At this time, the sword energy surged into the sky, and the sword intention roared into the sky,
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out bursts of sword chants,
There was solemnity and solemnity in his eyes, and the Gang Qi surging around him turned into a strong wind and huge waves.
"Hey...",
The sword cry from the long sword resounded through the night sky, and he and the long sword became one.
A supreme aura of destruction emerged spontaneously.
The power of destruction seems to be able to suppress all gods, and the power of destruction has the power to kill immortals and destroy gods.
Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a faint sword light.
The dark sword light struck towards the light of the silver blade that shrouded the head.
"hiss……",
When the ghostly sword light and the silver blade light collided,
The space made an inexplicable trembling and dull sound, and the large net transformed into the light of the silver blade burst apart inch by inch in the dark sword light.
The long sword's faint light pierced the night sky, as if there was only the faint sword light left between heaven and earth.
And Ding Xiaoyi is the super god who dominates the world. He has a slender figure and a sword in his hand stabbing straight into the night sky.
"Hey...",
A sharp, high-pitched sound exploded in the sky above the night sky,
Ding Xiaoyi's figure turned into a huge long sword, and the long sword struck hard against the light of the silver blade.
When the skinny old man saw this, his face turned pale.
The spells in his mouth sped up, and the movements of his hands were as fast as the wind.
The silver blade light above the night sky shrouded fiercely towards the faint sword light with a whistling sound.
"hiss……",
There was a sound like tearing through the night sky, and the sword light was seen tearing apart the silver blade light network.
Ding Xiaoyi's body flew out from the light of the silver blade,
His body is shaped like a sword, and his whole body is filled with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
As soon as his figure turned around, the light aroused by the long sword became even stronger.
"Crack" sound,
I saw the light of the silver blade spreading around like water patterns,
The long sword rose through the light, and the powerful destructive power strangled the light of the silver blade.
And the light of the silver blade also disintegrated and turned into starlight that filled the sky and scattered around.
A pair of cold eyes revealed a strong murderous intent,
Ding Xiaoyi and his sword shuttled out of the silver blade light.
His figure was frozen in mid-air, and his eyes fell on the skinny old man.
"not good",
The skinny old man's heart trembled,
He felt like he was locked by a supreme sword intent, and he wanted to leave without even thinking about it.
His choice was wise, but Ding Xiaoyi would never go as he wished.
Ding Xiaoyi and his sword turned into a ray of light and shot towards the skinny old man.
"Hey...",
Wherever the long sword passed, everything turned into nothingness.
The space cracked open inch by inch in front of the long sword, and Ding Xiaoyi seemed to have transcended the limitations of space and time. Guardian Zuo, who was as skinny as a bamboo pole, could only see the sword light expanding in his pupils.
He wanted to pull away and escape, but found that his whole body had been imprisoned by a mysterious sword energy.
It's too late, it's too late,
Ding Xiaoyi and his sword turned into a ray of light and passed through the figure of the skinny old man.
There was a flash of sword light, and the skinny Guardian Zuo felt like a warm breeze blowing past his face.
Immediately afterwards,
Protector Zuo felt a tearing pain coming from his throat.
His eyes opened angrily, and his lips moved several times, but he couldn't say a word.
"Gudu...",
There were strange sounds coming from Guardian Zuo's throat.
A surge of blood splattered straight up, and he seemed to see the full moon shaped like a silver plate dyed red by the surge of blood.
"Bang" sound,
The sword energy filled with endless destructive power directly exploded the head of the skinny old man like a bamboo pole.
Even his soul didn't escape, and the sword energy was just extinguished.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure staggered out,
He held the long sword and felt a sense of exhaustion all over his body.
This was when he used all his strength to use a forbidden technique. This forbidden technique took away half of his cultivation.
He looked at the headless corpse, his eyes as cold as frost.
Could this be the true strength of Da Xiu ten thousand years ago? He felt an invisible pressure coming over him.
It only took the skinny old man three years to recover his cultivation.
When he was in Qingyang Sect,
What he met were some super-level overhauls who had just taken away their bodies, and they had not yet adapted to the bodies of those who had their bodies taken away.
