Danger!
An unprecedented sense of danger instantly enveloped every nerve in Ding Hao's body.
Explodes instantly.
Ding Hao's figure swayed slightly, and in the next moment, more than a dozen lifelike afterimages separated from Ding Hao's body, shooting in all directions like swans.
This force was simply beyond what Ding Hao could resist.
So he could only avoid it.
Even so, Ding Hao felt as if he was hit by a huge hammer hitting his body when he was swept up by the air flow stirred up by the sword energy. His throat felt sweet, and he opened his mouth with a loud sound and spurted out a stream of blood. arrow!
"I have been cultivating a sword for more than ten years. When I take it out of its sheath, it shakes the world. I don't care about right and wrong or grudges. I only ask about the money to bury the bones and moisten the sword!"
A clear song came from afar.
Ding Hao looked up and saw a slender figure in the wind and snow in the distance, one meter above the ground, stepping on the void, rushing toward the edge of the ice cliff.
This person was wearing a light green gown with fluttering sleeves. Clusters of snowflakes bloomed under his feet, like lotus flowers. He took one lotus step at a time. It seemed that he was moving slowly, but in fact, he was hundreds of meters away in a flash. In the blink of an eye, he came to the second place. A hundred meters away.
The terrifying sword energy just now was obviously issued by this person at will.
"Ding Hao?" The man came closer, his eyes fell on Ding Hao, and he looked at him carefully. His eyes were as sharp as those of a hunter who has finally found his prey.
"Who are you?" Ding Hao did not dare to be careless in the slightest and was secretly on guard.
"Ask the Sword Sect, the sword is not flat." The man in green shirt smiled slightly.
He looked to be about twenty-four or five years old, with a fair complexion and sharp edges. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, exuding a sense of pride mixed with a bit of helplessness. The corners of his eyes were long and slanted, containing an air of hostility.
"Asking the Sword Sect?" Ding Hao was shocked and frowned: "Are you a disciple of the Sword Asking Sect? Are you here to kill me?"
Jian Buping nodded matter-of-factly: "Not bad."
"Don't ask about right and wrong or grudges, only ask about the money to bury the bones and moisten the sword..." Ding Hao somewhat understood the identity of this person, "Are you a killer who works hard at the cash register?"
"Not bad." Jian Buping smiled patiently.
"A disciple of the Sword Sect would actually become a killer for gold and silver?" Ding Hao's tone contained undisguised suspicion and ridicule.
"That's right." Jian Buping's answer was always clear and clear.
He flicked the snowflakes falling on his shoulders with his fingers, his posture was extremely chic, his smile remained unchanged, and he said: "For the sake of you being a disciple of Wenjian Sect, I will give you ten breaths of preparation time."
"You know that I am a disciple of Wenjian Sect, and you still come to kill me?" Ding Hao slowly calmed down.
"The killer only asks about the price, not about right and wrong." Jian Buping's smile remained unchanged: "You still have eight breaths left."
Ding Hao sneered and said, "Who asked you to kill me?"
"Think about your enemy." Jian Buping had that unchanging smile on his face. He was clearly here to kill people, but he still said patiently like an old friend: "Before you die, you can think about you." Maybe you can guess what kind of enemies you have made that will never end... I have been looking for you in Xuelong Mountain for a whole month, and finally found you... By the way, you still have five breaths of preparation time left."
"Oh, are you my enemy?" Ding Hao actually lowered his head and thought seriously.
…
Jian Buping's face finally showed a look of surprise.
Jian Buping didn't expect that in such a dangerous environment, Ding Hao really didn't worry about his life or death at all, but instead thought about this problem. Did he think he couldn't kill him
Or... is Ding Hao sure of his escape
After practicing in the Wenjian Sect for more than ten years, Jian Buping once shined brightly. He was once the number one in the competition of the five academies at the same time. His swordsmanship talent was also extremely amazing. He was favored by the master and envied by his brothers.
It's a pity that because I was young and ignorant, I was eager for success. At the beginning of my journey to martial arts, I relied on the defective seeds to stimulate mystical energy. Therefore, after I reached the great perfection of the martial arts realm, I was still unable to break through the bottleneck and achieve the great martial arts realm. .
From glory to abjection, not everyone can accept this transition.
Under Jian Buping's silent smiling face, there is a violent heart hidden, so that in recent years, this former genius has gradually entered the killing path, practicing swordsmanship with killing, and actually became a A murderous maniac!
Only the kind of random killing, the panic and pleading of the deceased before death, the splash of warm blood and the broken bones can give Jian Buping's heart, which is close to perversion due to frustration, a perverted sense of accomplishment and Satisfaction.
He killed many people.
Sometimes he kills purely for the sake of killing, and sometimes he draws his sword because of the reward.
After all, he was in a difficult situation in his cultivation and needed a lot of resources, elixirs and spiritual herbs to support him. His efforts were even greater than those of ordinary people.
If he kills Ding Hao, he can get a large reward.
More importantly, Ding Hao, like him, was once the number one in the competition among the five colleges. Killing such a young disciple with a similar experience to his own might give his perverted and crazy heart some other comfort.
Before taking over this business, he carefully studied Ding Hao's information.
It also took a long time to determine Ding Hao's whereabouts.
For Jian Buping, this was not a simple killing.
It was a huge treat.
…
Ten breaths of time passed quickly.
The demon cat Xie Yue had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead as early as the first time Jian Buping appeared. It is an expert in this aspect. Even a strong man at the level of the Great Innate Martial Sect would not have noticed the evil cat lying on the ground. The white cat lying dead is actually still alive.
Jian Buping didn't even pay attention to a cat.
At the last moment of his ten breaths, Ding Hao raised his head, drew his sword, and drew out his sword... A series of movements were completed in one go, and a ray of sword light, as bright as the dawn stars, unfolded from his hand, seemingly slowly but actually urgently.
As soon as he took action, Ding Hao used his sword intent.
Facing such an opponent who has countless realms beyond his own, any clumsy move is tantamount to self-destruction.
Jian Buping's pupils shrank, and a trace of shock appeared uncontrollably on his face.
As an outstanding swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship in the Wenjian Sect for more than ten years, he felt at the first moment that Ding Hao's sword was unusual. The misty but bright sword light was like a star. , but it contained a danger that made him feel palpitating.
But as a swordsman who thought he was already famous, his instinctive pride made him unable to accept that he actually made evasive moves when facing a junior whose strength was far inferior to his own.
So, he drew his sword and took it hard.
Ding!
At first it was just a slight sound of metal hitting metal.
Not even the slightest bit of energy was produced by the collision.
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