We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 263 Sister, I'll kill this heartless man right now! (4000 words)
The words "Try it" from Xiao Mo's mouth were still echoing in the air when he disappeared.

The next instant, a line of blood seemed to appear out of thin air, piercing straight into Ding Jingyi's brow.

Ding Jingyi's pupils contracted slightly, and the thousands of sword fragments surrounding him instantly gathered together, layer upon layer in front of him, transforming into an impenetrable sword shield.

"Ding!!"

A sharp, piercing collision rang out, echoing throughout the entire Wandao Sect.

Those cultivators of lower cultivation levels felt a tightness in their chest and coughed up blood.

The bloodline struck the sword and shield, scattering countless tiny fragments of blood-red blade energy and silver-white sword shards.

The sword energy and saber energy intertwined, cutting the already ravaged ground below into countless holes.

“Not bad, I’m starting to admire you more and more, but if that’s all, you’re not enough to kill me.” Ding Jingyi snorted coldly and pushed his sword and shield forward sharply.

"boom!"

Xiao Mo's sword energy was forcibly dispersed, but Xiao Mo's figure had already appeared to Ding Jingyi's left, his long sword sweeping horizontally, aiming at his waist and abdomen.

"Blood Clouds!"

Although this strike is only the first move of the Blood Demon Blade Technique, each of the nine moves of the Blood Demon Blade Technique has its own characteristics. In close combat, Blood Cloud is absolutely domineering.

Xiao Mo's sword strike was as heavy as a mountain.

Ding Jingyi neither dodged nor evaded; he merely made a grasping motion with his right hand, and the fragments of the sword blade reformed into a longsword, which he precisely used to parry downwards.

"clang!"

The clash of swords was like two mountains colliding.

A violent shockwave erupted from the two of them. The mountain beneath them could no longer withstand the force, and with a loud crash, nearly a third of the mountaintop collapsed, boulders tumbled down, and dust billowed into the sky.

Xiao Mo was pushed backward dozens of feet by the recoil, his feet leaving two white trails in the air. His hand holding the knife went slightly numb, but his eyes became even more sharp.

Ding Jingyi also took a half step back, and a tiny notch appeared on the longsword he had conjured in his hand, but it was instantly filled by a new blade fragment.

Ding Jingyi frowned.

He had just said that Xiao Mo was "not enough," but now Ding Jingyi felt he had to take back that statement.

At this moment, Ding Jingyi had a completely new understanding of Xiao Mo's strength.

He was only at the Immortal Realm, but his strength far surpassed that of ordinary Ascension Realm cultivators.

Even though he absorbed the sect's fortune and was blessed by the Myriad Paths Sect's formation, he still couldn't gain much advantage.

"It's a pity that such a genius, who is rare even once in countless millennia, is going to perish here today."

Just as Ding Jingyi was feeling sentimental.

Xue Kui got up and charged at Ding Jingyi with his long sword in hand.

As Xue Kui unleashed his "Void-Breaking" strike, Xiao Mo charged forward and also unleashed his own "Void-Breaking" move.

With Xue Kui and Xiao Mo working together, Ding Jingyi was forced to retreat continuously. He could only parry and could not retaliate, and had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.

"Maybe we really can win!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Qingyuan saw a glimmer of hope for victory.

But seeing the blood at the corner of Xue Kui's mouth, Qing Yuan couldn't help but clench her small hands.

Xue Kui's health was already poor, with lingering internal injuries. He had forcibly used the "Opening Heaven" technique earlier, not to mention the additional injuries he sustained while fighting Ding Jingyi.

Now, he's even burning his life essence to wield the sword.

Regardless of the outcome of this great battle, Blood Demon is likely to meet a grim fate.

"boom!"

Ding Jingyi held the sword dragon horizontally in front of the two of them, and it exploded instantly, with countless sword blades pouring down on them like a torrential downpour.

Xue Kui immediately grabbed Xiao Mo's wrist and shielded him behind his back, while simultaneously summoning a red jade brick.

The red jade brick expanded rapidly, blocking all the sword blades.

The moment the ruby ​​shattered, the rain of broken swords also stopped.

Xue Kui and Xiao Mo charged forward again, tearing open one gash after another on Ding Jingyi's body.

"Fine, fine. Since that's the case, let me show you His power."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his long sword, and the eyes of the huge divine statue behind him seemed to light up. An invisible pressure suddenly descended, like shackles binding Xiao Mo and Xue Kui.

Xiao Mo suddenly felt the air around him become incredibly heavy, as if he were swimming in heavy water, and even felt a sense of suffocation.

However, the next moment, Xiao Mo unleashed the bloodthirsty energy within his body, like a boiling sea of ​​blood, forcefully pushing open an area of ​​the invisible pressure.

"Ahhhh!!!"

