Chapter 949: Fang Bai Yu
Looking at the five lamplighters holding cold blades, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank slightly.
He never imagined that the lamplighter was actually lurking among the terracotta warriors.
Five lamplighters,
An old man with gray hair,
Two burly fierce men,
A woman with a delicate figure,
There is also a middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance.
When Emperor Daxing saw this group of lights, his face sank slightly.
Several clay statues have already been reduced to a pile of fragments,
These five lightmen have transformed themselves into terracotta warriors and lurked here.
Emperor Daxing's face became a little ugly,
You must know that there are only two entrances to the Emperor's Fall Abyss, one is the Imperial Palace, and the other is the Sword Pavilion.
Although Gu Yanning had a way to build a teleportation into the Emperor's Fall Abyss, he couldn't complete it in a short time.
Seeing the brand-new fragments of clay porcelain at the feet of the terracotta warriors, it was only a few days for these people to light the lamps and enter the terracotta warriors.
Gu Yanning is one of the Heavenly Dao clones,
There's no way he's going to build a teleporter for the lamplighter to enter, the country.
And it is impossible for the Sword Pavilion to teleport five people at once, only the Imperial Palace is closest to the Emperor's Fall Abyss.
"Senior, it looks like there is a traitor in your palace."
Ding Xiaoyi smiled freely, and he said to the Daxing Emperor whose face was a little ugly.
When Emperor Daxing heard this, an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face.
These five lamplighters appeared in the Emperor's Fall Abyss, they must have entered from the palace, and the palace appeared in the lamplighters.
"Ding Xiaoyi, come with us",
The gray-haired old man should be the leader of the five lamplighters, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi in a gloomy tone.
"You're coming for me?"
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he didn't expect that the five lamplighters were coming at him.
He also thought that the five lamplighters had done something else.
"Nonsense, we've been lurking here for days, not for you, but for these clay figurines."
A burly fierce man raised the cold blade in his hand and shouted very unceremoniously to Ding Xiaoyi.
Hearing the fierce man's shout, Ding Xiaoyi frowned slightly.
He couldn't feel the cultivation aura of these five lamplighters, they should have deliberately concealed their cultivation aura.
"Okay, the lord has confessed, be polite to Ding Gongzi."
The middle-aged man on the side showed a warm smile on his face, and he said to the lamplighters.
After speaking, he set his eyes on Ding Xiaoyi's body.
"Ding Gongzi, my lord wants to see you, how about I take a trip if you are troubled?"
The middle-aged man said softly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"If your lord wants to see me, will I go to see me?"
Ding Xiaoyi sneered at the middle-aged man very unceremoniously.
He also thought in his heart,
Who will be the Lord of these five lamplighters, and why must they see themselves?
As the saying goes, if the person who comes is not good, he will naturally not admit it
Finding yourself for the lamplighter is as simple as drinking.
"Ding Gongzi can see him if he doesn't see it, the lord said that he wants to see Ding Gongzi, and we can only do it, and I hope Ding Gongzi will forgive me."
The middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing smiled slightly, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.
The other lamplighters had a look of anger on their faces.
Ding Xiaoyi was so ignorant of lifting, which made them very unhappy.
"You lamp-lit people only know how to do some things that do not see the light, this is my emperor's tomb, how can you allow you to be presumptuous."
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Emperor Daxing's tone was cold, and he angrily rebuked the five lamplighters.
The five lamplighters didn't even look at Emperor Daxing.
The other four lamplighters glared at Ding Xiaoyi, but no one paid attention to Emperor Daxing.
Seeing that the five lamplighters didn't pay attention to themselves, Emperor Daxing's face became extremely ugly.
The aura around him was all together, and the momentum of rolling like a tide was stirring.
Emperor Daxing's body condensed with golden aura, and that aura turned into nine roaring and churning dragon shadows.
Ding Xiaoyi saw that Emperor Daxing had performed the top exercise of the Dayong royal family, "Nine Changes of the Dragon Pole", and he couldn't help but secretly look forward to it.
The "Nine Transformations of the Dragon Pole" is an immortal feat of the Dayong royal family, which can transform the surrounding body into nine powerful dragon shadows.
Coupled with the blessing of Dayong's national fortune, Emperor Dayong's cultivation has already reached its peak.
As soon as this Daxing Emperor made a move, he performed a royal miracle, which made Ding Xiaoyi slightly shocked.
