On the other hand, Di Jian's side is indeed more frightening as he gets bigger. The only advantage he has is the Blood-Forged Crazy Sword, which is almost impossible to pull out and can only be exhausted.

To deal with Di Qinglin's punch.

Cold sweat ran down Di Jian's forehead and down his back. The clothes on his body were already almost soaked, and they stuck to his body and were wet.

It was cold, and fear was sweeping through Di Jian's body like a savage beast. His liver and gallbladder were about to be broken.

"It's so terrible! It's so terrible!" Di Jian almost couldn't help but want to cry, so oppressed

The feeling of being out of breath is like facing a dozen cultivators of the fifth stage of the spiritual transformation realm at the same time, and the extremely sharp fists

Not only does it show no signs of weakening, but it is becoming more and more powerful.

Fear was making waves in Di Jian's mind, body and mind.

"Clang!"

Di Jian finally couldn't hold on any longer, his palms trembled, and the Forged Blood Crazy Sword fell directly to the ground.

"Ah?!" Di Jian screamed suddenly, his voice was sharp and harsh, and his only "sharp weapon" to save his life turned out to be

It was really embarrassing to drop it on the ground like this.

But if there is no Blood-Forged Crazy Sword, then I am afraid that it will not only be embarrassing, but also life will be at risk.

Di Jian crouched down, no longer caring about his appearance. He was like a frog, rushing toward the Blood-Forging Crazy Sword.

past.

Di Jian fought tooth and nail, and Di Qinglin's speed was even more ruthless. Di Jian's palm had just touched the hilt of the Blood-Forged Crazy Sword.

When he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and then Di Jian felt a huge pain in his wrist, and his palm could not hold the Blood-Forged Crazy Sword in his hand.

Hit.

"Ah?!!" Di Jian looked up and was immediately frightened out of his wits. He saw Di Qinglin standing like a god descending to earth.

In front of Di Jian, a foot firmly stepped on Di Jian's wrist to prevent Di Jian from grabbing the blood-casting mad sword again.

"Help! Help!" Di Jian's cry for help was like that of a woman, with tears streaming down her face and urine flowing from her urine.

"You are not worthy of being my opponent." Di Qinglin said coldly, and with a kick, Di Jian's originally burly body flew straight away.

It went out, hit the bluestone wall, and fell to the ground again, causing Di Jian to wail like a girl.

This scene was really shocking to the rest of the Di family. There was only one word left in the minds of these stunned people:

That is "escape"!!!

"Run away, run for your life! Even Di Jian was beaten like a dog, let's run away quickly!!" Almost everyone

Some people's eyes are full of fear and avoidance of Di Qinglin, and the contempt and contempt they once had have long since been wiped away.

After seeing this scene, Di Qinglin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "No matter what, strength comes first. As long as you have

If you have enough strength, any rules or regulations are nonsense!! I, Di Qinglin, must become stronger!! Ding Xiu, Xin Wanbing, you

Just wait, one day I, Di Qinglin, will definitely repay your "kindness" to me!"

"Xiao Jian, get up." The uncle of the Di family who had never spoken a word stood up and raised his empty hand, and Di Jian was

An invisible hand of true energy was held up. This is an ability that can only be possessed after cultivating to the seventh stage of soul transformation in the spiritual transformation realm.
Chapter completed!