Breaker,

It is a sword that breaks ten thousand weapons, and the sword is the only one, and dare not obey.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that he hadn't reached such a realm yet, but the Broken Weapon Style had already opened a whole new door for him.

He didn't expect that kendo could be so domineering.

The sword in the heart of the sword in the hand can also be above all weapons.

What a mood.

The road of sword cultivation is bumpy and difficult,

But he felt a pleasant demeanor from this unruly young man.

The broken weapon type is followed by the sword style,

Ding Xiaoyi also practiced countless times before he mastered the essence.

Behind is the air-breaking type,

One sword can break ten thousand weapons, and one sword can also break ten thousand laws.

The supremacy of kendo has arisen spontaneously.

Immediately followed by the sword return pose,

The sword has been out, and the return sword is bloody.

Returning to the sword to collect his life, the domineering decisiveness is absolutely incomparable.

After the return sword pose, there is the sword closing pose,

The sword has been out, and it is ready to be withdrawn, but the enemy has been destroyed.

Finally, there is the general formula, which is divided into 36 variations.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know how many times he had practiced, and he had only then mastered all the Dugu Nine Swords.

Although the sword style of Dugu Jiujian is ordinary and unpretentious, it gives Ding Xiaoyi a new realm.

Look at the mountains are mountains,

When I look at the mountain again, it is not a mountain,

The last time I look at the mountain, it's still a mountain.

His realm has also begun to improve qualitatively.

And the last style of Dugu Nine Swords is the swordless style,

There is no sword and no trick to win, and the last style is the essence of Dugu Nine Swords.

The last swordless style Ding Xiaoyi did not practice, and this style had to be comprehended by him.

The sword intent realm of ten thousand swords returning to the sect is also a sword of all things,

There is no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart, and the swordless style has the same end.

No sword style is also no trick to win,

The swordsmanship is ever-changing, and it will not stick to a certain move

Sword pose.

These sword styles were all practiced without the blessing of cultivation and the laws of heaven and earth.

He didn't know what kind of power he would have under the blessing of cultivation and the laws of heaven and earth.

The unruly young man did not force Ding Xiaoyi to comprehend the last swordless style.

After Ding Xiaoyi practiced the eight swords in front of him, he disappeared.

When Ding Xiaoyi came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the hall.

The ball of light glowing with a soft glow had already turned into countless starlight scattered in this hall.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the strange scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sanssouci senior, how much time has passed just now",

Ding Xiaoyi asked the vigilant carefree on the side.

A bitter smile appeared on Sanssouc's face,

"It's just a matter of time," Sanssouci replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

After hearing Sanssouci's answer, Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank.

How he felt like he was trapped in that ball of light, as if he had gone through countless years.

From the time he began to practice the Sword Drawing Style, to the time he completed the General Technique Style, he felt as if there were years of light.

"Ding Xiaoyou, have you found the inheritance of the contemptible ancestors?"

After Ling Huzhuo saw the surprised expression on Ding Xiaoyi's face, he asked Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.

Seeing Ling Huzhuo's malicious smile, Ding Xiaoyi's face changed several times.

He knew that Ling Hu Zhuo must be uneasy and kind, but he didn't know what Ling Hu Zhuo's true purpose was.

Sanssouci also looked at Ding Xiaoyi expectantly, and he also wanted to know if Ding Xiaoyi had gained anything.

"That naturally has some gains, Dugu Jiujian, I don't know if Linghu's predecessors have ever heard of it."

Ding Xiao

With a smug smile on his face, B replied to Linghu Zhuo.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, Ling Hu Zhuo's eyes flickered several times.

A hint of obscurity flashed in his eyes, and Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what the vague color in Ling Huzhuo's eyes meant.

However, he knew that Ling Hu Zhuo must be uneasy and kind.

Ling Hu Zhuo had bad intentions towards himself and Sanssouci.

"It turned out to be Dugu Nine Swords, I don't know how many styles Ding Xiaoyou has practiced?"

Ling Huzhuo asked Ding Xiaoyi curiously again.

"It's not talented, it's just eight styles",

Ding Xiaoyi replied to Ling Huzhuo with a smile.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, Ling Hu Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly, but the smile on his face became even stronger.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't figure out the true thoughts in Ling Hu Zhuo's heart for a while, he knew that there was a strong killing intent hidden in Ling Hu Zhuo's eyes.

"That's right, this Dugu Nine Sword created by the ancestors of the Emperor is all over the world, and I don't know how many kendo masters died under the sword style of the ancestors. Ding Xiaoyou has such an adventure, but it is also gratifying. ”

Linghu Zhuo said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"What is there to congratulate, what else is in those balls of light, can Senior Linghu reveal it?"

Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the other suspended balls of light in the hall, and he asked Ling Huzhuo again.

"Dugu Nine Swords made the Fox Family's peerless sword trick for me, and Ding Xiaoyou got the peerless sword trick of the contemptible ancestors, which is already very good."

"As far as I know, the other balls of light should be the inheritance of some Qimen Dunjia techniques, Ding Xiaoyou can also find out if he is interested."

Ling Huzhuo replied generously to Ding Xiaoyi.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard it, he didn't

I hesitated for a while, I couldn't take all the benefits.

