"It's hurt that child, and I'm relieved to know she's okay."

A relieved smile appeared on Ning Wuzhi's face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Naturally, Miss Gu is your disciple, and this task belongs to her."

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised, and he said to Ning Wuzhi again.

"King Ding Zhan, thank you!" Ning Wuzhen hugged his fists and said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"Master Ning, you are too polite, this is a matter for the juniors."

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly waved his hand and said to Ning Wuzhi.

And they just say to themselves,

But he didn't pay any attention to the Fuso warriors and the mysterious black-robed people present.

The Fusang warrior and the mysterious black-robed figure didn't seem to be good, and they stared at Ding Xiaoyi and Ning Wuzhi coldly.

"Master Ning, have they embarrassed you?"

Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the black-robed figures domineeringly, and he asked Ning Wuzhi.

"No, they don't dare to do anything to me at the moment",

Ning Wuzhi said to Ding Xiaoyi very confidently.

"That's good, but now is not the time to catch up, when the juniors drive this group of thieves out of the killing capital, how about we have a few drinks?"

Ding Xiaoyi showed a reassuring expression on his face, and he said to Ning Wuzhi.

"So very good",

Ning Wuzhi's face was solemn, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

Hearing Ning Wuzhi's answer, Ding Xiaoyi had a bright smile on his face.

"King Ding Zhan, you have time to catch up with the past, please come with us."

A black-robed figure scolded Ding Xiaoyi impatiently.

"What's the hurry, do you want you to intervene when this War King and Master Ning are talking about the old days?"

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi heard the impatient words of the black-robed figure, his face turned solemn and he reprimanded angrily.

"You ......",

The black-robed figure pointed at Ding Xiaoyi, but he was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"Irritable, if you have one more word, believe it or not, this war king will slap you."

Ding Xiaoyi shouted angrily at the black-robed figure.

As soon as the black-robed figure heard Ding Xiaoyi's angry shout,

He trembled with anger, and a cold gaze oozed from his black mask.

This group of mysterious black-robed figures was shrouded in a black robe.

They wore a black mask on their faces, revealing only a pair of solemn eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi's divine sense and the yin and yang reincarnation that appeared in front of his eyes could not get a glimpse of his true face.

There must be something strange about this black robe and that black mask,

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but secretly think in his heart.

Although he couldn't feel their cultivation aura, Ding Xiaoyi knew that the cultivation strength of this group of mysterious black-robed cultivators was very strong.

The reason why he wanted to provoke them was to find out their true strength.

"King Ding Zhan, we kindly invite you, don't you toast and skip eating, eat and drink."

A black-robed figure clasped his hand on Ning Wu's meridians,

He exerted his strength slightly, and Ning Wuzhi's brow couldn't help frowning.

apparently

Ning Wuzhi's cultivation was sealed and was being devastated.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's face sank.

He looked at this group of black-robed figures coldly, and he wanted to kill them on the spot.

But he knew that as long as he made a move, he would definitely die.

"If you hurt a single hair of Master Ning, I, Ding Xiaoyi, swear, will never die with you."

Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the black-robed figure holding Ning Wu's meridians and shouted angrily.

A majestic sword intent stirred up around him,

The sword intent roared up, turning into a sword shadow that covered the sky and the sun.

"Ding Zhan

Wang, it is better for you to get acquainted with each other, for we are not something you can deal with, and you do not know our true strength, but when you understand your strength, you will know how ignorant you are in what you just said."

A black-robed figure looked at Ding Xiaoyi's body coldly, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly.

"Joke, is this war king scared, if you dare to speak disrespectfully, this war king will immediately slap you, do you believe it?"

Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the crowd, and he slowly walked towards the door of the A-word gladiatorial arena.

[In view of the general environment,

A fierce sword intent stirred around him, and that sword intent roared like madness.

And his furious hair flew and he walked towards the group of black-robed figures step by step.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's domineering posture,

The eyes of the black-robed figures shrank slightly. They all took a few steps back.

