The methods of those who practice soul arts are weird and sinister, but the methods of sword cultivators are domineering and powerful. This is most obviously reflected in Yi Ding, an inconspicuous old fool.

Yi Ding, who was holding the sword at this time, was no longer the old guy who was confused when he saw everyone. With the long sword in his hand, his imposing figure was no weaker than Jiao Zhenhai who was heading towards the shallow sea.

The Monster Tribe is the first tribe in the Hongwu Continent. They are born with a physical body and talents that far surpass those of the human race. If a strong person of the same realm wants to defeat the Monster Tribe, it can be said that only the proud men of each tribe can do it.

Yi Ding also knew how terrifying the power of his sword was, so he placed the battlefield on the East China Sea not far away. Yi Ding's magnificent sword energy could feel some sting on his face even from a long distance away.

.

After all, Jiao Zhenhai was Qianhai's hope. Faced with this terrifying sword, he still did not retreat. He used a pair of sharp claws that could easily break gold and stone to hit Yi Ding's sword. The sword cultivator's speed was very similar to Bai Jiao's. Yan Li

Only two rays of light, one white and one green, could be seen traveling across the East China Sea, detonating the entire sea surface in a very short period of time.

"Wind and tornado!"

A whirlwind was thrown out from Jiao Zhenhai's claws, and the terrifying whirlwind outside Yi Ding began to rise from the sea below his feet. The whirlwind rolled up the seawater and turned it into a water column that reached the sky, while Yi Ding was trapped in the middle of the water column.

Although Yi Ding was temporarily at a disadvantage, this old swordsman who had become famous in hundreds of battles was not afraid of danger, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding the long sword at an angle, proudly standing out in the world!

The long sword was raised high, and the majestic spiritual power could actually communicate with sunlight. A blazing flame fell from the sky, and the surface of the East China Sea boiled as if boiling.

"Glory Sky Sword"

With a sword strike, the huge wave that enveloped him was split open by a hundred-foot-long sword light, and headed towards Jiao Zhenhai's true form.

Jiao Zhenhai After the dragon's body hovered on the sea surface, a loud roar shook the sky and the earth, and it crashed straight towards Jian Zhan.

The white light outside the dragon's body flashed and turned into a shield. There was a protruding but not very conspicuous horn between its forehead, which directly smashed the sword into pieces.

"Are you Yan Li's master?" Bai Jiao asked.

"no!"

"Are you his relative?"

"Neither"

"Then you and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the recent times. Why are you stopping me?" Jiao Zhenhai said angrily.

"Because he is from the human race and you are from the demon race." Yi Ding's reason is so simple and so persistent.

"Hmph, you protected him for a while, how can you protect him for the rest of his life?" Jiao Zhenhai shouted.

"Then I'll kill you." Yi Ding was very domineering.

"Old man, this is the East China Sea!"

Jiao Zhenhai didn't want to have a life-or-death duel with the old swordsman, but Yi Ding kept being aggressive and completely angered the King of Qianhai.

"You'd better stop me, otherwise I will definitely flood the Makino Plains and make this place never see the sun again!"

"You are looking for death"

Yi Ding's eyes were sharp, and there seemed to be two sword slashes flying out of his eyes. His figure stretched out and instantly came to the top of Jiao Zhenhai's head at a speed that was impossible to detect, and slashed towards his neck with a sword. Jiao Zhenhai

Startled but not panicked, he grabbed the sword with a sharp claw.

"Ghost King, who do you think has a greater chance of winning, this old sword cultivator or the Jiao King?"

"The old sword cultivator should be a remnant of the war. Such people are very rare in the entire Jiuye. They should be able to defeat King Jiao. But this is the East China Sea. If Jiao Zhenhai wants to escape, this old sword cultivator may not dare to pursue him deeply."

The Ghost King said.

"Why is this"

"If those demon kings in the depths of the East China Sea are alarmed, it will be the end of the entire Makino Plain."

The Ghost King shook his head and said with fear, if he teamed up with the old sword cultivator, there would be some chance to kill the Jiao King, but as a ghost king, he would not choose to join forces with others, and the pride of the old sword cultivator would not allow him to accept the ghost king's offer.

help.

There are two people who can stop Jiao Zhenhai on Kunlun Mountain. One is the Ghost King and the other is Luo Dan. Unfortunately, even if these two people take action, it will be of no avail. After all, they will not be permanently stationed on Kunlun Mountain unless they join forces to kill them.

