"Get out!" A arrogant and arrogant voice sounded, scolding Tian Neng mercilessly.
Then there was another snapping sound, and then the tent curtain was roughly opened. Ai Qing, who was wearing a red robe, walked in and looked down at Ding Hao. Behind him, Tian Neng, a stocky man with a red face, followed in a hurry. , looked at Ding Hao, and indicated with helpless eyes whether he had stopped him or not.
Seeing Tian Neng's swollen face again, a trace of anger flashed deep in Ding Hao's eyes.
These disciples are really arrogant and domineering, hitting others without slapping someone in the face. After all, Tian Neng is also a master in the realm of Grand Master. If he is placed in Fengzhou, he must be the proud son of heaven. Ai Qing must have done this deliberately to be humiliated like this.
In this case, don't blame me for being rude.
Ding Hao had some calculations in his mind and waved his hand to signal Tian Neng to go out first.
Ai Qing glanced at Ding Hao, sneered, and sat down on the main seat next to him. His eyes clearly showed disdain for the shabby setting in the tent, as if he was examining a prisoner, and said: "Little guy, you have a big air. Ah, how dare my thugs stop me?"
Ding Hao ignored him and slowly released his consciousness, discovering that Ai Qing came alone and had no companions following him.
"It's so late, why don't you come to my tent?" Ding Hao's attitude was not friendly.
Ai Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "It seems that a pretty boy like you is really used to being pampered. Now you dare to be so arrogant. You don't even know how to write the word "death"... Boy, I see you have a lot of treasures in your hands. How many pieces do you have? Take it out and let me see."
Ding Hao smiled coldly: "How many treasures I have in my hand have anything to do with you?"
"Originally it had nothing to do with me, but unfortunately you have had something to do with me since you entered this ancient city military station," Ai Qing said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Hand over the things in your hands honestly, and you can still leave alive tomorrow, otherwise... From now on, there will be no one like you in the world."
Ding Hao looked up at him and said with an extremely calm expression: "Even if I hand over everything in my body, I'm afraid you won't let me go, right? Although the reputation has never been very good, it is still a famous sect in Jianzhou after all. You're not even part of the evil sect. You're so openly robbing, so you're naturally afraid that I'll publicize it in the future. So, even if I hand over everything I have, you'll find an excuse to kill me and my companions. I guess. Is it right?"
Ai Qing was slightly startled.
He suddenly felt that he had underestimated the pretty boy in front of him who seemed confused and unaware of danger.
But so what
Strength determines everything. Even if you are very clever tonight, you still have to let me manipulate you
Thinking of this, Ai Qing simply stopped hiding it, laughed evilly, and said: "Sometimes, being too smart is not necessarily a good thing. Boy, since you can see so clearly, I will tell you clearly, honestly. If you actually hand over what you have, I'll give you a treat, otherwise... Hehe, I'm not trying to scare you, the criminal law methods are famous throughout Jianzhou."
"You are right. Being too smart is indeed not a good thing." Ding Hao suddenly smiled and nodded: "But being too stupid is definitely a bad thing. I don't know whether the criminal law is severe, but I can Let me tell you, I have at least hundreds of ways to make people survive or die. If you are interested, I can ask you to try it!"
"What did you say?" Ai Qing was stunned, and then he laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Haha, haha, haha, boy, did you take the wrong medicine, or did you have a fever? Under such circumstances, how dare you say such things to me?"
"Under what circumstances?" Ding Hao said jokingly: "A smart fool like you, blinded by greed, dared to come to my tent alone. You must have secretly hidden it from other companions in order to monopolize it, right? It will be delivered to your door automatically, which saves me having to do anything."
The smile on Ai Qing's face slowly disappeared.
He finally began to look at Ding Hao seriously.
Under such circumstances, this pretty boy still dares to say such things. If he is not a lunatic, then he is really mistaken.
"Okay, very good, you are seeking death on your own, don't blame me!" Ai Qing showed a ferocious look on his face, and suddenly took action, with a palm as fast as lightning, like a poisonous snake spitting, directly towards Ding Hao's chest. .
Even under the suppression of the original inscriptions in the city, this palm is still extremely shocking. Even if it is printed on an iron man, it will be broken into pieces.
It can be seen that Ai Qing is determined to kill.
Ding Hao raised his hand slightly and flicked his finger lightly.
"Ah..." Ai Qing exclaimed, and was hit on the wrist. He felt that his whole arm was numb and numb in an instant, and he couldn't lift it up. A look of shock appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't believe that the pretty boy in front of him could actually Have such strength.
"How is it, do you believe it now?" Ding Hao looked at him leisurely.
Ai Qing screamed strangely, his body rose up, and he drew out the long sword from his waist with his backhand. With a clang, the tent was filled with sword light, like silver swords, and the sword energy appeared and disappeared.
Ding Hao secretly praised.
As expected of the famous swordsmanship sect in Jianzhou, Ai Qing's sword technique is indeed extremely exquisite and not weak in the slightest.
Thinking in his mind, Ding Hao raised his hand slightly and flicked out another finger.
Ding!
There was a soft sound, and the cold sword light in the room suddenly stopped.
