"Who among you is not convinced, is it enough for me to come to this killing sword pool?"

Ding Xiaoyi asked the powerhouse in a domineering manner.

His furious hair flew and the sword intent around him was like a wave, and he coldly swept over the body of the powerhouse in the chaotic realm.

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi is so domineering,

The faces of the powerhouses in the chaotic realm changed slightly, and there was a jealous look in their eyes.

This young man only used one move to defeat the powerhouse of this Immortal Extreme Sect,

It can be seen that this young man's strength is so strong that they are afraid.

"You ......",

The Immortal Extreme Sect powerhouse pointed at Ding Xiaoyi, but he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"Alright, Elder Ye",

The black-robed young man on the side couldn't help frowning when he saw this, and he scolded the Immortal Extreme Sect powerhouse.

"Young Sect Master, I ......",

The face of the Immortal Extreme Sect powerhouse changed, and a look of shame appeared on his face.

The powerhouses of the Immortal Extreme Sect looked at Ding Xiaoyi as if they were facing a great enemy, and the three powerhouses of the Evil God Temple watched coldly.

"In the lower Immortal Extreme Sect, the young sect master Zhao Wuji, I don't know what Your Excellency is called."

The black-robed young man hugged his fist at Ding Xiaoyi, and then said very politely.

"Ding Xiaoyi, that is, the new King of Hundred Battles in the recent Killing Capital, of course you can call me Ding Zhan King."

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know how to be modest at all, and he replied to the young sect master of the Immortal Extreme Sect with a big grin.

"Sure enough, the hero is a young man, no one thought that the new king of a hundred battles in this killing capital would be so young, but he was clumsy."

[In view of the general environment,

A warm smile appeared on Zao Wou-ki's face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"It has nothing to do with age, really",

Ding Xiaoyi said to Zao Wou-Ki very seriously.

"Since he is the king of Ding Zhan, he naturally has this qualification, I don't know what Ding Xiaoyi thinks of this killing sword."

Zhao Wuji leaned over slightly, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi saw the legendary killing sword.

I saw that behind everyone there was a pool of blood that was bigger than an ordinary pool.

In the center of the pool of blood hung a long sword,

The long sword is three feet, and the whole body is red,

The boiling blood water stirred up a crimson glow, and the red long sword couldn't stop devouring the bursts of blood in the blood water.

A tidal wave of killing aura surged out from the crimson blood sword.

The breath of murder spreads,

It can easily erode the sanity and plunge people into endless killing.

"The king of this war has no opinion, each according to his own ability, according to chance",

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the killing sword in the blood pool, and he felt that this killing sword contained a unique sword intent fluctuation.

meantime

The heart sword in his mind made a light humming sound, could it be that this killing sword had some kind of connection with his own heart sword.

The heart sword in Zhihai was obtained by him from Xiazhou, and it was originally a half-cut rusty sword.

Then devour Eptane

Liqiu's saber finally turned into his own heart sword and entrenched in the sea of knowledge.

"Daring, what are you to dare to fight the idea of the Sword of Killing",

Another powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect heard Ding Xiaoyi's words, and he angrily rebuked Ding Xiaoyi.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, the gaze in his eyes began to become cold.

This group of strong men from the chaotic realm invaded the killing capital, and they still had the face to say such things.

"This war king is talking to your young sect master about things, where is your turn to bark wildly, wild dogs",

Ding Xiaoyi sneered at the other party unceremoniously.

As soon as I heard Ding Xiaoyi, Na Chi

Naked sarcasm,

The face of the powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect changed, and he turned red.

He pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and trembled with anger, but he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, let's not say a word, do you still think I am the young sect master of the Immortal Extreme Sect?"

Zhao Wuji's face sank, and he angrily rebuked the powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect.

As soon as he heard Zao Wou-ki's angry rebuke,

The black-robed powerhouse's face became even more ugly, and he was blue and red for a while.

His eyes flickered, and he did not hide his strong killing intent in the slightest.

"The young sect master of your family didn't say that the king of this war didn't have this qualification, what are you?"

Ding Xiaoyi was unforgiving, and he mocked the powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect again.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's unscrupulous ridicule,

The powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect was so angry that his blood was churning, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"King Ding Zhan is really sharp-toothed, Zao Wou-Ki is not strict, which makes King Ding Zhan laugh."

Zao Wou-Ki apologized to Ding Xiaoyi with a calm face.

