Jiang Ding's brows furrowed deeply.

As the strongest and most brutal enemy that Xianmen has encountered in modern times, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion has killed countless Xianmen citizens, and the corpses and bones caused can spread all over the planet.

But there are many old-timers who have made a deep feud in the sea of blood and are still alive.

Bearing the name of the Great Sun Kenzi may attract hostility.

But the more you oppose such a thing, the more unscrupulous people will be able to shout it.

"The Great Day Kenko, we develop peacefully ......"

"Golden Sword Array! Go! ”

This little fat man is very insidious, and his speech skills are suddenly moved.

The aura of heaven and earth fluctuated, and thirty-six palm-sized golden knives suddenly condensed around Jiang Ding, colluding with each other, and slashing towards the center with a roar.

If it hits, it will be difficult for a good person to keep a piece of cheek bigger than a finger.

"Heavenly Golden Spiritual Root."

Jiang Ding glanced at the fat man slightly deliberately.

In the Spirit Sea Induction of Heaven and Man, at least thirty percent of the metallic aura particles were attracted by this person, increasing the power of his metallic spells by at least thirty percent, which was three times that of him.

The tactical choices are also good, and his defense is simply paper-thin relative to his attack power.

Shout!

As early as when the metallic aura particles were moving, the Azure Flying Sword was aware of it, and the thirty-six golden sword arrays were pierced by them after falling a little distance, and one-third of the formation collapsed.

After a few more rounds of vertical and horizontal backs, the entire large array completely collapsed before it had time to increase its value-added quality and become a true second-order formation.

"Golden Swordsmanship!"

"Golden needles become rain!"

"Golden ......"

For a while, Jiangding became a sea of golden spells, a golden knife and a golden arrow, and a golden halberd and a golden hammer later, which was eye-opening, as if entering the ocean of metallic spells, and the sound of clanging was endless.

The bombardment continued for more than ten minutes without stopping.

Many Xianmen citizens who were watching the live broadcast of the battle wondered if there was still a little bit of flesh and blood in it.

"! Don't fight! ”

"Da Ri Jianzi is amazing, Lao Tzu doesn't move, you can rub and abuse it."

Ou Daocheng panted, scolded angrily, and stopped casting attack spells.

Maintaining a second-order Yuan Magnetic Great Array outside his body, plus a magic array that casts almost second-order attack spells, has been bombarding and bombing for so long, even if he is a Heavenly Gold Spiritual Root who cultivates 'Fa' level exercises, he can't stand it.

The last piece of golden needle spell was slashed horizontally by a sword, revealing the appearance of a young man in green clothes, and his face was very ugly.

"Oinchi Kenko?"

It's all said don't call it the Great Day Sword, don't call it the Great Day Sword!

You're getting more and more screaming, aren't you?

"There are only twelve magic weapon embryo formations, and the material is not as good as Xu Jiannian!"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

Sonor!

A sword roar came clearly into the ears.

Then a huge blue ancient tree rose from the ground and towered into the sky, and between the trembling branches and leaves, everything was shattered, and the terrible aura of the end of the Dharma sinking shone all over the heavens and the earth.

Shout!

The sword light was so fast that it was almost invisible, and it slashed directly with the magnificence unique to sword cultivation, and the terrifying sword aura that destroyed everything was deeply reflected in the divine soul.

"Sword intent, this supernatural ghost thing!"

The little fat man Ou Daocheng scolded angrily, and his keen spirit trembled incessantly, informing him of the death he was about to face.

"Twelve-Yuan Magnetic Star Array!"

He roared, and the twelve Yuan Magnetic Mountains around him were shining brightly, constantly magnifying, turning into peaks more than ten meters high, dense second-order formations appeared, and the gray and hazy Yuan Magnetic Light appeared as an entity.

The Outer Immortal Sect has a lineage, called Yuan Magnetic Divine Light!

It specializes in metal magic weapons such as flying swords and flying needles, and when a light sweeps, pieces of flying swords will fall.

