Surprise, shock, and many other emotions came flooding in. Ding Xiaoyi looked coldly at King Qiong who was walking slowly.
The stern guard just glanced at Ding Xiaoyi slightly. He put his left hand on the handle of the knife and followed closely behind King Qiong.
King Qiong only brought one bodyguard, Ge Ming. He glanced past Ding Xiaoyi's body, and then landed on the pile of corpses that had turned into flesh.
"Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong, you didn't expect that you actually died in your own training cave. You really fulfilled that sentence. All this is fate." King Qiong looked at the corpse that had turned into flesh. I couldn't help but sigh.
Ding Xiaoyi remained silent. He never thought that the driving force behind this was King Qiong. But why did King Qiong kill Ancestor Linghu?
Could it be that the Linghu family and Prince Qiong's palace are incompatible with each other? He felt that this was impossible, after all, the ancestor Linghu got along well with King Qiong as Linghu Zhuo.
But he didn't expect that King Qiong would reap the benefits in the end. He fought to the death with Ancestor Linghu, but in the end he made wedding clothes for others.
Li Luo and Wuyouzi were no match for Ancestor Linghu, so they could only use their own hands to get rid of Ancestor Linghu.
If it was Li Luo, he could understand easily. After all, Li Luo was a junior, but as a member of the Taoist sect, Wuyouzi didn't understand why he wanted to kill Linghu ancestor Yu Houkuai.
"I have met Prince Qiong," Wuyouzi and Li Luo saluted Prince Qiong. Their attitudes were respectful and not arrogant in any way.
After seeing the attitudes of Wuyouzi and Li Luo, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but look at Prince Qiong of Qiongzhou City again.
He couldn't see through this Prince Qiong. He felt that Prince Qiong's body was covered with a thin layer of white mist, which hid him well.
He was very puzzled about King Qiong's identity.
"You are worthy of being the bodyguard personally selected by Brother Geng. Mr. Ding, I still want to thank you. You have eliminated this big worry for me. Mr. Ding can just ask for any reward he wants." King Qiong turned around at this time. Looking at Ding Xiaoyi, he said to Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.
Seeing King Qiong's proud smile, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a chill coming over him. This smile was so annoying to him that he wanted to punch that annoying smile to pieces.
"Thank you, Prince Qiong. The common people are just the princess's bodyguards. We don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly." Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and said to Prince Qiong.
He really wanted to know why Prince Qiong came to this training cave. So far, Prince Qiong has not revealed a single word.
Even Li Luo and Wuyouzi didn't reveal any information. Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was time for him to leave. If he stayed, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions.
"How can this be done? If Master Ding wants any reward, just tell him. I will definitely give it to you." King Qiong raised his eyes and persuaded Ding Xiaoyi again.
"No need, the common people are going back." After Ding Xiaoyi said this, he turned and left.
He headed towards the entrance of the sword tomb. Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi refused to enter, King Qiong and everyone also had cold eyes, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.
If it weren't for the fact that Ding Xiaoyi was Princess Dayong's bodyguard, they might have taken action immediately.
"Your Majesty, how about..." Ge Ming made a gesture of wiping the neck of King Qiong who was standing aside, but he did not finish his words.
But everyone knows what Ge Ming means. Ge Ming means to kill people and silence them, leaving Ding Xiaoyi completely on this isolated island.
King Qiong's eyes flickered, and he confessed a few words to Ge Ming in a low voice. Ge Ming kept nodding, and finally Ge Ming held the handle of the sword tightly with his left hand and left the sword tomb.
"Guard Ge, you'd better be careful. Ding Xiaoyi has already understood the sword domain." Wuyouzi's eyes flickered, and he reminded Ge Ming.
"It's not like I haven't seen the Sword Domain before. How powerful can a weak sword cultivator of around the age be? I will take his head to see the prince." Ge Ming patted his chest and said to him. Wuyouzi said confidently.
Seeing that Ge Ming was so confident, Wuyouzi didn't say anything more.
"Guard Li, take me to find that thing." King Qiong didn't pay attention. His eyes showed strong interest and he said to Li Luo who was standing aside.
"Your Majesty, please come down," Li Luo said to King Qiong respectfully. After saying that, Li Luo headed towards the depths of the sword tomb.
They stepped on the piles of scrap swords and appeared next to a rusty gate.
Li Luo groped around the rusty door for a while. But Ding Xiaoyi returned to the main hall. Looking at the empty main hall, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The ancestors of the dignified Linghu family tried their best to live forever, but in the end they ended up being killed.
And the eyes of Patriarch Linghu before he died also conveyed some message to Ding Xiaoyi. It's just that he didn't find that thing.
He walked from the entrance of the hall. After walking for a while, he felt a flickering murderous intention lingering around him.
His heart sank, he was a strong man who was good at hiding and dormant. Although he couldn't feel the person's breath, he knew who was following him.
