"This is the excuse you used to slaughter dozens of lives in Sword Weapon Peak, what have you all done for the sake of ethereal immortality."

"And you, the ancestor of the Ye family of the Sword Pavilion, for the sake of eternal life, you not only killed the same sect, but also sacrificed the blood of the same sect to the true spirits, do you think they are true gods?"

The more Ding Xiaoyi spoke, the more excited he became, and he pointed at the old man in Tsing Yi and scolded.

What a true spirit,

What immortals,

What a god,

It's all just a scam under a gaudy veneer.

Are there immortals in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and are there gods above the heavens?

Is there eternal life in the vast star field?

No

These are just self-deceptive rhetoric.

He couldn't understand why a sword cultivator who had lived for thousands of years would believe this.

Sacrifice the blood of the same sect and turn the Sword Pavilion into a human purgatory.

Just for eternal life,

Where is the true Spirit, where is God?

Ding Xiaoyi angrily scolded Ye Jiantang, Feng Lingfeng and others.

"And you, do you think this Ye family ancestor will help you restore your appearance, do you think that you can get the help of the true spirit by slaughtering such an innocent life?"

"You are too naïve, there may be true spirits in this world, but it is not your so-called true spirits that can help you, and the true spirits may be the culprits who destroy this world."

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised, and he roared angrily at the Shocking Wind Sword Moon couple.

The faces of the frightened Sword Moon couple were shocked,

The faces of the two of them were covered with hideous scars.

The dark red scars were like wriggling earthworms, and they looked particularly terrifying.

The faces of the two also showed expressions of shame,

The corners of their mouths moved, but they couldn't say a word.

"Although Ye Heng is hateful, but you slaughtered dozens of disciples of Sword Weapon Peak in order to avenge your own personal vendetta, how are you different from Ye Heng?"

Ding Xiaoyi's anger flew up, and he pointed at the frightening Jianyue couple and reprimanded.

now

Only then did he know the ins and outs of the whole matter, and the Shocking Wind Sword Moon couple and Feng Lingfeng were the real murderers who killed the disciples of Sword Weapon Peak.

He had been skipping Feng Lingfeng and the Frightened Wind Jianyue couple.

He didn't think they had any motives, but he was wrong.

"Ding Xiaoyi, you are indeed very smart, but don't you know what the consequences of your cleverness will bring you?"

The old man in Tsing Yi stirred up a unique domain power around him, and that unique domain force imprisoned the surroundings.

This domain power is also called the power of the sword domain.

Comprehending the sword domain, you can command ten thousand swords.

"Senior Ye, do you think the juniors don't have any preparations?"

Ding Xiaoyi smiled freely, and then looked at the old man in Tsing Yi without fear.

His right hand was already holding the delicate little sword that Cold Moon Star had given him.

The sword power in the small sword turned into a river rushing and flowed around him.

He felt a force that did not belong to him surging like that torrent, this sword power could destroy the heavens and the earth.

"I didn't expect such a demonic disciple to come out of the Sword Pavilion!"

Ye Jiantang's eyes shrank slightly, and he looked at Ding Xiao with fear

The delicate little sword that B clasped tightly in his hand.

"Senior Ye, you have lived for so long, you should have decayed a long time ago. and the true Spirit will not save you."

Ding Xiaoyi's body welled up with strong confidence, and he mocked the ancestor of the Ye family.

Lao Jiu was at a loss for what to do with the pots of red ant spring, and it was not necessary to put it or not.

The atmosphere at the scene was already tense.

The powerful domain force that surged out imprisoned the surrounding space.

The cloth-clothed boy stood still like a mainstay in the raging waves.

so

The heroic handsome young man made him feel impressed.

At last

Lao Jiu broke through the confinement of the power of that realm,

He placed the pots of red ant spring in his hand on the oil-stained table.

"After drinking this wine, we have settled our grievances, and from then on we became friends."

Ding Xiaoyi threw his hand, and two pots of wine fell in front of the Stormy Sword Moon couple.

He slapped his backhand, and a pot of wine landed in front of Feng Lingfeng.

"Senior, let's drink a pot too, after drinking this pot of wine, it's good to go on the road",

[In view of the general environment,

Ding Xiaoyi raised his cold eyes,

He flicked his fingers, and a pot of wine landed firmly in front of Ye Jiantang.

"This cup is dedicated to the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion back then",

Ding Xiaoyi poured a full glass, and he raised his wine glass and bowed to the void.

The wine in the glass swayed down.

