is often done by some dead soldiers, and the result is that they are killed by the enemy, or they go crazy and are suppressed by the strong men of the Sword Pavilion.

No wonder there is a sword mound in the Sword Pavilion, Ding Xiaoyi thinks that the sword mound is just the place where those swords are returned after the sword cultivation dies after spilling blood for the Sword Pavilion.

But he was wrong,

Most of the sword mounds are the place where the swords in the hands of this group of dead soldiers return, and the swords in the hands of this group of dead soldiers don't know how much blood they are stained with.

Only the Sword Shrine is where they belong, and the sword abandoned in the Sword Shrine is full of resentment, and at the same time, it is also bloodthirsty and impermanent, and it happens to be swallowed by the Sword Pavilion Holy Sword.

"Finally, I can ask who ordered you to kill me, so that I can die clearly."

Ding Xiaoyi's bright eyes lifted, and then asked the older middle-aged elder.

The two middle-aged elders were silent, seemingly unmoved.

Only the rising sword intent surged wildly, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the ginseng wood made a rattling sound.

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword intent around him roared away,

It is also a sword intent realm with an unsullied sword intent, and neither side can take advantage of the sword intent.

Ding Xiaoyi knew this very well, so he could only pour the laws of heaven and earth in his life into the long sword in his hand.

This originally dark jungle is inexplicably dark again,

The wind rose, and the branches swayed.

Ding Xiaoyi took the lead in rushing towards the older middle-aged elder.

The elder middle-aged elder had already laid a sword aura in the dead wood, and this was the flaw of the elder middle-aged elder.

"Hiss......",

The long sword broke through the air, and Ding Xiaoyi's figure turned into a shock and shot towards the elderly middle-aged elder.

The old middle-aged elder moved,

I saw a hideous gaze in his eyes, and the killing intent around him surged like a tide. The long sword in his hand slashed towards Ding Xiaoyi like thunder.

now

Another middle-aged elder also moved,

The sword intent around him rose wildly, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a dazzling sword light, which shot towards Ding Xiaoyi like a bolt of lightning.

Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt two sword rays condensed with the aura of death lock on him.

"Woo ......",

The two long swords pierced the sky, and the sword qi tore the sky open, and instantly appeared within the range of Ding Xiao's three feet.

Those two powerful sword qi seemed to be about to penetrate Ding Xiaoyi, making Ding Xiaoyi's face change.

A white light flashed on his left hand, but it was the Xuantian Seal.

The thunderous power of the long sword in his right hand slashed down towards the long sword in front of him,

"Boom", only

Seeing the sword qi burst open,

A strong wind stirred up, and a powerful shockwave swept forward.

The towering ancient trees around them were all shattered by this violent shockwave.

The towering ancient tree instantly turned into nothingness under this shockwave, and the power of this sword was so powerful that it made people's hearts palpitate.

"Bell ......",

The middle-aged elder behind Ding Xiaoyi saw a flash of white light, and saw a war mark flying out of Ding Xiaoyi's left hand.

The war mark swirled, white light flickering from it.

His hand and his long sword also slashed hard against the white light and flickering battle seal, making a sharp crisp sound......