No one thought that Ding Xiaoyi would choose to flee from the battle, but even Ding Xiaoyi himself made a temporary decision.

Ling Hu Zhuo watched Ding Xiaoyi turn into several afterimages and disappear from his sight, his face was extremely pale.

He swept his body and chased in the direction where Ding Xiaoyi disappeared.

Sanssouci and Li Luo hurriedly followed behind Ling Huzhuo.

Their speed is not fast,

They made deep footprints on the ground, and a trembling roar rang out in the hall.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was like the wind, and he swept towards the depths of the hall.

He heard a rapid sound of breaking through the sky, and he knew that Linghu Zhuo had chased after him.

Without looking back, he plunged into a place in the depths of the hall, a place of chaos filled with endless sword intent.

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi entered the chaotic sword intent, he was shot at him like a roar of countless sword qi.

"Zheng ......",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up a pure sword qi, and that sword qi was intertwined with the sword qi in the chaos.

He shuttled like a fish in the middle of the sea.

"Hiss ......",

The sword qi in the chaos was pulled by his sword qi, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air.

A burst of sword qi swept over the sky like a tide,

Feeling the majestic sword aura, Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank.

"Woo ......",

The sword qi was cut, and the surrounding space was forcibly cut into countless pieces by this powerful sword qi.

Ding Xiaoyi's face was solemn,

He didn't expect that there would be such a majestic sword aura in this chaotic space.

He brandished the long sword in his hand, and the sword aura was fierce

Swing up.

At the same time, his figure turned east and west, swimming in this majestic sea of sword qi.

In this majestic sword aura, Ding Xiaoyi felt pure sword intent.

This sword intent has nothing to do with cultivation and law.

It's just the purest sword intent,

Ding Xiaoyi mobilized his sword intent, and that sword intent echoed with the sword qi in the chaos, and the entire sword intent seemed to be boiling.

After feeling that this chaotic sword intent had a unique connection with his own sword intent, Ding Xiaoyi was not in a hurry to wander away.

He stood in this sea of sword qi, and the sword intent around him and this chaotic sword intent began to merge with each other.

He didn't know what the chaotic space in the depths of this hall was, he only knew that he was trapped in an endless sword aura.

Fortunately, this chaotic sword qi will not hurt himself,

The sword intent he stirred up turned into layers of waves, and this chaotic sword intent began to intertwine with each other.

"Whew",

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was comprehending this chaotic sword intent, a figure broke into this chaotic space.

The furious sword qi was able to be affected again, and it was making a roaring sound of breaking through the air.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't have to guess to know that it must have been Ling Huzhuo who broke in.

His mind moved,

The majestic sword qi began to become violent, and I saw the whistling sword qi stirring up.

"Hiss ......",

He used the sword qi here to condense into a long sword, and the long sword stabbed towards Ling Hu Zhuo's figure.

Ding Xiaoyi was in the center of this sword qi, and everything in this sea of sword qi was in his chest.

As soon as his mind moved, the sword qi turned into countless sword shadows and shot towards Ling Hu Zhuo.

Linghu

Zhuo's face sank,

With a twist of the folding fan in his hand, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Before the long sword of the sword qi conjugation had arrived, he raised the long sword in his hand and counted lightly towards the long sword of the sword qi condensation.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Several dull sounds sounded, and the sword qi condensed by Ding Xiaoyi was all broken by Linghu Zhuo's sword.

Linghu Zhuo's body was like the wind, and he pounced towards Ding Xiaoyi's location.

Ding Xiaoyi saw that Ling Hu Zhuo's figure was wandering in this sea of sword qi,

He raised his fingers and condensed, and a long sword condensed by majestic sword qi appeared again.

He pointed at Ling Huzhuo from afar.

"Hiss ......",

The sword of sword qi shot towards Ling Hu Zhuo with a whistling momentum.

"No Sword",

Linghu Zhuo snorted loudly,

Before he could make any moves, the sword qi around him suddenly became boiling.

A sword-shaped phantom condensed, and that sword-shaped phantom lingered around him.

Seeing that Ling Hu Zhuo used the last form of the Dugu Nine Swords, Ding Xiaoyi was also slightly stunned.

He didn't comprehend the last form of the Dugu Nine Swords,

He just pointed his finger casually, and this chaotic sword qi condensed into a giant sword phantom.

"Hiss ......",

Countless sword-shaped phantoms lingered around Ling Hu Zhuo's body, and each sword shadow condensed with supreme might.

The giant sword that Ding Xiaoyi raised his fingers and shot out was easily blocked by Ling Hu Zhuo, and a crisp sound of fighting sounded.

The giant sword phantom that Ding Xiaoyi shot out was crushed by the countless sword-shaped phantoms that made Hu Zhuo haunt him.

A weird smile appeared on Ling Hu Zhuo's face.

He spread out his arms, and a supreme sword intent power came into being.

Ding Xiaoyi saw the scene in front of him

, his heart trembled.

