A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding's brows furrowed deeply.

As the strongest and cruelest enemy that the Immortal Sect has encountered in modern times, the Da Ri Sword Pavilion has killed countless citizens of the Immortal Sect, causing corpses and bones that could cover the entire planet.

But there are many old-timers who have forged bloody feuds who are still alive.

Carrying the name Dainichi Swordsman might attract hostility.

But the more you oppose such things as nicknames, the more unscrupulous people will be able to shout about them.

"Dainichi Jianzi, we are developing peacefully..."

"Golden Sword Formation! Go!"

This little fat man was very insidious, and he made sudden moves while he was talking.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated, and thirty-six palm-sized golden knives suddenly condensed around Jiang Ding. They were connected with each other and whizzed down towards the center.

If it hits, it will be difficult for a good person to keep a piece of jelly bigger than a finger.

"Heavenly Golden Spiritual Root."

Jiang Ding glanced at the fat man in surprise.

In the spiritual sea induction of the unity of heaven and man, at least 30% of the metallic spiritual energy particles are attracted to this person, increasing his metallic spell power by at least 30%, which is three times his.

The tactical choice is also very good. Compared to his attack power, his defense is as thin as paper.

call out!

As early as when the metallic aura particles moved, Azure Flying Sword noticed it. The formation of thirty-six golden knives was pierced by it after it fell a short distance, and one-third of the formation collapsed.

After a few more vertical and horizontal movements, the entire formation collapsed completely before it could increase in value and transform into a true second-level formation.

"Golden Swordsmanship!"

"Golden needles make rain!"

"gold……"

For a time, Jiang Ding turned into a sea of ​​metal spells. Now there were golden knives, now golden arrows, and now there were golden halberds and golden hammers. It was an eye-opener, as if you had entered a sea of ​​metallic spells, jingling bells. The sound is endless.

The bombardment continued for more than ten minutes without stopping.

Many Xianmen citizens who were watching the live broadcast of the battle doubted whether there were any fragments of flesh and blood in it.

"Fuck! Stop fighting!"

"The big sun sword is amazing. I can't move anymore, so I can torture you as you wish."

Ou Daocheng panted, cursed angrily, and stopped casting attack spells.

Maintaining a second-level magnetic array outside the body, plus a magical array that casts almost second-level attack spells, bombarding him continuously for such a long time, even his Tianjin Spiritual Root, which practices 'fa' level skills, couldn't bear it.

The last piece of golden needle magic was slashed horizontally by a sword, revealing the appearance of a young man in green, with a very ugly look on his face.

"Dainichi Jianzi?"

I told you not to call me Dairi Jianzi, don’t call me Dairi Jianzi!

The more you scream, the more excited you become, right?

"You only have twelve magic weapon embryo formations, and the material is not as good as Xu Jianian's!"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

Keng!

A sword cry was heard clearly in his ears.

Then a huge blue ancient tree rose from the ground and towered into the sky. As the branches and leaves trembled, everything was destroyed, and the terrible aura of the end of the law and the fall of law shone across the sky and the earth.

call out!

The sword light was so fast that it was almost invisible, and it came with a majestic and straight slash unique to sword cultivators. The terrifying sword energy that destroyed everything was deeply reflected in the soul.

"Sword Intent, this super-class ghost thing!"

The little fat man Ou Daocheng cursed angrily, his keen soul trembling constantly, telling him of the death he was about to face.

"The Twelve-Element Magnetic Star Array!"

He roared, and the twelve Yuanci hills around him shone brightly, and continued to magnify, turning into peaks more than ten meters high. Dense second-order formations emerged, and the gray Yuanci light took shape.

The Immortal Sect outside the boundary has a inheritance called Yuanci Divine Light!

It specializes in defeating metal magic weapons such as flying swords and flying needles. A ray of light will cause all the flying swords to fall.

At this time, although his magnetic light is not enough to be called divine light, he is confident that even if dozens of foundation-building monks' flying swords attack together, he can trap him for a while!

call out!

The dim light of Yuan Magnetic was instantly penetrated by the Destruction Sword Intent!

The ubiquitous magnetic repulsion did not cause any deflection of the sword body, bypassing the thick Yuanmeng peak and passing through Ou Daocheng's forehead.

"What a sinister person."

Jiang Ding glanced at the tiny golden needle of cow hair that almost pierced his eyes, and it suddenly disintegrated.

Not only that, in the distance, the spiritual lights on the twelve Yuanci hills extinguished at the same time, shrunk back to the size of a fist, and fell like their master's corpse, splashing water.

…

"As expected of the Great Sun Swordsman!"

In Taixu Illusion Square, someone sighed: "In terms of combat skills in cold weapons, the Immortal Sect has never caught up with them."

"The specialized structure of the soul like Sword Intent is too unreasonable."

"Ah hey, hey!"

Seeing someone speaking ill of his classmates, Hua Bing's sense of responsibility as the squad leader immediately rose and retorted: "You are wrong. The appearance of Jiang Ding shows that the Xianmen's exploration in this area is deepening." , in the future it may surpass the destroyed Great Sun Sword Pavilion.”

"It's difficult. Swords require specialization and extreme love. The Immortal Sect has always regarded cold weapons as hobbies for cultivating sentiments. It is difficult to reach this level."

"Look at that guy..."

This man looked like he had a high score in the cultural class. He pursed his lips and said, "He has never left his sword since he appeared. He has the demeanor of a sword madman."

…

Immortal capital, Dinghai Zhenyuan.

"I've seen this kind of sword madman a lot."

Huang Mao sneered and said: "I bet that this person has a special hobby for swords since he was a child. If he was born in any small world of Da Ri Sword Pavilion, he can rise quickly even if he has no spiritual roots."

"Senior, don't have that inexplicable hostility anymore!"

"This should really be a citizen of the Immortal Sect. No old monster would be so stupid as to be exposed under the eyes of many monks out of thin air."

Zhenjun Dinghai is weak and weak.

The investigation results of the Central Array Spirit Computer have come out, clearly informing the two of them that they are Xianmen citizens.

"even if……"

Huang Mao remained silent.

"Senior, maybe you can consider it this way."

Zhenjun Dinghai thought for a while and said: "There is a saying about luck among the immortal sects outside the world. The luck of immortality in a certain place, the luck of swordsmanship in a certain place, etc. Maybe we destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and the fate of swordsmanship belongs to We are a fairy sect."

"They are all messy theories about magic sticks. When there are many unknowns in the world of immortality, many immortality cultivators forcefully cling to explanations. You should ignore this kind of superstition."

Huang Mao shook his head.

"Even the superstitions in the feudal era of Xianmen can temporarily answer some of the questions at that time."

Zhenjun Dinghai suddenly became energetic, pointed at the picture and said: "Isn't this coming? Is this also a coincidence?"

…

call out!

A blue sword light slashed through, with the meaning of destroying everything, a square-faced boy vomited blood and hit the sea.

"Your name is Xu Si?"

Jiang Ding asked, very interested.

The reason why he was not killed immediately was because the square-faced boy actually touched the edge of the sword's will. There were faint traces of the Yin attribute's will in the flying sword, freezing his soul.

Of course, very weak.

The debate power is far inferior to that of Xu Jianian, Ou Daocheng and other true Yuanying heirs. He only entered the top ten because of good luck and should fall off soon.

"Thanks for the advice!"

Xu Si's face was filled with gratitude.

His strength is not worthy of a sword strike.

He truly faced the genius of swordsmanship with his sword, and he gained a better understanding of his Yin attribute sword intent.

"You're welcome."

A sword pierced his throat.

That's all.