Ding Xiaoyi put his left hand around Senior Sister Lin's slender waist,
He raised his gaze, and then led Senior Sister Lin out of the jungle.
Since it is impossible to take Senior Sister Lin into Kunwu Peak, the only option is to send Senior Sister Lin back to Xuanshuang Peak.
He believed that it was impossible for these sword slaves to go on a killing spree at Xuanshuang Peak, and he felt that this method would work.
But when he and Senior Sister Lin were about to reach the edge of the jungle,
Several figures surrounded them like maggots attached to bones.
Looking at this group of weird ghost-faced sword cultivators, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.
"Put her down and you can enter Kunwu Peak."
The hoarse voice of a ghost-faced man was as ugly as that of a night owl. He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Senior Sister Lin beside Ding Xiaoyi.
As soon as Senior Sister Lin heard the words of the ghost-faced sword cultivator.
Her expression couldn't help but change,
She couldn't help but tremble all over because she saw that Ding Xiaoyi seemed to be deep in thought.
There was a hint of bitterness in her heart, it was really retribution.
He and Junior Sister Ye plotted against this commoner boy, and his own life was in the hands of this boy.
As long as this young man leaves him alone, these ghost-faced men will kill him without hesitation.
She knows the methods of these ghost-faced people best.
She had also heard a certain elder from Xuanshuang Peak say that the sword slaves obeyed the orders of one master, with the purpose of eliminating dissidents.
I don’t know how many sword pavilion disciples or elders have lost their lives at the hands of these sword slaves.
"Ding Xiaoyi, don't abandon me",
Senior Sister Lin begged Ding Xiaoyi in horror.
The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth raised slightly as he looked at the frightened oval face that turned pale and bloodless.
Although Senior Sister Lin can't be considered to have a look that will captivate a country, she can still be considered to have a superior appearance.
Her body as white as snow had already been seen by him.
It's just that he doesn't understand why Senior Sister Lin is not a virgin.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi’s evil smile,
Senior Sister Lin was ashamed and scared. She couldn't help but hold Ding Xiaoyi's skirt tightly.
She was deeply afraid that Ding Xiaoyi would leave her alone.
Her mood at the moment was full of mixed emotions.
Ding Xiaoyi was plotted by her, but in the end he still had to beg Ding Xiaoyi.
"What they are looking for is you, what does it have to do with me!"
A meaningful smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face.
In Senior Sister Lin's eyes, that smile was like a cunning thousand-year-old fox.
Her heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom again.
Why should the other party want to protect her? He also plotted against the other party.
"If you can save my life, no matter what you ask for, I will satisfy you."
A blush like the sunset appeared on Senior Sister Lin's face.
The blush has spread to her delicate jade neck,
And she lowered her head slightly, feeling shy.
"Is anything possible?" The smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became even stronger,
He moved his gaze to Senior Sister Lin's delicate and blushing Yu Jinpo, and then moved his gaze downwards.
Senior Sister Lin was even more ashamed and frightened, and Ding Xiaoyi's eyes seemed to cover her whole body.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this." Ding Xiaoyi smiled casually again.
Senior Sister Lin trembled all over, and her face became even hotter.
"Why do you want to kill people and silence them?"
Ding Xiaoyi turned his eyes to the ghost-faced sword cultivators surrounding him, and then asked in a solemn voice.
"You don't need to know this. As long as you let her go, you can naturally go to Kunwu Peak."
The hoarse voice of a ghost-faced man sounded,
The other ghost-faced sword cultivators were holding the long swords in their hands and looking coldly at Ding Xiaoyi and Senior Sister Lin.
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In fact, I really dislike her. Although I don't know why she plotted against me, she is now my prisoner and no one can take her away. "
Ding Xiaoyi said very domineeringly.
"Do you think you can enter Kunwu Peak with her?" The ghost-faced man's hoarse voice sounded again.
Ding Xiaoyi's whole body was filled with strong self-confidence.
"It's not up to you to decide whether you can enter Kunwu Peak or not."
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, he saw the long sword in his hand raised, and the sword glow was dazzling.
Although his spiritual sea was completely destroyed, he was not afraid of these sword slaves.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine."
The ghost-faced man shouted loudly, and several figures turned into ghosts and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.
I saw several long swords with a faint cold light thrust towards Ding Xiaoyi with a strong aura of death.
Ding Xiaoyi slapped her left hand, right on Senior Sister Lin's buttocks.
A numbing sensation spread like an electric current.
"You hurry up",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply, he had already released the restrictions on Senior Sister Lin.
The long sword in his hand turned into layers of sword shadows and attacked the ghost-faced men.
A moment of time,
Among the mottled shadows of the trees, the sword light was like a glow, and several figures were intertwined together.
Senior Sister Lin's eyes showed a complicated look,
She looked at Ding Xiaoyi who was surrounded by several sword slaves.
Finally, she bit her silver teeth and flew into the air.
Senior Sister Lin rushed towards Xuan Shuang Peak. She knew that staying would only drag down Ding Xiaoyi and Ding Xiaoyi.
"Shua...",
Just as Senior Sister Lin flew into the sky, a ray of light shot out from the dark jungle.
A long sword stabbed at him with a strong aura of death.
Don't see him,
I saw the flying sword piercing the void and piercing Senior Sister Lin's chest with lightning speed.
"ah……",
Senior Sister Lin was immediately frightened and turned pale, and she let out a horrified scream.
There was a flash of light in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, and the innocent dagger turned into a meteor and hit the flying sword.
And at the same time,
The layers of sword energy from the long sword in his right hand were like a giant wave that enveloped the ghost-faced sword cultivators.
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BlackYing held the seal with both hands, and the sword shadows in the sky turned into a bright sword array and shot towards Senior Sister Lin.
Ding Xiaoyi just finished killing the last sword slave,
He then saw a black shadow holding a sword hand with both hands and controlling the sword shadows all over the sky to shoot towards Senior Sister Lin.
This is Qingmangfeng’s sword-controlling technique.
But he didn't expect that the last killer move would be Qingmang Peak's sword control.
Without even thinking about it, he pointed the sword in his hand straight at the sky.
"One sword day and night",
With his sharp shout,
He and his sword turned into a ball of dazzling sword light and attacked the sword shadow that filled the sky.
Ding Xiaoyi's movements were so fast that he stood in front of Senior Sister Lin.
At this moment, the sword shadow that filled the sky stopped in an instant.
Ding Xiaoyi's sword stirred up the power of the law of time, causing the sword shadow in the sky to stop for a moment.
Ding Xiaoyi's long sword pierced the air and stirred into the sword shadow that filled the sky.
"Dang, Dang, Dang,...",
A crisp and melodious chirping sound sounded, and strings of lightning and fire flashed out.
Ding Xiaoyi's body kept retreating.
I saw countless sword shadows hitting the long sword in his hand, and the huge impact made him retreat uncontrollably.
After a flash of lightning,
Ding Xiaoyi's body has already retreated in front of Senior Sister Lin, and he has no way to retreat.
And that sword's mighty power finally blocked the attacks of countless flying swords.
Ding Xiaoyi also breathed a long sigh of relief.
Across from him, a ghost-faced swordsman with a majestic aura looked at him with a stern look.
Ding Xiaoyi's feet were littered with long swords.
Each long sword emitted a heart-stopping cold light, and the sword-wielding master once again raised his hands to make seals.
Ding Xiaoyi looked intently at the sword slave who was once again holding the sword seal with his hands.
Just when he was about to use his sword move again, a sharp tearing pain suddenly surged through his back.
A sharp weapon stabbed into his back, and cold murderous intent immediately enveloped him.