"Whoa......",

He heard a sound like a great wave.

Just when his heart was shocked,

The sword intent and sword qi around him began to become violent, and the majestic sword intent and the endless sword qi surged towards Ling Hu Zhuo.

"Hoo ......",

This chaotic sword intent swept towards Linghu Zhuo like a river, and finally this chaotic space began to vibrate violently.

"This is the sword practice room of the contemptible ancestor, and as a descendant of the Linghu family, I can naturally mobilize these sword intent and sword qi. Ding Xiaoyou, there is really a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you want to break through",

Linghu Zhuo said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly, and the space around him made a violent vibration and roar.

Ling Hu Zhuo swept all this chaotic sword intent into his flesh.

Seeing Ling Hu Zhuo's unrivaled move, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved inexplicably.

"Senior Linghu, do you really think you won?"

Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile on his face, and he said lightly to Linghu Zhuofeng.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's breezy words, Ling Hu Zhuo smiled.

He smiled so happily,

The chaotic sword qi around him was all devoured by him, and this space was revealed in Ding Xiaoyi's sight.

After Ding Xiaoyi saw this space clearly, his pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that dense remnant swords appeared above the void, and each remnant sword was condensed with supreme sword intent, this was the sword mound of Linghu Ancestor.

After Ling Hu Zhuo devoured this chaotic sword intent, the gaze of his eyes shot out like a sword ray.

He walked slowly towards Ding Xiaoyi,

At this moment, Ling Huzhuo's

I don't know how many times the strength has increased.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't want Hu Zhuo to actually devour the sword intent and sword qi of the sword mound.

"Ding Xiaoyou, don't resist in vain." The sword intent around Hu Zhuo's body rose majestically, like invisible mountains crushing towards Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi clenched the hilt of the sword, he knew that in this Linghu Old Ancestor's sword mound, he would not have any advantage.

"If you don't do it yet, when will you wait?"

Just when Hu Zhuo was full of confidence, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly screamed in his mouth.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's loud shout, Hu Zhuo's face changed slightly.

There was silence all around, not even a trace of breath fluctuating.

Linghu Zhuohu looked around suspiciously, but he didn't find any figure.

"Ding Xiaoyou, why bother, you can't escape."

Ling Hu Zhuo didn't notice anything unusual, he smiled smugly at Ding Xiaoyi.

"Linghu senior, the soldiers are not tired of cheating." Ding Xiaoyi showed a bitter smile on his face.

Seeing the bitter smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face, Ling Hu Zhuo was sure that Ding Xiaoyi was just bluffing.

"Draw the sword",

Just when Hu Zhuo was proud, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly burst out and swung a sword at him.

The sword slashed down at him like a dragon.

This sword split all the space around it.

Ling Hu Zhuo's face was cold, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

Swinging the sword towards Ding Xiaoyi,

The furious sword qi made a sharp and piercing sound.

The space cracked open inch by inch under that sword.

"Boom",

The clay of swords made a shocking sound, and the furious sword qi splashed out wantonly.

"Hands-on",

Ding Xiaoyi's mouth is another one

With a loud shout, a figure turned into a ghost and rushed towards Ling Huzhuo.

A dazzling white light stirred open,

A white lotus condensed from Bai Manggang Yuan crushed towards Ling Hu Zhuo.

The space trembled under the crushing of the white lotus.

Ling Hu Zhuo's face changed,

He didn't expect that at this critical moment, Sanssouci would actually attack him.

The figure turns,

Ling Hu Zhuo pointed with his left hand, and a giant sword condensed by supreme sword intent stabbed towards the white lotus that was crushed.

The dust in Sanssouci's hand was rolled, and the violent Gangyuan shot like a stream.

One after another, the light energy shot towards Ling Hu Zhuo fiercely.

"Woo ......",

The sharp sound of breaking the air was endless, making Hu Zhuo's face change.

At this point,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand had already arrived, and the layers of sword qi turned into bursts of terrifying waves and swept towards Ling Hu Zhuo.

Sanssouci left hand pinch,

The holy white lotus kept spinning, and the supreme power came into being.

"Swinging Sword Pose",

Ding Xiaoyi screamed loudly in his mouth, and the long sword in his hand swung towards Ling Hu Zhuo.

The pure sword intent turned into a pure sword qi and roared away.

Linghu Zhuo's face was like frost,

With a finger of his left hand, the giant sword that transformed into sword qi stabbed towards the white lotus with a whistling sound.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure had already appeared beside Ling Hu Zhuo, and he raised his sword and slashed down at Ling Hu Zhuo.

"Hiss ......",

The giant sword condensed by Ling Hu Zhuo's left finger stabbed fiercely into the Gangyuan white lotus.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand also fell towards Ling Hu Zhuo's head.

Ling Hu Zhuo's back was attacked, and his eyes flickered.

At this moment,

A figure leaped down from the void, and the figure raised its sword

Stabbing towards Sanssouci.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, that figure was Li Luo.