On the other side, Zhou Rushi and her ten cultivators let out screams.

Their eyes gradually dimmed.

"Master."

Blood Demon charged forward, wielding his sword.

"Blood Lord! Don't worry about me! You go!" Zhou Rushi shouted to Blood Lord.

"I already said, it's too late." Ding Jingyi shook his head. "No one will be able to escape from this place today!"

"sulfuric acid!"

The chain broke.

Zhou Rushi and the other ten former peak masters and elders were completely controlled by Ding Jingyi, and they attacked Xiao Mo and the others.

After these ten veteran Immortal Realm cultivators entered the arena, Xiao Mo's situation became increasingly difficult.

Xue Kui had fought thirty rounds with her master. She didn't want to hurt her master, but she was now in a precarious situation herself.

Zhou Rushi's long sword slashed a deep, bone-revealing gash into Xue Kui's shoulder.

Xiao Mo thought to himself that this was troublesome. After killing one of the Immortal Realm cultivators, he rushed straight at Ding Jingyi, intending to capture the leader first.

Xiao Mo slashed his longsword upwards, the crimson sword energy no longer a condensed line, but transformed into a huge crescent-shaped arc of light, heading straight for Ding Jingyi.

Ding Jingyi flicked his wrist, and the longsword instantly shattered, turning back into thousands of fragments. These fragments no longer tried to meet Xiao Mo's longsword head-on, but instead, as if they had a life of their own, they skillfully bypassed the crescent-shaped arc of light and shot towards Xiao Mo from all directions like a swarm of bees.

Each fragment contains a sharp sword intent and a trace of spiritual power blessed by a divine statue.

Xiao Mo's pupils contracted, and he brandished his longsword, creating an impenetrable curtain of blood-red blades in front of him.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

The sounds of raindrops pounding on banana leaves filled the air.

Sparks flew as the blade energy and sword intent clashed fiercely.

Xiao Mo's barrage of blades blocked all the sword fragments, but his figure was also pushed back by the continuous attacks, and his blood and qi surged within his body.

Finding an opportunity, Xiao Mo's eyes sharpened, ignoring the few fragments of the sword blade.

Xiao Mo pierced through the sword curtain.

The shards of the longsword cut deep, bone-revealing wounds into his body.

However, Xiao Mo didn't care.

He forcefully steadied himself, gripped the knife with both hands, and thrust it fiercely into the void ahead!
Blood Demon Blade Technique, Sixth Form – Blood Prison!
Centered on the void where his long sword was inserted, endless crimson spread out.

In an instant, it enveloped him and Ding Jingyi, along with the thousands of sword fragments, like a blood-red prison.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and a frenzied killing intent.

With the blessing of the crimson heaven and earth, Xiao Mo's sword intent had reached its peak.

"I have some understanding of the Blood Demon Blade Technique of your Blood Peak lineage. How long can you sustain using Blood Prison and Heaven and Earth Crimson at the same time?" "It should be enough to kill you." Xiao Mo's voice echoed in Blood Prison.

His figure blurred, as if merging into the crimson landscape.

The next moment, dozens or even hundreds of Xiao Mo's afterimages appeared simultaneously from all angles of the Blood Prison.

Each of the Xiao Mo wielded a long sword, launching a massive attack on Ding Jingyi.

Ding Jingyi was in the middle of it, his hands forming a mudra.

The thousands of sword fragments no longer attacked indiscriminately, but instead flew back rapidly, spinning at high speed around his body to form a huge, impenetrable sphere of sword storm.

"All swords return to the flow, guard!"

With a low shout from Ding Jingyi, countless blade energies slashed at the sword storm, unleashing a continuous roar.

Suddenly, all of Xiao Mo's afterimages merged into one, and his true form appeared directly above the storm of sword blades.

The longsword in his hand was no longer blood red, but had turned dark red, like congealed blood, and tiny black lightning bolts even danced on the blade.

At the same time, pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the sky above the Myriad Paths Sect.

In all these eyes, there are flowing lines of Dao.

Any cultivator who sees these eyes will be controlled by Xiao Mo, and the duration of control depends on the cultivator's cultivation level and will.

Over the years, Xiao Mo has not only cultivated the Blood Demon Blade Technique, but has also cultivated Yu Yunwei's Illusionary Heaven Technique to its extreme.

But Xiao Mo didn't want to control them; instead, he tried to counteract Ding Jingyi's magic against them.

As expected, Zhou Rushi and the others regained their clarity for a moment.

"Master?" Xue Kui gripped his long sword, looking at the pale-faced woman before him.

"Blood Lord, this grand-disciple you've taken in is truly remarkable," Zhou Rushi smiled slightly. "It's just a pity that Master can no longer accompany you. Remember! Do not let His seal be broken!"

