Chapter 937: Folding Willows as Swords

"What do you think, if you are cowardly, then now, you have already urged this sword array, with this rain of swords, piercing my heart, I guarantee in the name of the Jiangnan Sword Sect Sect Master, there will be absolutely no resistance. ”

"And I promise, Your Excellency Lin Jiuxuan's three words can deter the entire Jingnan in one day, and become famous at a young age, this is probably the purpose of your trip, and you can get what you want. ”

Below, Ding Daoming lifted his hand and shook it out, with a little smile on his face, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and it had a bit of fairy wind and bones.

He looked at the sword rain and sword qi in the sky, and the amazement in his heart was self-evident.

Within the Jiangnan Sword Sect, this prison sword array has been circulating for many years, but no one has ever succeeded in urging it, and now, it has really appeared in front of Ding Daoming's eyes.

"You're going to fight me?"

Lin Yi was condescending, looking at Ding Daoming standing outside the sword mound, his eyes playful.

"Not bad!"

Ding Daoming nodded: "Since you are an enemy of my Jiangnan Sword Sect, as the sect master, I naturally have the obligation to defend the majesty of this sect and fight with you!"

Hearing Ding Daoming's words, He Yunxiao and the others below were a little complicated.

"This Jiangnan Sword Sect Sect Sect Master is extraordinary, it's not bad, it's rare to see, but isn't his brain not very good, he actually wants this kid to give up this formation and jump down to fight him?

"This kid is taking advantage of it now, it's a pity, otherwise, the sect master of the Jiangnan Sword Sect came forward, and he wouldn't have overturned this kid with one move?"

"Relying on the blessing of the formation, the sect master of the Jiangnan Sword Sect who can be forced to force him has to discuss with him, and he can be regarded as earning it. ”

Everyone below looked at Ding Daoming over there and sighed.

No matter what means Lin Jiuxuan used who was standing over there, he finally forced the Jiangnan Sword Sect Sect Master out.

Now that Ding Daoming wants to fight alone, doesn't that mean that Lin Jiuxuan wants to give up all his advantages.

A normal person would not choose to do so.

"Okay, then let me see what the strength of the Jiangnan Sword Sect Sect Master is. ”

Lin Yi nodded and spoke softly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone below seemed to have heard something incredible, and they all looked up at the young man in mid-air.

"This kid really has a broken brain. He Yunxiao swallowed his saliva and muttered.

"It's too big, that's the sect master of the Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

"He didn't know the power of the Jiangnan Sword Sect Master, and he really thought that relying on this sword formation, the fox and the fake tiger were his own strength?"

The people down there had all the weird faces on their faces.

They all thought that this guy who called himself Lin Jiuxuan was killing himself.

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he stepped on the long sword that was parked in mid-air with his feet, and went all the way down.

He stood in the sword mound, and the long swords and sword qi that rained around him all stopped aside, and there was no movement, as if someone had pressed the freeze frame.

He Yunxiao and the others only felt that the pressure around them suddenly eased, and many people turned their heads to look.

Under the eyes of everyone, the young man over there slowly walked out of the sword mound, he was carrying a backpack, his hands in his pockets, and his face was flat and walked through the crowd.

Ding Daoming saw Lin Yi walking out of the sword mound, and his face suddenly became happy.

As long as this Lin Jiuxuan in front of him does not have a sword formation in his hand, then Ding Daoming has full confidence to deal with this kid.

"The sword I hold in my hand is clear, since you fight with me, I will not bully you, there are so many swords in the sword shrine, you choose one, and then fight with me. ”

Ding Daoming smiled slightly, and his hand was suddenly clear, glowing with white light, and he had not yet left the scabbard, which already made people feel the cold sword intent.

Chief Swordsman Dai and Swordsman Wang were already standing behind Ding Daoming at this moment.

Zhao Jian and Yu Jinglong were also eyeing each other, staring at Lin Yi in front of them with fierce eyes, looking like they were going to devour Lin Yi completely.

"Before I fight you, I want to know what's inside that coffin. ”

Lin Yi said lightly.

"Coffin?"

Ding Daoming was slightly stunned when he heard Lin Yi's words, and then turned his head to look, when he saw the vertical coffin exposed outside, his face was stunned, and then he shook his head neatly: "I only know that there is a sword array here, but I don't know what is inside the vertical coffin under the sword array." ”

Speaking of this, Ding Daoming's tone was stunned: "Of course, it may also be that inside that vertical coffin, there is the fifth sword, the broken sword Hongchen." ”

"Broken Sword Red Dust ......"

Lin Yi thought silently in his heart, when the dusty ancient sword appeared, when he confronted the coffin, Lin Yi felt that it was a little strange.

It was a strange feeling, indescribable.

"That's right, the sword of Broken Sword Hongchen, although it belongs to one of the five swords of our Sword Sect, but throughout the ages, no one has really seen it, maybe it is among them, it is also possible. Ding Daoming shook his head: "Come on, you go and choose a sword." ”

"Of course, you can also choose the dusty one. ”

The sword of dust is always more domineering than that of Dunqing.

Ding Daoming's statement is also to prevent people from leaving a handle after winning in the end.

"Not necessarily. ”

Lin also walked to the side of the road and stood under a willow tree.

In the midst of everyone's eyes, Lin Yi broke off a seven-foot wicker from the top of the willow tree.

"What do you mean by that?"

Ding Daoming's face was stunned.

"You don't need to take a sword, it's enough to deal with you. ”

Lin Yi shook his head, his tone light.

"He's going to use wicker as a sword!"

"It's crazy!"

"This Lin Jiuxuan, I really don't know how to die!"

Seeing Lin Yi's movements, the audience was shocked.

Zhu Shiqing's face was even more complicated, looking at the guy holding the wicker over there, with a lot of meaning in her eyes.

"You really look down on me Jiangnan Sword Sect! Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ding Daoming's anger surged when he heard this, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword of Dunqing, and the Taoist robe in front of him was hunting, and everyone saw that Ding Daoming, who was still a little distance from the young man, was already holding Dunqing in his hand in the next second, and arrived in front of the young man!

"Within five swords, I will defeat you!"

Ding Daoming snorted coldly, his hand suddenly flashed white, he held the sword in one hand, and the backhand sword body went down from top to bottom, slashing at Lin Yidang's head!

"This is the first sword!"

This sword, before it fell, made the surrounding air cold, and everyone saw that Ding Daoming's hand was clear, and instantly turned into three sword lights, all of which were blessed on the sword body, and those sword lights overlapped each other, and each stack made the strength on the sword body become stronger.

Lin Yi stood under the sword edge of Dunqing, his face was quiet, and he did not move even though the momentum of the sword edge was like a rainbow.

In the eyes of everyone, they saw that Lin Jiuxuan's right hand shook slightly, and his originally weak wicker instantly collapsed straight and sharp.

Thank you for the 恌洧没,(1)苆侒ぬあ、Pure wind、

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