I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 258 Misty Sword Style, Meteor from the Sky!

The cold light is clear in the wind, and the sword is strong in the wilderness!

On the official road, a mysterious old man came with a sword, stopped the white horse chariot, and asked about the sword's killing calamity.

"Drink~~~~"

With a long shout, he swallowed heaven and earth, and saw the old man turning his hand, and the sword in his hand with its scabbard rose into the air. The moment it landed beside him, there was a clang, the sword blade was drawn up for a moment, and the high-pitched sword cry followed.

"Zheng"

The moment the famous sword that had been in the dust for more than ten years was unsheathed, the temperature around the entire official road dropped sharply. In the blink of an eye, it had already passed the freezing point. Layers of water vapor flickered in and out, falling on the ground and forming frost.

When Ding Xiu saw this, he immediately praised: "The heart of the sword is clear and the sword's intention is sharp. You are an extraordinary swordsman." The moment the words fell, a cold breath burst out of his body, the wind howled, and the sky was filled with frost. On the official road, it seemed like a white snow had fallen, falling and dancing.

"but"

"If you only have this level, you are not qualified enough to kill me!"

When he spoke again, his tone of voice changed, and the sound of the sword was blurred. It was accompanied by an inexplicable surge of sword intent, stirring up the frosty air around him, like ripples on the water, and ripples spread out in all directions.

The old man held the sword tightly in his hand, and the sword's edge was pointed directly at Ding Xiu!

However, at the moment when he was about to draw his sword, he was shocked to find that he could not find any chance to take action. It was as if his way forward had been completely blocked by Ding Xiu's sword intention. Going to the official road of Shenshui Palace and getting out of the way would be tantamount to surrendering and admitting defeat, which he couldn't accept.

"hateful!"

"Since I became famous, I have gone through battles big and small. Although I am not completely victorious, I am not weaker than others. In any case, this battle is inevitable!"

He couldn't help but cry out in surprise. He couldn't hold back his own aura, and it began to change unknowingly. The sword intention started to stir and he couldn't control it anymore.

"kill!"

With a deep shout, the old man's body was full of murderous aura, and his deep inner strength exploded to the extreme. His whole person disappeared in an instant, and the cold light of the sword shrouded Ding Xiu's vital parts.

Cold Heart!

The sword is colder!

The Xuanshuang Cold Sword attracts the wind and frost cold air coming from all directions, and the outpouring sword intent rises and rises again and again, and the shock wave disperses, and the air is squeezed in circles, making a "zapping" sound. Unparalleled chill, freezing to the bone.

"very good!"

"That's it, use your full strength to amaze me!"

Although he is not a pure swordsman, when facing such a pure swordsman, it is inevitable that people will feel a sense of hunting. Although his opponent's martial arts may not be as good as Shi Guanyin, Ding Xiu still decided to draw his sword. Give the other person enough respect.

nightingale!

nightingale!

The nightingale cries and takes the sheath, a peerless magic weapon from another world, a pair of famous swords that are powerful in this world. The moment the magic weapon appears in the world, a ruthless will has swept across all directions.

"Jianyi, break!"

Raising his hand slightly, he held the sword for a moment. As Ding Xiu turned his hand, Nightingale pointed the sword in the direction of the sword, reappearing the ethereal sword technique, and suddenly swayed a piece of sword light, a bright edge, very dazzling.

"boom!"

But when they heard a loud explosion, even though they were several feet apart, the exchange of sword intent between the two still erupted with a terrifying amount of energy. A sword beam was full of murderous intent, and a little bit of it escaped into the air, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​wind and frost, freezing the air.

The other sword light was much purer. It was a rainbow of light that penetrated the sky. It was so sharp that it made one's scalp numb. It only diffused a little and tore the air into pieces.

The extreme collision first occurred between these two sword rays.

