Chapter 3208: Ding Xiran, die!

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"how is this possible?"
If the audience saw such a scene, they were only shocked, then Ding Xiran, the genius of the Star Picking Tower, who was one of the parties, was really frightened, and even exclaimed directly.
As the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable genius who came out of the Star Reaching Tower, Ding Xiran's sword just now was almost incredible.
Even Yu Wencheng and Chu Ran, the same five-rank Immortal Venerables, felt cold in the back of their necks, and they were completely unsure of being able to react.
Including the genius Zhang Mingze of the Thunder Palace of the Moon God Palace, he was also very surprised. Although he had some complaints about Ding Xiran's unauthorized action, he actually had great hope for that sword.
But now, the rough-clothed young man named Yun Xiao just turned around slightly, his fingers came first, and before the black sword pierced his heart, he clamped it.
What amazing response and speed does this require?
In the eyes of others, Yun Xiao's movements seem to be extremely slow, but in the eyes of geniuses like Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze, it is extremely slow.
The fact is indeed the case. If it weren't for the extreme, how could Yun Xiao clamp Ding Xiran's black sword so wonderfully, how could it be so unhurried?
"Let it go!"
Ding Xiran is, after all, a genius of picking stars, and he can't be a genius who is immersed in painstaking practice.
He has experienced countless fierce battles in his life and has extremely rich combat experience, so after a brief shock, he has already recovered.
When Ding Xiran's mouth uttered this loud shout, the pulse of his whole body was gushing out instantly.
Even the other hand was placed on the hilt of the black sword, trying to draw the black sword back from Yun Xiao's fingers.
In Ding Xiran's opinion, with a shove with all his strength, the of this rough-clothed boy absolutely can no longer control his black sword.
Maybe even will be cut off if one is not defended.
Although the rank of this black sword is inferior to that of the black star sword, it is also a rare weapon.
In other words, Yun Xiao was sandwiching the sword with two fingers, and if it was cut by the blade, it would definitely be the end of the fingers being broken.
"Let it go!"
However, just as Ding Xiran was full of confidence and the audience watched, from the rough-clothed young man's mouth, he drank two words exactly the same as Ding Xiran just now.
"Is he going to use that wooden sword?"
At this moment, many practitioners, including Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze, subconsciously thought that Yun Xiao was going to use that weird wooden sword.
Because only in this way can Zhang Mingze let go.
No one doubts about the power of that wooden sword. The Hua Wuxian and Bu Deng Gao just now all died under that wooden sword, and its rank is definitely higher than the black sword in Ding Xiran's hand.
Including Ding Xiran himself, was guarding the wooden sword that Yun Xiao was holding in his right hand. He made up his mind that as long as Yun Xiao swung down the black sword, he would immediately abandon it if he had not withdrawn the black sword.
"Ok?"
Ding Xiran's thoughts turned, but in the next moment, he did not see the coarse-clothed youth in front of him, with the slightest movement in his right hand, and the wooden sword still hung pointedly under his right side.
It's a pity that after a while, Ding Xiran won't have these ideas.
He only felt that the black sword in his hand suddenly sent an unmatched force, which made him unable to help letting go of the hilt of the black sword in his hand.
"Damn, this kid wants to seize the sword with physical strength!"
At this moment, Ding Xiran suddenly understood Yun Xiao's thoughts.
This rough-clothed boy had never thought of using the wooden sword in his right hand, but was using pure physical power to seize the sword.
Even from the induction of the black sword's blade, Ding Xiran did not feel that Yun Xiao displayed even the slightest pulse, that was the actual physical power.
But it was this pure physical strength that made Ding Xiran, who was urging her pulse, clenched her hands, didn't even hold on to the two breaths, and the long sword in her hand immediately dropped out.
After a violent friction, the black sword in Ding Xiran's hand had changed ownership, and the palms of his hands holding the black sword tightly caused a fierce pain. When he lifted it up, the blood was blurred and shocking.
To be honest, although Ding Xiran is not a cultivator who is known for his physical strength, he comes from the Star Cultivation Tower. With the physical strength of the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable, he is definitely not much worse than some fourth-rank Immortal Venerable.
But even with this kind of power, under the of the rough-clothed young man, as if there was nothing, he was instantly snatched from the black sword in his hand.
In such a comparison, many people took a breath of cold air, and Yun Xiao, who reappeared in the dark path, seemed to have improved his physical strength a lot compared to seven days ago.
The fact is indeed the case. Yun Xiao, who has broken through to the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable, is at least comparable to the sixth-rank Immortal Venerable’s vein demon in her pure physical strength, let alone against humans of the same level?
