I saw three bloody sword lights flashing away,
The three black-robed figures were frozen in mid-air, with a bloody hole between their eyebrows.
"Bang, bang, bang",
Three figures fell down,
There was a splash of water, and four figures were submerged in the bloody water.
Their souls have been eroded by the bloodthirsty will to kill.
Ding Xiaoyi just looked at the four corpses in the blood pool coldly.
He didn't even blink, as if he had just done an extremely ordinary thing.
Deacon Rong on the side felt a chill run down his spine, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
He was secretly lucky,
Fortunately, Ning Wuzhe was not in trouble, otherwise there would have been more than four corpses in the blood pool.
"Senior Ning, let's go out."
Ding Xiaoyi said to Ning Wuzhe who had a bitter expression on his face.
"Yes, yes, yes, let's get out quickly. This killing blood pool should be destroyed as soon as possible."
Deacon Rong echoed from the side,
DingXiao Yi ignored Deacon Rong and stabbed him with the killing sword in his hand.
It happened to hit the entrance where Ning Wuzhe and others came in, and the talisman formation was beginning to close.
Ding Xiaoyi jumped out first, followed closely by Ning Wuzhe.
Deacon Rong of the Evil Temple was the last one to jump out of the blood pool.
Only the Northern Fisherman and the strong man from the Immortal Ji Sect holding a long sword were left in the stone hall, as well as two strong men from the Evil God Sect wearing blood-colored robes.
Except for Deacon Rong,
Ding Xiaoyi didn't hear a word from the other two evil temple powerhouses. Everything seemed to be led by Deacon Rong.
"King Ding Zhan, where are they?"
Bei Yufu saw that only Ding Xiaoyi and three others walked out of the blood pool.
His expression changed and he asked Ding Xiaoyi tremblingly.
"Four died and one escaped."
Ding Xiaoyi just replied coldly.
Upon hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, Beiyufu looked shocked.
The black-robed figure wielding the sword on the side also looked extremely ugly.
They did not expect that the four elders of the Immortal Ji Sect were all dead.
However, Xianji Sect only had two of them left, and one person’s life or death was unknown.
"Elder Bei, I am very happy for you to join our Evil Temple. If your sect master knows that you are not doing well this time and you go back to the Xianji Sect, you know in your heart what will happen to you."
Deacon Rong persuaded the ugly-faced Northern Fisherman.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
He has seen people poaching corners, but he has never seen people poaching corners so directly.
"No need to worry about it, Deacon Rong. We will tell you the truth when we get back. King Ding Zhan hopes that you will have time to go to Chaos Realm."
"There is a wider world there. The Cangxuan Realm is too small, and we have to go back to recover."
Beiyufu shook his head and refused to Deacon Rong, then he cupped his fists to Ding Xiaoyi and said.
For the two northern fishermen, the murderous intention in Ding Xiaoyi's heart had already faded away.
"Don't worry, this War King will definitely go to the Chaos Realm, but he has to go through
Some time, maybe a year later."
Ding Xiaoyi replied domineeringly to Bei Fisherman.
Naturally, he is not afraid of Zhao Wuji's revenge, nor is he afraid of the Xianji Sect's revenge.
He believed that even in a chaotic situation, he could still trample the strong men under his feet.
He still wants to go to Chaos Realm to find Yin Ruohan, who is his first woman.
After Bei Yufu finished speaking, he hurriedly left with the sword-wielding Xianji Sect strongman.
Their figures disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.
"Come on, let's go up too."
Ding Xiaoyi nodded to Ning Wuzhe and said, and Ning Wuzhe showed a pleasant smile on his face.
"This butler, please go out together. Anyway, the Sword of Slaughter Din has been taken away, so there is no point in us staying here."
Deacon Rong said to Ding Xiaoyi and Ning Wuzhe.
"Deacon Rong, please help yourself."
Ding Xiaoyi took Ning Wuzhe towards the exit of the stone palace.
Deacon Rong's eyes flickered for a few times, and he finally led the other two deacons of the temple to follow closely behind Ding Xiaoyi and Ning Wuzhe.
Everyone returned to the lobby again,
What surprised Ding Xiaoyi was that several figures in the lobby showed anxious expressions.
"Tang Longshou, what's wrong?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked Tang Qing,
He found that he only knew Tang Qing among the crowd, and he didn't know anyone else.
