"What did Master Bai see?" A strong man in the divine realm asked in surprise: "This third time the two fought, it was far less intense than before, and the moves still looked a bit jerky. Could it be that they have reached the end of their strength? Is it to the point?”
"Yes, the speed suddenly became so slow, and the style completely changed." Another young demigod-level expert from the Northern Territory also said in confusion.
Compared with the previous collisions between the two dreamlike sword arts, the speed of Ding Hao and Ding Tong's fight at this time was getting slower and slower. They only collided once every tens of breaths, and it was only a shocking moment. Strike, then immediately separate, and then freeze in the void, contemplating as if ready to go.
It felt like both of them had reached the point of exhaustion and were unable to move quickly.
But Bai Quanshui shook his head with envy and said: "Wrong, that's not the case. The battle between the two of them has only now entered the most terrifying stage. For the first time, the two of them used what they have learned in their lives, sword skills and The ultimate duel of swordsmanship turned decay into magic. After each had finished displaying the swordsmanship and swordsmanship they had learned, the two stopped, but within a short period of time, they understood the swordsmanship and swordsmanship performed by the other party. In this way, Compared with the level of understanding, this second confrontation was obviously more dangerous, so both of them were injured. Unfortunately, there was still no winner. But the third confrontation now was not due to exhaustion, but because of the two of them. Inventing my own sword magic."
"Create your own magical sword power?" The young half-body strongman from the Northern Territory exclaimed.
He is the descendant of Fenxiang Valley, the top sect in the Northern Territory. He is less than fifty years old. For the long life of a warrior, this age is the same as that of a normal person's childhood. He can definitely be regarded as a young man. His qualifications are unparalleled. Although he is not as good as Ding Hao and Ding Tong. This kind of monster pales in comparison, but he can still be regarded as one of the famous geniuses in the Northern Territory.
Bai Quanshui nodded and said: "Well, since the sword skills and sword skills passed down by the predecessors can no longer restrain the opponent, then we can only use our own sword skills and sword skills to solve the problem. After the two people fought before , they have already understood each other's strength and moves, integrated them well, and created new moves in the shortest time, so that they can defeat their opponents in swordsmanship and swordsmanship."
"This..." The young demigod from Fenxiang Valley didn't know what to say.
The other strong men of the older generation also sighed in their hearts.
This kind of monster is indeed different from normal people. This kind of fighting method may not be seen once in thousands of years.
Obviously these two arrogant geniuses may each have trump cards and killer moves, but they are proud and confident in their own swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and also have a belief that they must overwhelm their opponents, so they use the purest When swordsmanship and swordsmanship duel, the goal is to outshine the other. No one is willing to change their fighting style first, in order to overwhelm the other in swordsmanship.
This sounds like a child's anger.
But it is related to the martial arts belief and confidence of two peerless geniuses.
boom!
The two collided again in the air.
The figure is separated at the first touch.
This time many people discovered the subtleties.
Ding Hao was still standing where he was before, but Ding Tong took half a step back.
Nothing could be seen from the expressions of the two people, but the trace of bright red blood on Ding Tong's shoulder betrayed him. It was obvious that in this collision, Ding Hao's self-created move suppressed Ding Tong's self-created slash. Law.
Ding Tong's black hair was flying, and there was a flame burning in his single eye.
"Come again!" He shouted, his whole body boiling with fighting spirit, and the swords were slashed out at the same time, like the stars in the sky shaking, swallowing the clouds with anger, with the energy of indomitable destruction, as if he wanted to chop the whole world into pieces with one sword. , which makes people change their color.
If you create such a terrifying and terrifying move, you can definitely be considered a freak.
Ding Hao's face was calm, and the sword was slowly handed out at the same time.
Compared with Ding Tong's earth-shattering gorgeous moves, Ding Hao's moves don't contain the slightest hint of fireworks. They are as slow as the wind and have a sense of coming out of the dust. The trajectory seems clear. If you capture it carefully, there will be a dizzying confusion. The feeling can be as stunning as the soul.
boom!
The terrifying energy of the sword overflowed amidst the sound of impact.
It seems like clusters of fireworks blooming, or like stars striking and flames flying, the magnificent picture is intoxicating.
The two figures were separated once again.
This time Ding Tong finally did not retreat.
He stood there, looking at Ding Hao calmly. Just as he was about to say something, a flush suddenly appeared on his face, his body swayed slightly, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth...
"It's not yours. It's not yours after all. Even if it's stolen by you, it doesn't belong to you." Ding Hao's eyes burned with a powerful light of confidence, "The most authentic blood of swords flows in my body. And you are just occupying a magpie's nest, but you want to fight against me, it is really a fool's dream."
"You..." Ding Tong's expression changed, and just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth: "Pfft..."
Finally, he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body and spat out a blood arrow from his mouth.
