The Divine Martial Stars

When I returned to Table Mountain, Li Mu felt that the atmosphere of the Xihai Sword School was different.

A nervous atmosphere before the war was pervasive.

The repair of the floating platform means that the ten battles between the Demon Mountain and the Nine Great Schools will begin.

The Xihai Jianpai is preparing for the battle.

And Li Mu, these chores, are more strictly guarded, not allowed to walk in the table peak, without the recruitment and orders of the Xihai Swords, they must stay in their respective rooms, almost equal to being controlled.

In the afternoon of the same day, there were some martial arts people and Xiao Zongmen who watched the excitement. They played the retreat and left in advance. The harshness of the Nine Schools made these people feel insulted, so they protested in this way.

"Small break, you also leave." Ding Yi quietly advised Li Mu.

Li Mu showed a eager look, saying: "Don't, Ding Big Brother, the big evil, after so long, I have to stage a big show. The climax is coming, I have such an opportunity. Be sure to read it."

Ding Yi bitterly said: "But it is very dangerous. Do you think those people really chose to leave because they were being harshed? No, these old rivers and lakes are like birds that can predict the warmth and warmth in advance. They felt dangerous, so they left early."

“Danger?” Li Mudao: “Is it afraid to be treated as cannon fodder?”

Ding Yigao looked at Li Mu and said: "You can think of this, very good, but there is a danger that may arise, not just this... forget it, not much, I have already contacted you. Leave the boat, just tonight, leave."

Li Mu shook his head and said: "I want to stay and see the fun."

He asked: "Why didn't you leave that big brother?"

"As a hero who is famous for his rivers and lakes, the excitement here is inseparable from me." Ding Yi habitually boasted a few words, then looked at Li Mu, and then stopped, and finally shook his head and left.

Li Mu looked at Ding Yi's back and felt warm in his heart.

This friend who meets in the restaurant, although he likes to brag, actually has no skill, but it is only the bottom character of the bitter star martial arts rivers and lakes, but there is a kind of enthusiasm, higher than these few high-handed so-called right-way nine factions, do not know Yiyi How many times?

Everyone who slaughters a dog is a scholar.

Before the sun set, it was a lot of people left.

Night falls.

Li Mu sat cross-legged in the stone room and practiced chaos.

Suddenly there were hidden footsteps and breathing sounds.

Li Mu is not moving, if not aware.

The door of the stone room was suddenly knocked open, and a figure, as lightning, immediately came to Li Mu, the knife flashed, and the knife was shot in the back of Li Mu.

Li Mu was a soft figure and fell down.

"Small break, small break?" This figure gently shakes Li Mu.

The moonlight outside came in and fell on his face, it was Ding Yi who went back.

Seeing that Li Mu did not respond, and completely fainted, Ding Yi was completely relieved, only to come up with a strong rope, and Li Mu was trapped in a firm, then resisted and walked out of the stone room.

Along the way, Ding Yi was very careful and seemed to be avoiding anything.

In the moonlight, he glared at Li Mu and went to a temporary port built on the west edge of Table Peak. A small flying boat with a cabin, there are already several people on the boat.

When I saw Ding Yi come over, one of them asked: "Do people bring it?"

"Well, bring it." Li Mo was thrown over, Ding Yi said: "You can go to Fengming City."

"Go." The man caught Li Mu, threw it on the deck, and then asked the assistant to spur the boat.

An arc cuts through the sea of ​​clouds, and the flying boat gallops away, rushing toward the periphery of Mount Lu.

Ding Yi looked at the disappearing flying boat and sighed and said: "I'm sorry, brother."

Then he jumped and flew directly under Table Peak.

At this moment, Ding Yi, the great master of the peak of the great master, showed the speed and body method that was completely inconsistent with his realm. It was like a lonely, a flash of thousands of meters, obviously a kind of flying dragonfly. Secret technique.

Others, like lightning, have already come to Table Peak after a sudden moment.

The Jianfeng of Lushan Mountain, which is inserted into the ground, looks like a jungle made up of tall trees. The bottom of Jianfeng is narrow and rugged, dark and damp. There are many places where there is no sunlight, covered with moss, saprolite, and only the head. See the first line of the day.

At night, the light is darker, and the fingers are not visible. It seems to be the same as the nine hell.

Ding Yi took the road to a small stone forest at the bottom of Table Peak.

This small stone forest seems to be naturally formed, and it seems to be formed after the trees are petrified. There is no disparity on the surface, but when Ding Yi walks in, he comes to the middle of a stone pile, sits cross-legged and plays. After several handprints, the space elements flow.

The entire stone forest suddenly disappeared.

Then the rumble rumbled and the rocks rolled down like rain.

In a quarter of an hour, the big table peak was pulled up more than 100 meters, and it stopped slowly.

Ding Yi was soaked in sweat.

A strange and powerful force flowed, and his whole person gave a red-black glow.

The power of the great holy class is lingering in Ding Yi’s body.

Obviously, this is his real strength.

For a long time, he slowly spit out a breath.