Ai Qing looked down at the long sword in his hand that had been broken into two parts as if he had seen a ghost, as if he was dreaming.
How is this possible? Yesterday evening outside the city, he observed very carefully. The pretty boy was clearly the primary level of profound energy cultivation of the Grand Master. After entering the city, under the suppression of the invisible force, he should have fallen to the level of the Great Martial Master or even the Great Master. Martial artist realm, but how could he be so strong now
Could it be...
Ai Qing thought of a possibility and suddenly his back was soaked with cold sweat.
"You... you deliberately hid your cultivation level yesterday? Who are you? Are you someone?" The face of this disciple of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, who was so arrogant just a moment ago, turned pale with fear.
Ding Hao's heart moved and he said noncommittally: "How about it, can we sit down and have a good chat now?"
"Yes, ok, what exactly do you want to know?" Ai Qing dropped the long sword in his hand, looking a little depressed. He slowly sat down towards the seat. Just when he was about to sit down, his whole body suddenly bounced up like lightning. , rushed towards the cloth wall of the tent next to it, trying to break through the tent and take it out, while shouting: "Come quickly, someone from the Extinction Sword Sect has sneaked in..."
pity-
Before he hit the wall, he was suddenly bounced back by a force and fell heavily to the ground.
The originally normal ground and the four sides of the tent suddenly flashed with strange golden veins without warning, wandering around like beautiful vines, spreading a strange power. This is a kind of The strange inscription between the original inscription and Ding Hao's unique Chinese character inscription sealed the entire tent and isolated all the atmosphere inside.
Ai Qing's face suddenly showed a look of despair.
He knew he was in trouble.
Unexpectedly, this pretty boy not only hides his strength so deeply, he is also a high-level inscriptionist... Such a person, and so young, should be well-known. Why has he never heard of this person in the Northern Territory before? Could it be that he was a successor secretly cultivated
"What exactly do you want to know? Our senior brother Ning is here, you can't escape..." Ai Qing said bitterly.
"Ning Huxiao? I was just thinking about meeting him." Ding Hao deliberately created an image of being secretive and said with a smile: "Whether I can escape alive from this ancient city military station where you people are everywhere, you Believe it or not, I can kill you right now if I want to."
Ai Qing felt a chill in his heart.
He knew very well that Ding Hao was telling the truth.
"Tell me, what do you want to know?" Ai Qing gritted his teeth and made a compromise. He had to lower his head under the eaves.
For him, everything took a turn for the worse. In his eyes, Ding Hao's smile just now was a pitiful and flattering expression of a weak person. But now, this smile is simply the sign of the devil. He really hates himself for being greedy. After falling into such a trap, if it ruined the sect's plan...
Thinking about the consequences, Ai Qing felt shuddering.
"I suddenly changed my mind." Ding Hao lowered his head and thought for a moment, then whispered a few words in a low voice using a voice transmission method. Soon the curtain was lifted, and Tian Neng walked in with a vigilant look on his face.
Tian Neng was stunned and found that the atmosphere in the tent was different from what he had imagined.
He originally thought that Brother Hao called him in to help, but the situation in front of him was that the arrogant and domineering Ai Qing was sitting on the ground like a defeated rooster, and Brother Hao, who he guessed was at a disadvantage, But he still had such a calm and calm expression, as if nothing had happened.
"The injury on your face is not healed yet?" Ding Hao raised his head and glanced at him.
Tian Neng nodded a little confused.
"Do you want to slap him back?" Ding Hao pointed at the dejected Ai Qing and said, "I said that I will give you a chance to pay him back tenfold. Keep your word. Now you can slap him as many times as you want. The premise is Don’t kill him.”
Tian Neng stared at Ding Hao blankly, without reacting for a moment.
"You... don't bully others too much." Ai Qing's face turned red. The intense humiliation made him so angry that he was about to explode. It was too much. He actually let such a weakling in the grand master realm slap him in the face? This is obviously a deliberate attempt to humiliate oneself.
Ding Hao had a sarcastic smile on his face: "What? Do you feel humiliated? When you hit him, why didn't you think it was too much? If you don't want to bear this humiliation, then commit suicide. I will give you a chance. As long as you When you die, your body will never be humiliated.”
"I... you..." Ai Qing was stunned, how could he choose to commit suicide? The more greedy a person is, the more afraid he is of death.
Ding Hao's smile was like a devil: "Look, I gave you a chance, but you are reluctant to die. It seems that you are not a noble and upright swordsman, so just stick your face over and let my friend slap you." , if you dare to resist, as I said, I have at least a hundred ways in my hand to help you survive but not die."
Ai Qing gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
A stern expression flashed across Tian Neng's face.
He knew that even if he didn't slap Ai Qing today, this arrogant and sinister disciple would never remember his goodness. Thinking about the humiliation he had suffered before, and feeling the pain still coming from his cheeks, this timid The stocky man gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped her across the face without mercy.
He whipped Ai Qing not for revenge.
But to show Ding Hao that he will stand firmly on Ding Hao's side.
Amid the loud slap, Ai Qing collapsed.
His psychological defense completely collapsed -
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