Continuous explosions sounded in the villa. Ding Yi stood on the wall and carefully identified it. He found that the explosion was about two hundred meters away from here. He speculated that Sun Tao and his gang should have been ambushed after entering here. Even so, Ding Yi still did not show up, but continued to lie on the wall and continued to stare at the movement in the yard, while Sun Qiaoer over there had already begun to quickly explore the depths of the villa after landing. "Yin Yang Palace!?" Not long after, a loud shout suddenly came from the depths of the courtyard, and then two figures with shapes like lightning, one chasing and the other escaping, quickly entered Ding Yi's sight. The person who fled turned out to be Sun Qiaoer, and the person who was chasing him was a Taoist priest with an angry face. The Taoist held a long sword in his hand, and the sword radiated light, turning into the phantom of a dragon in the air, and wrapped around Sun Qiaoer in front of him. This is the Taiyi Light Splitting Sword of the Qijue Palace. When practiced to perfection, the sword energy can be transformed into a form, which is extremely powerful. But in Ding Yi's view, it was a bit ridiculous that such a cool sword spirit came from the hands of a demon. At this moment, Sun Qiaoer suddenly turned around in the air, and his body surged upward again in an anti-gravity form, avoiding the sword energy chasing after him.
After landing, Sun Qiaoer led the Taoist to move around in the courtyard. Although the Taoist was extremely fast, Sun Qiaoer was not slow either, and he fell into a state of anxiety for a while. Ding Yi raised his brows and secretly thought that it was almost time. Then he took a look at the quicksand diagram. When he saw that there was no abnormality, he put it in his arms, then turned over and jumped into the courtyard. Ding Yi's appearance instantly attracted the attention of the angry-faced Taoist priests present. "Okay, okay!! Here comes another one! You all can stay here today!!" As the angry-faced Taoist spoke, the sword light in his hand became even brighter and even made a sharp cry in the air. "Master, it's Xuanji's Perfection!!" When Sun Qiaoer saw Ding Yi, he reminded him at the same time. Ding Yi did not speak when he heard this, but turned his right hand, and suddenly a violently fluctuating air flow appeared in the void on his palm. "Pretend to be a ghost!" When the angry-faced Taoist saw Ding Yi standing there, he let out a ferocious laugh, but the next moment he looked stunned, as if he couldn't believe it. The sword light that separated from the long sword disappeared instantly as soon as it came within one foot of Ding Yi's body, like a mud cow entering the sea. "What the hell!?" The Taoist exclaimed in disbelief, and Ding Yi's figure flashed and came to the Taoist's eyes in an instant. "You underestimate me too much!!" When the Taoist saw this, he roared and was about to slash with his sword, when he saw Ding Yi in front of him punching out. A white light burst out from Ding Yi's fist, passed through the chopped sword, and then penetrated straight through the Taoist's chest. "Uh uh uh..." The Taoist looked at the long sword with only half of it left in front of him, a little disbelieving. When he looked down, he saw a fist-sized hole opened in front of his chest. "Senior brother!!"
The expression on the Taoist's face turned sad. After shouting, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down. [You killed the demon in Qijue Palace, your lifespan will be +42 years and 45 days] Ding Yi looked at the prompt in front of him, and then slowly retracted his fist. This time, he only used the 800-frequency Guiyuan, and narrowed the scope as much as possible, compressing the essence mass to the size of a fist. It was still an instant kill, which Ding Yi had already expected. The corresponding upper limit of defense for Xuanji realm worshipers is estimated to be around 600. Ding Yi increased the frequency by 200 just in case. But in terms of compression, Ding Yi was a little surprised. The more compressed it is, the greater the consumption of energy, which is contrary to Ding Yi's idea. But if the range is too large, the consumption of energy will not be reduced, which means that there is an absolute balance point between size. However, this balance point is very difficult to find, and Ding Yi has no clue. He only heard that some sects are good at compressing essence and compiled it into a secret technique. He doesn't know if he will have the opportunity to obtain it in the future. "Sure enough, only the battle of life and death can make me realize the changes in martial arts. This is the true meaning of fighting!" Ding Yi looked at the fallen Taoist body and thought to himself. Sun Qiaoer over there was also very shocked when he saw the Taoist killed by Ding Yi with one punch. She walked to Ding Yi and couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that the master's cultivation level has reached such an extent. I think he is probably stronger than some of the elders in the palace who have achieved little success." Ding Yi did not return to Sun Qiaoer, but looked towards the depths of the villa and asked at the same time: "When you went in just now, he was the only one inside?" "Yes, sir." Sun Qiaoer quickly replied. "continue." Ding Yi ordered. Sun Qiao'er took the order, jumped up, and rushed into the depths of the villa, while Ding Yi slowly followed behind, as if taking a walk. On the other side, the front yard. Lin Aijiu sneered and looked at the shocked Wanxiang Sect disciples in front of him. He stretched out his palm and gently pushed down the body impaled on his sword. Under his feet, a large number of black solids were scattered, which seemed to be the embers that fell after the evil-breaking talisman burned out. "The evil-breaking talisman of Yin Yang Palace is very powerful, but it is still too young to deal with me." Lin Chenjiu licked the blood on the back of his hand with his tongue, and then the smile on his face turned into anger: "But, you hawks and dogs of the Yin-Yang Palace, you are dead today!!"
After saying that, Lin Chenjiu let out a sharp long howl. When Sun Tao and his gang heard the howl, they immediately showed pain on their faces, but the corners of everyone's mouths actually began to slightly rise. "Not good!" Seeing this, Sun Tao took out a fire starter and lit the fire tube hanging on his waist, and threw it at Lin Chenjiu. This fire tube was also given to Sun Tao by Ding Yi before he set off. According to Ding Yi's requirements, it must not be used indiscriminately before the moment of life and death. "What is this thing?" Lin Chenjiu saw what Sun Tao threw over, and his angry face suddenly turned into a smile, and then he chopped the fire tube with a sword, and then a thick flame burst out with a loud noise on the spot. The red flames rose up like an angry dragon, completely surrounding Lin Chenjiu, and the residual power of the explosion made those gang members scream and fly several meters away. This violent vibration immediately attracted the attention of Ding Yi in the distance. "Sun Tao and the others can't stand it." Ding Yi frowned, knowing that this was the vibration that could only be produced by the explosion of the fire tube. Before this, Ding Yi had also thought about strengthening some more advanced weapons to arm his men. But missiles not only have an extremely long lifespan, but also require a launcher and a launcher who can operate it, so this idea was immediately abandoned by Ding Yi. As for the shoulder-mounted rocket launcher, a single-soldier weapon, it is very suitable, but this thing is obviously a leap-forward gap with this world. Once it appears, the Wanxiang Gate will definitely be sliced after being attacked by the worshippers of the whole world. Therefore, either it can ensure that the opponent can be completely destroyed in one go, or it can only strengthen simple firearms like fire tubes. In this way, although the opponent is a little confused at first glance, it is impossible to have too many doubts, which can be regarded as a balance.