"At the end of the day, I must get a high score. I must get it as soon as possible. Otherwise, the time is a little too late. I can't fall behind." Ding Yi said to himself.

As he re-printed his handprints, the inscriptions were fired and injected into the surrounding stone pillars. The sound of the rock was sounding, the stone pillars returned to normal, and the entire stone forest slowly resurfaced.

Ding Yi got up and walked out of Shilin.

Looking up at the sky, the moonlight is thick.

To each other, the Xihai Jianpai on Zhuofeng is a panic.

He smiled and was about to leave, and suddenly his face changed.

When I suddenly turned back, behind me, in front of Xiao Shilin, I don’t know when, there was a figure, a red-red sword robe, in the darkness, it seemed to be a sudden burning flame, and there seemed to be a sword photoelectric wire in the eyes. Flowing, there is electricity and light to create illusion.

"[Xihai a sword] 覃如霜?"

Ding Yi changed his face.

This sudden appearance of the figure, it is the head of the Xihai Sword School among the three major swordsmen, like a frost, standing quietly in front of the stone forest, blocking the route of Ding Yi returning to Shilin.

"The little mouse that has been hiding for so many days is it you?"

Another voice came.

It is the main art of the Hanjiang City, as well as the Shaocheng master Qu Xuening and several other disciples of the Hanjiang City.

At the same time, the surrounding people are heavy and revealing.

They are the strongmen of the Xihai Jianpai and Hanjiang City, and they have been ambushing around.

Ding Yi’s face was gloomy.

He knew that he was discovered.

And it should have been discovered long ago.

The other party has already arranged the traps, such as the location of the frost, just blocked the line and then returned to the stone forest. It is obviously deliberate, and the people surrounded by it will obviously not give them the opportunity to escape.

Moreover, if you don't say anything else, you can rely on [the sword of the West Sea], such as the frost, and the two major crushers of the Hanshan City, which is the equivalent of a thousand troops.

“How did you find out?” Ding Yi looked at the two great players.

He has been very careful, and he is using the secret method. It is reasonable to say that it should not be noticed, and it is even less likely to be discovered.

"Oh, that day, you absorbed the speed of Qinglian Baoqi, much faster than other people, so I paid special attention to you, and I was discovered by you, and you have a plot in the dark." Xue Ning sneered and said: "There is a deep hidden, but unfortunately, I still can't escape my eyes."

Ding Yi sighed.

He knows that Qu Xuening is a mad dog-like character. Whoever stares at it will definitely tear it to the end, but he did not think that it was just because of the little things of the day. This mad dog is actually staring at the 'little person' himself... Mistakenly hit and broke his plan.

This is really a bad luck.

"Let's say, who are you?" [Xihai a sword] 覃如霜opens, the sound is like a sword, and there is a sense of sharpness that stimulates the bone marrow. Every word is like a sword light, standing in the heart of the people.

Ding Yi smiled and said: "I? Fengming City Ding Yi, haha, an ordinary small person in the rivers and lakes."

"Why is this happening, why do you still have to pretend?" Han Jiangcheng's young master Qu Xuening said: "Know the secret secret of Table Mountain, you can control the table peak, so that it constantly rises and rises, your origin, even if it is not Say, I have guessed seven or eight points."

“Oh?” Ding Yi sneered: “Talk about it.”

"Haha, the world thinks that among the seven branches of the demon religion, seven go to the third, only four veins remain, but in fact? Now that they are in Baidi City, there are already Longwangling, Scythe, and Super Tianting, Shuiyueliu, Xiantang and Lishan, the three veins in which the rumors were destroyed, appeared two, the magical embers are like a bonfire, so it is so easy to annihilate, now, the remaining is the most The mysterious rebellion has not yet appeared. You have tried your best to make a fuss on Table Peak. What else can you do besides the identity of the people?"

Qu Xuening smiled faintly, and there was a sarcasm in his eyes.

Ding Yi clap his hands and said: "Well, it’s right, right. I’m a fateful person. I’ve found it. I’m not lucky, but I want to leave me, I’m afraid you are I have to pay some price, don't forget, here is Mount Lushan, and under Table Peak. For hundreds of years, Table Peak has always been my rebellious mountain gate."

There is not much tension in his face.

The main art of the Hanjiang City, which has never spoken, slowly opened, saying: "Under the Table Peak? Oh, it is in the White Emperor City, how can it? Can you turn it over? Don't say that you are a younger boy, It was the year when the Lord of the Rebellion appeared here, and it was doomed to fall."

This is the domineering power of the supreme power.

Ding Yi’s body burned with a strong breath, like a deep black flame of the abyss, and it was like a ghost in the dark night, showing the unprecedented powerful power, saying: “Try it.”

He is not afraid.

At this time, Qu Xuening suddenly spoke again, slightly ridiculously: "Since I can find your sneaky, then you guess, your friend who has just been sent away, can really leave the Lushan?"

Ding Yi’s figure suddenly slammed.

"Do you send someone to catch a small break?" He realized that Li Mu, who was forcibly sent away by himself, might have encountered a crisis.