"What?"
Zhao Wuji's heart suddenly flashed, and his eyes showed an expression of disbelief.
He saw a huge millstone looming over the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand.
The millstone was crushing towards his protruding claws,
"Hey, hey, hey...",
The millstone-like sword talisman crushed his protruding giant claw into nothingness.
And the sword talisman millstone remained unabated and rushed towards him fiercely.
"not good",
Zhao Wuji looked shocked,
He felt the supreme coercion contained in the Sword Prison space. This was a force that could destroy the world and was condensed in the Sword Prison space.
He shook the whip in his hand, and the whip wrapped around Ding Xiaoyi automatically fell off.
His wrist flicked again,
The long whip turned into countless whip shadows and swept towards the sword prison space formed by the light of countless sword talismans.
"Bang, bang, bang",
After several dull sounds, the Sword Prison space became extremely unstable amid the layers of whip shadows.
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and stuffed a pill in his hand into his mouth.
There was a "boom" sound,
The aura around Zhao Wuji rose majestically, and an even more dazzling fairy light surrounded him.
The long whip in his hand stirred up a richer ghost light.
He raised the long whip in his hand and whipped it hard towards the crushing sword prison space.
After a dull sound, the sword prison space was finally shattered by the long whip in his hand.
Ding Xiaoyi pointed the long sword in his hand again,
He shot towards Zhao Wuji with his sword.
"One sword day and night",
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up a sword light day and night, and the sword light kept expanding in Zhao Wuji's sight.
The two sword lights that alternated day and night became eerie and heart-stopping,
Zhao Wuji was in a trance,
He seemed to see the change of day and night, and his consciousness became blurred in an instant.
"hiss……",
A slight sound reached Zhao Wuji's ears.
His whole body trembled, and he immediately woke up from that trance.
And the long sword was already approaching his throat,
Zhao Wuji swung the long whip in his hand, and there was a "bang" sound.
The long whip struck the long sword that Ding Xiaoyiji thrust out.
A frightening light burst out from the long whip,
The tidal light turned into countless steel needles and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi's sea of consciousness.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that his brain was about to burst, and another strong wind and huge waves surged up in the sea of consciousness.
He paused,
But Zhao Wuji's body kept retreating.
"Bang, bang, bang" several sonic booms sounded,
Zhao Wuji stepped quickly on the void with his legs,
I saw a series of afterimages swimming on the blood pool.
Ding Xiaoyi felt slightly depressed when he saw Zhao Wuji's elusive movement.
As the young master of the Immortal Ji Sect, Zhao Wuji naturally had some means to save his life.
Zhao Wuji's face
It was extremely ugly, and his hand holding the whip was trembling.
He knows the power of the magic whip,
It's just that he doesn't understand why Ding Xiaoyi hasn't been tortured by the magic whip, which makes him very confused.
The divine whip is specifically designed to restrain the sea of consciousness and the soul.
And it can also attack the Consciousness Sea Yuanshen.
The soul is the weakest part of the monk;
But the soul is the second life of the monk. If the soul is not destroyed, it cannot be destroyed by death.
He was confident that he could break through Ding Xiaoyi's sea of consciousness and kill his soul.
But he didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi's sea of consciousness seemed to contain a peerless artifact that protected the soul.
The tyrannical and restraining celestial light that surged out from the divine whip did not cause any harm to Ding Xiaoyi.
Instead, he was tricked by Ding Xiaoyi.
As the young master of the Immortal Ji Sect, how could he swallow such a sigh of relief?
Ding Xiaoyi looked down and coldly at Zhao Wuji, who had a gloomy expression.
He used his sword day and night but failed to injure the opponent at all, and he secretly sighed at the pity.
The swordAlthough the prison space is powerful,
But the magic whip in the opponent's hand seemed to be a magical weapon, and it easily cracked the sword prison space he used.
"Master Zhao, this whip is pretty good. You can borrow it from me to play with when you have time."
Ding Xiaoyi said jokingly to Zhao Wuji again.
He cheated the other party,
Although Zhao Wuji was not killed, it left an unforgettable shadow in his heart.
