Chapter 938 Bloody Wicker

"Break it!"

Seeing the willow stick suddenly tense in Lin Yi's hand, Ding Daoming felt inexplicably nervous.

Afterwards, his eyes became sharper, and his inner strength boiled.

Suddenly, the three swords merged into one and fell down suddenly.

Suddenly, the sharp edge of the sword was like the teeth of a tiger's wolf, and it instantly slashed on the tightly stretched wicker!

Bang!

A crisp sound sounded.

It's like the sound of gold and stone colliding.

Ding Daoming's palm holding Dunqing was shocked by a huge force and hurt.

But the wicker in the boy's hand is still the same.

In mid-air, the edge of Dunqing's sword was still in contact with the wicker, but it was difficult to move forward any further.

Under the wicker, is the boy's face full of indifference.

"Dun Qing sword, unexpectedly failed to cut off that wicker!"

Someone exclaimed.

Jiangnan Jianzong's five-mouthed sword, in the land of southern Jing, has been endowed with extremely strong expectations.

Those five swords not only symbolize talent, but also honor symbolizes extremely strong fighting power!

Within a family, if one person owns the Jiangnan Sword, it is enough to lead the whole family on the road to prosperity.

Not to mention Dunqing, which is three grades higher than Jiangnan Sword!

And the one holding Dunqing is the current Suzerain of Jiangnan Sword Sect!

Everyone stared blankly at the strange scene in front of them.

The fragile wicker is hard to shake, no matter how you look at it, it seems absurd.

"Is this your sword?"

Lin Yi raised his head, looked at Ding Daoming who was behind the sword, and sighed slightly: "Can you be more serious and show some real skills."

"With your strength, you still want to defeat me with five swords? It's as ridiculous as a gnat trying to shake a tree."

With a shake of Lin Yi's arm, the taut wicker instantly became soft, and the willow will be completely entangled, and then Lin Yi raised his foot and kicked Ding Daoming flying.

boom!

When Ding Daoming fell to the ground, a carp straightened up and got up in an instant.

The shock on his face has not disappeared.

Whoosh.

Tang Qing, who was entangled in wicker, flew towards him in an instant, and the sword edge was inserted a little in front of his toes.

"Introduce energy into the wicker, and use the body of the willow to form a barrier of energy, which can stop me from being cleared!"

Ding Daoming's body trembled, his eyes widened.

He looked at the sword of Dunqing inserted in front of his toes, and felt a little lingering in his heart.

This sword, if the young man over there was a bit more ruthless, but just now, it directly pierced his body!

"I saved your life just now, and now I will give you the last chance to strike."

Lin Yi's eyes were indifferent, and he held the wicker in his hands, as if nothing had happened.

"I still wanted to save your life, but since you said so, it depends on my sword!"

Ding Daoming's complexion suddenly turned cold, and his eyes became more sharp. He stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his right hand, gripped the hilt tightly, and pulled the sword out of the ground.

Afterwards, he rushed forward rapidly, his whole body surged with energy, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with Dunqing in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, there was a wind, and countless sword qi shot towards all directions centered on Ding Daoming.

Each of them had one sword, and in an instant it transformed into a full thirty-six sword qi, sharp all over.

"Sword up!"

Ding Daoming shouted fiercely, and the thirty-six sword qi were divided again.

Behind him, the waves of sword energy formed by the sword energy.

He ran towards Lin Yi, like a thousand troops and horses, raging on the dust.

"Look at my sword!"

Ding Daoming roared, and the sword in his hand suddenly became radiant.

He slammed his foot on the ground and flew into mid-air, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.

At this moment, thirty-six sword qi gathered on Dunqing.

Compared with the three sword lights just now, at this moment Ding Daoming's sharp sword, the seven-foot sword has grown more than ten times.

In the middle of the sky, Ding Daoming's sword covered the sky and the sun, as if he wanted to smash the entire sky into pieces.

There was dust flying around, and Sword Master Dai and others who were a little closer could only feel the sword pressing on the top of their heads, and everyone looked up at Ding Daoming in midair.

Ding Daoming's figure quickly rose into the air, and then fell down quickly.

The huge sword of sudden clearing crashed down.

"I'll see how you block it with wicker!"

Ding Daoming shouted loudly.

This sword almost drained all the energy in his body.

Under the sword, the young man stood there, still holding the willow stick in his right hand, raising his head, looking at Dunqing in mid-air.

boom!

next second.

Under the eyes of everyone, the sharp sword fell on the top of the young man's head, causing countless dust.

With a slash of his sword, there was a huge gap in the ground.

Ding Daoming landed on the ground, holding Dunqing in his hand, panting slightly.

He stared sharply, looking around, as if he wanted to see the boy again.

But at first glance, there was nothing.

"he died?"

In the crowd, after some people hesitated, they asked in a low voice.

"He should be dead. The sword of the suzerain is so terrifying. If he doesn't die, it will be too perverted!" Zhao Fu shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity. He could be considered a genius, but he dares to be an enemy of our Jiangnan Sword Sect. It's not a pity to die." Chief Swordsman Dai took a deep breath.

Ding Daoming's sword just now, if it were him, he would have been seriously injured by the sword energy and was on the verge of death before the sword fell.

And that boy took the sword with his head abruptly!

In this case, I am afraid that the whole person will be split in half!

"Lin Jiuxuan has died by my sword. I will arrange for someone to pass on the news now." Ding Daoming stood there, looked at it for a long time, and finally confirmed that the guy in front of him was blown to pieces by his sword. He said coldly: "Tell the whole of Jingnan, whoever wants to fight against my Jiangnan Sword Sect, must be prepared to bear the wrath of my Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

"In the next year, if I still hear that someone insults my Jiangnan Sword Sect, don't blame this Sect Master for bringing Dun Qing here!"

Ding Daoming's voice was sonorous and powerful.

It fell into the ears of Zhu Shiqing and the others, making them tremble all over, but looking at Zongjian Dai and the others, their faces were full of excitement.

The Sovereign came in person.

These four words alone are enough to make the whole of Jingnan completely bow down!

The name of Jiangnan Sword Sect will only become louder after today!

"The suzerain is here in person, what a suzerain is here."

Ding Daoming had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt a gust of cool wind in his ears, and heard the somewhat indifferent tone of a young man slowly ringing from his ears.

"how is this possible!"

Ding Daoming's hair exploded all over his body, his pupils shrank, he held Dunqing in his hand, and quickly turned around with a sharp sword in his hand, wanting to take this opportunity to distance himself from the boy who suddenly appeared behind him.

But in the next second, Ding Daoming only felt a slight chill in the right arm holding the sword.

His figure was indeed receding as imagined, but in his sight, the only thing he could see behind him was his right arm, which was holding Dunqing, running in the opposite direction.

Behind him was a tender wicker stained with blood, and the peaceful face of the young man.

Thank you for your reward.

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Wow, being pestered by a girl on the phone made my mind go blank. It took me six hours to write two chapters. I haven’t even eaten yet. I’m starving to death.

I'm guilty, I'm going to eat instant noodles, sorry.

Tomorrow is a new month, I love you all, thank you for being with us all the way.

Good night.