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

Chapter 305: A sword of life and death, the world is over!

"hold head high"

The dragon roared and its breath cleared the way. Along with the sword energy flying in the sky, it formed an unprecedented penetrating force. Ding Xiu drove the sword dragon through the air, really like a dazzling bright rainbow, in the blink of an eye. , then passed through the heavy rain of swords and arrived in front of Xue Yiren.

"kill!"

But when he heard a cold shout, he saw Ding Xiu moving his sword through the air. In an instant, the sword dragon soared into the air, its scales shining brightly, and the sky was filled with blazing beacons. In an instant that was barely faster than the blink of an eye, it condensed into a sharp sword light that seemed to be real.

Moreover, as the cricket sword manifested its edge, Ding Xiu's speed, which had almost reached the limit of the naked eye, increased again, as if breaking through the limitations of space, causing his entire figure to suddenly disappear into the air.

However, when Xue Yiren saw this, he didn't care at all. Within the scope of the sword's will, everything around him was under his control, including all Ding Xiu's reactions, they were all "seen" by him, so , this sword that broke through the limits of space was shocking, but it was not enough to make him afraid.

"Young man, with your complicated swordsmanship, you can actually achieve this step. It's really amazing!"

With a gentle cry of appreciation, Xue Yiren's body covered with blood once again burst out with more intense blood light. Obviously, he had no intention of retreating and dodging. The moment he spoke, the long sword whirled and slashed forward suddenly. And out.

The addition of sword intent caused the sword light to become more and more fierce. In Xue Yiren's hands, the Crow Nine Sword was like an ancient ferocious beast resurrected. It let out a deafening ferocious roar, shocking Fang Zhou. Immediately, the boundless sword energy gathered, and unexpectedly You turned into a three-legged golden crow, spread your wings, roared into the sky, and grabbed the stegosaurus that was coming from the sky.

"boom"

The wrath of the Golden Crow and the power of the divine dragon are like reappearing ancient myths. They clash with each other. It is a battle between swords and a life-and-death struggle between people. It sets off boundless air waves, layer upon layer, spreading to all sides. Spreading out, the rocks were shattered, the vegetation was broken, sand was flying among the rocks, and all the eyes could see was a sad scene of doomsday.

"Uh"

After all, it was still no match for Ding Xiu's profound cultivation. His aging body had its limits. Amidst the shocking waves, Xue Yi heard a muffled groan from his mouth, and his whole body immediately collapsed backwards. On the way back, he suddenly The blood mist exploded in the air, and the eyes were filled with dazzling blood red.

"what!"

The swordsman who transcended the limits of space, Ding Xiu let out a long roar, and while the blood was flying, he recklessly swung the sword edge wantonly. For a moment, the blood light, the sword light, and the sword's edge pointed directly at Xue Yi. Vital injuries on people.

"You're fine."

Although he suffered heavy injuries, the indifferent expression on Xue Yiren's face did not change at all. With a flip of his hand, the blade of the Crow Nine Sword in his palm was directed towards the direction, swaying the most ruthless cold sword light, blocking Ding at the critical moment. Xiu pushed to the limit and counterattacked with a sword. At the same time, he pointed the sword with his left hand and rushed out:

"puff"

An invisible and qualityless sword energy passed through Xue Yiren's fingertips in an instant and hit the air in front of him, making a muffled sound of sword energy penetrating his body, accompanied by a puff of bright red blood. , like blooming red flowers, scattered in the air, Ding Xiu's figure slowly emerged from the void.

"you"

At this moment, Ding Xiu's chest was suddenly pierced by an invisible sword energy, leaving a terrifying hole as thick as a thumb. Blood gurgled out, dyeing his blood-stained clothes even redder.

Good thing!

After all, he is not an ordinary person. Such heavy injuries may be enough to kill other people, but it cannot kill Ding Xiu who has the immortal golden body of the Tathagata, even if his immortal golden body is about to be completed.

"The sword energy activated by life is indeed indestructible, but it is a pity that such a sword cannot kill me."

The moment the words fell, the blood that had already flowed out of Ding Xiu's body was seen flowing back quickly. Immediately afterwards, the wound began to recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was back to the original state. "ah?!"

"This"

An unexpected scene came into everyone's eyes. Everyone was dumbfounded, except for the reason that this was the first time they had seen such a thing since they had been in the world. How could they not be shocked.

Not only them, but even Xue Yiren, who is known as the best swordsman in the world, couldn't help but be stunned. Although he reacted quickly, in the battle between masters on the battlefield, even a moment of loss of consciousness is enough to decide the victory or defeat. .

Sure enough, the moment he reacted, Ding Xiu struck Xue Yiren firmly on the chest with a fierce palm strike with unparalleled force.

"boom"

Amidst the dull sound, Xue Yiren's body trembled suddenly, his whole chest was penetrated, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from his back. Obviously, even if he was as advanced as him, he could not stop this fatal blow. hit.

"Sure enough, it still failed?"

At this moment, Xue Yiren seemed to have run out of gas. A bitter smile finally appeared on his formerly fearless old face: "But even if I knew this would be the result, I still couldn't help it. I want to give it a try, just in case I succeed!" The moment he finished speaking, he summoned up his last strength and pointed his sword straight towards the vital point between Ding Xiu's eyebrows.

"Ugh"

When Ding Xiu saw this, he did not dodge or dodge, and allowed Xue Yi to stab him with his sword. The distance between the two people facing each other, raising their hands, felt like they were far away from each other at this moment. Despite Xue Yi's exhaustion of his last bit of strength, After all, the finger sword fell powerlessly at the moment when it was about to hit Ding Xiu's eyebrow.

The sky and the earth stagnated, and the smoke disappeared. In Mingyue Gorge, I could no longer feel the slightest trace of murderous intent. Looking at Xue Yiren again, I saw that he was still standing proudly in the same place, but there was no life in his body.

This unparalleled sword duel has finally come to an end.

Everyone present had thought about the excitement of this battle, but they never thought that this battle could be so exciting. No gorgeous words could describe the shock in everyone's hearts.

I have to say that this battle not only exceeded everyone's expectations, it also exceeded Ding Xiu's expectations.

Originally, he thought that Xue Yiren's martial arts should be comparable to that of Jellyfish Yinji, and this was indeed the case, but he still underestimated the fighting power of a pure swordsman like Xue Yiren.

During the battle, Xue Yiren continued to break through his own signs and seemed to have reached a new level of swordsmanship that he had never seen before. Even Ding Xiu almost suffered a big loss.

Of course, he has catalyzed Xue Yiren's potential, and in turn, Xue Yiren has also stimulated his own potential. After this battle, his martial arts cultivation will definitely reach a higher level.

This was because Xue Yiren's death made him somewhat regretful. At this moment, his mood was complicated and difficult to describe. He couldn't tell whether it was joy or a sigh. In the end, he could only turn around and leave silently.

"The owner of the village!"

At this moment, Dan heard a wailing cry. It was not Xue Yiren's old friend, nor a late-born descendant of Xue Yiren's village, but Lu Jinghong, Xue Yiren's sword boy, rushed towards him, and with a pop, he knelt down in front of Xue Yiren. In front of the clothes man.

The wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the wind and rain are so desolate that people do not return.

After decades of traversing the world and ranking among the best swordsmen in the world, Xue Yi Ren and Blood Clothes Man were inevitably cut off from the rivers and lakes. They put on blood clothes for themselves. From then on, they were dyed with a trace of sadness in the world, and it was difficult to look back.

(End of this chapter)