"You still don't admit it?" Ding Hao smiled coldly: "You are just a thief. What do you want to prove when you fight me with sword skills?"
Ding Tong's face changed rapidly, turning blue and red.
Since he was born, he has been favored by thousands of people, and no one has ever been able to surpass him. Only when Ding Hao was born, he was found to have the blood of his body, and his body was instantly taken away. But no matter what, it is not everything in the end. It all belonged to him, but who knew that this little bitch was not dead? It was like he was destined to cause trouble for himself, destroying his good deeds again and again.
This time when comparing sword skills, he indeed lost.
How can this be
Is it really like what this little bitch said? It's because the holy blood of the sword is not born to him, so he doesn't care.
How thorough is his fusion, even if he has mastered the Sword Emperor Style, he still can't suppress him
Absolutely not the case!
Ding Tong's whole figure was like a volcano about to erupt, with deep unwillingness and resentment surging in his heart.
He held the sword tightly with both hands, reversed time, and instantly recovered the injuries in his body. He roared ferociously: "You little bitch, after allowing you to live for so many more years, do you really think you can defy heaven? Hehe, just right. Let me finish you off myself... Come on, try my move again!"
The words have not yet finished.
Ding Tong turned into a black lightning and shot towards him.
"You will not give up until you reach the Yellow River." Ding Hao scolded, and went forward with fighting spirit.
Boom boom boom!
The two of them exchanged another move in the void instantly.
Poof!
Blood splashed, and dense drops of blood instantly spattered between Ding Tong's chest and waist. The moves he created were still unable to resist Ding Hao, and the gap was getting wider and wider. They could no longer resist Ding Hao's fine and continuous moves. He was stabbed continuously with swords and suffered hundreds of wounds in an instant.
"A thief will always be a thief." Ding Hao's face was stern, and the power of his sword was like a flood, pouring continuously. Once he broke through Ding Tong's defense, Ding Tong could no longer resist. He only felt the cold light like lightning, and he also It was no longer possible to capture Ding Hao's mysterious and mysterious sword light.
"Ahh..." Ding Tong roared like a wounded trapped animal.
Puff puff puff puff!
Strings of blood splashed.
Ding Tong had no chance to fight back. Ding Hao's sword style was like a flood destroying a dam. Once a gap opened, the entire dam was completely destroyed in an instant. A dense chill came from all parts of his body. He knew that those places They are all hit by the sword.
This coolness also made his heart feel cold.
how so
Is this really going to be the case
Did he really lose the sword fight
Reluctance, anger, resentment, regret, and shock all kinds of emotions surged into his heart in an instant. He had never encountered such a moment in his life. Even in the last battle of 100,000, Ding Shengtan only broke himself. The situation has not completely defeated me, but today...
Ding ding!
After the crisp impact, Ding Tong could no longer hold the sword in his hand and was knocked away.
far away.
The strong men in the Northern Territory couldn't help but cheer.
Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi, Song Que and others were even more excited. Ding Hao's tyranny made them finally feel relieved. Valkyrie Xie Jieyu also had a relaxed smile on her face.
Only Ding Honglei still frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
In the battlefield.
boom!
Ding Tong's whole body was blown away.
Ding Hao's sword was like a rainbow, and his killing intent was boiling. He didn't hold back at all, and struck and killed like a shadow.
The light of the sword arrived in front of Ding Tong in an instant.
"Atonement!" Ding Hao roared, bursting out with the strongest power.
Ding Tong seemed to have given up resistance, floating in the void, watching the sword attack, with a crazy smile on his face, hehehe laughed crazily: "Atonement? What crime am I guilty of? Hehehe, since the sword technique is yours, what if I lose to you? In this world, the only people with the holy blood of swords and swords are you and me. If I kill you, no one will be my opponent anymore. …”
The words have not yet finished.
boom!
Two strange rays of light burst out from his eyes.
Yes, there are two.
There was also a strange light bursting out from the eyes covered by the black goggles, which instantly shattered the black jade piece covering Yan's eyes, revealing the pupils with seven strange light spots flowing like the Big Dipper. The terrifying talisman was in There was a flow in his pupils, and his left eye clearly had no injuries at all and was intact.
"not good!"
Ding Honglei exclaimed.
Ding Tong's left eye was not lost
In other words... His eyes are still intact, and one of his eyes was not destroyed in the battle at Shiwan Mountain, as was rumored by the outside world and what he has always shown
complete.
And it was a surprise attack at the critical moment.
Ding Hao was instantly blown away by this terrifying pupil light.
Ding Tong laughed crazily and cruelly, and the light of destruction burst out from his eyes. The two light pillars were like the divine light that created the world, nailing Ding Hao's figure directly into the void, constantly After bombardment and fusion, Ding Hao was immediately submerged by the terrifying light ball.
Ding Tong laughed.
He wants to use the Supreme Eye Technique to refine Ding Hao.