Chapter 39: There Is No Second Ding Muchen in the World

"Chi--"

A ray of sword light flew away.

Above the mountains, thrones rise up one after another, and above the thrones, there are blurred figures, there is a girl sword demon holding a big sword, there is an ancient god of war wearing a golden armor with a giant hammer, and there is a girl holding a sword. The sickle, and the throne of evil spirits behind him who hold the dharma of a demon world, looked at the direction Ding Muchen came from, staring at each other.

"唰~~~"

Fan Yi floated down on a throne, waving his folding fan lightly in his hand, and said with a smile: "My lords, besides Ding Muchen, there are also a few women with good strength who have also followed. Next... it depends on you How much did you kill?"

On the throne, Landro, the demon wing holding a sickle, smiled slightly: "It's not a big problem, just kill them all."

"snort!"

Fan Yi snorted and laughed: "Let's deal with Ding Muchen first."

...

At this moment, Ding Muchen, who was driving the long sword and galloping forward, glanced back at Lin Yixin, Lin Wan'er and the others, frowned and said, "This battlefield does not belong to you, father still needs your escort on the way forward, here... I, Ding Muchen, can do it!"

As he spoke, he turned around and swung his sword.

"laugh!"

A flash of golden sword light split a pool of lightning between the sky and the earth, and Lin Yixin, Lin Wan'er, Su Xiran, and Dongcheng Yue Qiqi were all forced to stop in place by the violent sword flow. Can't stay anymore.

"this……"

Lin Yixin gritted her silver teeth: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Lin Wan'er raised her precious umbrella to block in front, protecting herself and Dong Chengyue behind her, and said, "Ding Muchen won't let us get involved in this battle."

Su Xiran's beautiful eyes were like water, and she looked at Ding Muchen's demon from a distance, feeling like she was about to cry, and said softly: "It seems that Team Ding has no plans to come back."

Lin Yixin looked back: "Sister Xiran, what is Ding Muchen's strength, can he really shake so many terrifying thrones?"

"have no idea."

Su Xiran shook his head and said with a smile: "But I believe in him, Team Ding will not do things that are not sure."

"Let's wait and see..."

Lin Wan'er clenched the dagger tightly, looked at Ding Muchen's figure in the distance, and said: "Ding Muchen can block so many thrones, that's the best, if not, let's go again!"

"Um!"

As a result, the four heroines were blocked from the sword qi thunder pool, and in the distance was the figure of Ding Muchen rushing straight towards the thrones of strange demons with a ray of swaying sword light.

...

"snort!"

Above the sky, a golden throne lay across. When everyone looked into the distance, they saw a devil in crimson armor holding a sharp sword, with strong death luck around him. It was none other than Lin Hai, the shadow of death.

"This is Ding Muchen?"

Lin Hai raised his eyebrows and said, "Who will come first?"

"Come here!"

Accompanied by a roar, a huge mountain-like figure leaped up from the throne, flapping its wings, it was the tenth-ranked throne, the ancient god-level god, the Devourer, a ferocious beast like a giant dragon, its big Opening his mouth, a mass of blood-colored radiance condensed on his neck, and laughed maniacally: "Ding Muchen, do you want to eat me with a blow of evil spirit?"

"oh?"

Ding Muchen, who was galloping, smiled slightly, and said, "Then start with you!"

As he said that, the sword light was shining brightly, and Ding Muchen's whole body was surrounded by the strong sword light, and he shot past with a "chi" sound, flying in directly from the mouth of the devourer, and flying out from the hole in the back of his head. The moment the sword light burst out, the entire brain of the Devourer exploded instantly, and the huge body collapsed together with the throne!

"What a waste!"

Lin Hai frowned: "Who is next?"

"I'm ninth, so here I go."

The swordsmith Han Ying waved his long sword in his hand, and the throne under his feet was lifted into the air. He just rushed towards Ding Muchen, raised his long sword, and shouted: "The last knight in the national uniform, come, come, eat me Han Ying with all his strength!" hit!"

The sword light blasted out, illuminating the entire night sky.

In the strong wind, Ding Muchen also swung a sword, and the light of the sword turned the day of the whole sky back to night in an instant, and then a golden thread across the north and south flashed away, and in the wind, the swordsmith Han who had just cut a sword Ying Ze let out a miserable "uh uh", a thread appeared on his neck, then his head rolled and fell, and the throne under his feet fell apart.

"..."

Lin Yixin's beautiful eyes opened wide, she was very proud of her own strength, but... in front of Ding Muchen's swordsmanship, she could only feel ashamed if she was as proud as she was, maybe it was because of her inner demons, Ding Muchen's strength has been greatly increased, but even so, Ding Muchen's own strength is enough to convince Lin Yixin. It is impossible for this man who roams the sky and across the continent to say that he has no ability.

...

"useless."

The aloof Lin Hai frowned again, and said, "The two trashes are given away, who else?"

"I come!"

An old man with a blue pole in his hand rode the throne into the air, and another woman with a jade flute also rode the throne and crashed into Ding Muchen. This was not enough, and another throne with a bow joined the battle , and farther away, a young swordsman with a sword in his hand and a tattered cloak flying behind him also galloped away on the throne, and said with a smile: "I am the 17th throne, and I want to meet you tonight and Hexi!"