The ancestor of the Ye family just looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly,

He remained silent, but his eyes flickered, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

"This cup of Heroic Spirits of Sword Worship Peak!"

Ding Xiaoyi poured another full cup, and he said with a solemn face.

The wine in the glass swayed out,

The crystal clear wine turned into a little jade light in the air, and the little drop of wine did not want to fall in the air for a long time.

It's as if it's being pulled by some mysterious force.

Seeing this strange scene in front of them, Feng Lingfeng and the Frightened Wind Jianyue couple changed their faces greatly.

They seemed to hear the roar of the Sword Weapon Peak disciple.

"This cup, toast you."

Ding Xiaoyi's movements were coherent and breathless,

He filled the empty cup with another cup, and drank it all.

After doing this series of actions,

Ding Xiaoyi directly lifted the wine jug in his hand and patted the wine jug.

The lid of the jug popped up, and he threw his head back and drank the wine from the jug.

red ant spring,

The love has been broken,

It's the end of the world to turn around.

silk lingering,

No regrets,

Spring is like sorrow and grievances have been cleared, and a song of red ants is the most lovesick.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sing a cappella when he drank, and a look of amazement appeared on his face.

The small sword in his hand was beating incessantly in his palm, trying to break through his palm.

Ding Xiaoyi suppressed the violent sword intent, because the wine in the jug had not yet fully entered his stomach.

A sigh is like a grief in the red dust,

A figure swept from a distance, and a cold and brilliant figure appeared in everyone's perception.

Situ Wushuang's eyes revealed a complicated color,

She looked at Feng Lingfeng, whose face was stiff, but she was silent and silent.

The fragrant wind brought a burst of cold frost,

Situ Mingshuang ignored the confinement of the power of the sword domain and stepped into this humble wine shop.

"Master Situ Feng, do you want to drink?"

Ding Xiaoyi's sword raised his eyebrows, and he said to the cold and beautiful woman.

"Let's have a pot, let's see him off," Situ Mingshuang replied with a long sigh.

Lao Jiu had to turn around and enter the back hall again.

Situ Mingshuang looked at Feng Lingfeng with complicated eyes,

She spread her jade hand, and a jade pendant suddenly appeared in her hand.

then

Situ Mingshuang's palm flipped over, and the jade pendant fell straight to the ground.

When Feng Lingfeng saw the jade pendant, his eyes shrank.

A complicated expression appeared on his face.

When he saw Situ Mingshuang's palm flip and the jade pendant fell straight down, his body trembled slightly.

He wanted to catch the falling jade pendant

, but he eventually gave up.

He watched the jade pendant fall from Situ Mingshuang's jade palm.

He didn't move, but there was a look of pain on his face.

A crisp sound of "pop" sounded,

The jade pendant fell to the ground and shattered open, and the crystal jade light shone with a dazzling light in everyone's eyes.

A shallow flush appeared on Situ Mingshuang's face.

She looked at Feng Lingfeng, her eyes without any emotional luster.

forthwith

Situ Mingshuang's jade foot stepped on,

The jade foot stepped on the shattered jade pendant, and a piercing click sounded.

As soon as Situ Mingshuang's jade foot was raised, the shattered jade pendant had already turned into a puddle of powder.

At this point,

Lao Jiu had already come to Situ Mingshuang's side with a pot of wine.

He handed the pot of wine in his hand to Situ Mingshuang, and Situ Mingshuang said the word "thank you" with beautiful eyes.

After looking at Situ Mingshuang's indifferent demeanor to the extreme, Feng Lingfeng's face began to turn dead.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

Feng Lingfeng's lips moved,

In the end, he didn't say a word, and now it's too late to say anything.

"Situ Mingshuang has seen Senior Ye",

Situ Mingshuang held the wine jug and said lightly to the old man in Tsing Yi, who only raised his eyes slightly.

"Xuanshuang Peak has you to prosper",

Ye Jiantang just replied lightly,

He didn't even move, just looked at it coldly.

"This pot of wine, respect the past, respect the memory. Red ant spring, break red dust",

Situ Mingshuang held the flask and raised his head and drank wildly.

The drink slid down her jade-smooth cheeks.

And there were also two lines of crystal tears in the corners of her eyes.

red ant spring,

broken red dust,

The most difficult to recall is the old man,

Suddenly, some old people have thought that it is autumn to look back at the mountains and rivers.

A pot of wine is a memory, and tears are also a memory.

Beauty tears, wine in the glass,

How can you get a lover to hurt someone?