Chapter 1027

Of course, the one who wants Ding Yi to die most is Yu zuidao.

When he was young, he worked as a valet with Ningwu and watched Ningwu humiliated by Ding Yi and Shi Shengnan on the playground. He still remembers that scene.

Ding Yi's arrogance at that time was no different from that at present.

Shi Shengnan even killed a younger brother of Ningwu directly in front of Ningwu, just because that man scolded Ding Yi.

After so many years, he has grown up to be a master of Shengwu Academy. Everyone respects him, but he still has a thorn in his heart, which makes him uncomfortable all the time.

Only by pulling out the thorn thoroughly can he be a man again.

"Ning Yi, I want you to live rather than die today." Yu Zui Dao is walking like a meteor. As he speaks, he raises his arm and clanks. The long Dao in his hand trembles and makes a sound. The light of the Dao is integrated with the momentum released by his body.

At this moment, others are Dao, Dao is man, man Dao is one, man Dao is one.

"Yinsha sword technique"

The light of the knife is faster than the speed of sound, and so are people. By this time, Ding Yi can't see where others are. He can only feel the light of the knife passing like a meteor.

It was like the rain of arrows on the battlefield, which surrounded him.

In fact, the style of Yu Zui Dao is not so much, but because the speed is too fast, the awn is too dense, the front one has not disappeared, and the back one has come out again, so it looks like his awn is all over the sky.

In the face of this knife, ordinary people can't even escape from reality, only fight to the death.

"Yu Zui Dao." Ding Yi quietly looks at the light of the sword all over the sky. In other people's eyes, the light of the sword is like the sound speed. When his mental power is highly concentrated, it has become very slow.

Ding Yi's brain development is no more than ten percent, but also eight percent. His brain is tens of times faster than his. Every nerve is running like a computer.

At this moment, Yu Zui Dao's light has become like a slow motion, one move in one style, all presented in front of Ding Yi.

"Nineteen years ago, you were a waste in front of me. At that time, you didn't dare to say a word. Nineteen years later, you will still be the same, because a sheep and a tiger will not change no matter how many years pass."

It's not that you can ignore a tiger just because you have grown from a small sheep to a big one.

Tiger is always tiger, sheep is always sheep.

When Ding Yi said this, he still didn't use his magic weapon. His eyes seemed to be able to see through the flaws in the light of his sword. His body suddenly vibrated and his body released its momentum, which made the sun and the moon dim and the mountains and seas lose their voice.

"Tiger hard climbing" boom, his right hand a probe, such as tiger climbing, facing the front is a palm.

That's right. Ding Yi actually used the Baji boxing in Chinese martial arts.

If someone who knows Chinese martial arts sees it, he will definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.

People and immortals are rising step by step from practicing Chinese martial arts. Many people have forgotten the moves of Chinese martial arts and only use supernatural powers.

But now, Ding Yi is in front of them, returning to the original and recalling the past.

A fierce tiger climbs the mountain hard. It is as powerful as a fierce tiger. In an instant, it breaks out from the light of drunk sword.

On the first impact, with a bang, hit in drunk knife all over the sky, knife light fragmented.

Yu zuidao even feels that his long sword has been slapped by Ding Yi.

He could not catch his wrist at all. After a few tremors, the long knife flew out of his hand.

But Ding Yi's palm didn't stop. He continued to move forward. With incredible speed and strength, he clapped his hand on his forehead.

"How could it be?" In drunk knife can't believe looking at this scene.

He is an immortal, surpassing Ding Yi's dual realm.

Even if Ding Yi can kill the enemy at a higher level, he can't break his magic power with one move.

It seems that Ding Yi is two levels ahead of him.

There must be something wrong with this system. Yu zuidao's first thought was that there was something wrong with the virtual world system.

"Bang" and "cacha" the next moment, Yu Zui Dao cacha in the forehead, was hit to a concave, half of the head was almost exploded.

"Wow" in drunk knife spit blood, the head almost shrink to the neck, the whole body is a plop, a head carried to the foot of Ding Yi.

Ding Yi raised his foot, banged, stepped on his face, and trampled his face deeply under the ground.

"I said you're rubbish, don't you believe it?"

"Ah - the seed killed me." Yu zuidao couldn't bear the result and yelled wildly.

Nineteen years ago, when Ding Yi humiliated his eldest brother Ning Wu, he didn't dare to say a word. I didn't expect that after nineteen years, he would be the same as a dead dog in front of Ding Yi.

