Chapter 912

At this time, Ding Yi is no longer fighting alone.

As long as his mind is strong enough, the more flying swords he drives, the more Ding Yi he has.

He stood in the same place, more than 30 flying swords chasing out, just like there were more than 30 Ding Yi, one chasing one person.

Those who run around can't get far.

No matter how fast they are, Ding Yi's swords will soon fall like meteors.

Zhu Zhi's eyes are about to fall out. How could a man be so powerful?

And how could he have so many flying swords? And it's like a psychic?

"Ning Yi, I'll fight with you." Zhu Zhi also jumped out and stood on the falling warship.

He knows that he can't run. Seeing Ding Yi's sword, he knows that he can't run away, so he has to fight to the death.

"Spell? Are you qualified to fight with me? A role like ants. " Ding Yi is still standing in the same place, carrying his hands and being supercilious.

"Animal, what are you, zhitianxin and renxiansanjiao? It's not so arrogant to kill you like a dog." Zhu Zhi leaps in the air, and without any weapons, he shouts at Ding Yi.

His palms were black, and he didn't know what magic skills he was practicing. With the wind of his palms, the wind was roaring and smelling. He came to Ding Yi, and he was sleepy.

It turns out that the mysterious Zhitian Xinhe has been robbed by the immortals, but his words may not be believable.

Ding Yi listened quietly, and watched Zhu Zhi jump in front of him. Then he gave a sneer.

"The Pearl of a grain of rice is also shining?" Let me show you what is peerless magic skill.

Bang, Ding Yi reached out to "capture the eight wasters" and used the magic power of henggu college.

The big hand covers the sky. It's vast and mighty. Zhu Zhi's eyes are dark, as if the heaven, the earth, the sun and the moon are covered.

Want to see eight wild big capture is about to fall, Zhu to repeatedly change moves, boxing and kicking.

"Heaven and earth break"

"Beyond redemption"

"Breaking the sea"

At the end, bang, smash Ding Yi's eight wasteland capture.

"Ha ha ha, you are willing to come here only because of your sharp fates." He thinks that Ding Yi relies on the power of Xunyuan sword, and his real Kung Fu is nothing more than that.

But at the same time that the eight wild capture was broken, a palm had fallen quietly.

Ding Yi's voice also rang up: "yes."

Hiss, Zhu Zhi whole body a cold, discover this voice comes from behind.

I don't know when Ding Yi is behind him.

Damn it, he knew at this time. Ding Yi just used a big move to capture him. He didn't really want to catch him, but used his big hand to cover his sight.

When it's dark in front of him, Ding Yi has come behind him.

He didn't have time to turn around.

Ba, Ding Yi's palm is already on his forehead.

"Ah --" Zhu Zhi immediately screamed, and then his whole body began to twitch, and his skin quickly aged and withered.

"Corrosive talons"

Ding Yi's palm is like a life threatening claw, swallowing Zhu Zhi's life.

His life span is rapidly aging, a thousand years in a flash.

"Ah - don't - don't kill me..." in his bitter cry, he soon began to grow old, decay, and finally become a dry corpse.

Finally, when he fell to the ground with a plop, Ding Yi felt cold and felt a special breath.

"Rotten gas"

Well, what you just received from killing a monster is the gas of death, and what you received from this boy is the gas of decay? It seems to have something to do with his kung fu.

If you receive the rotten gas, it's also a hell thing. It can also drive the ghost mirror.

That's one or two moves. Ding Yi beat a human immortal into a mummy.

At the moment of Zhu Zhi's death, in the distance, more than 30 flying swords came through the air, each with a trace of blood.

"He Zhitian's feud grows deeper and deeper. If I don't look for them, they also want to look for me. This Julie can never marry him." Ding Yiyi thinks that it's time to go back to Titan city.

Whoosh, as he flew up in the air, more than 30 swords followed him like streamers, and then clang, clang, clang, fell into his body.

In the twinkling of an eye, I don't know.

The scene is still exploding, the warships are falling to the ground, and there are fires everywhere.

