Chapter 937: Folding Willows Into Swords

"What do you think, Your Excellency? If you are timid to fight, then now, you have already activated the array of prisoner swords, and with this rain of swords piercing my heart, I guarantee in the name of the lord of the Jiangnan Sword Sect that there will never be any resist."

"And I guarantee that your Excellency Lin Jiuxuan's three words can intimidate the whole of Jingnan in one day, and become famous at a young age. This is probably the purpose of your trip, and you can be regarded as fulfilling your wish."

Down below, Ding Daoming paused while holding his hand, with a smile on his face, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, with a bit of fairy air.

He looked at the rain of swords and the sword energy all over the sky, and the amazement in his heart was self-evident.

In the Jiangnan Sword Sect, this formation of prisoner swords has been circulated for many years, but no one has ever successfully activated it. Now, it actually appeared in front of Ding Daoming's eyes.

"You want to fight me?"

Lin also looked down at Ding Daoming standing outside the sword mound with playful eyes.

"good!"

Ding Daoming nodded: "Since you are an enemy of our Jiangnan Sword Sect, as the suzerain, I am naturally obliged to defend the majesty of our sect and fight you!"

After hearing Ding Daoming's words, He Yunxiao and the others below seemed a bit complicated.

"This Jiangnan Sword Sect Sect Master Qi Yubufan is good, it's rare to see him, but isn't he out of his mind, and wants to make this kid give up this formation and jump down to fight him? That kid is not an idiot!"

"This kid is taking advantage now, it's a pity, otherwise, if the lord of the Jiangnan Sword Sect came forward, wouldn't he overthrow this kid with one move?"

"Relying on the blessing of the formation, the lord of the Jiangnan Sword Sect who was able to force this had to discuss with him, and he has made a profit."

The people below, looking at Ding Daoming over there, sighed.

No matter what method Lin Jiuxuan used over there, he always forced the suzerain of Jiangnan Sword Sect out.

Now Ding Daoming wants to fight alone? Doesn't that mean that Lin Jiuxuan is required to give up all his advantages?

No normal person would choose to do that.

"Okay, then let me see how strong the Jiangnan Sword Sect Master is."

Lin Yi nodded and spoke softly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone below seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and looked up at the young man in mid-air.

"This kid really has lost his mind." He Yunxiao swallowed and muttered.

"It's too exaggerated, but that's the suzerain of Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

"He probably doesn't know how powerful the master of the Jiangnan Sword Sect is, and he also said that he really thought that relying on this sword array, the fox pretends to be the tiger's might, is his own strength?"

The faces of the group of people below were all weird.

Everyone thought that this guy who called himself Lin Jiuxuan was looking for his own death.

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he stepped on the long sword that stopped horizontally in mid-air, and went all the way down.

He stood in the sword mound, and the rain of long swords and sword energy around him stopped at the side, and there was no more movement, as if he had been pressed into a fixed frame.

He Yunxiao and the others felt that the pressure around them suddenly eased, and many people turned their heads to look.

In the eyes of everyone, the young man over there walked out of the sword mound slowly. He was carrying a backpack, his hands in his pockets, and walked through the crowd with a calm expression.

When Ding Daoming saw Lin Yi walking out of the sword mound, his face was overjoyed.

As long as Lin Jiuxuan in front of him doesn't have a sword formation in hand, then Ding Daoming has full confidence to deal with this kid.

"The sword I hold is clear. Since you fight me, I will not bully you. There are so many swords in the sword mound, you just choose one and fight me again."

Ding Daoming smiled slightly, his hands cleared,

Glowing white, not yet out of the scabbard, it already makes people feel the coldness of the sword.

At this moment, Chief Swordsman Dai and Wang Jianshi are standing behind Ding Daoming.

Zhao Fu and Yu Jinglong were also staring at Lin Yi fiercely in front of them. They looked like they could devour Lin Yi completely.

"Before I fight you, I want to know what is inside that vertical coffin."

Lin also spoke lightly.

"A vertical coffin?"

Ding Daoming was slightly taken aback when he heard Lin Yi's words, and then turned his head to look. When he saw the vertical coffin exposed outside, his expression froze, and then he simply shook his head: "I only know There is a sword array here, but I don't know what is inside the vertical coffin under the sword array."

Speaking of this, Ding Daoming paused: "Of course, it's also possible. Inside that vertical coffin is the fifth sword, Broken Sword Hongchen."

"Broken Sword Hongchen..."

Lin Yi thought silently in his heart, when the Chenli ancient sword appeared and confronted the vertical coffin, Lin Yi felt a little weird in it.

It was a strange feeling, indescribable.

"That's right, Broken Sword Hongchen's sword belongs to one of the five swords of our Sword Sect, but no one has ever seen it before. Maybe it's among them." Ding Daoming shook his head. Shaking his head: "Come on, you go and choose a sword."

"Of course, you can also choose that Chenli."

Chenli's sword is always more domineering than Dunqing's.

Ding Daoming said this in order not to be left behind after the final victory.

"It's unnecessary."

Lin also walked to the side of the road and stood under a willow tree.

While everyone was watching, Lin Yi broke a seven-foot wicker from the willow tree.

"What do you mean?"

Ding Daoming was stunned.

"There is no need to take a sword. With this article, it is enough to deal with you."

Lin Yi shook his head with a calm tone.

"He will use wicker for a sword!"

"It's crazy!"

"This Lin Jiuxuan really didn't know how he died!"

Seeing Lin Yi's actions, everyone was shocked.

Zhu Shiqing's pretty face was even more complex, looking at the guy holding a wicker over there, her eyes were full of meaning.

"You really look down on me Jiangnan Jianzong! Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ding Daoming was furious when he heard the words, without any hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of the Sword of Dunqing suddenly, and the Taoist robe in front of him rattled, and everyone could see that there was still some distance between Ben and the boy Ding Daoming, in the next second, had already reached the boy with a clear hand in his hand!

"Within five swords, I will defeat you!"

Ding Daoming snorted coldly, and a white light flashed in his hand. He held the sword with one hand, and the backhand sword came down from top to bottom, and slashed at Lin Yi's head!

"This is the first sword!"

This sword, before it fell, made the surrounding air cool. Everyone saw that Ding Daoming's hand suddenly cleared up, and it instantly turned into three sword lights, all of which were blessed on the body of the sword. The overlapping, each stack, makes the power on the sword body stronger.

Lin Yi stood under the sharp edge of the sword with a calm face, despite the momentum of the sword edge like a rainbow, he remained motionless.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Jiuxuan's right hand shook lightly, and his originally limp wicker instantly collapsed straight, revealing his sharpness.

Thank you が洧沵, ①苆侒ぬあ, pure wind,