Chapter 1825

"It's not interesting." Yang said with a smile: "just spent millions of the best fairy crystal, a little heartache."

"Brother Wu, as you know, ningzhou is a small state. It's on the edge of the fairyland. My grandfather doesn't hurt, and my brother doesn't love it."

"It's not easy to earn a little bit of Xianjing. I've paid millions all at once. Yang Guo is really distressed."

Yang Guo felt his heart and looked very sad.

"Brother Yang is short of money. You can say that my fairy crystal can be given to brother Yang." Ding Yi said in a trembling voice. His face was pale, as if he was scared.

"No more." Yang Guo shook his head.

"Brother Yang, you don't want Xianjing. What do you want?" Ding Yi's face seemed to cry, and his body was shaking.

"I think it'll kill you." Yang Guo grins grimly. As long as you die, everything about you is mine.

"Kill." With his last word of life, standing behind Ding Yi, a delicate beauty saint, without saying a word, boom, backhand kill.

All the beauties in the later period of Shengxian didn't have shengpin immortal utensils. They sacrificed a superior immortal utensil and stabbed Ding Yi in the back of his head.

Ding Yi seems to be stunned and has no response at all.

When the knife cut to the top of his head, it seemed that he had come back, and he turned back fiercely.

The other side hit him on the forehead.

Everyone thought Ding Yi's head would be cut off.

Although the top grade immortal ware is not as good as the Holy One, it can kill people if it is cut into the Holy One.

But.

The next scene completely stunned everyone.

Collapse, the scene heard a clear sound of metal.

The beautiful Saint felt her wrist shake and the blade spring up. Because she cut too hard and had too much power, her little hands could not hold it. Whoosh, her magic weapon rebounded and flew out.

"Hiss" surrounded Ding Yi's circle of people, at the same time startled, all people were stunned.

Ding Yi reached out and touched his forehead. There was a shallow mark on his forehead, but it soon returned to normal.

He chuckled: "sister, this knife is not sharp enough. Do you want to grind it?"

At this time, Ding Yi no longer has the expression of fear just now. His face is so cheap that people want to kill him.

"Play the pig and eat the tiger? Who are you scaring? " Yang Guo is both frightened and afraid, but he is a half step immortal, not afraid of Ding Yi at all.

"I don't believe you're a steel man." Yang Guo's bluster.

Boom, his body was shocked, and there were thousands of immortal Qi in his body. His wrist became several times thicker in a flash. He pulled it in the air, wheezed, and seemed to pull out a long blue knife from the depth of the void.

His knife is more powerful than the beautiful Saint just now.

It's obviously a holy and immortal weapon. The light on the blade is flowing. At first sight, it's not an ordinary one.

He shakes his body, draws his sword and does it all at once.

He thought Ding Yi would react.

But Ding Yi still stands in the same place and looks at him quietly.

"All over the world." Yang roared again, his strong arm waving a long knife.

Brush, the long knife reflects endless light, the light of the knife flows like a dragon.

The dragon is sweeping the wind and clouds, and heaven and earth are changing colors. Yang's long sword has an uncanny power. When it cuts Ding Yi's head, there is an endless air of death on the blade.

Around ningzhou other saints a look, are secretly admire more than heart.

Boss Yang's knife, even Xianjun, should be careful to avoid.

Wu is so scared.

All of them thought Ding Yi was scared.

But see Ding Yi face expressionless looking at him a knife cut down, again fast knife awn, all escape his sharp eyes.

"Is that your strength? Half step fairy king Ding Yi smiles and gently probes his hand.

There is no magic power or magic weapon.

Ding Yi grabs Yang Guo's knife in the air.

Empty handed.

The long sword stops in the air, and the blade is on Ding Yi's head.

But no matter how hard Yang tried, the blade could not fall even an inch.

Ding Yi's big hand is like an iron inlay, holding his knife tightly.

"Hiss" on Yang Guo's face, like being slapped.

He looks at Ding Yi in horror as if he saw a ghost.

Even Xianjun in ningzhou, his father, dare not grasp his long sword so empty handed.

This is not only a symbol of strength, but also a symbol of Ding Yi's physical body, which is comparable to his long sword.

Time seemed to pause for a while, and all the people in the field looked at them in horror.

Yang Guo holds the knife, but Ding Yi grabs one end of the blade.

