It is still the familiar bronze mask with a ghostly face, which seems to be crying but not crying, and seems to be smiling but not laughing. It contains an inexplicable and strange aura, and the mask worn by the mysterious man who appeared in the ancient sect ruins in the Xiyan Mountains. Exactly the same.
Moreover, the extremely familiar fluctuating aura of flame profound energy also showed that the red figure in front of him was the mysterious bronze ghost-faced masked man who was named to hunt down Ding Hao that day.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, yes, it's me again, I'm here again, so you must die today." The hoarse voice of a night owl seemed to float out from the cracks in the Jiuyou ground, containing undisguised emotions. Killing intent.
Ding Hao smiled slightly and said: "You are very unlucky, because I am not in a good mood now. There is a way to heaven but you will not go there, and there is no way to hell but you will come here. You escaped last time, so you should just shrink down and keep your own." Damn it, I didn’t expect you to show up in front of me even though you didn’t shed tears when you saw the Yellow River. It doesn’t matter, this time, you will never come back.”
The words have not yet finished.
Ding Hao suddenly disappeared on his back.
Ding!
A cluster of sparks exploded on the treetops dozens of meters away.
The man in the bronze ghost mask screamed in surprise and retreated.
Ding Hao had already appeared in front of him like a ghost, following him like a shadow, without any movement of drawing his sword. A hazy red sword light shrouded the man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face.
Ding ding ding ding ding!
In an instant, the sound of weapons clashing like a violent storm could be heard continuously.
Clusters of sparks suddenly exploded in the gloomy air, blooming into beautiful yet fleeting patterns, making the figures of the two people originally blurred due to high-speed movement even more mysterious.
A spark fell and ignited a withered yellow leaf.
Then gradually the whole tree burned, then the surrounding dead trees, and then the crazy fire swept through the large forest.
The two people who were fighting fiercely were like immortals, their figures appearing and disappearing in the blazing flames.
There is no nonsense, Ding Hao's sword moves are sharp and his killing moves are continuous.
This time, he was determined to reveal the true identity of the man in the bronze ghost mask. No one wanted to have a killer with terrifying strength staring at him secretly.
Since you are coming to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed.
The sword technique in his hand was like a violent storm. Now that Ding Hao's strength had increased dramatically, even such an ordinary sword technique became extremely terrifying when he performed it. Silver crosses continued to appear in the void.
The dense sword net made the man in the bronze ghost mask feel like a fish in the net, and the space for struggle and survival was getting smaller and smaller.
boom!
Flames exploded in the sky, and terrible energy burst out from the body of the bronze masked man. The red flames almost covered half of the sky. With the fire in the woods on the ground, he finally got a chance to breathe.
The man in the bronze ghost face mask retreated violently, and struggled to break free from Ding Hao's sword net in great embarrassment.
"You did not disappoint me, Jie Jie. You have indeed become stronger, but you are still going to die today..." The man in the bronze ghost mask pulled away and Jie Jie smiled slyly.
He is preparing a decisive move.
"Death to you, uncle!" Ding Hao snorted, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the bronze masked man again.
I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you.
The sword style changed and then changed again. Ding Hao thrust his sword out, and the rusty sword suddenly buzzed and trembled, with a vague meaning, the trajectory was unpredictable, dreamlike, and had an unreal feeling.
call out!
A bloody light rose into the sky.
"Ah..." The man in the bronze ghost mask screamed miserably.
He actually did not block the sword. The right arm holding the long sword was cut off at the wrist. The severed hand and the long sword fell. He staggered back, and the pupils under the mask bloomed with an incomprehensible expression. The light of confidence.
"This is... Sword Intent, you actually mastered Sword Intent?" Holding the broken wrist with one hand, he used the power of flame to seal the wound to prevent excessive blood loss. The man in the bronze ghost face mask trembled all over.
"That's a lot of nonsense." Ding Hao didn't give him any chance to breathe, and stabbed out with his sword again. The red rusty sword turned into a red sword light, which was unpredictable and still contained half a step of sword intent.
Today, Ding Hao made up his mind. Even if he could not capture this person alive, it would be okay to kill him. He would never be allowed to escape again.
The man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face smiled miserably. A flash of silver light flashed on him, and he avoided the sword in an instant. As if teleporting, he appeared more than fifty meters away in the next second.
Another escape method.
The last time he was in the underground ancient sect ruins, he relied on the mysterious silver light with instantaneous ability to escape the pursuit of Ding Hao, who was drawing swords.
Ding Hao could also clearly feel that the strength of the man in the bronze ghost mask had increased by countless times compared to the last time. This might be the reason why he dared to assassinate him again, but he did not expect that his strength would increase so fast. He surpassed him, so he was forced to use the mysterious silver light to escape again.
After calculating the distance between them, Ding Hao slowly approached.
"What a Ding Hao, I didn't expect you to actually master the sword intention. I made a miscalculation, but... Jie Jie, you have exposed your trump card, but you still can't know who I am. You are in the light and I am in the dark, ha. Haha, if you can’t kill me today, I will kill you tomorrow.”
The man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face said hatefully like a cursed night owl.
"What's going on? I'm afraid you have no chance." Ding Hao sneered and disappeared suddenly.
"What?" The bronze ghost-faced masked man's pupils shrank.
The next moment, an unprecedented sense of danger enveloped him instantly, and he almost subconsciously activated the mysterious silver light again. His figure quickly blurred, as if he was about to melt and disappear into the air.
But at the same time, a rusty sword appeared out of thin air and pierced his body.
The terrifying sword energy, with its aftermath, opened a crack in the ground far behind the man in the bronze ghost mask, which was more than one meter wide and ten meters deep.
But in the next moment, the figure of the man in the bronze ghost mask melted and disappeared instantly.
Ding Hao's figure suddenly appeared.
The rusty sword was in his hand.
It was too late to say all this, but it was so fast. Everything happened in a flash of light, so that Fang Tianyi and Gao Xueer, who were watching the battle from a distance, did not understand what happened. The battle was over.
Ding Hao lowered his head and looked at the drops of blood slipping on the blade of the rusty sword, and knew that this sword must have hit his opponent.
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