The four sword slaves raised the long swords in their hands and stabbed towards Ding Xiaoyi with the aura of death. They had already sacrificed their life wheels, all of which were giant swords glowing with cold light.

With the blessing of the Wheel of Life, their attack power became violent. The sword qi stabbed towards Ding Xiaoyi like a terrifying momentum, and each long sword exuded a terrifying cold glow.

The edge reappeared, and the endless sword intent was overwhelming. The sword intent realm of every sword slave has reached the realm of sword insulation.

The foot-moving pitchers showed the demeanor of a strong man, and they cooperated seamlessly, instantly sealing the surrounding space, making Ding Xiaoyi inescapable of escaping and even more unavoidable.

As soon as the desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was raised, the desolate aura stirred. He coldly watched as the four long swords locked the space around him, and he took a deep breath.

The barren sword stabbed flatly,

"Drunk, the sword qi is like frost", Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and the desolate sword in his hand was like a stroke of genius towards a stabbing long sword.

"Hiss......", a sharp and piercing sword roar sounded. The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed at a long sword in front of him, and the desolate sword qi that surged up surged up like a surging wave.

As soon as his body turned, the desolate sword in his hand turned into a red light and slashed towards another long sword.

"Zheng ......", the two swords struck each other and sent out a crisp sword groan, and the crisp sword chant lasted for a long time. A sword slave slammed into his body, and a furious impact poured from his wrist.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure turned again, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, the wonderful seven-star footwork under his feet turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the other sword slave beside him.

The sword light was like flashing, the sword qi was like frost, and the sword qi crisscrossed one after another, and a sword slave repelled with a sword.

One of the sword slaves was entangled in that dazzling sword aura, and the long swords in the hands of the other two sword slaves had already arrived. Ding Xiaoyi's feet slipped and slipped past a sword slave, and he raised his sword with his backhand and slashed hard.

The furious sword made a sharp and piercing whistling sound,

"Bell", a golden song sounded, and the sword slave's body shook several times. Ding Xiaoyi took advantage of the momentum and swept his body, and the desolate sword in his hand rolled up an endless barren aura and swept towards the last sword slave.

"Zheng ......", a high-pitched sword groan sounded, and the long sword in the sword slave's hand stirred up a dazzling sword light.

The giant sword phantom was even more eager to pierce the sky, stirring up a sword light that covered the sky and the sun. Ding Xiaoyi's figure fell, and the desolate sword in his hand slashed towards the stabbing long sword.

With a "bang", the long sword in the hand of the last sword slave was picked up by him. The other three sword slaves had unchanged faces.

As soon as the long swords in their hands were raised, the aura around them rose again. There was a strong killing intent in their eyes, and that killing intent turned into a substantial sword qi and shot towards Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi stepped on the seven-star footwork and walked among the four sword slaves. The majestic coercion shrouded down, and the four sword slaves cooperated seamlessly.

The criss-crossing sword qi blocked all sides. The barren sword qi roared again, and Ding Xiaoyi's long sword in his hand turned around and disappeared into the encirclement of the four sword slaves.

I saw that the sword light was like flashing, the sword qi was like frost, and the barren sword qi stirred up by the ancient sword was even more majestic and majestic. The four sword slaves kept wandering, invisibly forming a sword formation.

Sen Ran's sword qi condensed with a deadly light and fell towards Ding Xiaoyi's body. Ding Xiaoyi couldn't stop turning his body, and the barren sword qi couldn't help resisting the deadly sword qi of Dao Senran.

"Hiss ......", the sound of space cutting is endless. The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand rose again, and he did not excite the true power of the desolate sword.

Everywhere the barren sword qi passed, it turned into a barren land. The sword power of the ancient sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand also made the four sword slaves jealous.

"Boom ......", a sword light swept over Ding Xiaoyi's head, the wind was cold and the skin was cut, Ding Xiaoyi lowered his head slightly, and a lock of green silk fluttered up and fell slowly.

Ding Xiaoyi's body turned, and he slammed into a sword slave like a moth to a flame. At the same time, the power of the law in his sea roared like a volcanic eruption.

"Drunk, the sword qi is unparalleled", Ding Xiaoyi snorted, and his body swayed towards a sword slave.

And the sword slave's eyes flickered with coldness. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a cruel smile.

"Huh, ......", as if a gust of wind was blowing, the long sword in his hand stirred up a sword qi with the power of the law of wind.

The sword qi turned into a violent wind and suddenly surged towards Ding Xiaoyi. The other three sword slaves used their most powerful sword moves respectively.

Their faces were as gloomy as the night, and the long swords in their hands attacked Ding Xiaoyi severely. Ding Xiaoyi's body shook, and the desolate sword in his hand pointed directly at the sword slave, and the desolate sword was like a broken bamboo, tearing apart the sword qi like a storm.

