Chapter 1617

You have Wang pin Xian ware, so do I.

Ding Yi can't help but raise his hand and make a gold seal in the hall.

Bai Luoyin, who was chasing Ding Yi, was so proud that he suddenly felt a terrible breath and rose from Ding Yi's body.

Then there was light in the dark.

"When" overlord gold seal on the dark sword, the "collapse" dark sword gives out a long sound, swish, swish, directly fly back tens of meters, and finally nailed to the ground.

The darkness disappeared and the scene became bright.

Overlord Jinyin continued to move forward and smashed on Qianfeng sword.

The king of the Golden Bear flew backwards with his sword. His sword didn't matter much. His people bumped into the wall with a thump, and his blood was churning. Wow, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Originally, they chased Ding Yi all over the street with the seven kill sword, and they were almost able to kill him. Unexpectedly, Ding Yi suddenly offered a magic weapon and turned it over immediately.

"No, Overlord gold seal." Xing Qisha is one of the top ten immortals in heaven. Of course, he knows Ding Yi's magic weapon. Seeing that Ding Yi has the golden seal of overlord, his soul flies out of the sky.

"Hum" he quickly opened the sword box and waved in the air.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng, Qianfeng sword and dark sword all fly up. The dark flies to his hand, and Qianfeng flies to Tianzhu.

He plans to break all the pillars and collect six swords.

Although less brutal, but after collecting six, he is sure to resist Ding Yi's overlord gold seal.

Moreover, he guessed that Ding Yi must have robbed another cruel weapon.

Only by killing Ding Yi can we gather the seven kill sword.

"Wan Zhenjun, Xing Qisha, you two can die." Ding Yi can't take care of it at this time. Wang Pinxian comes out and kills all the time.

"Bang" overlord Jinyin directly crushed them.

"You want to kill us? "The Big Dipper seven kills" -- Xing Qi kills a fierce drink, lightly pats the sword box.

Brush, the sword box burst into the air, suddenly decomposed in mid air, card, card, card, into seven scabbards of different lengths.

The scabbard is a big dipper formation. There is a light transparent fine awn between the scabbard and scabbard, forming a tight defensive formation.

The "boom" overlord's gold seal smashed on seven scabbards.

"Brush" scabbard like seven stars bloom fine awn, unexpectedly blocked the overlord gold seal hit.

"Together, kill him and take his magic weapon." Wan Zhenjun's hand is fierce, his figure is like a ghost, and his palm blows out like thousands of dragons. He blows away to Ding Yi's left.

Bai Luoyin and the king of Golden Bear have no choice. They attack on both sides. All the magic powers and magic weapons are moving.

Xing Qisha blocks Ding Yi's golden seal with his sword box and looks up nervously into the air.

In mid air, the sword was flying and exploding.

BAM, BAM, BAM, the pillars of heaven were broken and collapsed, and a lot of mud and stones rolled down, revealing the immortal swords inside.

"Bloody", "dead", "clear water" and "split air", the seven killing swords were born one after another.

From time to time, he ejected the blood essence from his fingers to subdue these flying swords with the blood essence of Qi Sha Xian Jun.

As long as he subdues all the six immortal swords, he can at least remain invincible, not to say that he can defeat Bawang Jinyin, because his realm will be higher than Ding Yi, and he can give full play to the power of Wang Pinxian's weapons.

But just at this time, Ding Yi certainly knew that he couldn't let him subdue all the swords.

Ding Yi, the "King's Amulet of strong wind", is full of immortal Qi, which flows into the nine five immortals' mansion. He takes the collected King's Amulet of strong wind and triggers it.

"Whoa Hoo" between heaven and earth, the voice of black leopard sounded. The animals roared. The king of leopard came out of the mountain, and from behind Ding Yi, a giant beast rose into the sky.

Ding Yi's body trembles violently and feels a mysterious force enter his body in a flash.

The blood in his body was so hot that his body seemed to explode.

"Wan Zhenjun." Ding Yilang screamed.

"Go to hell." Wan Zhenjun's anger is like the anger of the gods. A fierce shadow appears behind Ding Yi.

Ding Yi is surrounded by three of them, and Wang Pinxian, who killed seven immortals, is on the side. In his opinion, Ding Yi will die anyway today.

He is very fierce and breaks the air with one punch. His fist has locked Ding Yi's head, and he is confident that he will blow Ding Yi's head with one punch.

But.

But all of a sudden.

He felt a shock in the void and Ding Yi's body trembled.