Ding Xiaoyi was also slightly stunned,

This young sect of the Immortal Extreme Sect is really able to endure it, just like a thousand-year-old king who can endure it so much.

However, he had already sensed the hidden killing intent in the depths of Zao Wou-ki's eyes.

It is said that a dog that can bark does not hurt to bite a person, but a dog that can't bark bites this is painful.

Ding Xiaoyi also secretly resisted the young sect master of the Immortal Extreme Sect, and the other party was too tolerant.

Like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows,

As long as you seize the opportunity, you will definitely give yourself a fatal blow.

"Sect Master Zhao Shao, the King of War said that if you want to subdue this killing sword, everyone depends on their own ability by chance, how about it?"

Ding Xiaoyi showed a smile on his face, and he said to Zao Wouji.

"As it should be, it's been two days and one night since we entered this killing hall, and so far we haven't surrendered this killing sword."

Zao Wou-Ki said calmly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"What do you call these three?"

Ding Xiaoyi turned to the Evil God Temple powerhouse who was watching the lively blood-colored robes and asked with a smile.

He knew that these three blood-robed Evil God Temple powerhouses were not as simple as they seemed.

They didn't show too many abnormal actions towards Ding Xiaoyi's appearance, but just watched the open and secret battle between Ding Xiaoyi and the powerhouses of the Immortal Extreme Sect with cold eyes.

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi set the target on those three

On the body of the powerhouse of the Evil God Temple, a meaningful smile appeared on Zao Wouji's face.

Obviously, he felt that Ding Xiaoyi was flying and domineering, and no one paid attention to him, so he found the powerhouse of the Evil God Temple again.

It's something he's happy to see.

It's best that Ding Xiaoyi fights with the three powerhouses of the Evil God Temple, and they can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Haha, I have heard for a long time that King Ding's strength is superior and crushes the monks of the Great Yonghuang Emperor, and today I saw that he was really a young man and a hero."

"The three of us are from the Evil God Temple of the Chaos Realm, and we are just low-level deacons of the Evil God Temple. You can call me a proud deacon."

One of them, a middle-aged man in a blood robe with honest appearance and fair skin, gave Ding Xiaoyi a haha, and there was no sharpness in his tone.

"Deacon Rong, may I ask what the three of you think of this Killing Sword."

Ding Xiaoyi sneered again and again in his heart,

These three powerhouses of the Evil God Temple are obviously not fuel-efficient lamps either.

On the surface, it didn't seem that there was much hostility towards him, but they had already condensed the evil cultivation aura around them.

"What do you think, everything is according to what King Ding Zhan said."

The deacon Rong showed a sincere smile, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

The other two Demon Hall powerhouses were silent, as if all this was based on this honorary deacon.

The other two deacons of the Temple of Evil God had gloomy faces,

It's like the living dead, and I don't see any fluctuations in their expressions.

"Since everyone has said it, everyone has their own ability to subdue this killing sword, and whoever can surrender this killing sword will be whoever owns this killing sword."

Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand and said extremely rampantly.

Although the powerhouse of the Immortal Extreme Sect felt extremely harsh,

But their young sect master did not object, and he was not easy to say.

"Sect Master Zhao Shao, you come first, the prohibition of this Killing Sword should be almost consumed."

Ding Xiaoyi had a sly smile on his face, and he said to the black-robed young man.

"It's better to go first with King Ding Zhan, with the strength of King Ding Zhan, you will definitely be able to surrender this sword of killing."

When the young sect master of the Immortal Extreme Sect heard Ding Xiaoyi's suggestion, his face changed slightly.

"Or, Rong Zhi in advance, let us also see the magic tricks of the Evil God Temple",

Ding Xiaoyi sneered in his heart,

He knew that Zao Wou-Ki would not agree, so he turned to Deacon Rong of the Evil God Temple and said.

But Deacon Narong waved his hand again and again, and he said modestly to Ding Xiaoyi:

"King Ding Zhan is a native of the capital of Emperor Dayong, and he can be regarded as half the master of the killing capital, so please ask King Ding Zhan first."

"Two, this war king can only fight, but he is not proficient in this forbidden war king, or let Senior Ning come!"

Ding Xiaoyi said to Ning Wuzhi again,

When the latter heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"I've been here for dozens of hours without closing my eyes, and your kid pushed me up again, how can you treat the old man like this."

Ning Wuzhi scolded Ding Xiaoyi lightly.