It was like encountering some natural enemy. What was even more terrifying was that the aura of the flying sword was disappearing at an extremely fast speed!
Yes, it is a complete disappearance!
On the opposite side, Luo Ding seemed to feel something. His expression changed drastically. Then, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, he pinched a sword formula with his right hand again!
The flying sword floating in the middle of Ye Bai's eyebrows was like taking a Shiquan Dabu Pill. His breath burst out, and suddenly, he stabbed towards Ye Bai again.
Only this time, a smile appeared on Ye Bai's lips.
In his eyes, the blood moon suddenly flashed, the light bloomed, and then disappeared.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Luo Ding's mouth. He stared at Ye Bai and shouted: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
At that moment, his flying sword also disappeared together.
It is a true disappearance!
Because no matter how Luo Ding sensed it, he couldn't sense his flying sword. What made him even more painful was that the connection between him and his natal flying sword was actually severed!
He knew exactly what this meant.
Ye Bai's eyes were calm, but his aura was soaring!
Then he said calmly: "Nothing is impossible."
Luo Ding's face became surprisingly angry, and he said angrily: "Okay, okay, I really underestimated you. Do you think I will admit defeat and let you go like this? You are wrong, you will know soon."
, the gap between realms is insurmountable, and all your efforts will be in vain!"
When Luo Ding finished saying this, his breath soared. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and slapped it in the direction of Ye Bai!
Obviously this is a very relaxing thing, but at this moment, Luo Ding gives people a very heavy and sluggish feeling.
Especially, when his palm suddenly struck, the space vibrated, creating ripples out of thin air. At the same time, a huge black palm print, exuding a terrifying and evil aura, struck towards Ye Bai.
Ye Bai's expression became solemn. In front of this huge black palm, he even felt a trembling feeling. It was a trembling feeling coming from the depths of his body, mind, and soul. It was as if Luo Ding's palm was invincible.
!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Bai held the Blood Moon Sword, but the real energy of his physical strength was inputted into it crazily.
At the same time, the blood-colored light around them became brighter and brighter, and countless thick blood mist began to appear, completely separating the blood-colored arena from the outside world.
If there is a third person standing in it at this moment, he will definitely feel that the arena of life and death at this moment really looks like an arena of life and death.
But outside, in the audience seats, there was an explosion, and everyone was talking about it, because in their sight, the arena of life and death was glowing red, but they could not see clearly what was going on inside.
Only Elder Qingyun and Master Shuiyue, who were sitting in the seats at the back of the life and death arena, could clearly see the scene inside.
"artistic conception!"
Elder Qingyun sighed, his eyes were unusually complicated and gratifying, but more importantly, they were filled with envy and a hint of confusion.
Master Shuiyue was in great spirits. He smiled slightly and said, "Now, how do you feel about the outcome?"
When Tang Yan and Su Xue heard this, their ears immediately stood up, ready to listen to Elder Qingyun's opinion.
After Elder Qingyun heard this, he pondered for a moment and then said softly: "If this is what Luo Ding does, then he has lost."
Tang Yan opened his eyes wide and said with some shock and speechlessness: "Master, you can't be partial. This Luo Ding is also a half-step golden elixir monk, how could he lose like this?"
Elder Qingyun snorted dissatisfied, stared at Tang Yan and said: "You don't know the power of artistic conception, that's why you say this. Learn more from Ye Bai. You are older than him, but your talent is far behind."
, when you understand an artistic conception, you will know why I said this."
Tang Yan curled his lips and felt completely relaxed. He just sighed and said: "Hey, Master, who is your disciple? My talent is not bad, right? Didn't you always praise me before?"
"So now you don't realize your problem? If I praise you now, will you blush?"
Elder Qingyun puffed his beard and said with eyes wide open.
Tang Yan smiled coquettishly. Even though he was very thick-skinned, if he was praised for his talent in front of Ye Bai and Su Xue, he would blush and even wish he could dig a hole to bury himself.
"here we go."
Just when Elder Qingyun was about to say something, Master Shuiyue reminded him.
Elder Qingyun once again swallowed back the words that reached his throat. He stared at the audience, and at the same time, his expression became solemn.
Su Xue and Tang Yan also looked over. Although they could not see the situation inside, it did not affect their hearts becoming nervous.
In the bloody world, streaks of blood mist sprayed out and wrapped around the black palm. Gradually, it became clear that Luo Ding was not far from Ye Bai's body, but the speed of the black palm became slower and slower, even in the end.
It became a turtle speed.
Wisps of white smoke floated away, and what Luo Ding couldn't believe was that his very confident blow was slowly disintegrated by the blood mist!
Although the speed is not fast, with the current speed of the black palm, Ye Bai can face it calmly.
Ye Bai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that when he picked up the Blood Moon Sword, his artistic conception was further enhanced!
After gathering his thoughts, Ye Bai stared at Luo Ding, but there was naked murderous intent in his eyes.
"If that's all you have, to be honest, I'm very disappointed in you. You can go and die."
Ye Bai's voice was very calm, as if he was announcing the result.
Luo Ding's face turned red and he said angrily: "Ye Bai, I want to see if you can kill me!"
Being so humiliated by a junior in the Ning Yuan Dzogchen Realm made Luo Ding furious. Ever since his cultivation reached the half-step golden elixir, let alone a junior in the Ning Yuan realm, even a monk in the early stage of foundation building
, he also likes to ignore it.
In the past, he would not have believed that a junior with the Ning Yuan realm would dare to be so arrogant in front of him, but now, it is no longer a question of whether he believes it or not, but that he feels a life and death crisis!