"The sword rises to the wind and the clouds, and the sword reincarnates," followed Ding Xiaoyi's shout as if he was singing. The long sword in his hand stirred up two sword energies of different natures and colors.
A gray sword energy and a white sword energy were intertwined. The two sword energies were intertwined, forming a mysterious rune pattern that looked like a divine skill.
The two kinds of sword energy condensed on Ding Xiaoyi's long sword became more and more solid, and the power of the sky was emitted from the two entangled sword energies.
"Cut", Ding Xiaoyi shouted, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed hard at the man in white.
The two gray-white sword energy struck at the man in white with a force as powerful as tearing the sky apart. But the man in white froze his eyes, and saw the surging aura around him, and he stretched out his palm.
Then he waved his palm towards the gray and white intertwined sword energy. Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed, and the color of the world changed.
Si Wuming raised his palm and struck at the gray and white sword energy. But the gray-white sword energy struck the palm with a devastating force, and the huge palm print went away with the force of cracking.
"Click, click", two slight sounds reached Si Wuming's ears. The gray and white sword energy kept rotating, and the space turned into nothingness under the rotating gray and white sword energy.
With a "swish" sound, the two sword energy passed through Si Wuming's palm, and then struck Si Wuming hard on the head.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure had already disappeared at this moment, and his figure suddenly appeared behind Si Wuming.
Feeling that the powerful sword energy contained the supreme power, Si Wuming's heart trembled inexplicably.
The two intertwined sword energies, gray and white, made him fearful. He was seen swaying and about to retreat, but at this moment a sharp sword light struck hard.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure had already appeared behind Si Wuming. He raised his sword and stabbed Si Wuming in the back.
Si Wuming's body swayed and flew out from the side. That sword only hit an afterimage of Si Wuming, but the gray and white sword energy that struck in the air also tore Si Wuming's afterimage into pieces.
With a flash of sword light, Ding Xiaoyi's movements could be said to be extremely fast. But Si Wuming moved faster, and an afterimage turned into a stream of light and came towards him.
Si Wuming's face was ashen, and the pressure rolling around him was crushing towards Ding Xiaoyi like invisible mountains.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that his movements began to slow down. Using realm to suppress power is the advantage of realm.
Si Wuming's cultivation level was far superior to that of Ding Xiaoyi. He didn't use any fancy moves or unpredictable martial arts, he just used the most ordinary punch to hit Ding Xiaoyi.
"Boom", the sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flashed, and the sword flew towards Si Wuming. When the swords and fists clashed, violent energy was aroused and sputtered in all directions like a rain of arrows.
But Ding Xiaoyi was unable to stop being hit by that punch and kept retreating, and he felt bitter in his heart.
This is a disadvantage in terms of cultivation level, and it is something that he cannot make up for at the moment.
"My Lord, I thought you were so great," Si Wuming waved his long fist again. The space trembled like the earth collapsed, and the long fist was seen compressing the surrounding space, but Ding Xiaoyi was in the compressed space.
"Boom", Ding Xiaoyi's body was blown away by that punch. He felt as if his body was being torn apart, and he was in severe pain all over his body.
As soon as his figure stabilized, a figure in white once again shuttled through the space. The sword light flashed, and Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly raised his sword to resist.
But that punch hit the sword firmly. Kuangba's fists surged forward and headed straight for his arm.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure shook a few times, and a line of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"What qualifications do you have to fight with the master of this palace? Are you worthy?" The white-clothed figure disappeared and appeared next to Ding Xiaoyi again.
He slapped Ding Xiaoyi hard on the back.
"Pfft..." Ding Xiaoyi's blood stained the sky, and his body kept rolling in the void. As soon as his figure settled down, the figure in white suddenly appeared above his head.
"Go down", a sharp shout exploded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears like spring thunder.
"Boom", Si Wuming volleyed and punched Ding Xiaoyi's head. The violent punch directly knocked Ding Xiaoyi's body off the ground in Shangzhou City.
