Drunk, Sword Qi is Like Frost Chapter 916: Battle against Jian Wuchen,

Ding Xiaoyi raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Although he didn't have any good impression of the headmaster, these all came from the headmaster's attitude towards Ye Heng.

It also made him feel that Jiange was also a mess, but he did not expect that things would become so complicated.

Ding Xiaoyi curiously asked Yu Linglong again,

He was very curious about who the future incarnation of the leader would be, as one of the three incarnations was indispensable.

Yu Linglong said solemnly to Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but laugh. The complexity of the matter had exceeded his expectation.

He was originally something that could be solved with one sword, but unexpectedly, it really couldn't be solved with one sword.

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Ding Xiaoyi said helplessly to Yu Linglong.

After Yu Linglong heard Ding Xiaoyi's promise, she raised her beautiful eyes and said,

Then he said:

After saying that,

With a little more strength, she turned into a floating purple shadow and flew high into the sky.

Her figure is like that of a purple fairy,

Ding Xiaoyi stared blankly as the figure disappeared from his sight.

The information brought by Yu Linglong was so shocking that he couldn't digest it for a while.

But he didn't know who to turn to, so he was the only one to bear all this.

Ye Heng couldn't kill him, which meant that he was going to break his promise to Xue Shang again.

Thinking of Xue Ningshang's frightened eyes and messy figure, the anger in his chest burst out uncontrollably.

Thinking of Yu Linglong's words, he became even more depressed.

The obsession in his heart collapsed in that moment.

I came to Jiange just to get the sword head,

Ye Heng repeatedly provoked him, which made him determined to kill him.

But Yu Linglong told him that Ye Heng could not be killed for the time being, which made him very embarrassed.

The pain in my heart cannot be expressed,

Senior Sister Lin left the sword pavilion, and Lin Fei died under his sword.

Even Yun Wangchuan was leaving Jiange, and his friends left him one by one.

Zhan Yuanxiu's injuries have not fully recovered, and it is not easy for him to go to Zhan Yuanxiu.

Even the ancient elves were bewildered by that boy Jian Bubu.

He sat alone in the stone pavilion,

At the bottom of the mountain is the messy house on Jianqi Peak.

At this time, Sword Artifact Peak was no longer the lively scene it used to be.

Even in the middle of the night, the lights on Sword Peak were as bright as daytime, and the sound of hammers resounding throughout the entire Sword Peak.

Looking back now,

The few lights, like the sparse light of fireflies, looked particularly cold in this pitch-black night.

Ding Xiaoyi drank the wine from the wine gourd,

He will tell the current situation of Sword Peak

As far as the eye can see, Sword Peak has been in decline after suffering this calamity.

Fortunately, the peak lord Gong Shuye and Elder Wei Chunyang were not killed.

The ancestor of the Ye family swallowed up the luck of Jiange,

He wanted to live forever, which led to one disaster after another.

The same is true for Tianji Peak, and now it's Sword Peak's turn.

Every time a sword peak is destroyed, the luck of the sword pavilion will be reduced by one point.

Until all the sword peaks in the sword pavilion were destroyed by the devouring of the ancestor of the Ye family.

The cold night is silent,

Drinking alone figures.

Ding Xiaoyi drank the bitter wine alone. He wanted to get drunk.

field.

But he couldn't express the pain in his heart to others.

This feeling of loneliness and helplessness is very uncomfortable.

Although Jian Wuchen is a good friend,

But Jian Wuchen was supposed to be having sex with the ancient elf, which made Ding Xiaoyi very envious.

He couldn't help but think of Yin Ruohan and Qingya Qingyou, the two twin flowers.

semifinals,

What surprised Ding Xiaoyi was that the opponent he drew was actually Jian Wuchen, and Yu Linglong's opponent was Ye Heng.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned when he saw the lottery results.

A warm smile appeared on Jian Wuchen's face, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi who looked at a loss.

Jian Wuchen asked Ding Xiaoyi,

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the calm and calm Jian Wuchen and chuckled.

The ancient elves under the sword discussion stage shouted to Ding Xiaoyi.

Hearing the ancient elf cheering Ding Xiaoyi up, Jian Wuchen had a look of helplessness on his face.

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This was the first time that Ding Xiaoyi saw Jian Wuchen deflated, and he couldn't help but laugh happily.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's heartless laughter, Jian Wuchen finally understood what it felt like to turn his arms outward.

In fact, the ancient elf also knew that Jian Wuchen was just here to serve as a stepping stone for Ding Xiaoyi.

In the semifinals, Ding Xiaoyi faces Jian Wuchen, and Ding Xiaoyi will definitely win.

Jian Wuchen raised his eyes. When he saw the ancient elf under the sword discussion platform, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

The ancient elf was blatantly supporting his opponent, which made him feel as if he was jealous.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw Jian Wuchen's embarrassment, he couldn't help laughing wildly.

At this time, Jian Wuchen was no longer the handsome young master who had never been born before.

Instead, he had a bit of a human atmosphere.

This is a living person,

Sword cultivators are not monks. They also have their own emotions, and they should have their own emotions.

Maybe this is what Jian Wuchen should look like,

He is no longer the spotless and unparalleled young man, but instead looks like a jealous little man who has fallen in love.

Jian Wuchen saw Ding Xiaoyi's damn smile,

He couldn't bear to stab the two dimples on Ding Xiaoyi's face with a sword.

The sword discussion platform is closed,

Ding Xiaoyi and Jian Wushuang's expressions dropped, and they looked at each other from a distance. Neither of them was in a hurry to take action.

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Violent energy condensed from Jian Wuchen's whole body, and the momentum was as deep and unpredictable as the stars.

Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent surged around his body, and the whistling sword intent turned into a huge wave.

Jian Wuchen took the lead,

The long sword in his hand shook, and time suddenly poured out.

The long sword in his hand condensed out a little starlight, which was the light of stars.

at the same time,
To be continued...