"Where you are drunk, you are unparalleled in sword energy",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand made a trembling sound.

He raised the long sword in his hand and shot towards the Taoist Qi in the sky.

The whisk in the hand of Daoist Qi burst out with a brilliant light.

The light turned into long swords and shot towards the young man in silver.

And at this time,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was stinging towards the powerful light shot down with a transcendent power.

His figure turned into a meteor and attacked the sword light.

A look of disdain appeared on Qi Taoist's face.

Ding Xiaoyi is only at the level of the eighth-grade master, but that sword looks extremely ordinary.

There was no emotional fluctuation on Ding Xiaoyi's face.

The long sword in his hand condensed a trace of sword light like a faint light.

The sword light penetrated into the sword light that was shot down like a bamboo shoot.

A slight sound of "wa"

It reached the ears of Taoist Naqi,

And the sword light that was storming down from the whisk seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force,

All of them attached to the sword.

"Crash",

A sound like a wave of water burst out again.

Qi Dao Ren's pupils shrank slightly,

He saw the long sword penetrate through the powerful light that was stirring down his whisk.

And the powerful light was destroyed by the sword light that looked like a faint light.

Qi Dao Ren's face changed.

What kind of sword technique is this?

He felt that the powerful light that was stirring down his whisk was not under his control and exploded in the air.

And at this time,

He heard a slight sound of breaking through the air,

The figure of the young man in the cloth was getting closer and closer to him.

His heart suddenly broke out, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

The whisk in Qi Dao Ren's hand whirls and turns,

I saw a more powerful energy emitting all over him.

And the whisk seemed to explode, and each dust silk contained a burst of momentum.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure flashed in the air,

The long sword in his hand shot towards the Taoist Qi, and the space cracked inch by the sword.

With a "snatch" sound,

The slight sound of breaking through the air reached the ears of Taoist Qi.

His eyes condensed, and he saw the long sword constantly expanding in his pupils.

And at this time,

A powerful sword intent stirred up from the long sword.

It made Taoist Qi tremble inexplicably

The sword intent crushed his body like an invisible mountain.

Qi Dao Ren's face changed drastically,

The whisk in his hand turned into a thousand strands of energy and swept towards the long sword.

But the whisk in his hand touched the long sword,

Then a sword energy that made his heart palpitations surged from the long sword.

The Taoist Qi secretly called something wrong,

And he kicked under his feet,

A violent energy burst out from under his feet, and his figure kept retreating.

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Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were as quiet as a ghost,

He and his sword turned into a shadow, like a maggot attached to the bone, continued to chase Taoist Qi.

However, Taoist Na Qi felt that he was locked by an unparalleled sword intent.

No matter how he escaped, he still couldn't break free from the lock of the sword intent.

"Infinite Calamity",

Qi Dao people shouted loudly.

The whisk in his hand blew towards the long sword, and a violent aura broke out from the whisk.

"Wait",

Ding Xiaoyi and his men and sword penetrated through the whisk that was shattering energy.

Taoist Qi felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a breath of death was shrouded in his eyes.

Qi Taoist was shocked,

His body bent backwards in the form of an iron bridge.

With a "wave",

A sword light flashed by the hair on his forehead.

And the sword light cut off his lotus crown,

However, Taoist Qi felt like he was escaping from death, and a layer of thin sweat gushed out from his forehead.

Ding Xiaoyi called out a pity,

His figure passed by Na Qi Taoist.

The sword trembled and whispered across the head of Taoist Naqi.

And at this time,

Ding Xiaoyi's body could only fall down to the deck.

He only has the eighth-grade master realm, but he does not have enough true energy to keep him in the air for too long.

"I want you to die",

Taoist Naqi has never been so embarrassed.

The Taoist crown on his head was also cut in half by the sword energy, and it was floating towards the tumbling river surface.

But Taoist Qi's face was extremely gray.

That sword almost penetrated his throat.

That sword almost killed him, which made him very angry.

Ding Xiaoyi's body fell to the deck,

He knew that this sword could not kill Dao Ren Qi, so that guy should be more vigilant, and it would be difficult to kill him again.

And Ding Xiaoyi can only show these methods and strengths.

He didn't want to show too much strength. Whether or not he killed Taoist Na Qi was no longer important to him.

With a "boom",

A violent energy burst out,

A figure staggered from high school, but it was the silver-haired old man.

I saw the silver-haired old man spewing out of his mouth,

The blood spilled up and fell on the deck, like a beautiful peach blossom.

Ding Xiaoyi's body fell off the deck,

He raised the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the other water bandits.
To be continued...