Ding Hao said nothing and held his backhand in the void. The rusty sword was already in his hand.
Most of his abilities are on the sword. With a sword in his hand, he suddenly becomes powerful. The sword light suddenly blooms in the void, ice crystals splash, and among the sound of dragon roars, a lifelike and delicate sword appears. The phantom of the Dragon King's claws appeared, and a trace of the real dragon's breath filled the void.
As soon as Ding Hao took action, he was the best at the 'Dragon King Li Shui Sword', which shows that he also attaches great importance to the opponent in front of him.
The man in the bronze ghost mask pushed out twenty-one palms in one breath, and the flames of the twenty-one palm prints continuously hit the Dragon King's phantom ice crystal claws. Amidst a series of terrifying bursts of power, he finally withstood this terrifying The sword shadow dragon king's claw.
The scorching flames and bone-chilling ice kept clashing.
On one side, sparks danced wildly, on the other side, ice crystals splashed, forming a rare meteorological spectacle. Halfway through the rise, the white mist was frozen into ice slag. The ice slag had not yet fallen to the ground, but it was frozen again. It melted again and turned into a burning mist.
Tornadoes caused by the alternation of hot and cold appeared around the two of them and dispersed in all directions.
Everyone at the door of the inn was stunned by the fierce battle in front of them.
Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao looked at the two flashing figures nervously. They were afraid that something might happen to Ding Hao, so they grasped the hilt of the sword with their palms. If Ding Hao failed, the two of them would join forces to attack.
Among the crowd, Lu Pengfei, who had never appeared before, also appeared, watching the battle nervously.
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The long sword in Ding Hao's hand flashed and cut through the long sleeve of the bronze ghost-faced man.
A touch of silver frost immediately spread up his long sleeve, instantly covering his entire right arm.
The bronze ghost-faced man snorted coldly and retreated. He touched his right arm with his left palm. The flames removed the power of frost attached to it. He grabbed his hands in the void and a pair of strange-shaped scimitars appeared in front of him. In his hand, red flames spread along his palm, covering the entire blade in the blink of an eye.
He finally used weapons.
It is a pair of very rare full moon scimitars.
The next moment, the two figures collided together again.
Ding ding ding ding ding! ! ! !
The sound of the sudden collision of weapons was like pear blossoms blooming in the silent ghosts during a rainstorm, which was extremely harsh.
The figures flickering, the swords and swords flashing, it's like a dream, illusory and real, and it's impossible to tell the difference.
At the end, there was only the light of the sword, silver ice crystals and red mysterious fire splashed, and white mist steamed, forming a pillar of air rising into the sky, wrapping the two figures in it. The people watching nearby could no longer see it with the naked eye. Now we know the details of the battle.
The casual cultivators who had almost had a conflict with Ding Hao before all looked at each other in shock.
This was the first time they saw Ding Hao attack with all his strength, and it was also the first time they knew that this young man who looked elegant was actually so powerful. They couldn't help but feel scared. If they had really angered Ding Hao before, regardless of life and death. , I am afraid that without the help of other disciples of Wenjian Sect, Ding Hao alone can kill them all.
Then think of Lu Kuang who killed more than a dozen casual cultivators by himself. The casual cultivators who were originally dissatisfied with the sect finally understood how terrifying the sect was.
Suddenly, a muffled groan came from the battle circle.
A bloody light burst out.
The figure was separated at the touch, and the bronze ghost-faced man was seen stumbling. A trace of blood spilled from his shoulder, but it was struck by Ding Hao's rusty sword.
He broke through the defense of his Full Moon Flame Sword and stabbed his shoulder.
The bronze ghost-faced man jumped up, flashed on the roof beside the street, and flew away into the distance.
Ding Hao's body swayed and turned into a wisp of smoke. It was almost at its peak, like an arrow leaving the string, and he flew down and followed closely.
"Senior Brother Ding, don't chase after the poor!" Murong Yanzhi said to stop him. He and Yu Jueyao wanted to follow down to help, but Ding Hao and the bronze ghost-faced man were too fast. By the time the two girls had just jumped onto the roof, When I looked up, I saw that the two people were gone.
"Two junior sisters, please come back first and don't get separated. Senior Brother Ding's strength is unfathomable and there won't be any danger." Lin Xin from the Yellow Shirt North Campus said loudly.
Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao had no choice but to come back.
"I hope there won't be any accidents with Senior Brother Ding."
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Ding Hao took the 'Yan Zi Jue' to its extreme, chasing after him like an elusive wisp of green smoke.
He sensed an extremely strange aura in this bronze ghost-faced man, which seemed to be somewhat familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar. Moreover, although the sword skills of this bronze ghost-faced man were extremely wonderful, there was a sense of sluggishness between the moves. Ding Hao instinctively felt that if he used a long sword to perform it, it would be more powerful.
Moreover, although the voice of the bronze ghost-faced man was erratic, it gave Ding Hao the illusion of being deliberately concealed.
The bronze ghost-faced man is definitely hiding something.
These discoveries made Ding Hao chase down alone regardless of the danger.
Ding Hao is confident in his own strength.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were chasing each other, running away for at least four to five kilometers, jumping between streets, rooftops and shops like bullets, their movement speed reaching the extreme.
Ding Hao's 'Smoke and Waves Confusion Technique' is an extremely profound mental technique. It has been activated to the extreme, almost to the point where it is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.
However, the bronze ghost-faced man's Qinggong is also very impressive. He is like a ghost, appearing and disappearing at times, and is no less powerful than the 'Smoke Wave Confusion Technique'.
"Stay here!"
Ding Hao, who was running, felt something in his heart, flicked his wrist, and a few rays of silver light flew out, and the three flying knives showed a Z-shaped shape and headed towards the back of the bronze ghost-faced man.
As expected, the bronze ghost-faced man turned around, the scimitar in his hand dancing rapidly.
Ding ding ding!
Sparks flew, metal clanged, and all the flying knives were knocked away.
Taking advantage of this pause, Ding Hao suddenly exerted force, immediately closing the distance between them by several hundred meters.
opposite.
The bronze ghost-faced man no longer ran away, but stood quietly on the spot.
A strange aura that had never appeared before swirled around his devil-like figure. He let go of his palms, and the two scimitars fell to the ground. He threw them away, and then the palms of his palms flashed with cold light, and he replaced them with two scimitars. A long sword with a sharp handle.
An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly emerged, making Ding Hao's eyelids twitch wildly.
Sure enough, it was replaced by a long sword.
What he performed before was indeed a sword technique... The reason why he used a scimitar to perform it was probably to avoid being discovered by others, right? Could it be that someone among the crowd actually knew the Bronze Ghost-Faced Man before
"Jie Jie Jie Jie! There is a way to heaven but you don't go there. There is no door to hell but you break in. Ding Hao, your life ends here!"
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