When Ding Xiaoyi stepped on dozens of sword ladders, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the dense sword shadows on the sword ladder.

As soon as his figure stepped on, countless sword shadows shot towards him with a whistling momentum.

Ding Xiaoyi's body shape together, turned into a breeze blowing willows, shuttling through these layers of sword shadows.

The magic sword in his hand was already shining brightly.

I saw a series of sword rays crisscrossing and rising, and the sword rays turned into a momentum that tore through the sky and swept towards the criss-crossing sword shadows.

At this time, he had already fused the sword intent around him with the sword intent of the remnant sword in this sword ladder, making his sword intent reach a new height.

After the sword intent of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is the entry of the sword, and his sword intent has already reached the initial stage of the entry of the sword, so he is waiting for a critical point to break through.

As the sword intent around him condensed to the extreme, he felt the earth-shattering sword intent rise up layer upon layer.

It was as if the sword intent of the dam bursting was surging.

Every muscle and vein of his body contained supreme sword intent.

Even his gaze contained the sword intent of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

He has also reached a whole new level of comprehension of kendo.

Although his cultivation realm was still very weak, the sword intent realm had already exceeded his cultivation realm.

Feeling the roaring sword intent, Ding Xiaoyi's body condensed a strong self-confidence, which was confidence in his own strength.

The magic sword swept away, and the frost-like sword light directly annihilated the dense remnant sword.

Ding Xiaoyi held the magic sword in his hand, his eyes burst into light, the sword intent lingered in his eyes, and he had an urge to look up to the sky and roar.

He jumped and stepped directly onto the sword ladder on a higher level.

Ding Xiaoyi was like the peerless god of war, rushing up dozens of sword ladders in a row.

He could already see a bright starlight flickering, almost reaching the end of the sword ladder.

He didn't know what was at the end of the sword ladder, and he also felt a supreme divine power permeating down from the top of the sword ladder.

"Is that the power of the Juggernaut?"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, since he stepped on that sword road, he didn't know how long time had passed.

In this Sword Saint Tomb, it was as if time had stopped passing, or perhaps it felt like hundreds of years had passed.

Especially after stepping on the sword ladder, Ding Xiaoyi had to constantly comprehend the sword intent and various sword formations in the sword ladder.

He didn't know how many steps he had stepped on, and sometimes he couldn't help but look behind him.

Yet all he saw was a suffocating void, no starry sky and no luster.

The sword ladder that he had broken through had all turned into nothingness, and there was not even a faint luster, so it made him feel suffocated.

After breaking through countless sword ladders, Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent realm has also improved by leaps and bounds, and he has stepped into the threshold of sword path.

I don't know how many layers of sword ladders there are above, Ding Xiaoyi's face froze, and he stepped on a new layer of sword ladder again.

As soon as his figure appeared, he saw a sword emerge from the sword ladder.

That sword was no different from an ordinary sword, the difference was that the sword exuded a rolling holy might, which was the true power of the saint.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was almost overwhelmed by that holy might.

He condensed the sword intent around him and couldn't help resisting the holy power emanating from that ordinary long sword.

"Hiss ......",

I saw that the long sword cut through the void and slashed down towards him, and the furious holy power directly crushed down.

Ding Xiaoyi was caught off guard, and his body was directly crushed by the holy power that surged out of the long sword.

Before the long sword arrived, the rolling holy power arrived first.

Although Ding Xiaoyi's physical body was baptized by the spiritual soul marrow washing spiritual liquid, it could not withstand the rolling holy power.

"Ah......", Ding Xiaoyi roared up to the sky, he raised the magic sword in his hand and slashed towards the long sword that fell down.

With a "boom", Ding Xiaoyi's body was directly blasted away by the long sword with supreme holy might.

His body tumbled several times on the ladder, and he gasped for breath as he lay on top of it.

"Sage, hahahaha, what about Shengwei, Lao Tzu will crush your Shengwei into slag today."