The scene was quiet, and the silence was frightening.

It took a few seconds for yang to take the lead.

"Kill, kill together, kill him --" Yang Guo screamed in horror.

"Kill." All around, the saints in ningzhou roared wildly.

Magic power, magic weapon, among the 19 people, 18 are top grade immortal tools.

All the magic powers go to Ding Yi.

"Ha ha ha." Ding Yi laughs at this time, grabs his long knife's right hand fiercely, the particle inside body erupts at the same time.

"Collapse" Ding Yi in front of many immortal, a twisted Yang shengpin immortal long knife.

Then Ding Yi threw it back like lightning.

Puchi, a knife into Yang's chest.

"There is no way to live forever" Ding Yi's body shakes at the same time, and his fist sweeps away, so there is no way to live forever.

His immortal fist faced the attacks from all directions and hit back.

When he doesn't move, he starts to move. The particles and immortal Qi in his body are like the huge waves breaking the dike, surging wildly.

Everyone felt that Ding Yi was no longer alone, like a wall, like a river, like a tsunami.

When his body moves, it can shake the universe. When he steps, it will shake the earth.

Bang, Ding Yi's fist collides with their magic power and magic weapon.

Ding Yi's fist is just like a nuclear bomb, and their magic power and magic weapon are like ten thousand guns firing at the same time.

Ten thousand guns fired together, of course, is magnificent and powerful.

But compared with the power of the nuclear bomb, it's much worse.

It's almost crushing.

BAM, BAM, BAM, all kinds of screams on the scene.

Some of the weaker ones were hit by Ding Yi, flying tens of meters, whooping and spitting blood, which was terrible.

The rest of them flew out one after another and fell down. None of them could stand still.

With only one punch, Ding Yi swept the spot and beat them all.

"Ah --" after the crowd fell to the ground, all kinds of screams, and incredible.

They have seen powerful holy immortals in the later period, but when they are so powerful that they can sweep 19 people with one blow, they really see them once in a century.

Xianjun is nothing more than that.

Yang Guo is going to be scared out of his mind.

He saw that Ding Yi was single, and Wang pinxianjing was in the teleportation array, so he wanted to form a team to make a profit.

I didn't expect Ding Yi to look like a little sheep. In fact, he is a big gray wolf. No, he will soon know that Ding Yi is not a big gray wolf, but a red eyed tiger and a man eating lion.

"Stop, stop, don't fight." Yang Guo covers the knife wound on his chest and slowly shakes his body on the ground.

He's going crazy, and Ding Yi's fist deeply shocked him.

But he met Ding Yi.

You say fight, you say stop, you say stop?

Who do you think you are?

He didn't say the last few words. When it was dark, bang, Ding Yi rushed to kick him to the ground and put his foot on his face.

"Ah --" Yang Guo was trampled on the ground by Ding Yi and cried out in pain.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me -- --- spare my life --" the half step fairy, like a dog, is begging for mercy on the ground.

Ding Yi didn't kill him, so he stepped on him and looked around.

Around a lot of people have to get up, some people want to run.

"Don't run. I'll kill whoever runs." Ding Yi grins grimly.

Some people don't believe it, get up and run, whoosh, the figure is very fast, just like a meteor.

Yang Guoyang looks up and thinks that the old fourth daughter-in-law's "shadow flies in the air" is extremely fast. No one can catch up with her except Xianjun.

The idea is not over.

Whoosh, whoosh, I saw Ding Yi stepping on him, flashing again and again.

Two flashes in a row.

The first flash disappeared directly at the scene.

Second flash back to the scene.

"Plop" a woman's body is pinched by Ding Yi's neck and pressed on the ground.

The woman's face was full of panic, her mouth was slightly open, and she wanted to say something.

"Take my words to heart?" Ding Yili drinks, moves his finger, and cacha breaks the head of the fairy on the spot.

"Ah --" someone burst into tears.

The whole audience was in awe, and no one dared to escape again.

Yang Guo's eyes are about to fall out.

In front of them, Ding Yi shows no different from Xianjun.

He's just a late saint, even mine.

"Don't kill us, don't kill us, we are wrong --" Yang Guo suddenly responded, bowed, kowtowed and cried.

Then everyone came back, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"I don't want to kill you. I have immortality elixir for you to take. Don't worry --"