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"Ding Hao, don't bully others too much. I have been inherited for thousands of years and am one of the human forces in Snow State. If you force me to remove me, it will be tantamount to harming my compatriots. How is it different from a demon?" The leader gritted his teeth and shouted: " Now that your strength has reached the level of a saint, you should not worry about it. You should put the overall situation of the human race in Selangor first. We are willing to make compensation... "
The words have not yet finished.
There was a flash of golden light.
The leader of the Divine Sword Sect exclaimed, but his strength was instantly sealed by the golden light, and he was thrown away from the iron pot in the God of War Square.
"Ah..." The miserable voice once again sounded throughout the entire Champ de Mars like a pig being slaughtered.
Ding Hao's mouth contained a sneer.
He didn't want to listen to such a bitch's nonsense anymore.
When we besieged Wenjian Sect, how could we not think of the overall situation of the human race in Snow State? Now let’s talk about this
What a joke.
If they were to reflect and repent like that, Ding Hao would be generous and leave some fire for them. However, this guy not only dared not take responsibility, but ridiculously used the moral high ground to oppress others, which really led to his own death.
The disciples of Wenjian Sect cheered loudly.
Some people simply acted like children, laughing and jumping around with a wry smile.
Ding Hao's thunderous methods made every disciple of Wenjian Sect feel extremely relieved.
"What do you guys say?" Ding Hao's eyes fell on the faces of the remaining heads of the other sects.
The top leaders had pale faces. Facing Ding Hao, who was so powerful that it exceeded their imagination, they could not muster the slightest fighting spirit. In the end, they all compromised and were willing to sacrifice their own lives and those of the disciples who participated in the siege of Wenjian Sect to save the country. Other old, young, women, children and innocent disciples in their respective sects.
"Ten days later, I want you to personally carry thorns on your back, come to the gate of Wenjian Sect, kneel down every ten steps, bear the thorns to plead guilty, and pay homage to the disciples of Wenjian Sect who died in the battle. Otherwise, all the sects will not leave any chickens or dogs behind! "
Ding Hao's face was sharp.
With a thought in his mind, golden light flashed, teleporting all the major leaders directly out of the God of War Square.
There is no fear of them cheating, because Ding Hao has planted a brand of spiritual consciousness in their bodies, and they will be found out no matter where they escape.
In the God of Mars Square, only the people from Qingping College were finally left.
Lu Xiongfei, the former top human martial arts master in Xuzhou, was still planted in the broken soil like a carrot. Several disciples from Qingping Academy tried to pull him out, but they couldn't do it with all their efforts. arrive…
The other people from Qingping College were as if they were dying.
Ding Hao was not in a hurry to kill these enemies.
He slowly turned around and treated the injuries of the disciples of the Wenjian Sect one by one.
With his current strong profound energy cultivation, coupled with his profound experience in elixirs, as well as the endless magical materials and precious medicines he obtained in the field, it is easy to treat the injuries of these disciples, and it takes less than a day. In the time it took to burn the incense, all the injuries on the disciples' bodies had completely disappeared, and their sealed profound energy cultivation had been restored.
Ding Hao did not skimp on the magical materials and precious medicines at all.
Because he knows that in the face of such a severe life and death choice today, these people who still stand firmly on the side of the sect are the most loyal brothers of the Wenjian Sect. No matter how talented they are in cultivation, they are the most precious ones in the entire sect. of wealth.
In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Xingcheng was left.
The area below his knees was sent into the boiling oil pan for frying. All the skin and flesh had fallen off, leaving only the black scorched bones. The injury was extremely serious. It can be said that both legs below the knees were completely lifeless. Those charred bones would wither and break instantly with just the slightest touch.
"Ding... Senior brother Ding, don't waste the herbs. I know my injury is hopeless..." Zhao Xingcheng said angrily.
Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that he was a warrior, an ordinary person would have died long ago from such injuries.
Even if Chen Nanchao, the Pill King of Snow State, is here, it will be difficult to save him. Unless the magic pill of human flesh and bones appears, he can be brought back to life.
Zhao Xingcheng had no hope for his injury. The possibility of healing was too small.
Ding Hao smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, this little injury can be easily cured. It's only because I came too late that everyone was injured. If I can't restore your legs today, I'll be sorry for Wenjian." Every brother of the clan.”
With that said, Ding Hao took out an orchid-like herb from the storage ring.
In an instant, the fragrant fragrance filled the entire Champ de Mars Square.
"That is… ?!"
"It is one of the miraculous medicines that is now extinct, and it is also a medicine king that has been around for thousands of years. Oh my God..."
"This... this, this, this... even in the entire Northern Territory, a ten-thousand-year-old plant is enough to make countless old monsters flutter and make some super sects fight, right? Where did Ding Hao get such a thing..."
"It's really too extravagant. Using such a magical medicine to save an ordinary sect disciple, Ding Hao must have lost his mind!"