"oh?"

In the wind, Ding Muchen's expression was calm, the sword light flashed past, and a golden abyss of magic appeared from behind him. When the foundation of the sword way appeared, the sword light came out on the ground, wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, and directly crushed the four thrones , and the boss on the throne was naturally also killed by Jian Guang. Unfortunately, this is the real world, and nothing will drop.

"Ding Muchen!"

In the air, another throne fell, and the scythe in his hand dropped rapidly. This was a sneak attack out of thin air, one of Demon Wing Landro's signature skills.

"Um?"

Ding Muchen's expression froze, and he saw that Landro's background was very deep, so he spun around and threw the long sword in his left hand to his right hand, and with a "chick", the sword guard on his left arm was torn apart , a smear of blood bloomed, but at the cost of the injury to the left arm, the right hand suddenly grabbed the long sword, and a ray of sword light flew out from bottom to top.

"laugh--"

The dharma form of the demon world behind Landero split into two in an instant, and at the same time, his own body was split into two by the sword, his eyes widened, and before he died, he sighed: "There is someone who can draw a sword faster than Jing Yunyue!" ah……"

...

"Oh, it's not good..."

On the throne, Fan Yi directly pulled out the double-bead sword worn at his waist, gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Lin Hai, it seems that Xiao Fan, I am going to make a move soon. If he dies, Lord Lin Hai remember to give me some paper money. I, Xiaofan, don't want to be a poor scholar even if I go to Huangquan Road, I'm really poor..."

"snort!"

Not far away, the female sword demon Fertuna held her long sword and sneered: "As timid as a mouse, how dare you be the throne? You are afraid of Ding Muchen, but I am not."

"good."

Lin Hai nodded, and said: "Xiare, you and Lord Fertuna should fight against the enemy together, and if you die, you will die together. As for you...Fan Yi, you can live well. The longer you live, the more people in the world will die." uncomfortable."

"Thank you for your compliment!"

Fan Yi clapped his hands and smiled lightly.

In the wind, the female sword demon Fertuna suddenly fell down with her sword, and rushed towards Ding Muchen with the throne. On the flanks, the ancient war god Charles galloped on the throne, waiting for an opportunity. The vegetation shook and lowered their heads, and the loud noise even made the windows in the small town buzz.

Lao Ding stood outside the window, looking into the distance. He couldn't see that far, but he knew that something must happen, and he was very sure. Ding Muchen, who was dressed in casual clothes, making tea and cooking, was holding a bright fire at this time , killing people, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

...

"come!"

Suddenly, Ding Muchen's figure disappeared, turning into a ray of invisible sword energy and rushing towards the female sword demon, while Fertuna waved her sword light, and the dharma form of the entire chaotic world behind her was buzzing and trembling, half of the Wuyuan Mountain Range Everything began to twist and become chaotic. She deeply understood how powerful Ding Muchen's sword was. If she didn't use all her strength, she might end up in the same fate as Landro.

He doesn't care what kind of Ascension Realm Sword Immortal you are, or what kind of master of the chaotic world you are, the sword in Ding Muchen's hand is totally unreasonable.

The sword light swept over, and Fertuna slashed out with all the strength in her body.

"Peng—"

The loud noise was deafening, and Lao Ding in the small town of Wuyuan trembled, as if he had experienced an earthquake. When he stabilized the window and looked into the distance, he saw two golden balls of sword energy colliding violently Among them, Ding Muchen's sword is evenly matched with Fertuna's sword!

"That's it!?"

On the flanks, Xia Er let out a ferocious laugh, and the giant hammer turned into a ray of golden light and hit Ding Muchen's back.

However, before the giant hammer fell, Charles' expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "You..."

Got it!

Ding Muchen twisted his body, still holding the long sword with his right hand to fight against Fertuna's sword, but there was also a flowing long sword in his left hand, and he tried to bear the hammer by his side, and the sword light shot out quickly!

"Peng!"

When Ding Muchen was hit by a hammer, Xia Er's eyebrows had already exploded.

"you……"

Fertuna was furious: "Is that why you look down on me?"

The gray-white long sword slashed down suddenly, and Fertuna swung the sword in anger. Ding Muchen's body instantly fell into the forest, and then he suffered dozens of sword lights from Fertuna, and suddenly a mountain hundreds of meters high It was razed almost instantly, and just when everyone thought that Ding Muchen was going to die amidst the debris, dust and smoke all over the place, a ray of sword light shot out from the sky and the earth.

"ah?!"

Fertuna hastily raised her long sword to sacrifice the sword gang, but it was already too late. The sword light was so fast, and the sword energy instantly transformed into a lethal force, so that just as Fertuna raised her long sword, her body was already crushed. Divided into two.

...

In the mist, Ding Muchen's body rose slowly. His armor was torn in many places, and the cloak behind him was also in tatters, but this did not affect the proud smile of the strongest man in the national uniform. The sword pointed at Lin Hai and Fan Yi, said with a smile: "The strongest and the most disgusting will be sent to death quickly!"