"Emperor Daxing, I've heard of your name a long time ago, you want to stop us from taking this kid, let's pass my level first."
The white-haired old man raised his cold blade in his hand, and he stepped in front of Emperor Daxing.
The pale old man didn't release any breath, but stood opposite Emperor Daxing.
"Who are you to have heard of my name?"
Emperor Daxing's face changed, and he looked at the white-haired old man with a good name fixedly.
"The dying man is not enough to say",
The gray-haired old man replied with a smile.
Emperor Daxing's eyes were like torches, looking at the white-haired old man, and pondered for a while.
"If I guessed correctly, Your Excellency is Fang Bai Yu, known as Fang Bai Yu of the Eastern Sword God."
Emperor Daxing's face showed a look of shock, and he exclaimed to the gray-haired old man.
"I can't imagine that Emperor Daxing still remembers the name of the old man, is it an accident?"
The gray-haired old man had a look of remembrance on his face, and he said to Emperor Daxing.
"Fang Bai Yu, a peerless powerhouse who once dominated an era, how could I not know that Fang Bai Yu, who was known as the Eastern Sword God at that time, came from Sword Island."
"It's just a miscellaneous disciple of Sword Island. Later, he rose strongly and crushed the young disciples of Sword Island. Later, Fang Bai Yu came to my Great Yong Dynasty and crushed the young disciples of the Sword Pavilion."
"Fang Baiyu's prestige is known to everyone, but Fang Baiyu is like that bright meteor that flashes away, no one thought that Fang Baiyu, who is known as the Oriental Sword God, will actually be the lamplighter
of the lackeys."
"Fang Mou is just a dying person, the lamplighter gave Fang Mou's life, Fang's life was given by the lamplighter, what about being a lackey."
The gray-haired old man's face was calm, and he was not angry because of Emperor Daxing's taunts.
Ding Xiaoyi listened to the conversation between the two,
He was secretly surprised in his heart, he had naturally heard of Fang Baiyu's name.
If you want to count it,
Fang Baiyu should be a strong man in the same period as Emperor Daxing, and they both lived for thousands of years.
Fang Baiyu is from Sword Island in the East China Sea,
At first, Fang Bai Yu was just a miscellaneous disciple of the East China Sea Sword Island.
Later, it rose strongly and achieved a legendary story.
"I didn't expect that I and Fang Baiyu were in the same period, but unexpectedly, we met again."
Emperor Daxing had a bitter look on his face.
The dragon aura around him spreads,
After devouring the fortunes of Dayong's country, his cultivation has already reached the peak, and the cultivation of Emperor Daxing can no longer be measured by the realm.
Just like the gray-haired old man, the cultivation realm was no longer enough to measure their combat strength.
"Emperor Daxing, Fang didn't expect to meet you here, let's make a move",
Fang Baiyu's tone froze, and the cold blade in his hand was raised.
It was a long sword with no blade, and a dazzling sword light reverberated above the blade.
The sword light tore through the void, and the sword god of the year met the Emperor Dayong of the year.
"Senior Fang, the business is important, and I hope to solve it quickly."
The middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing raised his voice and said to Fang Baiyu, who nodded.
"Nine Changes of the Dragon Pole, True Dragon Fist",
Emperor Daxing shouted,
Nine dragon phantoms appeared behind him, and he raised his fist and blasted towards the white feather.
"Roar ......",
The Nine Dragons Illusory Shadows let out bursts of roaring roars,
Emperor Daxing strode forward, and the fortunes of the country around him lingered.
The Nine Dragon Fists roared towards the white-haired old man with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.
The royal dragon fist is one of the most domineering boxing techniques in the world, and the dragon fist condenses the fortune of Dayong and is magnificent.
The Nine Dragon Fist Phantom roared and struck,
Fang Bai Yu's face sank slightly, and his long swords pointed directly at the void.
"The Sword of the Sky",
Fang Baiyu let out a loud shout in his mouth, and a dazzling sword light burst open.
He held his sword in both hands and slashed fiercely at the Nine Dragon Fist Phantoms,
The void seemed to be split open in an instant.
Ding Xiaoyi is very tasteful,
The duel between the thousands of years of the Eastern Sword God and the Dayong Emperor of the same period can be called a stirring world.
They only made one move,
And with this move, the power that surged out almost destroyed the terracotta warriors in the void.
The bladeless long sword slashed down on the nine dragon fists, and the space collapsed incessantly.
The terracotta warriors began to be unable to withstand the tremendous power and began to crack open.