"Boy, who gave you the courage to dare to kill our disciples of the Holy Pole Sect?"

The deacon elder had a meaningful sneer on his face, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi faintly.

"That's just your Holy Pole Sect disciples looking for death, I just killed a few dogs that bit people indiscriminately."

The smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became even stronger, Dongfang Bai and Ding Xiaoyi stood side by side, and he protected the rickety old man in his sword intent.

Ding Xiaoyi is not a person who likes to cause trouble, and Ding Xiaoyi is not a person who is afraid of things.

Dongfang Bai knew that Ding Xiaoyi had his own plans in his heart, so he quietly protected the trembling old man on the side in his sword intent.

"Good, good, good, you should know the ideal of the way of killing and paying for your life, whether you judge yourself or this deacon."

The deacon elder saw that the mysterious couple did not stand up for Ding Xiaoyi, and a big stone in his heart finally fell.

As for the others, he didn't plan to kill, he just wanted to kill a hundred people. The cloth-clad boy had become a dead corpse in his eyes.

What can a casual cultivator who does not enter the stream even if he cultivates to a higher level?

His tone and tone were exactly the same as those of the disciple, that is, not even a word.

The smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became even stronger, but the other members of the Wind Chasing Team looked at the deacon of the Holy Pole Gate with a strange gaze.

There was a hint of pity and banter in their eyes.

Although the deacon elder did not understand who the pity and banter in the eyes of the wind chasers were, he thought that the young man in cloth would die.

Otherwise, their Holy Gate will become a great joke in the city where explorers gather.

"Alas, it's this tone again, it's this rhetoric again, don't you have any other tone in the Holy Pole Gate?"

Ding Xiaoyi sighed and said faintly.

The deacon elder saw a look of disappointment in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, but he didn't care.

Then he unleashed all of his cultivation, and the robes around him hunted without wind, and the violent aura of cultivation rolled up.

He pointed five fingers at Ding Xiaoyi and grabbed the heavenly spirit cover fiercely.

I saw that the space instantly turned into nothingness under that claw, and all the power of the law was isolated by that claw.

The power of that claw is terrifying.

The robed deacon was very confident in his cultivation.

He believed that the young man's Heavenly Spirit Cover under his claw would explode in an instant.

He had already imagined the boy's skull bursting, and he was still observing the mysterious couple.

He found that they were still indifferent, and he was completely relieved.

Everything under that grasp was crushed by that powerful force.

The young man's head was not an artifact, and even a spiritual treasure artifact could not compete with his powerful grasp.

The deacon was very confident, and the disciples of the Holy Pole Gate had an expectant look in their eyes.

They looked at the young man in cloth with a look of mockery on their faces.

Ding Xiaoyi just calmly watched the giant claw grab the top of his head, and he didn't move.

As if frightened by the power of the giant claws.

The giant claw annihilated all the space above Ding Xiaoyi's head, and fell down with supreme might.

Ding Xiaoyi moved, only to see his right hand poked out.

The magic sword turned into a ghostly light and fell into his palm.

then

Ding Xiaoyi quickly drew his sword, and the sword stabbed directly at the giant claw that was slapped on the head.

I saw a ghostly sword light burst out, and the ghostly sword light stabbed directly on the giant claw that was slapped on the spot with the momentum of heaven-shattering.

The sword and the giant claw struck in the space above Ding Xiaoyi's head.

The giant claw slapped down fiercely, and the ghostly sword light was directly scattered by the giant claw.

The deacon's elder's face was playful, and he slammed his right hand into the void again.

The giant claw on the top of Ding Xiaoyi's head immediately accelerated and slapped down towards Ding Xiaoyi.

But Ding Xiaoyi's face was extremely calm, and the magic sword in his hand was raised towards the deacon elder.

A ray of light turned into a meteor and stabbed towards the deacon elder.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi ignoring the giant claw that he slapped down, the deacon elder's eyes showed disdain.

