"Hiss...", the space was torn open before his eyes, and a gray shadow emerged from the ground. The sword in the gray shadow's hand stabbed towards his throat with a fierce murderous intent.
Ding Xiaoyi felt alert and immediately leaned back, as the gray shadow and the sword light brushed past the tip of his nose.
Ding Xiaoyi turned around, and the long sword in his hand turned into layers of sword shadows and moved towards the gray shadow.
When the long sword in his hand arrived in front of the gray shadow, the gray shadow melted into the shadow of the tree like a dot of light, and the gray shadow just disappeared.
Ding Xiaoyi was shocked, but he had never seen such a strange movement technique. Just when Ding Xiaoyi was frightened, a treacherous thorn-like figure broke out from the ground under his feet, and the thorns shone with a frightening luster.
Ding Xiaoyi's left hand flashed with white light, and he raised the Xuantian Seal in his hand and struck it hard at the thorny figure.
"Boom...", the ground shook, and strong winds splashed everywhere. Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look at Xuantian Seal and couldn't help being surprised.
Wherever there was that weird figure in the huge pit created by Xuantian Seal, only a huge pit appeared in front of him.
The strange figure had long since disappeared. Ding Xiaoyi's heart tightened, and a chill spread down his spine.
A ghostly figure appeared behind him, a figure shrouded in black clothes.
The man in black didn't say anything. He only saw the thorn in his hand rising, his body constantly changing in the air, and countless black shadows rushing towards Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi felt his scalp numb. This was the first time he encountered such a strange movement technique. The cultivation aura of this thorny figure was nothing more than the realm of transcendent destiny, but it gave him a strange and deadly sense of danger.
Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened, but he did not expect that another peerless killer would appear. And this killer is obviously different from the first three sword pavilion elders.
This is a real killer, and also the most cunning killer, who knows how to find the opportunity and how to deliver a fatal blow.
But Ding Xiaoyi is an ancestor of killers himself. Although he doesn't know what kind of movement the man in black uses, he does know his next move.
He raised his cold eyes, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a thousand-foot sword light. The sword light swept towards the countless black shadows like the dazzling sun.
The countless black shadows seemed to have evaporated in the scorching sun-like sword light, leaving only the faint black shadow among the mottled tree shadows.
The weak black shadows gathered more and more, and Ding Xiaoyi's expression changed slightly. This was the strange skill of the Shadow Clan.
But he didn't expect that there were people from the Shadow Clan in the Jiange. Although he was not sure whether Ran Qingchen, the shopkeeper of Ran Qingchen, was a member of the Shadow Clan, he was certain that the man in black robe next to Ran Qingchen was a member of the Shadow Clan.
The figures melting under the shade of the trees in front of them are also members of the Shadow Clan, and they are also strong men of the Shadow Clan.
Everywhere you look are the towering trees that cover the sky like the setting sun, with mottled shadows. The shadow clan strongman, who was like a thorn in the shadow, perfectly blended his figure into the shadow of the tree.
As a result, Ding Xiaoyi could not be traced, and the shadow of the tree was that of the Shadow Clan member, which also put Ding Xiaoyi into trouble for a while.
"Hey..." Another sound that broke through the air reached his ears. He looked at it and found that the mottled tree shadows began to twist.
A gray shadow emerged from the mottled and twisted tree shadows. Then, a dazzling sword light shot out with shocking force.
Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly, he blocked the sword with his hand, and the gray figure rushed towards him with his sword. There was a crisp sound of the jingle ringing, and Ding Xiaoyi felt his wrist sink, and a heavy impact surged in, making his figure keep retreating.
After he removed the violent impact, the gray shadow melted into the mottled tree shadows. There was no trace of aura coming out of the shadow clan strongman. Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and saw the mottled and twisted tree shadows everywhere he could see.
Such a strange movement technique made him feel no fear in his heart. He stared at the mottled tree shadows with concentration, and then a gray shadow slowly appeared from behind him.
There was a "choking" sword cry, and Ding Xiaoyi issued a warning with his long sword. Without even looking, he stabbed himself behind with his backhand.