Immediately, the sharp sword split the light and twisted into a strange arc in the air. The old man carried the endless wind, frost and cold air, and poured out his sword light like a blanket of heaven and earth. He did not dare to pause at all, because he knew in his heart that once he had If there was even the slightest pause, his offensive would end here and completely fail.

As Ding Xiu turned his hand, Nightingale's sword moved in an ethereal manner, swaying the sword light wantonly, sometimes fast, sometimes slowly, but each sword hit very skillfully at the strongest and weakest point of the old man's sword light. In an instant, The sword light shot out all over the sky, and the dazzling cold light filled the void in all directions.

"Ding"

As the first sound of two swords clashing came out, as the air waves spread out layer by layer, they finally hit the city wall not far away, and bounced back again, and so on, back and forth, rolling and swaying. In the meantime, this sword sound was repeated continuously throughout the official road and within a radius of several miles for a long time.

The Xuanshuang Cold Sword, the Nightingale's Long Cry, two swords from different worlds, symbolizing the pinnacle sword fight of the two worlds, the exchange in the blink of an eye, the sharp sound that pierces the eardrum, is it an echo or a conflict, it is indescribable The speed is indescribable, and it stirs up a different kind of passionate sword song.

"This"

On the carriage, Boma saw the sword fight in front of him. He was stunned for a while. He was not a stupid person, nor had he never seen a real martial arts master, but in his past life, he had never thought about it. However, it turns out that a person's martial arts can reach this level.

Ren Ruyi could see further than him. With the inner strength of Ming Yu Gong, she did not dare to be distracted at all. She only wanted to see the sword fight in front of her eyes and remember it in her mind. Because she knew very well that she, who had only practiced martial arts for a short period of time, was not the kind of peerless genius, so she did not need to expect to be able to analyze the swordplay of the two masters now.

The sword song is carried by the wind, and the sword's will spreads in all directions!

The fiercest sword fight, accompanied by the intertwined figures of Ding Xiu and the old man, the sound of the two swords clashing continuously, one after another, finally echoed in the ears, turning into thunder and thunder!

"Drink~~~~"

Facing a powerful opponent he had never seen before, the old man shouted in a deep voice, and then desperately activated his cultivation, pushing himself to the strongest limit. His majestic sword intent sent chills to the bones.

In order to win and kill, the speed of his sword has reached the extreme. The sword light escaping and the powerful power contained in it are also terrifying to the extreme.

"Well done!"

This is a senior master whose martial arts is far superior to that of Chu Liuxiang, and he is also a pure swordsman. Ding Xiu steps forward, moves his body, turns the nightingale in his hand, and the vast momentum contained in the sword gives people a sense of heaven. A trembling feeling that shakes the earth!

The staggered figure and the clashing swords are the collision of speed and power, setting off layers of fire and shining, and the bright sword light fills the space between heaven and earth, composing a song that is the most intense confrontation.

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

"It's still not enough!"

"Xi Lianpo was eighty years old, but he still had to eat a dozen pounds of rice and ten pounds of meat. The princes were afraid of his bravery and did not dare to invade the Zhao realm. What's more, Your Excellency, if you use all your strength, you can be stronger!"

During the fierce battle, Ding Xiu kept speaking. As he spoke, Nightingale's blade flipped and swung out the most powerful sword light. Wherever the sword light was directed, the sword intent enveloped the surrounding area, forming a formidable sword field.

The old man did not speak, but silently turned the blade of the sword. The Xuan Shuang Cold Sword made a magical stroke in the air. Suddenly, the cold air in the sky shrank, and a strong cold light froze the bone marrow.

"Meteor from the sky!"

The two people suddenly met, the cold sword light entangled each other, stirred up the waves, and powerful shock waves spread in all directions, like a wild blast. In the strong wind, the sword in the old man's hand was heard whistling at great speed. Zeng, the brilliant sword light is like a meteor from the sky, piercing the sky, heading straight for Ding Xiu to attack

(End of this chapter)