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Ding Xiaoyi had to pull away and turn around quickly,
His figure turned into a wisp of breeze, passing by the master holding the long sword.
When Ding Xiaoyi's figure swept away,
A black shadow shot towards him, but it was the master holding the long iron chain who struck out.
I saw the long iron chain sweeping towards his waist like it had eyes.
The long iron chain exuded a faint and mysterious luster, as if the iron chain was a life-threatening weapon.
The other three masters have already pressed forward.
The weapons in their hands stirred up a fierce light,
Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath and leaned back like an iron bridge.
The chain swept across his forehead.
The tearing wind ruffled his hair, and at the same time three weapons arrived immediately.
The three weapons shot toward his vital points with the aura of death.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed.
I saw his long sword hit the ground hard, and a huge impact surged from the long sword.
And his body also surged with the help of the impact,
As his body writhed, the long sword in his hand stirred up several rays of sword energy and stabbed at the three masters.
"Seize, seize, seize",
After three dull sounds, the three Fengbo Pavilion masters retreated.
They felt a huge recoil on their wrists.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ding Xiaoyi's figure fell down.
It's not like he never thought about killing these four Feng Bo Pavilion masters.
But he still felt that killing these four Feng Bo Pavilion masters would bring him greater trouble.
It's not like Ding Xiaoyi doesn't have the strength to kill them all with one sword.
It's just that he had his own concerns, so he was timid and didn't use his full strength.
The three Feng Bo Pavilion masters stabilized their bodies, and their eyes showed horror.
But Xu Kun had a look of surprise on his face. The information they obtained said that Ding Xiaoyi had not yet broken through to the seventh level.
But it seems that Ding Xiaoyi has already broken through to the seventh level.
Because he is a sword cultivator, his combat power cannot be treated according to his cultivation level.
They had already overestimated Ding Xiaoyi, but unexpectedly they underestimated him.
"I didn't expect that less than a month after you left Liangzhou, you had already broken through to the level of a seventh-grade minor grandmaster. It seems that our information was wrong."
A wry smile appeared on Xu Kun's face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"I said, I don't want to fight with you. If you just back off, I will pretend that nothing happened."
Ding Xiaoyi said coldly to Xu Kun.
There is also an eighth-level wolf king lying under the corner.
If there were a fight, these five Feng Bo Pavilion masters still wouldn't be able to gain any advantage.
Moreover, the strength of the Demonic Princess has always been relatively mysterious, and even he couldn't find out the details.
After listening to Ding Xiaoyi’s words,
The other four Feng Bo Pavilion masters' eyes flickered, and they all looked at Xu Kun.
"Let's go, there's no point in fighting anymore."
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Xu Kun waved his hand very knowingly, knowing that Ding Xiaoyi had not tried his best.
With Ding Xiaoyi's fighting power, it would be easy to kill them.
Ding Xiaoyi obviously did not do this, which already gave them enough face.
Xu Kun left the courtyard with four Fengbo Pavilion masters.
But Ding Xiaoyi did not relax at all, because he felt a mysterious aura lurking in the darkness.
Fengbo Pavilion not only has supervisory envoys, but also secret envoys.
And the mission of these secret messengers is to assassinate.
Feng Bo Pavilion will also train killers, and the killers from Feng Bo Pavilion are stronger than those trained by ordinary killer organizations.
Not giving up until the goal is achieved is the mission of Feng Bo Ting's secret envoys and the only rule for their survival.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that Xu Kun would not bring only four masters of seventh-grade cultivation, he must have some back-ups.
"Come out, they are all gone, there is no need for you to hide any longer."
Ding Xiaoyi is very sensitive to the atmosphere around him, and he can feel any change in the atmosphere around him.
However, to his surprise,
There was silence all around, and the moonlight swayed down silently,
Ding Xiaoyi held a long sword in his hand and looked around nervously.
At this time, a wisp of breeze blew in my face,
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a strong uneasiness surge into his heart.
His body suddenly disappeared from where he was, and a dazzling light struck his original location.
A figure slowly appeared from under the bright moonlight, but it was a masked man wearing silver clothing.