"Sanssouci senior, you can choose any one of these light balls, and the juniors will protect the Fa for you."

Ding Xiaoyi said to the carefree man on the side.

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's suggestion, Wuwuzi was not polite.

He swept his form and appeared next to a ball of light.

He reached out and grabbed the ball of light, and he clutched one tightly in his palm.

As soon as his palm touched the ball of light, Sanssouci's face changed slightly.

Sanssouciko's face changed from shock at the beginning to an unexpected surprise.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that Sanssouci must have gotten some good inheritance.

He looked at the surprised face of Sanssouci, and he held the human sword in his hand and looked at Ling Huzhuo and the living dead Li Luo vigilantly.

The living dead Li Luo did not have the slightest vitality around him, and he stood silently beside Ling Huzhuo, like a sculpture.

But there was no wave on Ling Huzhuo's face,

The inheritance in this hall seems to have nothing to do with him.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes appeared in front of his eyes,

He didn't see any clues.

Linghu Zhuo saw that Wuwuzi was comprehending the inheritance of Linghu's ancestor, but he was unmoved.

It was as if the inheritance of the fox ancestor had nothing to do with him.

This made Ding Xiaoyi very puzzled, could this make Hu Zhuo really have such a good heart.

He was even beginning to doubt his own judgment.

He had a hunch that Ling Hu Zhuo was not so kind that he would give the inheritance of the Ling Hu family to others for nothing.

He felt that all this was too smooth, and there were some anomalies in the smooth process.

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, and he still understands the truth

，

However, when he saw Ling Hu Zhuo's calm face, Ding Xiaoyi began to wonder again.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't wait too long, it was just a moment.

He saw that the ball of light in Sanssouci's hand turned into countless starlight scattered in the hall.

It turns out that the flow of time in this ball of light is different from that of the outside world, and falling into this ball of light is equivalent to being in another time.

soon

Sanssouciko's face showed a look of joy, the inheritance he received should be extraordinary.

"Well, I'm not lying, these balls of light are the inheritance of the ancestors, you can feel the inheritance in those balls of light at will."

Ling Hu Zhuo said to Ding Xiaoyi and Wuwuzi instead.

Hearing Ling Hu Zhuo's words, Carefree Zi showed a look of shame on his face.

Obviously, he was also suspicious of Ling Huzhuo.

When he realized the inheritance in the ball of light,

He seemed to have a sense of guilt towards Ling Hu Zhuo, as if he shouldn't have doubted Ling Hu Zhuo.

"Ding Xiaoyou, what about you, don't you want to get the inheritance of your ancestors again?"

Linghu Zhuo asked Ding Xiaoyi again, he seemed to want Ding Xiaoyi to take the suspended ball of light.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that he had already obtained the inheritance he wanted, and he still understood the truth that he should not be greedy.

Master had warned him not to be greedy in everything, otherwise he would suffer misfortune.

"No need, the younger generation is already very satisfied to get the Dugu Nine Sword of Linghu Ancestor",

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head at Ling Huzhuo and replied.

"Sanssouci senior, what about you?"

Linghu Zhuo looked at Sanssouci with a smile, and then asked.

Sanssouci's eyes flickered, he looked at Ding Xiaoyi and looked again

Look at Ling Huzhuo.

He was in a dilemma for a while,

Finally, his eyes sank, and his face showed a look of determination.

"Poor Dao still wants to comprehend a few inheritances",

Sanssouci said to Linghu Zhuo.

It's too late for Ding Xiaoyi to stop it.

He thought that Sanssouci would accept it when he saw it, but he didn't expect Sanssouci to be so greedy.

"Sanssouci senior, please feel free",

Ling Huzhuo said calmly.

After hearing Ling Huzhuo's answer, Wuwuzi's face was overjoyed.

He hurriedly swept towards the ball of light beside him,

I saw him copy his hand, and a ball of light fell into his palm.

After a few moments,

The ball of light in Sanssouci's hand turned into countless starlight scattered in this hall.

Sanssouci was like the wind, and he had already grasped the last ball of light in the palm of his hand.

Ding Xiaoyi waited for a long time,

But he didn't wait for the ball of light in Sanssouc's hand to turn into starlight in the sky, what he waited for was Sanssouciko's face changed slightly.

Then a pained expression appeared on Sanssouciko's face.

Ding Xiaoyi secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, and he hurriedly swept towards Wuwuzi.

As he moved, a figure blocked his figure.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the figure was none other than Li Luo, who was like a living dead.

"Senior Linghu, what do you mean?" Ding Xiaoyi raised his cold eyes, and he asked Linghu Zhuo in a deep voice with this posture on the side.

Li Luo in front of him had already raised his long sword, and the sword domain that surged out was like a tide and shrouded Ding Xiao.

"You can't be too greedy, my Linghu family's inheritance is not so easy to take", Ling

Hu Zhuo glanced coldly at the carefree man with a painful face, and then said faintly.

Ding Xiaoyi listened

, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

There was something wrong with the ball of light.

He didn't know if there was anything wrong with the Dugu Nine Sword Inheritance that he had comprehended, but he knew that Carefree should be in trouble.