Ding Hao still stayed in the room and began to practice swordsmanship and knife skills. Of course, the most important thing was swordsmanship.
Because Ding Hao has the most training methods in swordsmanship, he has completely understood the nine moves and twenty-seven moves of the 'Dragon King's Lishui Sword', and has also fully understood the four-character formula of 'Yantao Confusion Art'. In the last arsenal Among the secrets to choose from, only the 'Nine-turn Golden Body Art of Ice and Fire' still remains at the realm of the seventh-turn 'Golden Body of Blood Marrow'.
The Golden Body Technique is inherently difficult to practice, and it does not rely solely on enlightenment. Therefore, it is reasonable that it has not reached the peak of Dzogchen.
Time passes slowly.
Soon there were footsteps and voices outside again.
After Ding Hao finished practicing, he changed into a clean green shirt, pushed the door open and walked out, only to see that in the hall downstairs, the scattered warriors who did not want to wait and chose to leave together had returned, but the number had changed from a dozen to Four people were killed, and their bodies were stained with blood. It was obvious that they had gone through a struggle.
"What's going on? Is there any undiscovered danger here?" Ding Hao slowly walked down the stairs.
The conversations among the people in the hall drifted into Ding Hao's ears.
"We were attacked... by a group of humanoid creatures whose faces were unclear. They were simply ghosts from hell. It was too fast... all my companions died, and I was the only one who escaped!"
"It was so scary, I couldn't even see what it was."
"Zhang Laosan has a lot of martial arts skills and is invulnerable to invulnerability, but he was torn in half by that monster!"
The few returning cultivators looked shocked and recounted their experiences.
Ding Hao's eyes swept over these people, carefully observing their expressions and injuries, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He discovered some very interesting things. These people kept saying that they had encountered clawed monster ghosts, but their expressions were not really frightened. The occasional injuries on their bodies were all caused by swords, guns and weapons.
They are lying.
At this moment, there was a bang, and the front door of the inn was kicked open, and Lu Kuang, the madman from the purple-shirted south courtyard of Wenjian Sect, stumbled in, covered in blood and holding a long knife in his hand.
boom!
Lu Kuang placed a bloody package on a square table, sat down with a long knife, and gasped for air, completely ignoring the eyes of others. When his breathing became a little smoother, he suddenly raised his head and laughed as if no one was watching. :'happy! It’s such a pleasure to kill! '
With this smile, the muscles affected the wounds on his body, and blood burst and splashed out from the cracks, making him feel as if he was crawling out of a pool of blood.
I don't know why, but seeing Lu Kuang's evil scene, Fei suddenly felt that this 'madman' from the purple-shirted south courtyard really lived up to the word 'mad'. Although he had never dealt with this person, he still couldn't deal with him. It's always been done openly, and he will never plot anything from behind. Compared to that villain Lu Pengfei, he is many times stronger.
"Eh? Isn't that the silver glove of Wang Zhijiang, the guardian warrior of Taiping City? How could it be in the hands of this purple-clothed boy covered in blood?"
A casual cultivator suddenly let out an exclamation.
Everyone followed his gaze.
However, he saw that the packages that Lu Kuang casually threw on the table were scattered, and the contents inside were scattered. They were all high-quality weapons with blood, including one or two low-level mysterious weapons, and some well-bound secret books. Things like the booklet and the shining black crystal stone are all valuable treasures.
"That's... the damaged mysterious weapon Recurve Bow that He Jun of Qingjiang City obtained not long ago!"
"The giant sword of Wang Rong, one of the guardian warriors of Tumen City!"
"And the three middle-grade black crystal stones from Sun Fei in Sifang City..."
Everyone looked at the pile of bloody treasures scattered on the square table, with greed in their eyes. Everyone worked hard to come to this weird ancient ruins, wasn't it just to make a fortune and find treasures? If the things on the square table in front of you belong to you, then this trip will be considered prosperous.
Unknowingly, some people, especially the casual cultivators who were talking loudly in the hall, became quiet, looking directly at the pile of treasures, and even their breathing became rapid.
Suddenly, someone's eyes rolled, he thought of something, and he stood up and said with a look of indignation: "You killed Sun Fei, He Jun and the others? It's so despicable. We are both human warriors, and you actually covet other people's wealth. Kill people and seize treasures?”
"Yeah, it's so shameless! You deserve to die for killing your own people!"
"Hmph, you have killed so many of your own kind and still dare to come back. You are really arrogant!"
"Let's all come together and kill this despicable and shameless murderer!"
"That's right, there is no need to talk about morality when dealing with such a shameless villain. Let's all fight together!"
More and more casual cultivators stood up indignantly, filled with murderous intent, and surrounded the 'madman' Lu Kuang with sneers. They all looked upright and upright on the surface, wanting to uphold justice for the dead human race casual cultivators.
"Ha, hahahahaha..." 'Madman''s expression remained unchanged. He was clearly seriously injured, his lips were black, and his face was as thin as gold due to excessive blood loss. However, he was not afraid. Instead, he looked up to the sky and laughed. Get up: "A bunch of chickens and dogs, sanctimonious people, they talk nice, bah bah bah! Isn't it for these treasures in front of me?"
The tone was full of disdain, and the mystery was revealed in just one sentence.
The faces of the casual cultivators suddenly changed drastically, and they became angry from shame. Anger arose from their hearts, and evil grew in their guts!
"kill him!"
Amidst angry roars, the casual cultivators drew their weapons and surrounded Lu Kuang.
Next to them, Lin Xin, Murong Yanzhi, Yu Jueyao and other disciples of the Wenjian Sect had all appeared at this time to watch the changes in the situation.
To be honest, as disciples of Wenjian Sect, they were all psychologically biased toward Lu Kuang. However, if Lu Kuang really killed his fellow human beings to get the pile of bloody treasures in front of him, then what he had done was wrong, and everyone It was not easy to help him either, so they were all waiting for Lu Kuang to speak up and defend himself.
But Lu Kuang just glanced at his companions from the Wenjian Sect with cold eyes, refusing to defend themselves or ask for help.
His back was as straight as a long sword, and he sat on the bench with a sneer. The blood flowed down his arm on the long knife, and along the groove of the long knife, it flowed drop by drop to the ground, forming a pattern on the bluestone ground. An expanding puddle of blood.
"Kill him!" A casual cultivator slashed down with a long knife.
Lu Kuang wanted to block it with a horizontal sword, but because the injury was too serious, he raised his arm halfway, and the blood burst. He groaned and could no longer lift it. Lu Kuang's eyes were round and he glared at the casual cultivator, as if he wanted to see it with his own eyes. When he slashed his neck with a long knife...
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