"Click",

Just when the deacon elder was disdainful, he saw the giant claw slapped in the air suddenly make a crisp sound.

Then cracks poured out from the giant claws, and the cracks were as dense as the cobwebs.

At this time, the magic sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand had already penetrated the void and stabbed directly towards the center of the deacon's elder's eyebrows.

The deacon's face changed slightly, and he raised his left palm and slapped it fiercely at the stabbing sword.

"Hiss ......",

I saw that the space in front of the deacon elder began to distort, and the power of that palm was extremely powerful.

And then

He saw the corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.

The deacon elder's heart trembled inexplicably, and he saw that the tip of the sword directly pierced his left palm.

Then the power of destruction and decay shattered his body protection Gangyuan.

He saw the tip of the sword expand in his eyes, and a look of horror finally appeared on his face.

He wanted to escape from the shocking sword, but he found that the cultivation around him was torn apart in an instant like paper paste under the sword.

The pride in his bones also fell apart in an instant, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to escape, but his body was imprisoned under the powerful sword.

He could only watch as the tip of the sword kept expanding in his pupils.

"Poof",

The magic sword pierced directly through his eyebrows, and the powerful sword intent instantly strangled his sea of consciousness.

His vitality was also annihilated in that moment.

The magic sword also pierced through the center of the deacon elder's eyebrows, and the blood splattered away, and the blood turned into blooming peach blossoms and sprinkled down in all directions.

Ding Xiaoyi held the magic sword in his hand, and with a slight pull, the body of the deacon elder fell limply.

Ding Xiaoyi gently waved the magic sword in his hand, and the blood stained on the magic sword turned into a string of blood beads and spilled around.

Those Holy Extreme Sect disciples hadn't reacted for a while, and when they did, the deacon elder had already fallen on the square.

Looking at the deacon elders who had already died of anger, all the Holy Extreme Sect disciples were stunned, and their faces showed frightened expressions.

The other stall owners who had escaped from the square also watched the scene in a daze.

No one thought that the cloth-clothed young man would kill the deacon elder of the Holy Pole Gate with a sword.

On this Garan Star, no one has dared to kill the disciples or deacons of the Holy Pole Gate.

This young man not only killed the disciples of the Holy Pole Gate, but also killed the deacon of the Holy Pole Gate, how could this not shock them.

The rickety old man's face was even more pale, and his heart was already dead.

The young man killed the deacon of the Holy Pole Gate and completely tore his face with the Holy Pole Gate.

That's the deacons and elders, not those ordinary disciples can compare.

"It's over, little friend, you run away, the Holy Pole Gate will issue a hunt and kill order, and the entire Gara plane will want you. No one can escape from the pursuit of the Holy Gate. ”

The rickety old man persuaded Ding Xiaoyi.

"It's okay, the Holy Pole Sect is not a super sect, if they want to issue a hunt and kill order, let them issue it."

Ding Xiaoyi said disapprovingly.

Then he raised his eyes coldly, and scolded the group of Saint Extreme Sect disciples who were silent: "Do you leave by yourself, or will I send you away." Of course, you can inform the Sons of your Holy Pole Gate, and we are ready to wait for them to hunt them down. ”

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's murderous words, the faces of the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect turned extremely pale, and they hurriedly left the information square.

"Senior, can you tell me where you found this withered branch?" Ding Xiaoyi saw that those Holy Pole Sect disciples had left, and he asked the stiff old man in a condensed voice.

"Alas, Xiaoyou, why should you bother, the secret realm is nine deaths and one life, the old man didn't want you to go to a small risk at first. That's it, the old man just told you, that secret realm is called Bodhi Cave Ruins. ”

The old man sighed and replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Bodhi Cave Ruins, how is it possible, how can the Bodhi Cave Ruins be on this Garan Star."

The old cigarette butt had an expression of disbelief on his face, and he asked the rickety old man again.