"Who? Get out." Ding Hao shouted coldly.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie... It's good to be able to block me... However, if you want to be a being standing side by side with us, the head of the Sword Sect must be confused." A cold voice sounded in the entire tavern. The sound was erratic, moving east and west, making it difficult to figure out where the speaker was.
The person who made the sneak attack obviously mastered extremely clever stealth techniques.
Being able to hide from the eyes and ears of so many young masters and enter the tavern hall, this person's strength is really unfathomable. It was not until the moment he took action that he was noticed by Ding Hao and others. Someone who can hide his body like this, There is only one sect in the entire Selangor—
Starfall Sect.
Ding Hao sneered: "You hidden rat, get out of here."
Before he finished speaking, a trace of white cold air appeared around him. In the next moment, hundreds of crystal clear snowflakes suddenly condensed. Each snowflake was as big as half a child's arm. It was like the most beautiful work of art in the world, but that The edge is as sharp as a thin blade, and the hexagonal cone is as sharp as a needle, but it projects a cold aura of death.
These snowflakes were like coquettish snow-colored elves, spinning rapidly around Ding Hao, leaving white phantoms in the air.
Before Ding Hao's voice completely disappeared, hundreds of white elves suddenly shot out, like bright meteors across the night sky, dancing gracefully and uncertainly, like a big net that was spread out, almost sealing the hall. Every corner among them finally converged towards the center point above, and the sharp whistling sound was deafening.
Dao Qingcheng, Feng Xingyue, Lei Tingchan and other young generation decision makers were all sitting quietly in their respective seats.
They seemed to be indifferent to everything that happened. In fact, these young masters were somewhat curious about Ding Hao, a young master who suddenly rose up to compete with them. They wanted to know whether Ding Hao was a facade touted by the Wenjian Sect. Still a rising star with real talent and learning.
As soon as the ice crystals and snowflakes appeared, everyone was slightly shocked.
It's not surprising that snowflakes and ice crystals were condensed in an instant. What's amazing is that Ding Hao can control hundreds of snowflakes at the same time with such precision. The stream of light generally shoots and swirls in the hall, but it does not touch any tables, chairs, tools, or tools. Not getting within three meters of other people's positions... This requires extremely powerful spiritual consciousness and exquisite spiritual consciousness dispersion techniques to achieve this.
With this skill alone, Ding Hao can be considered a figure.
Some people began to look at Ding Hao secretly.
The next moment, an exclamation sounded in the air, and ripples like water ripples appeared in the transparent air. A vague figure began to become looming under the siege of snow-colored ice crystals. Every time the ice crystals and snowflakes hit each other, the figure became clear. One minute, at the end, when there were still more than fifty ice crystals and snowflakes left, a short and thin figure with a slightly stooped back, like a dwarf, appeared above the hall.
"Saint Son of Meteor!"
Some people among the crowd who saw this scene outside exclaimed.
Before he finished speaking, the man's eyes were rounded, with a look of horror on his face, and he fell down, dying. I don't know when, a blood hole the size of a steel needle appeared between his eyebrows, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows. A drop of blood slowly seeped out from it. A woman next to him, obviously the man's wife, paused for a moment, realized what he was doing, and burst into tears.
"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die, how dare you call me by my name."
The Meteor Saint Son was surrounded by ice crystals and snowflakes. He smiled coldly. It was obvious that he suddenly took action and killed the man. The reason was just that the man unconsciously handed over his name in surprise. The murderous nature was so serious. , the scheming is really terrifying.
But only those who knew him well knew that this murderous intention was actually aimed at Ding Hao.
What really irritated the Holy Son of Meteor was that Ding Hao was sitting motionless on the chair and actually broke his invisibility so easily. But that person was a bit unlucky. In such a situation, just because of saying the wrong word, He just became a poor substitute for the Holy Son of Meteor to vent his anger.
Ding Hao felt slightly angry in his heart, ice crystals strangled him, and the cold air surged.
The Holy Son of the Meteor Star laughed, and with a bang, he turned into a black mist of nothingness. At the moment when the ice crystals surrounded him, he escaped. His body flashed and landed on the ground. He walked to a space near Ding Hao. Beside the table, Jie Jie laughed strangely, and in his laughter, murderous intent burst out.
"I will kill you." Ding Hao said every word.
There is a lot of hatred between the Star Meteor Sect and the Wenjian Sect. Apart from the one-eyed dragon in the ancient sect ruins in the Xiyan Mountains, Star Meteor Sect masters have sneaked in to assassinate Ding Hao many times. In the battle of Hidden Sword Peak, He also targeted Ding Hao's arrival has already made Ding Hao have murderous intentions in his heart. What's more, this sect, which is based on assassination in Snow State, kills countless people at any cost for money and treasure. It is really a cancer in the human sect and should be eradicated long ago. .
As soon as the Meteor Saint Son showed up, he plotted against Ding Hao. There was a fight to the death between the two.
"Kill me?" The Meteorite Saint Son smiled coldly. He had a dwarf-like figure, a withered face, and small mung bean-like eyes, and was indescribably ugly and ferocious. He said, "There are too many people who want to kill me. There were too many. Their fate was to be cut into pieces by me one by one. Oh, let me do the math. How many people from the Wenjian Sect were killed by me? One, two, three... Forget it, it's too many. Too many to count, kid, you won’t be the last.”
Ding Hao sneered and ignored it.
If it weren't for the strange atmosphere in the tavern today and the unclear motives of many young masters, Ding Hao would have wanted to kill the dwarf right now.
"I have wanted to kill this dwarf for a long time, but he is like a loach and is difficult to catch." Dao Qingcheng reminded Ding Hao: "You still have to be careful. What you see now is just that he is easy to catch." It’s just his appearance, maybe next time you see him, he will be a handsome and elegant man... The Xingyun Sect’s ability to hide in disguise is truly unique in Snow State.”
Ding Hao nodded and took note of it.
Among the information collected by Wenjian Sect, there is a lot about the Holy Son of Meteor. The key point is that this person has many incarnations and appears elusive. Very few people know what his true face is. He is difficult to guard against and is a very terrifying opponent. .
"Are all the people in the Sword Sect so arrogant and domineering? If you say you want to kill, you will kill someone." A voice full of ridicule suddenly came from outside. A young man wearing a Confucian shirt walked out of the crowd shaking his head, He looked a little downcast, with an unshaven beard, and his white Confucian shirt was covered with stains. He carried a rusty long sword on his shoulder and walked in with frivolous steps. When he entered the door, he almost tripped over the threshold.