The magic sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed at the obsessive figure holding the spear with a shocking momentum.

At the same time, the other three weapons attacked him one after another.

Ding Xiaoyi's feet were wrong, and his body slid past the three weapons.

The magic sword continued to shoot at the obsessive figure holding the spear.

His speed was extremely fast, even though he had only recovered to the cultivation of the realm of the Seventh-Rank Little Grandmaster, but this sword was the Gang Yuan that condensed his whole body.

"Hiss ......",

The magic sword pierced through the void and stabbed quickly.

The obsessive figure holding the spear shook the spear in his hand, and the layers of spear shadows shrouded towards the magic sword.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Several dull sounds rang out.

Ding Xiaoyi felt a violent energy like a river rushing in, rushing towards his tiger's mouth.

The violent energy shook his arm numb, and he stepped on the footwork of the Seven Stars Chasing the Moon, and his body shuttled through the four figures like a shadow.

After Ding Xiaoyi avoided the attacks of the other three obsessions, the weapons in the hands of those three obsessions shone brightly, and they almost imprisoned this space.

Even though Ding Xiaoyi has a wonderful and unparalleled footwork, he still fell into the realm of the four obsessive figures.

Layers of pressure poured from the four weapons, but Ding Xiaoyi's movement of wielding the magic sword became slower and slower.

He swayed, and a long knife grazed his body and slashed straight down.

Then a long, glowing sword swept through his hairline.

The sharp sword qi directly cut off the hair on his forehead, and Ding Xiaoyi's heart palpitated.

If that sword qi was a little closer, would his head be there?

He stepped under his feet, and the agile body slid past the sweeping spear.

And the obsessive figure holding the spear slapped the spear downward.

With a "bang", the spear slapped Ding Xiaoyi's chest.

There was a burst of blood churning, and Ding Xiaoyi almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His body slid from under the spear, and his body slid like a loach in front of the obsessive figure with the spear in hand.

"Kill ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's mouth burst into flames, and a thunderous shout sounded, but it was too late to put away the gun with that obsession.

And Ding Xiaoyi used his right elbow to crash directly into the arms of the obsessive figure.

With a "bang", the obsessive figure was knocked away by Ding Xiaoyi.

At this time, the three weapons also came.

Ding Xiaoyi showed a smile on his face, and his eyes showed determination.

"Hiss ......",

Three sounds of breaking the air exploded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

But Ding Xiaoyi didn't care, he clinged to the obsessive figure holding a spear like a maggot attached to the bone.

The three weapons fell fiercely towards Ding Xiaoyi's body, and the fierce energy exploded, almost annihilating this space.

The magic sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed directly at the obsessive figure holding the long inspection.

"Poof",

The magic sword pierced into the obsessive figure.

At the same time, Ding Xiaoyi's feet slipped, and his body shuttled directly through the obsessive figure.

"Boom, boom, boom",

Three earth-shattering loud noises erupted.

Ding Xiaoyi was swept up by the violent explosive energy, and his body swept away like a broken kite.

The magic sword in his hand had already been left on the chest of the obsessive figure, and the other three obsessive figures turned into three afterimages and shot towards Ding Xiaoyi in mid-air.

Ding Xiaoyi, who was in mid-air, grabbed his right hand again, and the human sword let out a high-pitched sword groan that appeared in his palm.

The three weapons shot out with Sen Ran's killing intent, and the three obsessive figures had already locked Ding Xiaoyi.

"Woo ......",

The sharp sound of breaking the air exploded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears, and Ding Xiaoyi, who was in mid-air, stepped on it fiercely.

A furious force surged from under his feet.

"Boom",

Ding Xiaoyi shot into the air again like a cannonball.

The long sword in his hand let out a sword groan, and he held the human sword high in both hands, and the brilliant sword light lingered on the long sword.

"Kill ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's body fell from a high altitude, and his speed was extremely fast.

The three weapons with murderous intent also followed.

"Boom ......",

Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword and slashed down towards the three weapons, and the human sword directly cut the three obsessive figures away.

The violent energy exploded, and Ding Xiaoyi's body fell immediately.

With a move of his left hand, the magic sword inserted in the chest of the spear-holding obsessive figure turned into a ghostly light and shot towards his left hand.

After Ding Xiaoyi finished this series of actions, his body also fell into the long street.

And the three obsessive figures who were slashed by him with a sword also stabilized their figures, they still didn't have any waves, just looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.

At this moment,

The obsessive figure holding a spear suddenly turned into glass and exploded, and a bright streamer surged towards Ding Xiaoyi's body.

When the glass-like light submerged into Ding Xiaoyi's body, Ding Xiaoyi only felt that another shackle that had imprisoned his cultivation seemed to have been broken.

"Boom",

Ding Xiaoyi instantly felt as if he had broken through to the realm of supergrade all of a sudden.

He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would be able to recover his cultivation after hitting these obsessive figures.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was ecstatic, it turned out that this desolate emperor city was a combination of crisis and opportunity.

If they had been hiding in that house, they would naturally not be able to kill these obsessive figures, and they would naturally not be able to recover their cultivation.

Those three obsessive figures turned into countless afterimages and shot towards Ding Xiaoyi.

Looking at the three obsessive figures, Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand slightly, country.

The Gang Yuan in his body poured into the long sword like a whale swallowing it.

At this moment, the aura around Ding Xiaoyi's body became stronger and stronger.

The eyes of the three obsessive figures finally showed a hint of surprise.

The three weapons shot out with the killing intent of Sen Ran, and with a wave of the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, a series of swords like waves lingered.

He held his sword high in both hands, and his body slowly rose into the air.

When the three figures reached the distance of a zhang around him, Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword with both hands and slashed at the three figures.

"Hiss ......",

A dazzling sword burst out, and the sword swept towards the three figures.

"Poof, poof, poof",

The sound of three sharp weapons entering the flesh came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

The three obsessive figures paused in mid-air, and the weapons in their hands fell apart at that moment.

At the same time, their bodies began to transform into glass-like light.

"Whoa",

The three obsessive figures exploded like a broken glass bottle, and the brilliant streamer was like the starlight in the sky, and the starlight rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

As soon as the starlight entered Ding Xiaoyi's body, he felt the Gangyuan flowing into his body like a river.

"Boom, boom, boom",

A violent explosion sounded inside him.

The shackles that imprisoned his own cultivation began to crumble, and Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.

Killing the obsessive figures of these Desolate Emperor enemies can unlock the prohibitions one by one, and as long as they kill enough obsessive figures, their cultivation can be completely restored.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi could not suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He hurried to the house where the stall was.

He wants to bring everyone out, crisis and opportunity coexist, and if he wants to restore his cultivation, he must kill those obsessive figures.

He didn't know why the silver-haired old woman didn't tell him this, if there was any other reason why it couldn't.

When Ding Xiaoyi came to the house next to the stall, Dongfang Bai had already led everyone to the long street.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi come back, everyone was inexplicably happy.

At this moment, a violent tremor came.

A long sword phantom appeared in the void, and the long sword roared towards the sky.

The magnificent scene of a sword breaking through the sky appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"What's going on, why does this sword look so familiar?"

Qingshu looked up at the long sword that broke through the sky, but he muttered in his mouth.

Hearing Qingshu's words, everyone also said that the sword was so familiar.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was slightly shocked, because the phantom of the long sword that rushed towards the sky was the human sword on his back.

He didn't know why the human sword phantom appeared above the sky, and roared towards the sky.