Ding Xiaoyi staggered to his feet, and he let out a crazy laugh.

With that, he walked towards the long sword step by step.

Although his steps were staggering, each step was extremely powerful.

Although he is in the mud, his ambition has come out.

The long sword seemed to feel Ding Xiaoyi's determination, and couldn't help but exude an even more majestic holy might.

That holy power was as heavy as a star, and it made Ding Xiaoyi's body bend down again.

Ding Xiaoyi struggled to stand up, and his bones creaked.

There was a tidal tearing pain all over the body.

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a hideous smile, and he raised the magic sword in his hand and pointed at the holy sword.

"What about the Sage, what about the Sword Master. I am about to step on this sword ladder, I want to look down on this heaven and earth, I am the real master of the sword. ”

Ding Xiaoyi let out a roar, and he staggered towards the long sword step by step.

With a "swish", Ding Xiaoyi raised the magic sword in his hand and slashed down towards the holy sword.

He struggled, but he was not afraid.

In his heart, any sword power is just a passing cloud, he wants to stand at the peak of the sword, he wants to become the master of the sword.

All the swords in the world surrendered to him, and he staggered towards the holy sword.

The magic sword in his hand also let out a high-pitched sword groan.

The high-pitched sword groan and the anger in Ding Xiaoyi's heart turned into a rolling sword, and the long flames struck towards the long sword that exuded holy might.

The sword flame directly annihilated this void.

At this time, the human sword behind Ding Xiaoyi also seemed to feel a huge provocation, and let out a sword groan like a clear sound.

Ding Xiaoyi instantly felt that the momentum of the holy power was falling apart, his body jumped high, and the magic sword was raised high and slashed down.

With a "bell", the crisp sound was followed by the long sword of the holy power suddenly exploded.

Countless sword rays surged towards Ding Xiaoyi's body like rain.

As soon as that holy power energy entered his body, Ding Xiaoyi seemed to be in the rolling magma.

The furious power of the Holy Power energy kept pounding on his body, making him almost on the verge of rage.

Ding Xiaoyi endured great pain and stepped on the sword ladder on a higher level, only to see a copper coffin appear above the sword ladder.

When he saw the bronze coffin, Ding Xiaoyi's heart sank.

He had already developed an instinctive fear of the copper coffin, because his arms were taken from the copper coffin, and it was precisely because of the demon ancestor in the bronze coffin that Aunt Yin blocked the fatal palm for him.

The instinctive fear in his heart made him tremble slightly.

This was the last layer of the sword ladder, and I saw dense sword shadows whistling vertically and horizontally, and all the sword shadows exuded supreme holy might.

The dense sword shadows turned into a huge sword array, and every five long swords became a small sword array.

Ding Xiaoyi's face was extremely solemn and he looked at this dense sword shadow, and he was slightly stunned in his heart.

Each sword exuded holy might, and the swords turned into a sword array that covered the sky and the sun.

How to break through this layer of sword ladder, he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart.

The sword shadow that covered the sky and the sun on the last layer of the sword ladder did not attack him, it should have given him time.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi thought about countermeasures, and every countermeasure was denied.

It seems that this sword saint has finally comprehended the realm of kendo greatness, and Ding Xiaoyi is just a newcomer to kendao, so he can't crack this layer of the test at all.

Thinking of this, he patted the Qiankun bag, only to see countless long swords flying out of the Qiankun bag, and these long swords were all sword spirit swords he collected.

Those long swords were all around him, and he slapped the Qiankun bag again, and several jade slips appeared in his hands.

He casually carved dense runes on the jade slips, and after the runes were finished, he directly threw the jade slips in his hand in various directions beside him.

He carved dozens of jade slips in a row, and then directly threw all the jade slips on the sword ladder on this floor.

After doing all this, Ding Xiaoyi had a domineering smile on his face.

He held the magic sword and the human sword in both hands, and the surging sword intent roared up.