That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 499

Fudo Mingwang's form disappeared, revealing Ding Zeyuan's original figure.

Ding Zeyuan stared at the purple-blue sword aura on Xu Beiyou's sword, and said slowly: "I have heard from the master that the sword sect has a heavy weapon called Zhuxian, and its sword aura is purple and blue. It is known as the number one in killing , There are countless dead souls of the immortals under the sword."

Xu Beiyou raised his sword again, put his fingers together and lightly touched the sword body, and the Sword of Immortal Executioner Qi was a little stronger on the sword, and asked calmly, "Do you want to fight to the end?"

Before the words fell, Xu Beiyou's five fingers hooked into a hook, and the five swords that had regained freedom shot towards him.

The dharma has been scattered, the golden body is broken, Ding Zeyuan no longer dared to resist the five swordsmen's sharp weapons, and his figure dodged to the side, but Xuan Ming's sword still cut through the cuff, leaving a three-pointed line on his forearm. The inch-long wound was bloody.

Xu Beiyou raised his sword and moved accordingly, a ray of sword energy approached Ding Zeyuan's heart.

Ding Zeyuan had no choice but to raise one palm in front of his chest.

After the sword energy passed by, the palm was dripping with blood.

The sword energy in Xu Beiyou's hand rose again and again.

In front of Ding Zeyuan's eyes were all kinds of sword auras, rushing towards him like a great river tide. The sword aura seemed to permeate like water mist, with the momentum of Qinghe River, mud, sand and river water flowing down for three thousand miles. Not to mention the lethality, this one alone The charm of the sword already shows the courage of a school of masters.

Ding Zeyuan was horrified in his heart. He was shocked by the majestic aura of the first disciple of the sword sect, almost to the point of unimaginable. This is not the cultivation level of a newcomer to the realm of the earth fairy, and I am afraid that the earth immortals who have accumulated for many years are no more than this.

Ding Zeyuan stretched out his hands and pressed in vain, blocking the continuous sword energy with his hands.

Layers upon layers of sword energy slammed into Ding Zeyuan's palm, like a river crashing into a cliff in winter. The sword energy at the head smashed into pieces like river water, but the sword energy behind it was still endless.

Ding Zeyuan's hands were bulging with blue veins, his clothes were flying, and his figure was slowly retreating. The sword energy seemed endless, relying on the steadily rising momentum, he slowly pushed forward.

Ding Zeyuan's hands were dripping with blood at first, and then bloody and bloody, and the Confucian shirt on his body was even scratched.

At this moment, Ding Zeyuan knew the pain.

The aura of the head disciple of the Sword Sect before him is astonishing. If the aura is compared to money, then Xu Beiyou is undoubtedly a wealthy businessman worth millions, while Ding Zeyuan is at most an ordinary businessman. The two are throwing money at each other. Wealthy people can still be equal at the beginning, but as time goes by, Ding Zeyuan will inevitably be unsustainable.

Veins popped up on Ding Zeyuan's forehead, and he couldn't tell whether it was from jealousy or resentment.

It took him more than forty years to set foot in the realm of the earth and fairyland, he suffered all kinds of hardships, suffered all kinds of humiliation from his teacher, and then stumbled to where he is today, but the young man in front of him However, at the age of Guan, he has already settled in the realm of the earth fairy, and it must be cultivated by the master with all his strength. How different is the difference between the two?Ding Zeyuan could tolerate Wei Wuji, Zhang Wubing and other immortals over the years who were superior to him, but he couldn't tolerate a young junior who surpassed him lightly.

Why can you easily step into the fairyland?Why is your Earth Immortal Realm better than mine?
A morbid red color suddenly appeared on Ding Zeyuan's fair face, he instantly self-destructed dozens of acupuncture points and meridians, his whole body's Qi was boiling endlessly, layers of red lotus blossoms bloomed all over his body, and he let out a roar like thunder, his arms suddenly Parting outward, parting the river with both hands, the raging sword energy was forcibly divided into two streams, rushing past him.

Xu Beiyou remained expressionless, and stretched out his left hand, which had never held a sword, compared his index finger and middle finger to a sword finger, and then drew a circle.

The circle is divided into black and white.

The sword energy that was divided into two by Ding Zeyuan began to change formations, encircling Ding Zeyuan from left to right with the momentum of the seventeenth sword, flowing everywhere, like two moats closing together, completely covering Ding Zeyuan, forming a sword aura cage.