Tang Qing showed an anxious expression on his face,
When he saw Ding Xiaoyi and Ning Wuzhe walking out of a secret door, he hurriedly greeted them.
"King Ding Zhan, something bad has happened. The arena has fallen into the hands of the Fuso warriors again."
Tang Qing said to Ding Xiaoyi tremblingly, the expression on his face became more and more anxious.
Ding Xiaoyi frowned,
Because he didn't see the leader of the Black Tiger Gang and Man Luo, a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind.
"For a mere warrior from the small country of Fuso, this is too presumptuous. King Ding, I, the Evil Temple, are on your side and will definitely drive the Fuso warriors out of the killing city."
[In view of the general environment,
When Deacon Rong heard this, he vowed to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that this matter was not that simple.
Among this group of Fuso warriors, there was a bridegroom,
However, they have repeatedly occupied the killing city. What is the conspiracy behind this?
"Deacon Rong, this is a matter between Dayong and Fusang, so I won't bother you to come forward. Where are the two guys from Phantom Pavilion? Did they escape?"
After Ding Xiaoyi entered the stone palace, he didn't see the two powerful men from the Phantom Pavilion. He couldn't help but ask doubtfully.
"Well, Phantom Pavilion must have escaped. There is no point in them staying."
Deacon Rong had a flattering smile on his face and explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi didn’t think too much,
He looked at everyone, and then said to Tang Qing:
"Let's go",
There were only two simple words, and it was these two simple words that gave Tang Qing great encouragement.
Ding Xiaoyi
There was strong confidence in those calm words.
So what about the Fuso warriors? He still wanted to drive them out of the killing city.
Feeling Ding Xiaoyi's strong determination, Tang Qing and others showed joy on their faces.
"The warrior who came from Fuso this time is a strong man whose cultivation has reached the heavenly realm. Fuso Kingdom is close to the Endless Sea and is not subject to the shackles of the Cangxuan Realm's heavenly ways."
Ning Wuzhe explained to Ding Xiaoyi,
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, there was no emotion on his face.
Geng Liqiu is also a strong man above the super level, so he doesn't just kill him.
In Cangxuan Realm,
Even that strong Fusang man, no matter how high his cultivation level is, will still be coiled around a dragon or lie down on a tiger.
"It doesn't matter, Geng Liqiu was killed by a junior. Which strong man from Fuso Kingdom is here this time?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked Ning Wuzhe again.
"It is said that he is a strong man from the Dongcang family, named Dongcang Xuanji, and is also known as Lord Dongcang."
Ning Wuzhe explained to Ding Xiaoyi very carefully.
Everyone headed towards the direction of the arena.
Deacon Rong doesn’t seem to be familiar with the Fuso Samurai. The Immortal Ji Sect has entered the killing city with force, and the Evil God’s Temple has only
It is to cooperate with Xianji Sect.
The Fuso warriors took advantage of the situation and occupied the killing city.
Firstly, it was because many powerful men from the Killing City were out.
Secondly, Fusang still covets Dayong, and the small island country in the East China Sea is determined to be evil.
Arriving at the arena, Ding Xiaoyi saw several figures being beaten down.
Man Luo's cultivation seemed to be imprisoned, and she was squeezing the shoulders of a short and insignificant old man aggrievedly.
The old man was only four feet tall, and his head was as big as the cloak.
Seeing this weird Fuso warrior, Ding Xiaoyi walked directly to the arena.
"You're so brave. You dare to break into my Fuso Arena. Get out of here."
A Fuso warrior angrily yelled at Ding Xiaoyi and others.
The "Fuso people and dogs are not allowed" sign outside the A-shaped arena has been broken into countless pieces.
Several Fuso warriors rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi and others, raising the shining long blades in their hands.
Man Luo couldn't help but tremble when she saw Ding Xiaoyi appearing in front of the arena.
Her movements stopped.
But the old man in that seat had a look of sullenness on his face.
He slapped Man Luo hard on the cheek with his backhand.
There was a "pop" sound,
Man Luo was slapped away by the tiny old man, and her body flew directly to the arena.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, his face turned cold.
He focused his fingers and stirred up several brilliant sword lights.
The sword light shot towards the charging Fuso warriors.
The Fuso warriors hurriedly raised their swords in front of themselves.
After they finished this action, they only felt a lightness in their hands.
The brilliant sword light directly broke the weapons in their hands.
The sword light continued unabated and disappeared into their eyebrows.