The sword light flashed away, and a shadow began to dissipate under the long sword, and the shadow merged into the mottled tree shadows.
The attack returned in vain, and Ding Xiaoyi felt a sense of powerlessness. The yin-yang samsara eyes in the sea of consciousness automatically appeared in his eyes without him calling him, and faint light surged out from the yin-yang samsara eyes.
Through the yin and yang samsara eyes, he saw a group of black shadows that were constantly moving. That black shadow was a member of the Shadow Clan.
He raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword light was brilliant and dazzling, and it stabbed at the moving black shadow with the force of thunder.
"One sword, day and night," Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply. The speed of the long sword was very slow, like the endless glow of dusk, but the moving figure stagnated uncontrollably.
With a sound of "hiss...", the long sword penetrated the black shadow, and the sword light tore the black shadow apart.
"Hmph", a dull humming sound reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears. His long sword immediately turned again, and a faint sword light seemed to go directly from the morning glow to the bloody dusk.
Time seemed to stand still for that moment. Only that sword roared from the long river of time, time stopped, and the space trembled inexplicably.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand pierced into the void on the side. It was the true form of the Shadow Clan. The people of the Shadow Clan have a shadow body and a true body. The true body is immortal and the shadow body is immortal.
However, the shadow body and the main body will also devour each other, allowing the cultivation level to reach a higher level. Although Ding Xiaoyi didn't know much about the Shadow Clan people, it was enough.
"One sword sees the world." The power of the law of time that surged from the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand passed instantly, and he shouted angrily again.
The long sword in his hand seemed to become heavier, and his pace began to slow down. The long sword in his hand stabbed flatly into the void beside him.
There was a "pop" sound, and the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh was heard. As the sword stabbed the shadow clansman like a thorn, the surrounding trees trembled inexplicably.
The mottled tree shadows were like exploding glass vase, with spider web-like cracks bursting open.
"How did you find out?" There was a look of reluctance on the face of the shadow clan member. He laid out many shadow bodies, but Ding Xiaoyi still easily found his true body.
The long sword pierced through the chest of the Shadow Tribe man, and blood gurgled like spring water.
"You rely too much on your own unique abilities. This is your advantage, but it is also your disadvantage. If one day you no longer regard yourself as a Shadow Clan person, then you will not ask such stupid questions." Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes and replied calmly.
"I understand, it turns out that the shackles in our hearts are actually our advantage." A pale face emerged from the twisted shadow of the tree.
Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled. It was an exquisite and flawless face, with jade-like facial features perfectly inlaid together.
This is a woman with a face as delicate as a jade sculpture. As the twisted black shadow cracked open like a glass vase, what caught Ding Xiaoyi's eyes was a graceful and colorful body.
A black tights showed off her exquisite curves to the fullest. The long sword still stayed on the chest of the Shadow Clan woman.
Although Ding Xiaoyi is not a humble gentleman who cares about flowers and jade, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw such a beautiful woman with skin as thick as gel being stabbed in the chest by his sword.
The delicate-faced Shadow Clan woman had a relieved smile on her face, and then she fell softly.
This sword contains the power of various laws of heaven and earth, and the power of various laws of heaven and earth turned into supreme power, cutting off the life of this Shadow Clan girl.
Ding Xiaoyi pulled out the sword with trembling hands. He did not dare to look at the pair of jewel-like eyes and the delicate face of relief.
"Thank you." The Shadow Clan woman showed a sad smile to Ding Xiaoyi, and Ding Xiaoyi held the dying woman in his arms.
He has never been a soft-hearted person, nor is he an affectionate person. But seeing this sad and beautiful face, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
"I have a sister, her name is Ran Xiyao. If I meet her, please help me take good care of her." The sad and beautiful Shadow Clan woman said intermittently, and then her body turned into flying stars, and under Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, It was spinning in front of me.
A burst of spiritual rain fell down, and the faint body fragrance of the Shadow Clan girl still remained in the spiritual rain.