The Shura Saber can cut through the heavens and the earth. The Shura Saber can cut through the emotions and desires. It is the most ruthless sword technique in the world, and it is also one of the most difficult sword techniques in the world.
Compared to the Sword Holding Clan and the Sword Sect, the Shura Sword is more domineering and ruthless. They are ruthless to their enemies and even more ruthless to themselves.
Those who are masters of the Shura Sword often go crazy and explode and die. Ding Xiaoyi pretended not to notice Ge Ming. He swept away and turned into countless afterimages and rushed towards the entrance of the hall.
Just when his figure was about to rush to the entrance, a stunning sword light struck in the air. The stunning sword light struck hard at his back.
That sword carried the heart-stopping power of the Shura domain, which was a kind of power of the sword domain. Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that Ge Ming actually cultivated the sword domain. It seemed that Ge Ming still retained his strength during the competition in the palace.
"Hiss...", that stunning sword light fell from the void. He struck hard at Ding Xiaoyi's back.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure stagnated, as if he was imprisoned by the power of the sword domain. A proud smile appeared on Ge Ming's face. The long knife in his hand glowed with stunning light and he was about to cut the clothed boy in two.
Just when the stunning sword light he shot out was about to fall on Ding Xiaoyi's back, Ding Xiaoyi's right hand suddenly made a movement to draw the sword.
"Interesting", Ge Ming raised the corner of his mouth and showed a disdainful expression. The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand did not have a scabbard. He just made a gesture of unsheathing the sword.
Just when Ge Ming's sword was about to hit Ding Xiaoyi's back, Ding Xiaoyi moved and drew the long sword in his hand.
A dazzling sword light swayed out like autumn water. The autumn-like sword light swung directly towards the sword light behind him.
"Hiss...", the sword light curled up with brilliant colors, and that sword light was a bit brighter than the stunning sword light.
The destructive force of the sword light shattered the sword light, and the sword light collapsed at that moment. Ge Ming's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi only made a gesture of drawing the sword, but the power of this sword was far beyond his imagination.
The long sword in Ge Ming's hand once again emits a dazzling sword light, and the power of the sword domain sweeps towards Ding Xiaoyi.
"Sword Swinging Style", Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply before Ge Ming's long sword fell down. I saw layers of sword light emanating from the long sword in his hand.
The long sword swung in his hand, and the indestructible sword light surged towards the long sword that Ge Ming rushed towards in the air.
"Hey", the sword light flashed, and the dazzling sword light hit the long knife in Ge Ming's hand.
With a "bang", Ge Ming flew away with his sword swing, and his body staggered and fell. Ge Ming's face showed a look of shock, but he didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi had learned this sword move from somewhere, and he could be knocked away with one sword move.
Not only did that sword break his sword domain, but the sword in his hand was struck with such violent force that he almost failed to hold the sword in his hand.
As soon as his body landed on the ground, Ge Ming's eyes flickered. He stepped on it, and the shadow of a long sword with a strong sword light appeared behind him.
Ding Xiaoyi naturally recognized that it was the phantom of the Shura Saber Life Wheel. He watched coldly as Ge Ming sacrificed his Shura Saber Life Wheel, and the long sword in his hand was slightly raised.
The sword intent surged out like a vast ocean. He waved his long sword, and a sword talisman like a glow emerged spontaneously.
The sword talismans condensed together with a fierce light, and a huge sword prison millstone was formed.
When Ge Ming saw this, his face darkened. His figure swept through the void and shuttled through the void like a broken bamboo.
"Shura Sword, God-Slaying Style", Ge Ming roared, and the long sword turned into layers of sword shadows and whizzed towards Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi pointed the long sword in his hand, and the majestic Sword Prison Millstone condensed the power of destroying the world and crushing the layers of sword shadows.
The sword domain and the sword domain are intertwined. The sword prison millstone condenses the power of the sword domain around Ding Xiaoyi. The millstone crushes the void into nothingness.
"Boom...", the destructive power of the Sword Prison Millstone annihilated the layers of shadows of Ge Ming's swords slashed down.
A violent explosion sounded. Ge Ming's figure was quickly lost in the huge millstone.
Ding Xiaoyi looked down at the embarrassed Ge Ming like the Lingtian God of War. At this time, the long knife in Ge Ming's hand had already been crushed and broken by the sword prison millstone, and Ge Ming's eyes showed a look of horror.
"Tell me, what is the purpose of King Qiong coming here?" Ding Xiaoyi controlled the Sword Prison Millstone and fixed it on Ge Ming's head. He breathed out the powerful sword energy from his long sword and asked Ge Ming coldly.
"The prince wants to get the ten thousand-year-old chalcedony ice coffin," Ge Ming answered with a ferocious expression as he endured the pressure brought by the sword domain space.
"What is the purpose of the ten thousand year chalcedony ice coffin?" Ding Xiaoyi frowned and asked Ge Ming again.
