At this time, the sword energy surged into the sky, and the sword intention roared into the sky,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out bursts of sword chants,

His eyes were filled with solemnity and solemnity, and the aura surging around him turned into a gust of wind and huge waves.

"Hey...",

The sword's roar echoed through the night sky, and he and the sword became one.

A supreme aura of destruction emerged spontaneously.

The power of destruction seems to be able to suppress all gods, and the power of destruction has the power to kill immortals and destroy gods.

Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a faint sword light.

The dark sword light struck towards the light of the silver blade that shrouded the head.

"hiss……",

When the ghostly sword light and the silver blade light collided,

The space made an inexplicable trembling and dull sound, and the large net transformed into the light of the silver blade cracked open inch by inch in the dark sword light.

The long sword's faint light pierced the night sky, as if there was only the faint sword light left between heaven and earth.

And Ding Xiaoyi is the super god who dominates the world. He has a slender figure and a sword in his hand stabbing straight into the night sky.

"Hey...",

A sharp and high-pitched sound exploded in the sky above the night sky,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure turned into a huge long sword, and the long sword struck hard against the light of the silver blade.

When the skinny old man saw this, his face turned pale.

The spells in his mouth sped up, and the movements of his hands were as fast as the wind.

The light of the silver blade above the night sky shone fiercely towards the faint sword light with a whistling sound.

"hiss……",

There was a sound like tearing through the night sky, and the sword light was seen tearing apart the silver blade light network.

Ding Xiaoyi's body flew out from the light of the silver blade,

His body is shaped like a sword, and his whole body is filled with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.

As soon as his figure turned around, the light aroused by the long sword became even stronger.

"Crack" sound,

I saw the light of the silver blade spreading around like water patterns,

The long sword rose through the light, and the powerful destructive power strangled the light of the silver blade.

And the light of the silver blade also disintegrated and turned into starlight that filled the sky and scattered around.

A pair of cold eyes revealed a strong murderous intent,

Ding Xiaoyi and his sword shuttled out from the light of the silver blade.

His figure was frozen in mid-air, and his eyes fell on the skinny old man.

"not good",

The skinny old man's heart trembled,

He felt like he was locked by a supreme sword intent, and he wanted to leave without even thinking about it.

His choice was wise, but Ding Xiaoyi would never go as he wished.

I saw Ding Xiaoyi and his sword turning into a ray of light and shooting towards the skinny old man.

"Hey...",

Wherever the long sword passed, everything turned into nothingness.

The space cracked open inch by inch in front of the long sword, and Ding Xiaoyi seemed to have transcended the limitations of space and time. The skinny bamboo pole-shaped Guardian Zuo could only see the sword light expanding in his pupils.

He wanted to escape, but found that his whole body had been imprisoned by a mysterious sword energy.

It's too late, it's too late,

Ding Xiaoyi and his sword turned into a ray of light and passed through the figure of the skinny old man.

I saw a flash of sword light, and the skinny Guardian Zuo felt like a warm breeze blowing past his face.

Immediately afterwards,

Protector Zuo felt a tearing pain coming from his throat.

His eyes opened angrily and his lips moved several times, but he couldn't say a word.

"Gudu...",

There were strange sounds coming from Guardian Zuo's throat.

A surge of blood spurted up, and he seemed to see the full moon shaped like a silver plate dyed red by the surge of blood.

"Bang" sound,

The sword energy filled with endless destructive power directly exploded the head of the skinny old man like a bamboo pole.

Not even his soul could escape, and the sword energy was instantly extinguished.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure staggered out,

He held the long sword and felt a sense of exhaustion all over his body.

This was when he used all his strength to use a forbidden technique, and this forbidden technique took away half of his cultivation.

He looked at the headless corpse, his eyes as cold as frost.

Could this be the true strength of Overhaul ten thousand years ago? He felt an invisible pressure coming over him.

It only took the skinny old man three years to recover his cultivation.

During the Qingyang Sect,

What he met were some super-level overhauls who had just taken away their bodies, and they had not yet adapted to the bodies of those who had their bodies taken away.

After they adapted to the body of the one whose body was taken away,

The cultivation and combat effectiveness they displayed should not be underestimated, which made Ding Xiaoyi feel a little pressured.

If this is the true strength of the Xiazhou Martial League's body-snatchers,

Then other body snatchers would be so difficult to deal with, which allowed him to see the true master style of that glorious era ten thousand years ago.

What kind of splendid era was that splendid era thousands of years ago?

He yearns for it very much, if he were in that brilliant era.

So with his strength and cultivation, how high can he stand?

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head,

He abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind and looked around.

It was discovered that all the experts hiding in the darkness had disappeared.

The moonlight poured down like a ghost, and there was silence on the street.

A sword shattered the silver blade,

The two goose egg-sized iron balls in the hands of the skinny old man also turned into a pile of powder, and Ding Xiaoyi thought it was a pity.

He rewrapped the long sword stained with blood and put it on his back.

The long street is deserted and quiet, and the bright moon shines like silver,

Only the sound of his footsteps echoed in the vast night.

Back to the inn,

Ding Xiaoyi quickly fell asleep, he was too tired. The next day,

Ding Xiaoyi got up very early, as if there was an alarm clock in his body, he got up early.

Princess Dayong is going to visit King Xia,

Each of the nineteen prefectures of Yong Dynasty has a prince who lives in Tibet.

In Xiazhou, there was also a prince who came to Tibet, and he was called the King of Xia.

King Xia is a kind old man,

He does not have the graceful and luxurious temperament of royal blood, but he has the aura of a businessman.

He doesn't have any airs of condescension or domineering air.

Ding Xiaoyi brought Princess Dayong and her maid to Prince Xia’s Mansion.

However, Prince Xia's Mansion is very large, with dozens of courtyards inside, and each courtyard has a peerless beauty.
To be continued...