Whoosh, Ding Yi disappeared like nothing.

"Eh, where's Ding Yi?" Wan Zhenjun can't believe looking at the empty front.

Even Xianjun, there is no such speed, can be in his eyes, suddenly disappear.

No matter how the lightning cloud wings before Ding Yi flash, his eyes can still be locked and can keep up with them.

You can see where Ding Yi is going.

But now Ding Yi is gone, even his eyes can't be caught.

Compare him to a speed measuring radar. Now Ding Yi's speed has surpassed his radar, and even the radar can't see clearly.

"Be careful." At this time, Xing Qisha called.

The cry of Xing Qisha is not over.

Ding Yi suddenly appears behind Wan Zhenjun, the evil hand.

A volley, big hands like lightning.

He grabbed Wan Zhenjun's neck and raised his body high.

Wan Zhenjun trembled and found that he could not move. All the immortal Qi and supernatural powers were sealed in an instant. The fear of death spread to Wan Zhenjun's heart.

"Don't -- Ding Yi, don't --" Wan Zhenjun cried out in horror.

After a lot of hardships, he rose from the human world to the immortal world step by step, and then to the later stage of Xuanxian, he was selected into the heaven guard.

Promotion to Xianjun may be within a hundred years.

He felt that he was almost half a foot into the same life with heaven and earth, immortal realm, but now, Ding Yi suddenly into the abyss.

"Wan Zhenjun, have you ever regretted doing right with me?" Ding Yi grins grimly.

"Kill." At this time, Xing Qisha's mind moved.

Zheng, a wisp of blood came through the air.

The "blood color" in the seven kill sword comes.

Before the sword arrived, there was a bloody smell in the air. Ding Yi smelled it slightly and felt dizzy.

There is poison in the sword, and the blood color is charming.

"No, never." Wan Zhenjun is a spirit shock, suddenly roar.

Boom, his body suddenly burst out of strength, break away from Ding Yi's palm, backhand wave.

Bang bang, at least in an instant, three punches in a row, all on Ding Yi's face.

Xing Qisha's sword, while confusing the enemy, gives his own people chicken blood and hormone.

If Ding Yi doesn't use the "wind king's amulet", he will be hit immediately and will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

Brush, Ding Yi figure suddenly flash, Blood Sword brush Ding Yi side and pass.

Wan Zhenjun's three punches in a row were all empty, completely unable to keep up with Ding Yi's pace.

It's too fast. It should be said that no one on the scene can see Ding Yi clearly.

When they see Ding Yi stop again, they are frightened to find that Ding Yi is still behind Wan Zhenjun.

Ding Yi seems to be right behind him all the time. The change just now is just a dazzle.

He is like a ghost, flash and appear, virtual in real.

The two demon kings even feel that Ding Yi is a ghost. There is no real body, only a void figure.

"Hiss" Wan Zhenjun saw the dead body and wanted to retreat.

"Ba" Ding Yi grabs him on the neck again.

It's still the hand of sin. It's still such a simple move.

But wan Zhenjun couldn't get rid of it.

"Goodbye, Wan Zhenjun. Don't fight me in the next life." When Ding Yi talks, he twists his hands.

"Kacha" twisted the head of the talented disciple of the Imperial Guard in front of Xing Qisha.

"Ding Yi." Xing Qisha looked at the smoke and roared wildly.

Clank, clank, clank, darkness. Qianfeng. Blood color, dead, clear water, split air. The air is full of sword Qi. It vibrates in the air. There are six immortal swords hanging from all directions.

It seems to know that Ding Yi's speed is too fast. These six swords surround and shuttle from six directions, with six different fine awns.

In Ding Yi's eyes, the world is dark at this time.

The smell of blood affected his mind, and the voice of the dead, like the bell of honglv, shook his soul.

Thousands of peaks, such as the top of the mountain.

Six swords, with different characteristics, stab and kill Ding Yi at the same time.

"It's no use, Xing Qisha. Your swords are useless except for the brutal speed that can keep up with me." Ding Yi is calm, and his figure is like light.

Brush brush, six swords can't catch up with Ding Yi's pace.

Ding Yi suddenly broke through the encirclement of six swords and came to Xing Qisha.

Xing Qisha's expression was ferocious and angry: "do you think that I am in my own fairy house, and that's all I have?"

"Seven kills return to one, immortal gentleman is in the body."

Xing Qisha's body suddenly started to burn. It was like self Immolation.