Ding Xiaoyi's body was seen falling towards the ground of Shangzhou City like a cannonball. then
With a "boom", Ding Xiaoyi's body fell to a house, directly smashing the house into a huge pit.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was in a miserable state. The bones around him seemed to have been almost shattered by Si Wuming, and there was bright red blood at the corner of his mouth.
Severe pain surged through his body like a wave. Ding Xiaoyi grinned and stood up. He felt like all the bones in his body were broken.
Then he raised his head and looked at the man in white standing in the sky. He grinned, revealing a sinister and evil smile.
"Are you in the Ascension Realm or the Ascension Realm?" Ding Xiaoyi asked with a serious smile on his lips.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was like a demon emerging from the Nine Nether Hell, bloodthirsty and ferocious. The man in white frowned slightly. He felt a strange aura coming from Ding Xiaoyi's body. This aura gave him a feeling of palpitations.
Even though his cultivation was several realms higher than that of Ding Xiaoyi, he still had an illusion of heart palpitations.
"The Heavenly Laws of the Cangxuan Realm cannot be adapted to the Heavenly Realm, so the master of this palace has no choice but to lower his realm to the Feathering Realm." Si Wuming's words showed strong confidence, and he said quietly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"It turns out it's the realm of ascending to heaven. It's not a real immortal. In fact, it's not a big deal." Ding Xiaoyi grinned, showing his serious white teeth.
Family Master Jiang, Master Ji and others wanted to save their own clansman, but several figures in black robes blocked them.
Every figure burst out with a wild aura, and the supreme pressure crushed everyone. Every black-robed figure has a cultivation level above the super level, and the pressure of the realm of ascension arises spontaneously.
The coercion was like invisible mountains crushing down on everyone, making everyone feel nervous.
Several figures stopped everyone, with a look of amusement on their faces. The powerful pressure suppressed everyone into fear, and the cultivation aura they released was also suppressed by those majestic and powerful auras.
"Hey...", and the four figures had almost reached the entrance above the giant cauldron. A huge aura surged from the giant cauldron.
I saw four red rays of light emerging from the four figures, and the red light became more and more intense.
Seeing the four figures quickly jumping to the entrance above the giant cauldron, the Jiang family master showed a look of horror in his eyes, and they wanted to move towards the top of the giant cauldron.
However, those figures in black robes released their cultivation auras, and the violent cultivation pressure shrouded the Jiang family leader and others, while Shang Tianqi and others looked shocked.
Several waves of coercion were crushing towards them like invisible mountains, making them unable to move.
They could only watch as the four figures almost disappeared into the entrance of the giant cauldron.
"Master Shang, my Fu family is sorry for your business." Fu Yingxiong's eyes showed a stern light, and he shouted to Shang Tianqi.
"Boom..." As soon as Fu Yingxiong finished speaking, a violent aura arose around him. That violent aura contains the power to destroy the world.
But Fu Yingxiong's face turned extremely red, his body suddenly bulged, and his violent aura became more and more intense.
"Fu Yingxiong, what do you want to do?" Shang Tianqi looked at Fu Yingxiong, whose aura was constantly rising, and he couldn't help but ask in a solemn voice.
But Fu Yingxiong showed him a bitter, helpless and sad smile, with a look of determination on his face.
"Tsk, Fu Yingxiong, are you going to blow yourself up?" The hoarse voice of a black-robed figure rang in Fu Yingxiong's ears, but Fu Yingxiong was shocked.
"Even if I die, I will still support you." A ferocious look appeared on Fu Yingxiong's face, and he shouted sternly.
Then, the aura around him rose again and again, and a violent aura surged up.
"Fu Yingxiong, no," Shang Tianqi showed a tragic look in his eyes, and he shouted to Fu Yingxiong.
The heads of the Jiang family and the Ji family also had tragic looks in their eyes, but they were suppressed by the several Ascension Realm overhauls and were unable to move even half a minute.
They could only watch helplessly as Fu Yingxiong's violent aura rose to the extreme, but they were helpless.