, but in the realm of Xiaoyao King, everyone has his or her own glory, and rushing to help is just irritating others.

As long as the Demon King is still alive, he will definitely come to Kunlun again. When the Ghost King and the old swordsman are gone, what can he do to resist him?

After much deliberation, Yan Li decided to resolve all threats at once.

"Master Turtle, help me back to Guifang Mountain"

"Why are you going back at this time? The strength of this old sword cultivator is no worse than Jiao Zhenhai. We can't lose." Immortal Bigui Gui thought that Yan Li was planning to give up Kunlun Dao Palace.

"If Jiao Zhenhai is not eliminated, it will always be a hidden danger. I want to get rid of this threat once and for all."

"you think..."

Biyi was a little excited in his heart. He had always known that there must be a terrifying strong man behind Yan Li, but he had never seen his true face on Guifang Mountain. Will he finally appear this time?

"Please help!"

"good!"

Jiao Zhenhai finally turned into a human being under Yi Ding's pressing step by step. Although the demon body was strong, it was also too huge. It was not easy to dodge this sharp sword.

Most of the human form of Jiao Zhenhai resembles a human, except for one of his hands, which still looks like sharp claws. These claws have gathered most of the demon power in the King Realm, and are much more powerful than the magic weapons cultivated by humans.

"Heaven-cutting sword!"

Yi Ding held the sword with both hands, and his pale hair was dancing wildly in the violent spiritual power. Many people stared at this sword in dumbfounded eyes. The Heaven-Destroying Sword lived up to its name. With one sword strike, the sky was really split into two.

There is only one sword left in the world that is unparalleled in the world!

"This old fool is about to enter that realm." Luo Dan sighed with emotion. The entire Kunlun Mountain was impressed by Yi Ding's sword.

The pressure faced by Jiao King was very huge. This shocking strike made him feel frightened. The sword cultivator's attack power was very famous in the entire continent. It was not that he had never encountered a strong person who surpassed the nine realms.

I have never encountered anything so terrifying.

"Hold the stars, hold the sun and moon"

Jiao Zhenhai's claws were wrapped in layers of blue spiritual power, and he actually used his claws to resist Yi Ding's heaven-shattering sword! The aftermath of this confrontation spread far away, and the water of the East China Sea shook uneasily.

Chaos surged everywhere.

A cave deep in the East Sea kept shaking, and a deep sound came from the cave.

"Who disturbed the ancestor's rest?"

"Ancestor, it seems like there is a battle wave coming from the shallow waters of the East China Sea," a demon king reported.

"Qianhai? Which one is the master of Qianhai now?" A cold and lazy voice came from the cave.

"The white dragon clan is shaking the sea. It's such nonsense. Does the ancestor need to beat it?"

"That's all. Ancestor, I promised that bastard Fang Xiang Tianxin that I would not set foot on land for ten thousand years, and there is not much time left. I don't want to get into trouble now. The Baijiao tribe has allowed them to be arrogant for a while. It won't take long.

The time has skipped.”

A yawning sound came from the cave, and then he fell into a deep sleep. This battle almost disturbed a terrifying existence in the East China Sea.

Jiao Zhenhai fought with the old sword cultivator, but the other monsters did not dare to come forward. Intervening in such a battle would undoubtedly lead to death.

Everyone in Kunlun Mountain was attracted by the battle of the Demon King and did not know that Yan Li had left without a trace. After returning to Guifang Mountain, Wuxie was still lying on the stone and teasing the little yellow bird out of boredom.

"Master, you are back," Wuxie said happily.

"Wuxiegui, Master has something to do now and will play with you later," Yan Li coaxed.

"Old Turtle, take Wuxie to the Tianshi Temple to hide for a while. You will come back after I finish handling the matters here." Yan Li didn't want the Incense and Jade Certificate to be exposed. After all, he wanted to invite the gods to come to Guifang Mountain this time.

, the fewer people who know his details, the better.

"Okay, be careful yourself"

After watching Lao Gui and Wu Xie leave, Yan Li's mind sank into the incense and jade ultimatum.

"Third Prince, gods of various families, Yan Li needs help!" Yan Li shouted.

"You're hurt like this?" The third prince stepped on the hot wheel and spun around Yan Li. "Do you need me to go out and help you vent your anger?"

"Take a pill first, half of my life is almost gone," Yan Li gasped.

"Twenty thousand incense!"

"It's a small thing." Now that Yan Li has a millionaire, he really doesn't care about that.
Chapter completed!