If you encounter some cultivators who specialize in physical power, such as Chu Ran from the Iron Mountain Sect over there, perhaps Yun Xiao can't do this with the power of alone.
But just a Ding Xiran, there can be no accidents.
"It turned out to be just a middle-grade immortal weapon. This is very inconsistent with your status as a genius in the star-picking building!"
Yun Xiao didn't care about Ding Xiran's thoughts, seeing that he shook the black sword he had grabbed with his left hand, and said regretful words in his mouth, and contained unabashed sarcasm, making De Ding Xiran's face instantly pale.
This genius of the Star Picking Tower feels bitter. He originally had a high-grade fairy artifact. Didn’t this ruin it for you?
However, this damned little still speaks coldly here, which is simply unbearable.
"Well, the middle-grade immortal artifacts are the middle-grade immortal artifacts, but I don't know if your bones are hard?"
But Yun Xiao's next few words made this genius of the Star Picking Tower no longer have the mind to think about other things.
Because he saw that Yun Xiao directly clamped the black sword with and pierced it toward his chest.
At this moment, the tip of the black sword was still smiling at Yun, that is to say, it was the blunt hilt of the black sword that pierced Ding Xiran, which didn't seem to be too threatening.
But Ding Xiran, who had just seen Yun Xiao's physical power, looked at the edgeless sword hilt pierced toward her chest, and she couldn't help being frightened.
Because he knows clearly that if he is really stabbed by the hilt between the of Yun Xiao, even if he can save his life, he will probably be seriously injured.
At this time, Ding Xiran had no confidence in her physical strength, even the cultivation base of the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable, and at the same time regretted that she was still reckless after all.
It's a pity that since Yun Xiao seized this opportunity, how could he escape for Ding Xiran?
Although he has friendship with Shen Xingmou, but this Ding Xiran is a disciple of the Great Elder Zengxinglou, Yun Xiao also knows that Shen Xingmou is incompatible with the Great Elder, so he does not have too much psychological burden.
What's more, as soon as Ding Xiran heard his name, he immediately called out.
Yun Xiao couldn't let go of anyone who shot at himself, and he was not a good man.
"Can't hardwire!"
Ding Xiran's reaction was not too slow. He had already made a decision in an instant. He wanted to avoid the fatal blow first, and then join Tao Zhiting and Zhang Mingze to jointly kill Yunxiao.
As for the black sword of the middle-grade immortal weapon, if you lose it, you will lose it. It's just a weapon. How can it be important to have its own life?
"Want to run? Late!"
However, just when Ding Xiran made up his mind to avoid Qi Feng for the time being, from the coarse-clothed youth on the opposite side, he made a four-character shout again, and then he saw that the opponent's eyes turned into pitch black.
What no one found was that at this time, from above Yun Xiao's back to the neck, the two mysterious ancestral veins exuded faint black light, which were the soul ancestral veins that ordinary people could not reach.
Today's Yun Xiao, after breaking through to the fifth-rank Immortal Venerable, the power of the soul also naturally broke through to the intermediate level of the immortal rank, and the use of the soul ancestral veins also increased to a higher level.
Therefore, at this moment, Yunxiao instantly urged the power of the ancestral veins, and the scene of using the dragon sword to pierce the spirit to influence the step up was similar to the same thing. It was the same as it ruined the opponent's dodge opportunity.
Ding Xiran himself is not a pulse refiner, and his soul power is not even as high as step up, so when Yun Xiao's eyes became pitch black like ink, his mind suddenly became chaotic.
The fate of this star-catching genius was not much different from the previous Xuanyun Chamber of Commerce vice president stepping up. At least the result was the same, but the death method was slightly different.
When Ding Xiran's mind became chaotic, Yun Xiao's movements didn't stop in the slightest.
It was seen that he sent it forward slightly, and then the hilt of the black sword, like a tofu, pierced the heart of the genius of the star picking building.
"what!"
It wasn't until this time that Ding Xiran's mind finally regained clarity, but when he saw the black sword stuck in his chest, he couldn't help letting out a terrifying cry.
In this call, the most contained meaning is not pain, but a touch of extreme panic and despair.
Because Ding Xiran felt that his heart was smashed by the sword hilt in an instant.
Regardless of whether Ding Xiran was a genius from the Star Picking Tower or not, after his heart was broken, even if a high-level god-ranked pulse refiner arrived, he would never be able to bring him back to life.
At the moment before dying, Ding Xiran's short life flashed in his mind, and the scene of countless times stepping on the enemy under his feet finally fixed on the rough-clothed youth in front of him.
It can be said that Ding Xiran's life is not a busy life.
Since he became famous, he has never failed in hundreds of battles, even if he faced Zhang Mingze of the Moon God Palace, it was just a tie.
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