Jiang Ding gathered momentum for a long time and slashed it with a sword.

Originally, he came here just to catch the Holy Son of the Six Daos, but it was a coincidence that he found the sneaky Burning Sun Sword.

Just as it was easy, the instinctive killing intent in my heart bloomed.

The French and the Italian can be used,

But the one that has the greatest effect on sword cultivation and sword intent sharpening is still sword intent!

The Blazing Sun Sword in front of him has reached the level of having an effect.

“…… Kill! ”

Under life and death, the Burning Sun Sword roared, burning mana, suppressing a trace of panic that inexplicably rose in his heart into his heart, and breaking free from the state of mana condensation.

A mouthful of pure gold swords emerged from his chest, one for seven, each swallowing the golden flames on the golden hair, twisting and deforming, and seven flaming golden lions each emerged, their manes dazzling with golden dazzling.

Roar!

The scorching sun sword intent exploded to the extreme, and the seven flames formed a sword formation, each roaring angrily, and the sound waves of the Dao Pure Gold Yilian spread from their mouths, and finally completely dispersed the surrounding shattering sword intent suppression.

"You're a sword cultivator!"

"Yes, yes!"

The horror in the heart of the Burning Sun Sword was gone, and a fanatical battle intent rose in his heart.

Powerful sword cultivation!

Without any perception, just instinct, he could clearly know that as long as he defeated the person in front of him and killed the person in front of him.

His sword intent, his cultivation, and his future path will be transformed in unimaginable qualitative ways!

Comparable to the elixir!

In the bottom of my heart, there was even an extreme mixture of awe and longing.

Fear, longing.

As well as killing.

Then, take its place!

"Blaze!"

Sun Sword roared.

Roar!

The seven flaming golden lions roared, and the rolling flames were triggered, and the golden flames gathered from their hair to their mouths, turning into pillars of golden light that were enough to melt the gods, and they all spewed out towards the youth in the center.

Seven flames of flame obscured the sky, and even caused the space to appear like waves.

With the body of Jin Dan, he touched the realm of Yuan Ying.

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

At this time, a distant land.

Buzzing!

There were bursts of tyrannical killing intent from the Taiqing Flying Sword, buzzing and trembling, and instinctively recording the divine soul and exercise information of the Burning Sun Sword.

She sent a message of 'This vein is gone, it should all be killed, to set an example, no, there is no need to set an example, this behavior needs to be encouraged, but this is tradition, it needs to be killed. Something like that.

"Shut up."

Jiang Ding didn't bother to pay attention to this flying sword with too much spirituality, let alone that it was so far away.

The silver-white sword fell.

Shout!

The Burning Sun Sword watched as the ordinary long sword turned into seven in the moment it fell, and each sword light had the aura of breaking the spirit destroying the law, slowly slashing from the seven flame pillars and from the eyebrows of the Flame Golden Lion.

Severe pain in the soul.

Under the silver sword light, the scorching sun sword intent collapsed at the touch of a button, and there was a difference between the two, which should not be compared together.

After the sword intent, it is the highly condensed Blazing Sun Sword Qi and the Great Sun Tianyan collected from the Great Sun Heavenly Pool of the Northern Plains, the combination of the two, is the sword book that is famous in the Northern Plains and faintly known as the first inheritance of the Northern Plains.

At this point, both collapse.

From an outsider's point of view, it was seven silver sword lights that passed through the seven flaming golden lions, and the flaming golden lion's body stiffened and never moved again.

After waiting for a while,

A small blue slit formed in the center of the seven-headed flaming golden lion's eyebrows, slowly parting to the sides, collapsing into nothingness.

The seven flaming golden lions collapsed, leaving only a golden sword with dim spiritual light remaining, and it flew backwards.

Under one sword, swordsmanship is defeated!

"Impossible!"

Frightened, the Sun Sword awoke from the frenzy of the following crimes, and desperately bit the tip of his tongue, trying to burn his essence and blood for a final fight.

"No!"

"I still have a chance!"

There was a sudden pain in his chest, and his body staggered a few steps in the sky, unable to maintain his shape.

"It's ......"

The Burning Sun Sword lowered his head.

Two silver light flying swords, I don't know when they had come to his chest, gently pierced into it, pierced through the heart, and the devastating sword intent spread all over his body.

