Chapter 2393: A sword of destruction, an arrow

"How is it possible." Dongfang Wu's expression changed, and at the same time he stagnated.
She was planning to return to her mansion and turned around abruptly; she was walking leisurely in the garden, but she also accelerated her pace abruptly and walked away quickly.
"Huh?" Not far away, Xia Yiming frowned slightly, "Miss Dongfang Family?"
Hearing the sound, Dongfang Dance paused, "Brother Yiming? Why are you here."
"Just walk around." Xia Yiming replied subconsciously.
He only planned to walk around at will. He still cared and thought about what Xiao Yi said to him before leaving.
Thinking while walking, I didn't think about it but suddenly met Dongfang Dance.
"Your eyes?" Xia Yiming instantly noticed Dongfang Wu's closed eyes.
Dongfang Wu shook his head and said anxiously, "I'm fine, but my eyes are a bit jerky and uncomfortable, it's okay."
"Brother Yiming, go to jail with me."
After all, Dongfang Dance walked away again.
"What?" Although Xia Yiming was puzzled, he still quickly followed.
Seeing Dongfang Wu's look anxious, Xia Yiming asked, "But what happened to the prison?"
"The Dongfang family's interrogation jail is guarded by the elites of the Black Destroying Army, and there should be no accidents."
Oriental dance is silent, the faster the pace.
After a long while, the two came outside the interrogation prison.
"Huh?" Xia Yiming frowned, there was nothing unusual in his perception.
Dongfang Dance quickly pushed open the prison gate.
The door opened, and the scene inside suddenly changed Xia Yiming's expression.
One by one the black army, guarding the surroundings as before, the guards here are almost strict.
It's just that these Black Destroyed Army was lost in a daze.
"What's the matter?" Xia Yiming's expression was shocked.
"Brother Yiming?" Dongfang Wu asked.
Xia Yiming nodded, and walked forward to perceive it carefully, "It's no major problem, just fainted and there were no casualties."
"It's just..." Xia Yiming frowned, "There are no signs of fighting here, and I don't see any sign of their steps moving."
"In other words, they are standing guard, silent and silent, and they all fell into a state of absent-mindedness within an instant."
Hearing this, Dongfang Dance's face changed suddenly, and she ran into the middle interrogation room quickly.
The interrogation room was empty.
Foremost, several chains are hanging loosely.
Xia Yiming followed, his face also shocked, "This...I was not sleepy before here..."
"Diro." Dongfang Dance said in a deep voice, "The young patriarch of the Jialuo clan who was captured by Palace Master Xiao Yi himself."
Dongfang Wu touched the sparse chains, and Diro, who was trapped in the chains, was long gone.
"How is it possible?" Xia Yiming said in shock, "Dongfang's prison is extremely strict, how can Diro..."
"Not good." Before Xia Yiming finished speaking, he suddenly reacted.
"The palace owner has just entered the demon realm with his front feet, and now this Diro has escaped, if he is asked to bring the news back to the demon realm..."
"Well, the palace owner is in danger."
"Brother Yiming, don't worry." Dongfang Wu put down the chains and suddenly opened his eyes, "I can catch up with Diro."
"I'll tell my father first, no... it's too late..."
Dongfang Dance frowned.
Cang...
The sword in Xia Yiming's hand suddenly unsheathed, "Miss San, go."
Xia Yiming grabbed Dongfang Wu's arm, and the sword flew away.
The man walked with the sword, and the sharp sword flicked across the air without a trace.
"What a fast speed." Dongfang Dance was shocked, "In terms of speed, it is no worse than the nine-level power of the Holy Venerable."
High in the sky, Xia Yiming said anxiously, "Which direction?"
Dongfang Wu replied, "I pointed my finger in the direction, and Brother Yiming followed the direction."
"Yes." Xia Yiming replied.
Cang...Boom...
In the air, the kendo streamer was reaching its extreme.