After they adapted to the body of the one whose body was taken away,
The cultivation and combat effectiveness they displayed should not be underestimated, which made Ding Xiaoyi feel a little pressured.
If this is the true strength of the Xiazhou Martial League's body-snatchers,
Then other body snatchers would be so difficult to deal with, which allowed him to see the true master style of that glorious era ten thousand years ago.
What kind of splendid era was that splendid era thousands of years ago?
He longed for it, if he were in that brilliant era.
So with his strength and cultivation, how high can he stand?
Ding Xiaoyi shook his head,
He abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind and looked around.
It was discovered that all the experts hiding in the darkness had disappeared.
The moonlight poured down like a ghost, and there was silence on the street.
A sword shattered the silver blade,
The two goose egg-sized iron balls in the hands of the skinny old man also turned into a pile of powder, and Ding Xiaoyi thought it was a pity.
He rewrapped the long sword stained with blood and put it on his back.
The long street is deserted and quiet, and the bright moon shines like silver.
Only the sound of the footsteps echoed in the vast night.
Back to the inn,
Ding Xiaoyi quickly fell asleep, he was too tired. The next day,
Ding Xiaoyi got up very early, as if there was an alarm clock in his body, he got up early.
Princess Dayong is going to visit King Xia,
In the nineteen states of Dayong, each state has a prince who lives in Tibet.
In Xiazhou, there was also a prince who came from Tibet and was called the King of Xia.
King Xia is a kind old man,
He does not have the graceful and luxurious temperament of royal blood, but he has a market aura.
He doesn't have any airs of condescension or domineering air.
Ding Xiaoyi brought Princess Dayong and the maid to Prince Xia's Mansion.
However, Prince Xia's Mansion is very large, with dozens of courtyards inside, and each courtyard has a peerless beauty.
In the words of King Xia, he enjoyed endless wealth and glory in his life, and his only hobbies were fishing and beauties.
King Xia is the uncle of the current Emperor Yong, but his age has always been a mystery.
He seemed to be in his seventies,
But his face was rosy, and there wasn't even a wrinkle on his forehead.
His body is a bit bloated, perhaps this is what ordinary people call a broad-minded and fat body.
Moreover, Ding Xiaoyi also learned that King Xia once helped this grandniece, and this kindness has always been remembered by Princess Xiahou Xiying of Dayong.
Seeing this well-proportioned courtyard with different styles, Ding Xiaoyi secretly clicked his tongue.
This King of Xia is really full of life,
She is so old that she can hide her beauty in a golden house, and she is not just a beautiful woman.
As soon as he saw Princess Dayong, King Xia showed an amiable smile on his face.
Princess Dayong, on the other hand, bowed to the other party Yingying, with thoughtful etiquette and tenderness.
"I didn't expect that Princess Xiying has grown so big, and I didn't expect that you would come to Xiazhou to see me."
King Xia hurriedly helped Princess Dayong up, then looked at her a lot, and couldn't help but sigh.
"How is Grandpa Xia's health these days?"
Princess Dayong stood up, but her beautiful eyes were sparkling, and her King Xia asked softly.
But King Xia laughed heartily, and his laughter was full of energy, which could be said to be as lively as a dragon.
An old man and a young man were sitting in the elegant waterside pavilion.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to disturb the family warmth between Dayong and King Xia, so he stood not far from the waterside pavilion.
His sword intent spread to all directions, but there were many masters in Prince Xia's palace.
There is a master hiding in the dark places, and several teams of guards are shuttled through this huge courtyard.
There are dozens of teams of guards in more than ten courtyards, and they perform their duties without any neglect.
The patrolling guards and the hidden masters formed a big net, covering Prince Xia's palace airtightly.
In an attic deep in the Xia Prince's Mansion,
A pair of eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyi. The attic was the tallest building in Prince Xia's palace. Standing on it, one could overlook the entire palace.
And Ding Xiaoyi also felt the eyes that never moved away, but his sword intention could not penetrate so far, because it was the deepest pavilion of Prince Xia's palace.
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