Seizing this brief moment of clarity, Zhou Rushi and the others burned their last reserves and rushed into Xiao Mo's Blood Prison, determined to lend him a hand.

"cut!"

Within the Blood Prison, Xiao Mo's dark red blade descended, lacking the earth-shattering momentum of before, instead carrying an extreme restraint and destructive force.

Wherever the blade flashed, the Blood Prison space became unstable, and cracks appeared.

Ding Jingyi sensed a deadly threat. He focused his mind and unleashed a storm of sword blades in reverse, like a blooming lotus flower.

Countless sword blades rose upwards to meet the attack.

At the same time, the divine statue behind him shone brightly, and a solid golden beam of light poured into the sword lotus.

The dark red blade light collided violently with the dazzling sword lotus.

No sound.

First came an extreme silence, as if time and space had frozen.

But at that moment, Zhou Rushi and the others gave it their all, unleashing their final attack as they charged toward Ding Jingyi.

"boom!"

Xiao Mo's Blood Prison shattered inch by inch, like glass.

In this silent impact, several surrounding mountain peaks were also affected, with landslides and rivers drying up.

Qingyuan and the other Immortal Realm cultivators who were fighting were all forced to stop their attacks by this terrifying impact and retreat, using protective spells to stabilize themselves.

The bloodstains have faded.

Xiao Mo knelt on one knee in the air, using his knife as a support, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.

His body was covered with wounds torn open by the sword energy and the backlash.

Zhou Rushi and the others glanced at Xiao Mo and the others one last time, their hearts filled with worry. But their lives were over, and they all turned into specks of spiritual energy and returned to the Great Dao.

Ding Jingyi stood at the very front, a large hole torn in his chest, his life flame flickering like a dying candle, and the sword fragments around him were dim and scattered.

"No, I didn't lose, I won't lose! I can't possibly lose!"

Ding Jingyi walked step by step toward the stone statue, almost pleading, "Help me! Let me live, I don't want to die. I'll do anything you want, I..."

Before Ding Jingyi could finish his last sentence, the stone statue suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

Beams of light converged from Ding Jingyi's five orifices.

"Ahhh!"

Ding Jingyi screamed loudly, his body convulsing uncontrollably. His eyes gradually turned dark, then filled with golden light again.

Golden ripples of spiritual energy spread throughout the Myriad Paths Sect.

Xiao Mo and the others had never experienced such pure spiritual energy before, without the slightest impurity.

When Ding Jingyi's screams stopped, he suddenly lowered his head.

Everyone held their breath, watching Ding Jingyi with bated breath.

"Amazing...really amazing."

Ding Jingyi suddenly raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Xiao Mo, and his eyes revealed admiration.

"To be able to injure an Ascension Realm cultivator who has received some of my power to this extent, I can only say that you are as despicable as ever."

As he finished speaking, Ding Jingyi slowly raised his hand, and the scattered sword fragments were summoned again, trembling as they flew back. Although there were far fewer of them, they still condensed into a long sword in his hand.

Ding Jingyi walked towards Xiao Mo step by step, his eyes full of mockery.

Xiao Mo tried to stand up, but he staggered and almost fell down again.

He looked at Ding Jingyi approaching, his eyes showing no fear, only confusion: "You are not Ding Jingyi."

"I am definitely not him."

Ding Jingyi smiled slightly; though he was a man, his every move carried a woman's demeanor.

"I'm really not used to using a man's body, especially a human one. Even when I possessed him, he felt it was dirty. But oh well, I'll just make do with it for now."

Ding Jingyi looked at the stone statue: "After I kill you and use you as sacrifices, it should be enough to break the seal on my body."

Ding Jingyi squatted down and looked at Xiao Mo with a smile: "Speaking of which, you really are annoying. No matter when, you are always so irritating."

"You know me?" Xiao Mo's eyes narrowed.

"Hehehehe." The woman, in Ding Jingyi's body, laughed, giving off a somewhat androgynous feel. "I know her, I know her all too well."

Ding Jingyi stood up, raising his longsword high, his eyes fixed on Xiao Mo as if he were looking at a cockroach: "It's all because of you! Die! You bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Jingyi thrust his sword down at Xiao Mo!
"boom!"

Just then, a blood-red blade of energy slashed towards "Ding Jingyi".

A red shadow flashed by, and Xue Kui pulled Xiao Mo onto the back of the Vermilion Bird. Qing Yuan controlled the Vermilion Bird to fly towards the outside of the Myriad Paths Sect.

"Want to run? It's not that easy."

Ding Jingyi's lips curled up.

Although He has just awakened, His strength is far from what it was during His prime, and He has no way to regain control of His own authority.

But stopping them would be a piece of cake.

"Sister, don't worry."

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"Sister, I'll kill this heartless man right now!"

(End of this chapter)