His body was riddled with holes.

The black robe was already in a mess, and blood holes filled the black robe.

The eyes of other Xianji Sect strongmen showed horror.

They also didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi's sword move was so powerful that it broke his black robe in one fell swoop.

"I thought it was a turtle shell, I thought it was vulnerable."

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking,

His figure flickered and suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The powerful men of the Immortal Ji Sect couldn't help but trembled in fear when they saw this.

When Ding Xiaoyi appeared again, his figure had already appeared above the head of the strong man holding the judge's pen.

"Sword Prison Space, Start",

Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply, and a mysterious light glowed from the long sword.

The dim light turned and shrouded the strong man holding the judge's pen.

"No……",

The strong man holding the judge's pen screamed in terror.

The sword prison space is crushing down like a giant wheel,
Chapter completed!