Ding Zeyuan reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Xu Beiyou with a dark look in his eyes, and said, "As expected of being the first disciple of the Sword Sect, I am ashamed of myself with my sword practice."

Xu Beiyou asked calmly, "Do you have any last words?"

Instead of being angry, Ding Zeyuan smiled, and stepped forward, the world seemed to be shaken, with the center of the circle where he landed, the ground instantly shattered.

Ding Zeyuan put his palms together and recited loudly: "If there are sentient beings who should be saved by the Buddha, they will appear in the body of the Buddha!"

At this moment, he was soaked in blood, and his blood was burning fiercely.

Ding Zeyuan once again self-destructed nearly a hundred dantian orifices, and countless blood seeped from the pores and flowed on the body surface, making it more like a blood Buddha.

Xu Beiyou frowned, and whispered the word "receive".

The cage of sword energy suddenly closed inwards, but countless golden Buddha lights rose around Ding Zeyuan's body, reflecting the blood color around him.

Layer after layer of Buddha's light formed a barrier to protect Ding Zeyuan's body.

The sword qi shattered all the way forward, and the layers of Buddha's light were fragmented, but every time a layer of Buddha's light was broken, the sword energy became weaker. After the last layer of Buddha's light was broken, the indestructible Sword Seventeen also disappeared.

Ding Zeyuan's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Xu Beiyou, he suddenly smiled and said, "You let me destroy more than a hundred orifices, and I will slaughter that village as a thank you gift."

Xu Beiyou's face changed slightly. Before he could make a move, Ding Zeyuan had already turned into a blood-colored rainbow that soared into the sky and disappeared in a flash.

Xu Beiyou's figure was violent, and he walked with his sword.

The two came to Xiaofangzhai in an instant, one in front of the other.

Ding Zeyuan landed in Han Xuan's old house, with a pair of weird blood eyes that seemed to want to devour someone, Xiaoxiang just walked out of the house, seeing this "Blood Buddha", her hands and feet went limp, she was terrified.

Ding Zeyuan stretched out his hand and wanted to take this weak woman into his hands, but Xu Beiyou had already arrived, and directly used Tianlan in his hand to protect Xiaoxiang with the second sword, while the other five swords shot towards him.

Blood flowed from Ding Zeyuan's seven orifices, and his whole body was like a heavenly demon descending from the earth, even though the five swords were on his body, he did not move at all.

Xu Beiyou was backlashed by Qi, he let out a muffled grunt, and took a few steps back.

Ding Zeyuan's bloody eyes became more and more frightening, and he said gloomyly: "You have even used the Sword Qi of Zhu Xian just now, I don't believe you have other means to save your life."

Xu Beiyou's eyes were deep and dark, and he took a deep look at him.

The whole body is full of sword energy.

The three-foot green sharp edge is in the hand, but there are three thousand spirits in the chest.

As long as you open your mouth and spit out the breath in your chest, you will be half a huge sword sect.

This was the realm of Shangguan Xianchen back then.

Today's Xu Beiyou is qualified to follow the example of his master.

Xu Beiyou opened his hands, surrounded by six swords, and all the energy was integrated into one.

Ding Zeyuan frowned, instinctively feeling the danger.

The next moment, Shang Xu Beiyou, who was not moving at all, opened his mouth again, and a violet-blue sword energy flew out from his throat. It did not shoot, but swam around his body. I will use the same method this time, but at worst, I will be broken by you last time, and I will be seriously injured in exchange for your life. This deal will not be compensated!

It's just that Ding Zeyuan hadn't seen it. In the room behind Xu Beiyou, the sword box standing in the corner was completely covered in purple and blue, and countless tiny Zhuxian sword energy had already come out of the box.

Xu Beiyou snapped his fingers lightly.

Sixty moments with a flick of a finger, nine hundred births and deaths in one instant.

Sword Eighteen.

With a flick of the finger, nine sword qi swarmed and shot.

If there were only nine hundred sword qi, Ding Zeyuan would be helpless, but among the nine hundred sword qi, there are more than ten Zhuxian sword qi.

Ding Zeyuan's body was instantly torn apart by more than ten sword qis of Zhu Xian, and then submerged by nine hundred sword qi, completely wiped out.

Xu Beiyou shook his body, sat down on the ground, gasped and said, "To die under the sword of Zhu Xian is worthy of your status."

(End of this chapter)