Drunk, Sword Qi is Like Frost Chapter 919 The Peak Showdown is both a reunion and a farewell,

A pot of turbid wine, several sword rays,

What Qian sings is not only feelings, but also the commitment among swordsmen.

Indelible friendship is condensed in the sword light,

That sound was too solemn to be uttered.

That glass of wine, why is it so spicy?

Why did night come so quickly?

Ding Xiaoyi didn’t know how much he drank.

He did not deliberately use his sword energy to suppress the power of the wine, but allowed the spicy wine to rush into his chest.

Yun Wangchuan will eventually leave Jiange,

He will no longer be a disciple of Jiange, he shoulders his own mission.

Zhan Yuanxiu is more stable, but he is also drunk and hazy.

Although Jian Wuchen had an outstanding temperament, he was still swaying drunkenly under the influence of alcohol.

Only the two girls remained awake,

Two red-colored flying clouds had already appeared on their faces.

Their eyes were shining brightly as they looked at the three young men.

In fact, wine is not that delicious.

But they don't understand why they always like to drink. Maybe this is the feeling between men.

There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end, and I will say goodbye to you after thousands of miles away.

A silent blessing may be the best farewell.

There is endless melancholy in his eyes,

My mind is filled with great pride,

There is a deep sense of reluctance in the singing and poetry.

The road to spiritual practice is so vast,

The bones dry up day and night,

This is reality and the cruel world of spiritual practice.

Yun Wangchuan sang loudly, filling the world with heroic spirit.

Under the vast night, there is a gentle breeze,

Before I wake up from the wine, the person has already left,

The feeling of separation is uncomfortable.

Ding Xiaoyi vowed that he never wanted to experience separation again. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

The figures turned into rays of light and disappeared from Ding Xiaoyi's sight.

Yun Wangchuan left first,

Then Jian Wuchen left with the ancient elf, and finally Zhan Yuanxiu left with Yao Yao.

Under the dim night, only Ding Xiaoyi was left sitting in the lonely pavilion.

The strong smell of wine filled the air, and the dry pavilion was filled with wine jars.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the mess in the withered pavilion,

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the pain in his head became more and more severe.

The alcohol rushed to his brain, making him feel drowsy.

When the alcohol hit him, it erupted in his body like a volcano erupting.

Ding casually threw himself down in the corridor of the stone pavilion and fell asleep.

The twelve sword discussion platforms have already merged into a more majestic battle platform.

The battle platform was vast and boundless, and the sharp sword energy filled the battle platform.

The stage for sword discussion was even more crowded.

The finals are about to begin,

Every Jiange disciple has an expression of excitement in their eyes, they want to witness this miraculous moment.

Ding Xiaoyi

His hair was flying with anger, and his black hair was scattered on his shoulders.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi's temperament seemed to have changed again.

The sharp swords around him were about to break through the sky and soar up.

There was a real sword light in his eyes,

now,

Ding Xiaoyi's swordsmanship cultivation has officially entered the realm of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

After Jian Xin Wugou, Wan Jian returns to his clan.

And he has also entered a new realm, where Wanjian is everywhere.

The human sword sent out a trembling sound that lingered around Ding Xiaoyi.

body.

The human sword glowed with dazzling light as if it had become spiritual.

Ding Xiaoyi probed with his right hand,

The Human Sword fell into his palm, and a brand new feeling came from the Human Sword.

Ding Xiaoyi's coffin became brightly lit.

The sword is unparalleled,

The unparalleled sword intent rises layer by layer, forming a field, and this field is the prototype of the sword field.

Ye Heng, dressed in green clothes, came from a distance.

His figure is elegant and his temperament is unparalleled.

There were wisps of cold light in his star-like eyes, and when he raised his hand and pitched, there was a surge of power that would destroy the world.

He looked down at everyone as if he were the master of this world.

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As the Jiange elder shouted loudly, the audience in the audience let out a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

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The Jiange disciples who supported Ye Heng burst into cheers.

There are also some Jiange disciples who support Ding Xiaoyi, but the number is not as large as the disciples who support Ye Heng.

Ding Xiaoyi is dressed in cloth,

His eyes narrowed, and the aura around him receded like a tide.

The sword intent around him also dissipated without a trace,

He looked like an ordinary young man in the mountains, with a simple and bright smile on his face.

Ding Xiaoyi under the bright sun is indeed inferior to Ye Heng in terms of temperament and appearance.

His ordinary appearance and return-to-nature aura cannot be compared to Ye Heng.

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A burst of brilliant light soared into the sky,

The elders of Jiange had already activated the boundary protection talisman array, and the shock wave caused by the peak duel was not something they could withstand.

A burst of dazzling brilliance rose,

The boundary guarding talisman array stirred up majestic power and imprisoned the surroundings of the sword discussion platform.

On the sword discussion stage, two figures looked at each other from a distance.

They were not in a hurry to take action, their eyes intertwined.

The ferocious fighting spirit turned into huge waves crashing onto the shore, rushing towards the opponent.

Even before there was a fight, the roaring fighting spirit was already aroused.

The corner of Ye Heng's mouth raised slightly, and an evil smile appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi's eyes.
To be continued...