This young master of the Immortal Ji Sect can be said to have used all his cards.
I have a peerless artifact like the Divine Whip in my hand,
He also used his elusive movement skills,
There are still some difficulties in killing him.
"Ding Zhan Wang is joking. With Ding Zhan Wang's talent, as long as you join the Immortal Ji Sect, this young sect leader will definitely give you a deputy sect leader."
Zhao Wuji quickly adjusted his mentality and said to Ding Xiaoyi again with a smile.
After hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Ding Xiaoyi also looked at the young master of the Immortal Ji Sect with admiration.
The other party was tricked by him, and he still had such a good temper.
People who have seen the big world are different, not like him, a village man in the countryside.
"No, I, the War King, would rather be king and dominate in this remote Cangxuan Realm. If I go to a chaotic land, there will be no place for me, the War King."
Ding Xiaoyi laughed at himself again and said to Zhao Wuji,
He didn't believe that Zhao Wuji would be so kind and want to recruit him again.
Zhao Wuji's face darkened slightly,
He solicited the other party again and again, but was rejected by the other party, which made him very angry.
"Master Zhao, it seems that this killing sword has no chance with you."
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes, and his body suddenly disappeared.
When his figure appeared again, he had already appeared above the killing sword.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi appear above the Sword of Killing, Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically.
"King Ding Zhan, do you think you are destined?"
Zhao Wuji shouted angrily at Ding Xiaoyi who was above the killing sword.
Then he pointed his finger at himself
between the eyebrows,
A majestic momentum surged out, which was many times stronger than Zhao Wuji.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that the space began to tremble.
As the majestic aura surged out from Zhao Wuji's eyebrows, the space became unstable.
"not good",
Ding Xiaoyi's heart palpitated, and his figure suddenly disappeared from where it was.
And a stream of light shot out from between Zhao Wuji's eyebrows.
That streak of light fell on the spot where Ding Xiaoyi was standing.
The stream of light began to become distorted,
Finally, the stream of light transformed into a white-robed figure.
Ding Xiaoyi's body moved away from the killing sword,
He looked at the white-robed figure, and his heart twitched.
This is definitely a peerless strongman who surpasses his knowledge.
The aura on the other party's body was as vast and deep as the stars.
The white-robed figure stood above the killing sword,
There was no emotion in his eyes. He reached out his slender palm and grabbed the hilt of the killing sword.
"rise……",
The white-robed figure shouted sharply,
He holds the killing sword tightly
hilt. He pulled hard.
The killing sword made a gentle buzzing sound,
at the same time,
The sword of killing was trembling all over the body, and the violent will to kill surged towards the white-robed figure.
Seeing that terrifying white-robed figure, Ding Xiaoyi felt a bitterness in his throat.
The cultivation level of this white-robed figure is the strongest he has ever seen. Even the Heavenly Dao of Cangxuan Realm may not be his opponent.
I don’t know if Han Yuexing is the opponent of this white-robed figure.
He felt a supreme pressure emanating from the white-robed figure, which was as majestic as countless invisible mountains.
Ding Xiaoyi held the long sword tightly in his hand, and he was thinking about it.
He definitely couldn't beat him, but he couldn't just watch the killing sword being taken away by the man in white robes.
"Click" sound,
There seemed to be an invisible layer of restriction underneath the killing sword.
As the white-robed figure lifted the sword hilt with force, there was a slight clicking sound.
Ding Xiaoyi watched the killing sword being lifted bit by bit by the white-robed figure, and he was also very anxious.
Several white lights flashed in his hand, and he threw several jade slips into the blood pool.
Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, did not notice Ding Xiaoyi's movements, and all his eyes fell on the white-robed figure.
[In view of the general environment,
Watching the killing sword being slowly lifted,
A joyful smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face, and his eyes showed excitement.
The killing sword seemed to be sealed by an invisible layer of restriction.
Every time the sword rose an inch, there was a slight clicking sound.
The violent will to kill surged wildly,
The killing will swept towards all around,
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but stimulate the power of the law of killing in the sea of life, which resonated with the killing will stirred out by the sword of killing.
