"No! It's Ding Shoudian from Wushuang Castle! This old guy has such a fast reaction speed!"
"Among this old guy's magic weapons, he has refined the spirit of a fire dragon, which is extremely spiritual. Right now Taoist Aunt Shenwei and Xiao Wukian are fighting for their true energy. If this move comes out, I'm afraid it will be a trick!"
"No, we can't let him succeed!"
When the other monks saw this, they immediately looked anxious and hurriedly used their true energy to rush to take action. They were afraid that Su Twelve who had taken the spiritual object would be obtained by Ding Shoudian.
However, although everyone reacted quickly, they were still a little slower than Ding Shoudian.
Before everyone could finish speaking, there was a dragon roar, and the halberd had already passed through the sword energy in the sky, bypassed Xiao Wukian, and rushed in front of Su Twelve.
Seeing this scene, Su Twelve looked solemn, and his heart sank to the bottom.
He was willing to move to resist, but when faced with the offensive that existed during the distraction period, he felt like his whole body was suffocating, and the immortal energy in his body was frozen under the pressure of the opponent's momentum.
'Is this... the terrifying power of the distraction period?'
'In the world of cultivating immortals, it is true that there is one realm and one heaven! Without the supreme treasure, it is simply unrealistic to cross a great realm!'
'I can't believe how Senior Liu Hua was able to break through the offensive of Taoist Sister Shenwei with his pure swordsmanship in Quicksand Land!'
At the moment of life and death, Su Twelve didn't have much fear.
But in my heart, I couldn't help but secretly sigh, and was once again shocked by Liu Hua's attainments in swordsmanship.
He could clearly remember that on the quicksand field that day, Taoist Aunt Shenwei urged her natal magic weapon to attack, and Liu Hua used her ultimate sword energy to break through the opponent's attack.
Although... I just barely managed it.
But at this moment, facing the offensive of Ding Shoudian, whose cultivation strength was obviously slightly inferior, he had no power to resist at all.
Just when Su Twelve's mind changed.
Xiao Wujian shouted angrily, "Huh! Ding Shoudian, you are looking for death!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wukian suddenly opened his mouth, and a pocket flying sword that was no more than three inches long and had an extremely exquisite shape spurted out from his mouth.
Although this flying sword is small in size, the moment it appears, it causes thousands of sword energies in the field to tremble slightly.
"Impossible. If this is the Wentian Sword, then what is this flying sword in the scene? Moreover, Xiao Wukian's Wentian Sword is only a ninth-grade magic weapon flying sword. Even if this flying sword is not a spiritual treasure, it is still very high-grade.
It’s close to a spiritual treasure level existence!”
"It's Tianwen Sword! Five hundred years ago, when Xiao Wujian asked me to refine weapons and swords at Bitao Villa, it was Wentian, and Tianwen was a pair of flying swords. Unfortunately, in the end, the Tianwen Sword refinement failed, and only the remaining
Sword embryo. Unexpectedly... after five hundred years of cultivation, he actually allowed him to complete the sword embryo, and even advance it to the level of a pseudo-spiritual treasure!"
When people in the distance saw the appearance of this pocket flying sword, they felt the amazing aura emanating from the sword and couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations.
A magic weapon at the level of a pseudo-spiritual treasure is rare even in the distracted state.
At the end of the crowd, the voice of the young master of Bitao Villa came out, and his explanation made many monks nod slightly.
But in front of the crowd, Ding Shoudian, who was trying to get something out of the fire, turned ugly in an instant.
Not caring about continuing to target Su Twelve, the magic formula in his hand changed, and he immediately took back his halberd magic weapon.
Although the grade of my halberd magic weapon is not bad, compared with a fake spiritual treasure, the gap is very obvious.
Not to mention, the sword cultivator Xiao Wujian is even more powerful.
However, Ding Shoudian's hand just made a move.
"Qiang!"
There was a crashing sound in the field.
The sword light flashed across, and the halberd that was originally charging towards Su Twelve suddenly stopped. The phantom of the dragon that appeared on the surface of the halberd dissipated on the spot after letting out a pitiful scream.
The entire halberd was also split into two under the sword light, turned into two pieces of scrap metal, and fell from the air.
The magic weapon of his life was destroyed, and Ding Shoudian suffered a backlash.
His face instantly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the aura around him fluctuated violently.
Without waiting for him to stabilize his aura, the flying sword's sword light turned and continued to break through the air, heading straight towards his body.
"Xiao Wujian! You really want to kill them all!"
Ding Shoudian's eyes widened, and he retreated violently, ignoring the injuries caused by the backlash.
The true energy in the body surges wildly, blessing the robes on the body, and forming a strong body-protecting aura in front of the body.
Even so, he still felt chills running down his back. He stared at Xiao Wukian who was drawing his sword and exclaimed in surprise.
"Then... Xiao has made it very clear just now. Does Ding Daoyou really think that Xiao is joking?!"
Xiao Wujian spoke silently, with murderous intent flowing in his eyes, and his eyes were cold and scary.
Ding Shoudian opened his mouth and was about to say something.
But before the words could be spoken, the sword light had already arrived!
"puff!"
There was a muffled sound, the sword light passed through his heart, and countless sword energy surged into his body, limbs and bones in an instant.
In an instant, a cloud of blood mist emerged, and streams of sword energy came out from the body.
Ding Shoudian's entire cultivation level instantly dissipated into nothingness under the impact of this sword energy.
The fleshy body, completely devoid of life, fell to the ground with a crash, covered in blood, and landed on the ground constructed by the formation space.
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But when his body fell, there were several weak formation patterns underneath him, glowing faintly.
The weak real hair fluctuations greedily devoured the blood flowing from Ding Shoudian's body, and even traces of evil aura escaped from it and poured into his body.
However, this glimmer of light was blocked by his body and did not attract the attention of any monks present.
At the same time, at the moment when the physical body was cultivated and lost its vitality, Ding Shoudian's Consciousness Sea Yuanshen and Dantian Yuanying immediately separated from the physical body, retreated and escaped, and merged into one in mid-air.
The Yuanying villain, who looks the same as Ding Shoudian but is less than three inches tall, is hanging in the air with a look of shock on his face.
They were both at the distraction stage, but they didn't expect that they would be so vulnerable to Xiao Wukian's sword.
With just one strike of the sword, his body was destroyed and his years of cultivation were destroyed.
This is not only because of the extraordinary grade of the flying sword, but also because of the difference in cultivation skills.
After a brief shock, Ding Shoudian Yuanying stared at Xiao Wukian in his sight, his small eyes like rice grains widened, and his face was full of anger.
"Xiao Wujian! You... how dare you destroy my body! Although our Wushuang Fort is not as good as your Xuanyuan Sword Sect, we will never give up!"
"After today, wait to bear the wrath of my Wushuang Castle!"
An angry roar sounded, and Ding Shoudian's entire Nascent Soul was shaking violently.
The Yuanying and Yuanshen still exist, so there is still hope of continuing on the path to immortality. However, the physical body is destroyed, and thousands of years of hard work are gone overnight.
No monk would be able to accept such a result calmly.
As Ding Shoudian's body was destroyed, the faces of the other monks who tried to take advantage of the situation changed.
Without even thinking about it, they decisively suppressed their respective attacks and quietly retreated to a distance.