Those sword rays penetrated into the eyebrows of the several Fuso warriors, and the weapons in their hands had already been broken by the sharp sword energy.
Several Fuso warriors froze for a moment, with frightened looks on their faces.
Then the Fuso warriors fell down softly before they could scream.
Ding Xiaoyi's whole body was filled with a strong killing spirit,
He saw that the sword meaning on the handwriting he left behind had been erased, and the writing that had erased the sword meaning was just like ordinary handwriting.
And only a strong person can erase the sword intention on that handwriting.
It is impossible for ordinary Fuso warriors to erase the sword intention on that handwriting.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi forcefully kill those Fusang warriors, several more Fusang warriors rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi and others.
There were ferocious expressions on their faces.
Every Fuso warrior's body was filled with violent energy.
Several cold blades glowed coldly in the air.
Ding Xiaoyi was so angry that he disappeared into the group of Fuso warriors like a shadow.
"Bang, bang, bang",
After several dull sounds,
The Fuso warriors who rushed towards him with their swords were all kicked away by him.
Several figures landed on the auditorium of the arena like kites with broken strings.
They let out bursts of wailing sounds.
The short old Fuso man just watched all this calmly.
A feminine middle-aged man had a nervous look in his eyes, and he whispered in the ear of the short old man Fusang from time to time.
The imperial monks who had been beaten to the ground saw excited expressions on their faces when Ding Xiaoyi entered the scene forcefully.
Tang Qing and others helped up the severely injured monks in the imperial capital.
Ning Wuzhe's face was calm, and he followed Ding Xiaoyi.
He is not good at fighting, so Ding Xiaoyi can make the decision in everything.
"asshole",
Several Fuso warriors raised their weapons,
Seeing how fierce Ding Xiaoyi was, they didn't dare to step forward.
There was cruelty in their eyes, but none of the Fuso warriors dared to take action rashly.
"A bunch of eggless Japanese pirates",
Ding Xiaoyi glanced at this group of Fuso warriors who were aggressive but did not dare to step forward and sneered.
Upon hearing Ding Xiaoyi's sarcasm, the faces of these Fuso warriors became very ugly.
"Pah, pah, pah",
The short old Fuso man who was sitting as steady as a mountain couldn't help but clapped his hands when he heard Ding Xiaoyi's ridicule.
His eyes were cold and murderous,
He looked at Ding Xiaoyi and the monks from Dayong Emperor Capital, with a contemptuous smile on his face.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes also fell on the short old man Fusang, and the two looked at each other.
"As expected of a young hero, if I, Fusang, were as heroic as King Ding Zhan, I, Fusang, would no longer be living in that small country."
The short old Fusang man gave Ding Xiaoyi words of approval.
Man
Xiao Yi raised his cold eyes and said unceremoniously:
"You Fuso Japanese pirates are just a bunch of beasts. It is a gift from God that the small island can accommodate you."
Hearing Ding Xiaoyi’s merciless ridicule,
The short old Fusang man's face changed slightly, and his eyes flashed with a heart-stopping cold light.
"King Ding Zhan, even if we are a small island country like Fusang, don't you, Emperor Yong, still want to marry me, Fusang?"
"You, Dayong, are nothing more than that. I, the Fuso Warrior, occupy the city of killing. Where are you, the strong masters of Dayong?"
The old Fusang man retorted to Ding Xiaoyi.
"The Fuso beast's ability to sit in a well and look at the sky is truly extraordinary. He just doesn't know how high the sky is."
Ding Xiaoyizhi
Dao said that this marriage was just for the Nirvana Stone of Destiny, and Feng Qingwu had already explained everything.
Obtained the Nirvana Stone of Destiny,
He doesn't mind sinking Fuso Island and letting the Fuso Island country completely disappear into the East China Sea.
"Sitting in a well and looking at the sky? Ding??????????????? The War King thinks too highly of your country, right? Our Fusang Kingdom is the country of the sun, shining brightly throughout the East China Sea, while your country can only survive.
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The old Fusang man said to Ding Xiaoyi disdainfully.
After hearing the words of the old man Fusang, Ding Xiaoyi knew that the old man Fusang had great ambitions.
They should have arranged everything long ago,
Fusang dies but Dayong's heart never dies.
They are ferocious and violent by nature, and it is far from what a Yong can satisfy them.
"It's really shameless. You don't stay in Fusang Island country, but you come to the capital of Emperor Yong to seek death. Today, the Japanese War King will punish you Fusang Japanese pirates."
Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand, and a violent aura arose around him.
Although his spiritual sea has been destroyed,
However, the sword intent around him turned into actual sword energy and surged up, spreading like a sky and covering the sun.
"King Ding Zhan, today you are the one to experience the magical skills of our Fusang Kingdom."
The old man Fusang stood up,
His body suddenly pulled out, and his short body suddenly became taller.
Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly,
As expected, this old Fusang man has practiced Fusang's Eight Divine Skills. I don't know which skill this old man has cultivated.
"The Eight Divine Skills of Fuso are just mediocre. Geng Liqiu also died under the sword of this war king."
"To put it bluntly, your Fuso Yashen Techniques are just the Eight Great Beast Combat Techniques. They appear to be powerful, but they are actually vulnerable to a single blow."
Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and mocked the other party.
When the old man Fusang heard this, his face turned gloomy.
The Fuso Eight Divine Skills have always been the pride of Fuso warriors, and every Fuso warrior is proud to practice the Eight Divine Skills.
But when it comes to Ding Xiaoyi's mouth, the Fuso Eight Divine Skills have become ordinary beastly fighting skills.
How could he bear this?
"I hope Ding Zhanwang's strength is as good as your mouth. Don't let me down."
The old Fusang man said to Ding Xiaoyi coldly, his eyes
The murderous intent flickering inside became even more intense.
"Be careful, he is Dongcang Xuanji from the Fuso Dongcan family. The Fuso warriors here call him Toji-sama."
Ning Wuzhe's reminder came to his ears,
Ding Xiaoyi did not expect that this seemingly short and insignificant old man would actually be a strong man from the Fusang Dongcang family.
The Dongcang family is one of the famous surnames in Fusang country.
It is also one of the oldest surnames in Fusang Kingdom, and its bloodline can be traced back to the Sun Clan.
The Fusang Kingdom calls itself the Sun Kingdom, and the Sun Clan was once a type of human race in the Cangxuan Realm.
Later, for unknown reasons, he left Cangxuan Realm and went to the East China Sea.
Then he settled in an island country in the East China Sea,
Back then, the Sun Clan took away a sacred tree called Fusang.
Later, the island was also called Fusang Island, and finally evolved into Fusang Country.
The people of Fusang Kingdom call themselves descendants of the Sun Clan, and the king of Fusang Kingdom calls himself the Sun King.
Geng Liqiu is the eighth son of the Sun King of Fusang Kingdom.
The Dongcang family and the Sun King family have been on good terms for generations, and the death of Geng Liqiu also aroused the anger of the Sun King of Fusang Kingdom.
This time Dayong and Fusang are getting married, Dongcang Xuanji is also one of Fusang's envoys.
What he wanted to do was to avenge Geng Liqiu and came to the killing capital with the purpose of killing Ding Xiaoyi.
"I heard that your Dongcang family has practiced one of the eight beast skills, but I don't know which one it is?"
Ding Xiaoyi's sarcastic voice echoed in the ears of the old Fusang man.
And his figure had already shot away towards the battle platform.
Ding Xiaoyi landed on the fighting platform, and with a flick of his hand, he picked up the withered vine.
"Ding Zhanwang",
Man Luo's face was pale and bloodless,
She felt a loyal sense of security pouring into her heart from the thick chest. She knew without looking that it was Ding Xiaoyi who was holding her.
"You go down first and leave this to me."
Ding Xiaoyi pressed his slender palm on Man Luo's back, and a majestic sword intention spread into Man Luo's body.
The overbearing sword intent was like a dragon flying out into the sea, dissolving all the restrictions around Man Luo.
Man Luo only felt a fierce sword intention coming from her body, and the sword intention was like breaking bamboo, breaking down all the restrictions that the old Fusang had left in her body.
She felt a lightness all over her body, and her cultivation level returned.
Ding Xiaoyi's powerful sword intent directly cleared away the restrictions left by Dongcang Xuanji, and then he stopped.
"You be more careful",
Man Luo's beautiful eyes turned, and a shy blush began to appear on her face.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded,
He wanted Dongcang Xuanji to leave the killing city on his knees for the woman who bullied him.
Feeling Ding Xiaoyi's surging anger, Man Luo felt warm in her heart.
Together with her figure, she turned into a dancing butterfly and fell towards the battle platform.
Seeing Man Luo coming off the fighting platform,
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes fell on the old man Fusang, and he made no secret of his tit-for-tat killing intent.