"Hush, be quiet, you don't want to live anymore? Dare you say that?"
"That's right, I think that a tough guy like Zhao Xingcheng, although his strength and qualifications are average, but because of his loyalty to Wenjian Sect, he is worthy of such a king of gods and demons!"
"It's not just that simple. Just taking out a King of Gods and Demons like this shows that he still has many more heaven-defying magical materials and precious medicines... Oh my God, what kind of opportunities did he get in this? Huh? You won’t really dig out the legendary one, will you?”
The onlookers on the Champ de Mars were all stunned.
Just one sip of the refreshing medicinal fragrance will make you feel refreshed.
Many people were surprised to find that after smelling the fragrance, the mysterious energy bottleneck that had troubled them for many days seemed to be loosening. Some smart people couldn't help but take big breaths, trying to take a few more breaths of this medicinal fragrance. After all, the fragrance of the King of Gods and Demons can only be experienced once in a lifetime.
Ding Hao released a little bit of power and directly shook the plant into pulp. Then he took out a trace of Zhao Xingcheng's blood, blended it into it, and carefully applied it on Zhao Xingcheng's charred bones with a special technique.
The next moment, a miracle happened.
The moment the red-green magic medicine juice attached to the bones, it began to squirm slightly. It can be seen with the naked eye that the originally charred white bones quickly became crystal clear as jade, and then the blood that entered the juice slowly turned into strips. With bloodshot eyes, the friendship grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into squirming blood buds, growing crazily...
In less than a stick of incense, the area below Zhao Xingcheng's knees grew again.
Everyone came to take a breath of air-conditioning.
This scene is really incredible.
Ding Hao was also a little surprised.
According to what the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor taught me, it does have the miraculous effect of flesh and white bones, but I didn't expect it to be so miraculous, it can be called a miracle.
When Zhao Xingcheng had an expression of disbelief on his face, he stood up in a daze, stamped his feet, and finally yelled excitedly. Although dying for the sect was worthy of death, no one wanted to really become a cripple. Only after walking through the gate of hell can you feel the importance of being a healthy and normal person.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ding!" Zhao Xingcheng cried with joy.
Ding Hao patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.
The effect of a ten-thousand-year-old plant is not limited to this. Its medicinal properties are extremely profound, otherwise it would not be worthy of the word "good fortune". Ding Hao integrated all of this king of gods and demons into Zhao Xingcheng's body. Its medicinal properties can subtly change Zhao Xingcheng's physique and talent.
As long as he practices diligently in the future, sooner or later, Zhao Xingcheng will be able to leap into the ranks of the top martial arts masters in Snow State.
"Old thief, do you have anything else to say?" Ding Hao came to the depression of the huge footprint and looked down at Lu Xiongfei.
The former top human martial arts master in Snow State had a sad face, and his expressions changed rapidly. One moment he was as ferocious as an evil ghost, and the next moment he was as sad and angry as a terrifying beast. All the complicated emotions finally turned into a long sigh.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Hahaha, haha, okay, okay, okay. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and talented people emerge from generation to generation. Today, I have fallen into your hands. But Ding Hao, don't be complacent. Do you want to Revenge is not that simple. In the destruction of the Sword Sect, super sects from other states were involved. Haha, even if you are extremely talented, what can you do with those super sects?"
"When death is imminent, you should worry about Qingping Academy first," Ding Hao sneered: "It's a pity that a place where human martial arts has been passed down for thousands of years has fallen into ruin. It seems that there is no need to exist in this world. , Old thief, don’t worry, you won’t be lonely on the road to hell, I will send the entire Qingping Academy to Yincao Underworld to keep you company!”
As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiongfei's expression suddenly changed: "You... you dare?"
"Hahaha, why don't I dare?" Ding Hao sneered.
"You...if you go on a killing spree, I won't let you go..." Lu Xiongfei said angrily.
Ding Hao looked up to the sky and laughed: "Since you will watch the fall of the Shanmen of Wenjian Sect, you will then take care of the affairs of Qingping College. Every drink and peck has cause and effect. Do you think Qingping College will really protect you? Furthermore..." Having said this, Ding Hao looked up at the sky and said in a calm tone: "Even if I am held accountable, I will wipe out Qingping Academy at all costs!"
The words have not yet finished.
"Haha, what a loud tone, boy, who do you think you are, how dare you be so disrespectful?" came a loud shout.
Several rays of golden light flashed from not far away and arrived outside the Champ de Mars in an instant.
These people were all wearing golden helmets and armor, like warriors of gods, and they were stationed at Jing Lake.
"Ding Hao, you dare to speak so nonsense. You really don't know how to live or die. Immediately remove the restraint and release him. All right and wrong will be decided by me. No lynching is allowed!" The leader was a tall man with a long beard and a ferocious complexion. , said angrily.