"What do you think, Your Majesty? If you are too timid to fight, then you have already activated this prison sword formation and pierced my heart with this sword rain from the sky. I guarantee as the leader of Jiangnan Sword Sect that there will never be any harm."

Resist."

"And I guarantee that your Excellency, Lin Jiuxuan, can intimidate the whole of Jingnan in one day and become famous at a young age. This is probably the purpose of your trip, and you have achieved what you wished for."

Below, Ding Daoming held up his hand and paused for a moment, with a slight smile on his face. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had a somewhat immortal air.

He looked at the rain of swords and sword energy all over the sky, and the wonder in his heart was self-evident.

Within the Jiangnan Sword Sect, this Prison Sword Formation has been circulated for many years, but no one has ever successfully activated it. Now, it actually appeared in front of Ding Daoming.

"You want to fight me?"

Lin Yi looked down from a high position and looked at Ding Daoming standing outside the Sword Tomb with a playful look in his eyes.

"good!"

Ding Daoming nodded: "Since you are the enemy of our Jiangnan Sword Sect, as the sect leader, I am naturally obliged to defend the dignity of our sect and fight you!"

Hearing Ding Daoming's words, He Yunxiao and others below seemed a little complicated.

"The leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, Qi Yubufan, is very good and rare to see, but is his brain not very good? He actually wants this kid to give up this formation and jump down to fight him? That kid is not an idiot!"

"This kid is taking advantage now. It's a pity. Otherwise, if the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect came forward, wouldn't he be able to defeat this kid with just one move?"

"With the blessing of the formation, I was able to force the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect to discuss it with him. He can be considered a profit."

Everyone below looked at Ding Daoming over there with sighs on their faces.

No matter what methods Lin Jiuxuan, who was standing over there, used, he still forced the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect out.

Now that Ding Daoming wants to fight alone? Doesn't that mean that he is asking Lin Jiuxuan to give up all his advantages?

No normal person would make such a choice.

"Okay, then let me see what the strength of the master of Jiangnan Sword Sect is like."

Lin Yi nodded and spoke softly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone below seemed to have heard something incredible, and they all raised their heads to look at the young man in the air.

"This kid is really out of his mind." He Yunxiao swallowed and muttered.

"That's too much to say, that's the head of the Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

"He probably doesn't know how powerful the leader of the Jiangnan Sword Sect is. Does he really think that relying on this sword formation to show off his strength is his own strength?"

The faces of the group of people below all looked strange.

Everyone thought that this guy who called himself Lin Jiuxuan was looking for death.

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he stepped on the long sword that was hanging horizontally in mid-air, all the way down.

He stood in the sword tomb, and the long swords and sword energy that were raining around him all stopped aside, and there was no movement, as if someone had pressed a freeze frame.

He Yunxiao and others felt that the pressure around them suddenly eased, and many people turned their heads to look.

In front of everyone's eyes, the young man over there slowly walked out of the Sword Tomb. He was carrying a backpack, hands in his pockets, and walking through the crowd with a calm expression.

When Ding Daoming saw Lin Yi walking out of the sword tomb, his face suddenly became happy.

As long as the Lin Jiuxuan in front of him does not have a sword array in hand, then Ding Daoming will have full confidence to deal with this kid.

"The sword I hold is Dunqing. Since you fight with me, I will not bully you. There are so many swords in the sword tomb, so you should choose one and fight me again."

Ding Daoming smiled slightly. His hand suddenly glowed with white light. Before he left the scabbard, he could already feel the coldness of the sword.

Chief Swordsman Dai and Swordsman Wang were already standing behind Ding Daoming.

Zhao Fu and Yu Jinglong were also looking at Lin Yi with fierce eyes, looking like they wanted to devour Lin Yi completely.

"Before I fight you, I want to know what's inside that vertical coffin."

Lin Yi spoke calmly.

"Vertical coffin?"

When Ding Daoming heard Lin Yi's words, he was slightly startled, and then turned to look. When he saw the vertical coffin exposed outside, his expression was stunned, and then he simply shook his head: "I only know

There is a sword formation here, but I don’t know what is in the vertical coffin under the sword formation.”

Having said this, Ding Daoming paused: "Of course, it is also possible that inside the vertical coffin is the fifth sword, Broken Sword Hongchen."

"Broken Sword Red Dust"

Lin Yi thought silently in his heart. When Chenli Ancient Sword appeared and confronted the vertical coffin, Lin Yi felt that there was something strange about it.

It was a strange feeling, indescribable.

"That's right, Broken Sword Hongchen's sword is one of the five swords of our Sword Sect, but no one has ever seen it before. Maybe it is among them." Ding Daoming shook his head.

Shaking his head: "Come on, you go and choose a sword."

"Of course, you can also choose that Chenli."

Chenli's sword is always more domineering than Dunqing's.

Ding Daoming said this just so that after he finally won, no one would be left talking about it.

"No need."

Lin Yi walked to the side of the road and stood under a willow tree.

While everyone was watching, Lin Yi broke off a seven-foot wicker stick from the willow tree.

"What do you mean?"

Ding Daoming's face was stunned.

"There is no need to hold a sword. With this provision, it is enough to deal with you."

Lin Yi shook his head and spoke calmly.

"He wants to use wicker as a sword!"

"That's crazy!"

"This Lin Jiuxuan really didn't know how he died!"

Seeing Lin Yi's actions, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Zhu Shiqing's pretty face was even more complicated. She looked at the guy holding the wicker over there, with mixed meanings in her eyes.

"You really look down on me, Jiangnan Sword Sect! Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ding Daoming's anger surged when he heard this. Without any hesitation, he suddenly grasped the hilt of the Dunqing Sword. The Taoist robe in front of him made a rustling sound. Everyone saw that there was still some distance between Ben and the young man.

Ding Daoming, in the next second, had already reached the young man with Dunqing in hand!

"Within five swords, I will defeat you!"

Ding Daoming snorted coldly, and a white light flashed in his hand. He held the sword in one hand, and with his backhand, he slashed the sword from top to bottom at Lin Yi's head!

"This is the first sword!"

Before this sword fell, it chilled the surrounding air. Everyone saw that Ding Daoming's hand suddenly turned into three sword lights, all of which were blessed on the sword body. These sword lights interacted with each other.

Overlapping, each stack makes the power on the sword become more powerful.

Lin Yi stood under the edge of Dunqing's sword with a calm expression on his face. He remained unmoved despite the momentum of the sword's edge.

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw Lin Jiuxuan's right hand shaking slightly, and his originally weak willow tree suddenly became straight, revealing his sharp edge.

Thank you for your kindness, and for your pure wind,
Chapter completed!