There was a "hiss", like the sound of paper paste tearing. Ding Xiaoyi's feet slipped, and the barren sword qi in his hand rolled up and crashed towards the sword slave.

The powerful desolate sword qi tore apart the opponent's wind-like sword intent, and the desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand condensed.

At this time, the other three swords rushed forward with the supreme law sword intent, respectively locking the three key points around Ding Xiaoyi's body.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know it, and a sword in his hand stabbed at the sword slave. The sword intent like a sudden wind was torn apart by Ding Xiaoyi's sword, and Ding Xiaoyi's speed rose suddenly.

With a "poof", the sword slave's eyes showed a look of horror. He clearly saw that the long sword in his hand stabbed into Ding Xiaoyi's body.

But he didn't see any blood splattering out of Ding Xiaoyi's wound, but there was a sharp pain in his chest.

"Your sword intent is too weak", Ding Xiaoyi Senran's voice sounded in the ears of the sword slave. Then the sword slave saw a brilliant sword light expanding in his sight.

This sword light was like the sunset around the dusk and sunset, brilliant and bloodthirsty. The sword slave was in a trance for a moment, as if he had seen the sunset suddenly burn.

Endless blood-colored firelight kept rising in his sight. His vision began to blur, and a bloody light turned into countless delicate and blooming peaches blooming in front of his eyes.

The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand directly cut the throat of a sword slave. As his body slipped and he made a mistake, he easily dodged three deadly attacks.

He swept away and abruptly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he had already broken out of the encirclement of the sword slave.

The Wild Sword Bloodthirsty let out a roar, and the Wild Sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand couldn't help trembling, as if it was transmitting a message to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Bang

With a bang, the sword slave fell to the ground majestically, and the giant sword life wheel also dimmed. His eyes widened in anger and he let out a whimper. The barren sword qi stirred up by the desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand not only cut his throat, but even shattered his sea of consciousness, and his Yuan Shen didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Boom", the sword slave who fell to the ground suddenly turned into a shattered glass and exploded. Pieces of glass fragments turned into countless starlight, and the starlight fluttered up into the sky.

Then, the endless starlight turned into a burst of spiritual rain and scattered, and everyone was stunned. No one thought that Ding Xiaoyi would be so domineering and directly kill a player.

Although onlookers didn't know the true identities of the four players, Ding Xiaoyi's merciless killing of an opponent had already shocked them.

Even Jian Wuchen was dumbfounded, and it was difficult to hide the surprise in his eyes. The other three sword slaves saw that after Ding Xiaoyi killed a companion, their faces changed slightly.

Ding Xiaoyi's strength made them worried, not many people knew their identity as sword slaves, they were just mixed in this sword competition.

They just acted as Ye Heng's help, clearing a broad road for Ye Heng.

"Useless waste", Ye Heng showed a trace of anger on his face, and his gaze fell on the three sword slaves.

The three sword slaves sensed Ye Heng's anger, and they once again raised the long sword in their hands and continued to attack Ding Xiaoyi.

The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up ten thousand zhang sword rays, and the sword rays swept towards the three sword slaves.

"Bang, bang, bang", after three dull sounds, the three figures froze. The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand turned into a wisp of wind and swept towards the three figures.

When Ding Xiaoyi's figure was about to reach the three sword slaves, a strong uneasiness suddenly came to his heart, and his body was forcibly contained.

The next moment, Ding Xiaoyi's body turned into countless afterimages and rushed towards Yao Yao and the others. A figure shot towards Yao Yao and the other three girls like a ghost, staring at the aura of death.

The desolate sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flashed with a dazzling sword light, and he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at the ghostly figure.

"Wow ......", the barren sword qi pierced the sky and shot towards the ghostly figure like a shock.

The ghostly figure paused, and he raised his long sword to block it.

With a "bang", the majestic barren sword qi directly knocked him away, and Ding Xiaoyi's figure appeared in front of Yao Yao and the others, blocking them behind him.

"Ye Heng, is that all you have to do?" Ding Xiaoyi couldn't suppress the anger in his chest, and he said coldly to Ye Heng.

Seeing the angry Ding Xiaoyi, Ye Heng's face was not shocked, and the corners of his mouth raised and showed a wicked smile.

"You don't get tired of cheating, you can only be blamed for being too stupid." Ye Heng said to Ding Xiaoyi disdainfully.

"Be careful", just as Ding Xiaoyi was recalling the meaning of Ye Heng's words, a loud shout came from his ears.

"Ah......h A sword intent shrouded from behind him.

A long sword as jade stabbed silently into his back......