At this time, although his Yuan Magnetic Light was not enough to be called divine light, he was confident that even if the flying swords of more than a dozen foundation building monks slashed together, he could be trapped for a while!

Shout!

The gray and hazy Yuan Magnetic Light was instantly pierced under the shattering sword intent!

The ubiquitous Yuan Magnetic Repulsion gravitational force did not cause any deflection of the sword body, bypassing the thick Yuan Magnetic Mountain and passing through Ou Daocheng's forehead.

"What a sinister person."

Jiang Ding glanced at the tiny golden needle that almost pierced his eyes, and it suddenly collapsed.

Not only that, in the distance, the spiritual light on the twelve Yuanci Mountains was extinguished at the same time, retracted to the size of a fist, and fell like the corpse of their master, splashing one by one.

……

"It's worthy of the Great Day Kenzi!"

In the square of the Illusory Realm, someone sighed: "In terms of combat attainments in cold weapons, Xianmen has not caught up with one or two of them so far. ”

"The specialized structure of the divine soul of the sword intent is too unreasonable."

"Ahh

Seeing that someone was saying bad things about his classmates, Hua Bing's sense of responsibility as the squad leader immediately came up, and he retorted: "You are wrong, Jiang Ding's appearance means that Xianmen's exploration in this area is deepening, and in the future, it may surpass the Great Sun Sword Pavilion that has been destroyed." ”

"This is difficult, this kind of thing requires specialization, extreme love, Xianmen has always only regarded cold weapons as a hobby to cultivate sentiment, it is difficult to reach this level."

"Look at that guy......"

This person looked like he had a very high score in the cultural class, and he pouted: "I haven't left his sword since he appeared, and he has the demeanor of a sword maniac." ”

……

Xiandu, Dinghai Zhenyuan.

"I've seen a lot of sword maniacs like this."

Huang Mao sneered: "I bet this person has had a special love for swords since he was a child, and if he was born in any small realm of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, even if he didn't have a spiritual root, he would be able to rise quickly." ”

"Senior, don't have that inexplicable hostility anymore!"

"This should really be a citizen of the Immortal Sect, no old monster would be so stupid, exposed to the noses of many monks out of thin air."

Dinghai Zhenjun has the strength to say.

The results of the investigation of the Central Array Spirit Computer have come out, and the two of them have been clearly informed that this is the citizen of the Immortal Gate.

"Even if it's ......"

Huang Mao was still silent.

"Senior, maybe you can think so."

Dinghai Zhenjun thought for a while and said: "There is a saying of luck among the Immortal Sects outside the realm, the immortal luck of a certain place, the sword luck of a certain place, etc., maybe we destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and the sword path destiny belongs to our immortal sect." ”

"It's all a mess of divine stick doctrines, and in the case that there are many unknowns in the immortal cultivation world, many immortal cultivators forcibly cling to the explanation, you don't pay attention to this superstition."

Yellow Fur shook his head.

"Even the superstition of the feudal era of Xianmen can temporarily answer some questions at that time."

Dinghai Zhenjun suddenly perked up, pointed to the picture and said, "Isn't this coming?" Is this also a coincidence? ”

……

Shout!

A clear blue sword light slashed through, and with the meaning of destroying everything, a square-faced young man vomited blood and smashed it on the sea.

"Your name is Xu Si?"

Jiang Ding asked, very interested.

The reason why he didn't kill at the first time was because this square-faced young man actually touched the edge of the sword intent, and there were faint traces of Yin attribute will between the flying swords, freezing the divine soul.

Of course, weak.

The combat power is far inferior to Xu Jiannian, Ou Daocheng and other true yuan infant sisters-in-law, and they are only in the top ten because of good luck, and they should fall down soon.

"Thanks for the pointers!"

Xu Si's face was full of gratitude.

His strength is not worthy of a sword intent blow.

Truly facing the sword of the sword Dao Tianjiao, he had a better understanding of his Yin attribute sword intent.

"You're welcome."

A sword pierced through his throat.

That's it.

(End of chapter)