He didn't believe it. He thought there was something wrong with the system.

He wants to go out and fight to the death with Ding Yi.

"Kill me - kill me." Yu Zui Dao wriggles to get rid of Ding Yi's feet.

"If you don't accept it, if you don't accept it, you still don't accept it." Ding Yi raised his foot, and then, bang, bang, bang, stepped on it one by one. Every time, he stepped on his foot to touch the ground heavily.

In front of so many people, Yu zuidao is tortured and humiliated by Ding Yi. He really feels that life is not like death.

"This beast, let's go together." There are more than a dozen people on the side. They didn't rush up when they saw Yu Zui Dao. It's estimated that Yu Zui Dao can deal with Ding Yi alone.

I didn't expect that Ding Yi broke Yu Zui Dao with one move, and then humiliated Yu Zui Dao.

"Kill." All of them, together with each other, display their own magical powers and magic weapons, and all kinds of peerless skills. Countless gods and swords burst into the air, interweaving into a huge tide, like the disaster of doomsday, rushing to Ding Yi.

"It's really powerful, but ---" Ding Yi is still. He has been attacked by thousands of experts from henggu college. Compared with what he saw, it's just the difference between the sea and the water.

We Shengxing people are still making progress too fast and too proud. We think that we can fight against henggu college if we are a real king.

But I don't know the gap between the two sides is too big.

In front of this wave of attacks, the two core disciples of henggu college can almost resist.

It seems that we on earth still rely on high technology to fight against henggu.

Ding Yi has his own judgment.

Yes, over the years, people on earth have made rapid progress. With the help of Jiang Shen's treasure house, they have made great progress. Even the legendary real king has two.

But how do these people improve?

It all depends on the elixir in Jiang Shen's treasure house.

People who are hundreds of years old in henggu college are young people, and the experts are always thousands of years old. After thousands of years of practice, accumulation and accumulation, henggu college has its status today.

There are magic weapons, supernatural powers, runes, and the use of various technologies. Henggu is above the earth people.

If there are two core disciples who have been working for thousands of years, they have accumulated a lot of mysterious spirit. If they give a hand to Ding Yi, they will be able to play the power of more than ten people.

In the face of the two core students, Ding Yi does not need to move the golden sword now.

"Go." Ding Yi uses his foot to hook up Yu Zui Dao's body on the ground. Bang, he kicks his foot into the air.

Boom, Chi, most of the power in midair is on the body of drunk knife, tearing his whole body to pieces.

The rest of the force continued to rush to Ding Yi. Ding Yi's body was shaking and his palms were like lightning. In 0.1 seconds, he held more than ten palms in succession.

The surging palm wind formed a peerless defense in front of him, like the huge waves of the sea hitting the shore.

Boom, boom, the forces of both sides interweave and collide in mid air.

The strength of more than a dozen experts can't disperse Ding Yi's palm style.

Everyone's face turned pale in an instant.

"How could that be?"

"Can a person who has been robbed by the three immortals release such terrible power?"

Qian Ziniang was stunned. The bombardment of so many people didn't hurt Ding Yi. Instead, Ding Yi killed one of them.

Totally unreasonable? Is Ding Yi the bug of this virtual world, GM.

"Stop it." She suddenly yelled to stop Ding Yi, and then asked if he had turned on the plug-in.

Bijing virtual world is equivalent to a game.

But.

Who will listen to her except her people at the scene.

Ding Yi, in particular, didn't pay any attention at all. He resisted the attack of the crowd with a few palms. Whoosh, his body flew up. He was in the middle of the air. Bang, bang, bang, his fists and feet were all up. He kicked several magic weapons, and then his figure passed like a gust of wind.

Whoosh, a twinkling of an eye arrived in front of Qian Ziniang.

"Better not." In Qian Ziniang's scream, Ba, Ding Yi's left hand directly pinches her neck.

"Cluck cluck" Qian Ziniang could not speak, her eyes turned up like a dead fish.

She thinks it's totally incredible. When other people fight with magic powers and magic weapons, Ding Yi is like an ordinary person fighting. When he reaches out his hand and raises his foot, anyone in his hand is no different from a dead dog.

"Zi Niang, do you still have big breasts?" Ding Yi smiles and touches with his right hand.

Qian Ziniang was very happy at first. She was just thinking about whether she wanted to show off her style. She felt a sharp pain in her neck, and her whole head was twisted off by Ding Yi.