The sound of the sword blasts through the burst space along the way.
"The Jialuo clan is very good at flying and sneaking. Can you really track Diro's trace, Miss San?" Xia Yiming asked through gritted teeth.
Dongfang Wu nodded, "Diro's sneaking can't hide from my eyes, and in terms of speed, brother Yiming is far faster than him in this state."
"It's getting closer."
For a long while.
Xia Yiming frowned, "How do I feel we are turning around?"
At this time, Dongfang Dance's finger pointed forward.
Xia Yiming's expression changed, "I'm almost close to the edge of the demon domain."
"Damn, that evil animal deliberately detoured to sneak back to the demon realm?"
"Brother Yiming, look." Dongfang Wu pointed away suddenly.
In the distance, there is a blank space, no, look more realistically, it seems that an air current is surging strangely, and the speed is fast.
Looking at it more seriously, it is a group of invisible objects that are hard to see with the naked eye, swimming quickly in the air.
The intangible thing has not leaked half of its breath, not even a little bit of evil spirit.
"That's Diro." Dongfang Dance still said.
"Diro?" Xia Yiming's eyes were cold, "Naughty animal, stop fleeing."
Xia Yiming's figure flashed, and brought Dongfang Wu back to the ground.
Putting down the Eastern Dance, the sword in Xia Yiming's hand was amazing.
Cang...hum...
Xia Yiming already held the sword in both hands, and the sword was raised above his head, and it fell with the momentum, only slowly falling in the air.
distance.
In the air, Diro fluttered his wings, "I will be back to the Demon Realm soon."
"As soon as you enter the Demon Territory, that is the territory of my Demon Race, and humans can't even want to catch me again."
"Huh?" Diroben's face was full of joy, and his back was cold suddenly.
Intuition told him that his back seemed to be locked in by some extremely cold opportunity.
"What the hell?" Diro looked back at the same speed.
In the distance, Xia Yiming and Dongfang Wu appeared in his eyes.
No, to be precise, his eyes were fixed on Xia Yiming's body and the sword that was smashed down.
"What a terrible human being, what a terrifying sense of kendo."
Cang...Boom...
In the distance, the air burst suddenly.
Xia Yiming's sword slashed heavily, and a black sword aura blasted out of the sky.
The sword aura is only about a few meters in size, but it contains a rich black glow but is full of astonishingly destructive meaning.
The sword qi continued to increase with the rapid advance, and in an instant it had expanded tenfold, and the space passed along the way was nothingness, like destroying the world.
"It's a terrible sword." On the side, Dongfang Wu's expression also changed suddenly.
Is this Xia Yiming's full sword?
Intuition told her that this sword was even enough to kill the commander-level powerhouse of his Dongfang Family in a second.
The 90,000 Dao powerhouses can't even want to survive under this terrible sword aura.
Xia Yiming must die if the sword is out, what he said is true.
distance.
"Not good." Diro's face changed drastically. He was from a monster race and possessed an ancient bloodline.
In almost an instant, he could feel the horror of the sword aura that blasted at him from afar.
If this sword aura hits, he will definitely annihilate it in an instant.
"Damn it, it's a little short of it, and I'll be able to return to the demon realm soon..." Diro gritted his teeth with anger and unwillingness.
Whoosh...
Suddenly, there was a rapid blast in the air.
The sound of breaking through the air, almost beyond the time limit, flashed past.
A similar black glow came in shock, surpassing the shackles of space.
It was a sharp arrow emitting black light.
In the distance, the black sword of destruction was about to smash Diro; the black arrow, which could be reached, instantly penetrated the sword energy.
One sword and one arrow are both black; but the two are killing each other like water and fire.
The moment the sharp arrow penetrated, the power of the sword aura was greatly reduced, and the light of the sword aura suddenly disappeared.
"How is it possible." Xia Yiming's face changed drastically.
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Ninth more. (burst)