The man revealed a pair of cold eyes,
Holding a dagger tightly in his hand, he stood where Ding Xiaoyi had stood, his eyes flickering.
And Ding Xiaoyi's figure has appeared three feet away,
He clung to the courtyard wall.
The blow just now opened his eyes.
But he never expected that the killers trained by Fengbo Pavilion could be so powerful.
He could hide himself with the help of the surrounding environment, and he did not discover the killer's true location.
"Drunk, the sword energy is like frost",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly,
The long sword in his hand stirred up criss-crossing sword lights,
His figure turned into afterimages and stabbed towards the masked man in silver.
The sword light circulates endlessly,
Streams of sword light surged towards the silver-clothed masked man,
The sword's intention, which was like a sword singing like a mountain and river, was also poured into the sword light.
But the silver-clothed masked man's eyes narrowed.
I saw the dagger in his hand striking in the air several times, and a crescent moon appeared above the dagger.
Each quarter moon attacks the sword light,
Several sharp collisions were heard in Ding Xiaoyi's ears, and his burst of sword energy was blocked by the crescent moon.
Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly,
But he had never encountered such a weird method. The method of the masked man in silver was so weird and unpredictable.
The masked man in silver gave Ding Xiaoyi a cold look,
Then his figure suddenly disappeared again, leaving only
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There is that exploding moonlight.
"嗗",
A slight crackling sound reached his ears,
Ding Xiaoyi's figure flashed and he jumped up from where he was, while a silver shadow passed under him.
"In drunkenness, the sword energy is unparalleled",
Ding Xiaoyi snorted coldly.
The long sword in his hand flashed with a faint sword light, and he stabbed the silver-clothed masked man suddenly out from under his feet with his sword.
That sword seemed to seal the surrounding space.
And that sword rolled down towards the silver-clothed masked man with the supreme power of a sword chanting like a mountain river.
Ding Xiaoyi's movements are a little clumsy,
But the long sword in his hand made bursts of trembling sounds,
The masked man in silver raised his head and looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.
His eyes were calm, showing no fear.
Although the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand is very slow, it is extremely fast.
I saw the faint sword light rising up, and the space between him and the silver-clothed masked man was torn open.
There was a sound of "grabbing",
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand penetrated through the head of the silver-clothed masked man like a broken bamboo,
The long sword was inserted into the head of the silver-clothed masked man.
But the silver-clothed masked man had a ferocious look in his eyes,
The dagger in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot toward Ding Xiaoyi's chest.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were horrified,
He did not expect that the silver-clad masked man would deliver such a fatal blow before dying, and his body tilted sharply.
There was a "pop" sound,
The dagger in the hand of the masked man in silver pierced Ding Xiaoyi's left shoulder.
Immediately, blood flowed out, staining his clothes red.
Then Ding Xiaoyi's figure fell weakly from the sky,
The masked man in silver also slowly fell down, with the long sword still stuck on his head.
"He is a mage from our Xuanyue Clan. Although he is a low-level mage, after being trained by Fengbo Pavilion, he has surpassed the strength of ordinary mage."
The princess of the demon kingdom didn’t know when she walked out of the room,
She came to Ding Xiaoyi's side,
Then she looked at the masked man in silver who fell to the ground and died, and explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Sure enough, this Fengbo Pavilion has gathered talents from all over the world, even the mages from the Northern Demonic Realm can be recruited."
Ding Xiaoyi felt a sharp tearing pain in his left shoulder, and he grinned.
"Feng Bo Pavilion is not simple. It is impossible to cultivate both magic and martial arts, but Feng Bo Pavilion has achieved it."
The princess of the demon kingdom knelt down and lifted off the mask of the silver-clothed masked man.
It was a young man with a stern face, deep-set eyes and a high bridge of nose.
This person is indeed not from Dayong, he looks very similar to someone from the Northern Demonic Kingdom.
"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?"
Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath of air-conditioning,
The mages of the Northern Demonic Realm use the aura of heaven and earth to perform certain secret techniques.
Dayong practitioners, on the other hand, devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The two do not seem to conflict with each other, but it is impossible to make them compatible.