Ding Xiaoyi's figure retreated aside.

He watched the fierce battle between the two sides, but he watched it with relish.

The King of Hell had a fierce and powerful sword in his hand to face the two old men.

However, the two sides were fighting shocked the world and the ghosts and gods. The King of Hell fought against the two masters alone, but he was not at a disadvantage.

The old man in brocade robe had a pair of fleshy palms stirring up layers of palm shadows roaring towards the King of Hell.

The bald old man raised a stick with his eyebrows and smashed it hard at the King of Hell.

The battle between the two sides has collapsed,

However, they did not condense any phantom of the life wheel, but this power was superior to any phantom of the life wheel.

I saw the divine light on this square and the immortal power was stirred up.

The power of heaven and earth rises up layer by layer,

Ding Xiaoyi had already left the battlefield, but he could still feel the pressure like invisible mountains roaring.

The old man in brocade robe flowed through his punches and palms,

The long sword in the King of Hell's hand tore through the space and stirred up rays of cold light.

The bald old man smashed the sky with a long stick in his hand and smashed it hard.

The starlight reflected by the starry sky also became extremely dim.

Only three figures stirred up a brilliant light like glass, and magic power lingered in the magical skills.

Ding Xiaoyi was very interested in watching it.

Such a battle is beyond the limits of all practitioners in Cangxuan Realm.

Those three people are great monks above the top grade, and their bodies should be immortals or gods.

The immortal power is shining brightly, and the magical skills are rising one after another.

Whether it is the giant palm that swung out of the slap or the long stick that hits the sky,

Or the long sword surrounded by the strange light of immortals and gods, it exceeded Ding Xiaoyi's understanding of the limits of cultivation.

"Boom, boom, boom",

Three figures suddenly opened,

The King of Hell is as tall as a mountain, and the long sword in his hand stimulates a brilliant light.

And the old man in brocade robe is like a generation of unparalleled heroes,

He was domineering and even more arrogant in his eyes.

The bald old man raised his long stick,

He seemed to have three heads and six arms, and saw layers of stick shadows under the endless starry sky.

The battle between them has long surpassed the battle between super repairs.

No blessing from the life wheel,

Only the immortal power can output the magical skills.

And this starry sky seemed to be unable to withstand the power brought by their battle, and the starry sky began to tremble.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were bright,

He didn't expect that the battle between these three people was so wonderful.

And he couldn't get in the way, unless he used those two forbidden techniques.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Several dull sounds sounded,

The three figures suddenly separated again.

The King of Hell held a long sword in his hand and looked at the two old men from afar, and the two old men's eyes showed a solemn look.

"Honor Taiping, you two can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you, so let it go, how about it?"

The King of Hell said coldly to the two old men, obviously it would be of no benefit to anyone if he continues to entangle like this.

"Boom",

A loud bang came into their ears.

But the endless starry sky inexplicably trembled, and a powerful pressure spread from all directions.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed slightly,

Obviously the lake water began to flow backwards, and there was not much time left for them.

He couldn't care about so much, and his body turned into a stream of light and shot towards the void.

"Boy, come down to me."

When the King of Hell saw Ding Xiaoyi's figure shooting towards the void, his face changed.

Then the long sword in his hand raised and shot towards Ding Xiaoyi like the wind.

"Wait",

The speed of the King of Hell is not slower than that of Ding Xiaoyi.

Even the speed of the King of Hell was a little faster than Ding Xiaoyi. He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed hard at Ding Xiaoyi's figure.

A dazzling sword light slashed towards Ding Xiaoyi with a stern light of death.

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand, and a colorful sword light rushed towards the sword light.

"hiss……",

The sword light and the sword light fought each other.

I saw the sword light like a crescent moon sink into the sharp sword light, and the sword light tore the sword light apart.

The powerful sword aura broke open the sword light that shot out like a bamboo shoot.

And just at this delay, the figure of the King of Hell had already pounced on Ding Xiaoyi.

"Boy, you're looking for death",

The King of Hell's face became extremely ugly.

The long sword in his hand swung it towards Ding Xiaoyi, and the long sword instantly turned into a huge sword shadow and slashed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

However, Ding Xiaoyi walked through the huge sword shadow with the seven stars and the moon-by-moon steps under his feet.

"When drunk, the sword energy is like frost",

Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and he raised his sword and stabbed towards the King of Hell.

at this time,

The figures of the two old men have surpassed the King of Hell and Ding Xiaoyi.

I saw a stream of light flowing around them, and their speed was also to the extreme.

"Swoosh, swosh" two sounds,

Two figures passed by Ding Xiaoyi.

The long sword in the hand of the King of Hell rushed to attack the sword that Ding Xiaoyi stabbed.

When he found that the figures of the two old men surpassed him, his face became even more ugly.

With a "boom",

The swords and swords broke out violently.

Ding Xiaoyi was as if he was hit hard, and a violent impact surged towards his chest.

It made his chest churn, but his figure was quickly repelled several feet away.

However, the King of Hell's face turned cold. He abandoned Ding Xiaoyi and shot towards the depths of the starry sky.

"Old Ghost of Yan Luo, your speed is not very good."

The body movements of the bald old man and the brocade-robed old man were extremely strange.

Moreover, this void seemed to be more solid, making it impossible for them to tear the space apart.

They could only rely on their body movements to sweep towards the light above the starry sky.

Ding Xiaoyi was also anxious. The King of Hell's sword directly repelled his body several feet away.

The distance between him and the three masters was widened again.

Originally, Ding Xiaoyi was the first to sweep towards the light of the starry sky, but now he has fallen to the end.

"So what if you're faster?"

The King of Hell snorted coldly, and his speed was a little faster.
To be continued...