After waiting for more than a minute, two figures jumped out of the fallen warship.

Both of them were men, wearing a generation of armor, with injuries and bloodstains. One of them was fighting a fire while walking. They jumped out of the center of the falling warship and came to a big tree. They sat down in panic. One of them was carrying a medicine box and was looking for something to treat them.

"This Ning Yi is not a human being. He is just like the devil of henggu. He is too fierce. Lao Ding, do you think Zhitian Xinhe is his opponent?"

"I haven't seen Zhitian Xinhe. How can I know? But his magic weapon is so powerful that he can divide his mind into more than 30 parts. Each sword seems to be controlled by someone - how can it be? Is his mind so strong? I'm afraid Shi wa can't be divided into more than 30 years, can he? "

"There are many people who can control more than 30 swords at the same time, and the big three can do it, but each sword is like an independent person using it. I'm afraid Shi wa can't either - it's the skill of his magic weapon itself, or it's a magic power - God, if I want to have such a magic weapon, I can have a look."

"I'm afraid it's not a magic weapon. It's him who is so powerful. Then he's really terrible."

"We'll go back immediately and report to Zhitian Dahe that Ning Yi is our biggest enemy --"

"Good."

While they were in treatment, they were communicating. Halfway through the conversation, they suddenly heard a voice.

"What sound." Both men turned their heads at the same time.

Then I watched in horror, a long sword, floating in the air, facing them.

"How could it be?" They both stood up and screamed.

"Chi"

With a flash of sword light, two heads rose to the sky.

The long sword seems to have a spirit. It cuts off the heads of the two people with one sword, hovers and clanks in the same place, makes a sound like a dragon chant, and goes through the air. A few minutes later, it catches up with Ding Yi, swish and plunges into Ding Yi's body.

"Fierce, fierce, you really want to be invincible in the world." He always underestimated Ding Yi's little immortal insect. At this time, he was full of praise and his tone became respectful: "every sword is like a part of you - dozens of Ding Yi in a fight - no different from Shi Wa's sage."

Shi Wa's holiness, but also the idea of blessing to others, in order to play her power.

As long as Ding Yi sacrifices a sword, it is equivalent to putting a Ding Yi outside. This is really powerful.

Xiaoxianchong couldn't see it: "can you drive 999 swords at the same time when you practice to the end? Isn't fairyland invincible

"Ha ha ha." Ding Yi complacent: "where, where, sometimes, or to rely on you."

He said modesty, but the pride in his heart was clear.

"Don't be complacent. How do I feel you want to rest?" Xiaoxianchong disdains the way.

"Nonsense, if it wasn't for my brain development and mental strength, I could use dozens of things at the same time and drive for such a long time?" Ding Yi scolds, finds a mountain where no one is, and falls down for a rest.

It's both pretending to be better and more powerful, but it's too brain damaging.

It's not something that ordinary people can bear.

At that time just now, his brain was running at an extraordinary speed dozens of times. Now after stopping, he still feels that his brain is heavy and a little sleepy.

"Then find Shi Shengnan." Fairy bug laughs.

"What are you looking for?" Ding Yi is inexplicable.

"Sleeping with her and having a good relationship with her can greatly enhance your mental strength." Xiaoxianchong said: "your Xingyun Dadi Sutra is created to improve mental strength. I've practiced a few times recently, and I feel much smarter. Ah, my baby is so happy. Do you want to continue to practice?"

"What --" Ding Yi did not spit out a mouthful of blood after listening to Hao Xuan: "what do you practice the great emperor's Sutra? Damn it

He is about to collapse. Xiaoxianchong is connected with his brain. Xiaoxianchong knows all the things in his brain, and even quietly learns the great Sutra of Xingyun.

"Why can't I practice? Hum, I have to practice -- who can I find to make friends with in the future? " All of a sudden, the fairy bug talks to himself.

Ding Yi is sweating.

But the immediate reaction: "don't worry, I'll help you catch a bug when you have a chance."

"Bah." Xiaoxianchong is very angry.