"Ding Zhan Wang ......",

Everyone in the gladiatorial arena saw Ding Xiaoyi walking towards the black-robed figures without fear, and their faces showed worry.

The beautiful eyes of the mangrove flowed with a beautiful light,

Ding Xiaoyi's rampant posture was imprinted into her mind.

She knew that she would never forget this figure in her life.

"Boldness",

When a Fusang warrior saw Ding Xiaoyi's rampant posture, he couldn't help but shout angrily.

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the Fusang warrior with contempt.

"It's just a group of clowns who jump off the beam, and you are only three feet tall but dare to point at me Dayong, you just don't know whether you are alive or dead."

Ding Xiaoyi spat at the Fusang, and then said disdainfully.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's not very hurtful but extremely insulting rebuke, the Fuso warrior couldn't hold back anymore and raised the long knife in his hand and swung towards Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi raised his cold eyes,

He reached out his right hand and stared at it.

A brilliant sword aura shot out from his index and middle fingers together.

The brilliant sword qi shot at the long knife that slashed at it.

"Bell ......",

The Fuso warrior only felt a light in his hand,

The long knife broke in two, and his face changed dramatically.

Ding Xiaoyi was forced to deceive himself,

"Come and not be rude",

Ding Xiaoyi's tongue blooms with spring thunder.

He stepped forward, pointed his right hand at the Fuso warrior and tapped it quickly.

"Hiss......",

Only one after another sword qi condensed with brilliant light and shot wildly towards the Fuso warrior.

"Adults save ......",

The Fuso warrior was so frightened that he hurriedly opened his mouth to ask for help from the black-robed figure on the side.

It's just that his cry for help came to an abrupt end before he finished speaking.

A huge human head spilled hot blood and rushed to the sky.

The Fuso warrior's body limped and fell,

"Bang",

The huge head fell.

A rain of blood turned into bright red peach blossoms, which was very beautiful.

"King Ding Zhan, it's too much, right?"

A Fuso warrior looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly,

He angrily denounced Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the Fusang warrior with contempt, and then he turned to look at the gladiatorial arena.

He spoke faintly:

"The country of Fuso, also known as the country of the Wako, is cruel by nature, but their natural cruelty is only aimed at those who are weaker than them."

"You see, the king of this war killed two of them in a row, and they didn't even have the courage to do it."

"Fuso Wako is this virtue, as long as you are stronger than them, they will not dare to do it, just know

The Tao is there to beep and condemn."

"And they are just attached to forces that are stronger than them, Fuso is not terrible, if you don't have the fighting spirit, that is the biggest crisis."

After listening to Ding Xiaoyi's words,

It was only then that the faces of the cultivators gathered in the arena became complicated.

They naturally knew that Ding Xiaoyi was taking the opportunity to build confidence in them.

Ding Xiaoyi's gaze fell on those Fusang warriors again.

The corners of his mouth furled, revealing a rampant evil bully smile.

"King Ding Zhan, you ......",

The Fusang warrior pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and blushed with anger, but he couldn't say a word.

He couldn't even say anything to refute it.

The Fuso warriors were also trembling with anger.

The black-robed figures looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and their expressions could not be seen under the black masks.

"Let Master Ning go, and the King of War will come with you."

Ding Xiaoyi's gaze was like a sharp sword shooting out the black-robed figure holding Ning Wu's meridians, and he said domineeringly.

Feeling the fierce sword intent that lingered around Ding Xiaoyi's body,

The black-robed figures retreated slightly, and they looked at Ding Xiaoyi with jealous eyes.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with us, Master Ning, you have also seen him, he is safe and sound, please keep your promise",

A black-robed figure said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly.

"The king of this war said that he would consider whether to go with you, but he didn't say that he would definitely go with you, don't you understand people's words?"

Ding Xiaoyi's face sank, and he angrily scolded the black-robed figure.

"King Ding Zhan, don't go too far",

The black-robed figure said coldly,

At this time, the atmosphere was inexplicably cold.

And as soon as the black-robed figure's voice fell, he only felt a flower in front of him.

"Bang",

The black-robed figure received a hard slap on his face.