"The pinnacle of sword light differentiation...... I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

Lieyang Jianzi smiled sadly: "With such sword intent, how can swordsmanship be mediocre." ”

"Where did you come from, how can Beiyuan have a Jindan sword cultivator with a sword path that surpasses me?"

No, people with strong sword intent and mediocre swordsmanship exist.

Jiang Ding looked at him quietly and added in his heart.

Yu Qianzi, the Wheel Sword of the Five Elements Heavenly Sect, and countless others have been mercilessly ridiculed.

Fortunately, the upper limit of the strength of this doppelganger is not high, and so is the sword intent, otherwise it would be troublesome for people to see it.

It's nothing, but it's a bit of a shame.

"Do you have the life-saving hole card that the Infant Monk gave you?"

Jiang Ding said lightly: "If not, I'm very sorry, you're going to die, because in my estimation, you should have it." ”

Rumble!

The body of the Burning Sun Sword exploded from his chest, turning into countless spiritual lights, piercing through the space, and flying away into the distance at a speed that even a Yuan Infant Cultivator would be afraid of.

Between breaths, there was no trace.

In the sword light, a sword intent that was just to the sun, and the sword intent that saw the world bloomed, and a long-bearded old man could be vaguely seen sitting in the sea of clouds, staring into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yuanying Peak Monk, Jianyang True Monarch!

Before he was severely injured by the two ancestors of the Great Sun Sect and the Northern Plains Righteous Demon, he was known as the strongest person in the Northern Plains!

Obviously, on the sword of the Great Sun Sword Sect, he left a life-saving hole card, which was enough to escape from the hands of the late Yuan Infant Cultivator, so that this young sword cultivator would not be bullied by others with the Great Realm.

The battle between the two is a long story, but in fact, it is only a breath away, and everything has already happened.

The Lieyang Sword appeared, the Lieyang Sword came out of the sword, and the Lieyang Sword fled with the Yuanying hole card and disappeared.

Jiang Ding retracted his gaze and quietly stared at the Jindan monk in front of him, who was like a celestial and a man, vaguely similar to the appearance of the Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch carved by the statue of the Luoxu Sect.

“…… Pavilion...... Your Excellency ......"

The scalp of the Holy Son of the Six Realms was numb, and a chill appeared all over his body, and he suspected that he was dazzled, and the scene just now was not real.

The Burning Sun Sword, faintly known as the No. 1 Golden Pill in the Northern Plains, chased himself to the heavens and the earth, and had to escape with the help of the Burning Sun Sword, defeated?

In just one breath, he was defeated by the sword path that he was most proud of!

"You're very lucky."

"Yin Daoyou."

Jiang Ding said softly: "I am a person who does not care about past grudges, although the Divine Crow True Monarch of the Six Dao Sect destroyed my Tushan Immortal City, but I am not ready to kill you this time." ”

"You just need to hand over the storage bag, all the magic weapons on your body, and then do one thing for me."

Theoretically speaking, the formation of the Ancestral Hall of the Luoxu Sect required three hundred Golden Pill monks to break through.

But the stakes are very high, and it is natural to leave some of the margin to prevent accidents, and not to step on the point.

As for letting go of the great enemy, it will lead to disaster in the future.

That's not all.

"How?"

Jiang Ding held the hilt of his sword in his hand and asked again.

"Thank you...... Fellow Daoists, I am grateful. ”

The Holy Son of the Six Paths was not provoked, but squeezed out a grateful smile, took out the storage bag on his body, put in the many magic weapons he carried with him, and deliberately threw them out gently, to show that he was not playing with other means.

Han Lin's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

This devil is so easy to talk to?

"Daoyou is not sincere."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly and looked around.

Airplanes!

The sky suddenly went dark.

The six-pole black banner stood in the sky, obscuring the sky and the sun, giving birth to a stream of cold black qi from the underworld and hell to block the surroundings and cut off the entry of the divine consciousness.

There are all kinds of situations in the world, the gods and gods of the divine court sit high, the hell Shura looks up to the sky and roars, and hundreds of millions of evil ghosts devour human souls and other six scenes emerge one after another, and the reincarnation is immortal.

(End of chapter)