In the sky.
Only then did the sword cultivator notice Ding Hao's presence.
This method of decomposing the naturalized sword energy made him extremely shocked, and he asked in confusion: "You... who are you?"
"Ask the Sword Sect, Ding Hao."
Before Ding Hao finished speaking, the figure flashed and appeared in the sky in an instant.
Snapped!
A casual slap.
The pure ** power of the Martial Emperor realm exploded.
The sword cultivator felt the danger coming, his face changed drastically, and in panic, profound energy surged all over his body. A long sword was placed in front of him to block him, and he immediately retreated, but everything was in vain. This was simply not what he could do. With the power to resist, there was a sudden bang, the profound energy collapsed, and the long sword broke.
His whole body turned into blood mist and sputtered.
It was like a watermelon crushed by a hammer, fragile and falling instantly.
A silver soul flew out from among the broken corpses, screaming in terror and running away.
Ding Hao had no intention of taking action.
Because Xie Yue had already drooled and turned into flowing light, she immediately caught up with the soul, swallowed it with one mouth, and then smacked her lips happily as if tasting a peerless delicacy.
under.
Everyone in the Wenjian Sect was severely shocked.
Although they believed in Ding Hao and knew that Ding Hao could defeat his opponent, they did not expect that it would be in such a devastating way. This was not a heavyweight duel at all. It was like strangling an ant to death. With a wave of his hand, he hit him. Kill the strong man at the peak of King Wu.
Ding Hao's strength has reached a level that they can't even imagine.
"Ding Hao, the Sword-Asking Sect, is here. Han Yangjian, get out and die!"
Ding Hao shouted at the high-level staircase area in the distance.
Waves of sound were visible to the naked eye, like a frenzy, stirring the air, starting in front of Ding Hao and spreading out into the distance.
The sound like a yellow bell spread out with the sound waves, resounding throughout the sky and the earth. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone - no, it should be all living creatures, could really hear this. The voice seemed to be announcing the rise of a certain force, announcing the birth of a legend. It contained supreme majesty and power, making all living beings tremble.
The next moment.
Dozens of streams of light erupted with a powerful aura, flying from a distance.
When you get close, the void freezes and your figure emerges, you are a master.
The leader is an old man with a hooked nose and a sinister expression. He is dressed in a white warrior robe. It is made of extraordinary material and embroidered with golden patterns. It is an extremely exquisite defensive weapon with layers of subtle light. Silver mist enveloped the whole body, indescribably powerful.
Next to the old man, Han Yangjian was also wearing a white swordsman robe.
After that are some other strong sword cultivators.
The old man with a sinister face stared at Ding Hao with his slightly narrowed eyes. After a long time, he sighed quietly and said: "Hey, I really didn't expect that such a small ant sect actually has Such an outstanding person, yes, yes, even to me, he can be considered a little genius. Little guy, you must be the one taking the lead in causing trouble!"
Ding Hao ignored him.
His eyes passed over these people and he stretched out his fingers to count them.
"One, two... four... eleven, eleven in total. I wonder if I will feel bad if I kill you? But it doesn't matter. Counting that person named Ning Huxiao who died in my hands, There are already twenty or thirty of them, kill them one by one, collect some interest first, and one day, I can kill them all."
Ding Hao grinned, his white teeth shining with a cold light.
"What did you say?" The Yin Prey old man's eyes narrowed: "You said you killed Huxiao's nephew? Did you come back? Haha, this is impossible. Huxiao is the number one genius of my younger generation, and he is very powerful. How could you possibly ... Haha, little guy, want to deceive me? Haha, you are too young!"
"Oh, so that loser is actually the number one genius? It seems you are really pitiful." Ding Hao stretched out his palm, a broken sword appeared in his hand, threw it casually, and sneered: "The so-called number one genius , it exploded with one punch from me, it’s so weak!”
A sword cultivator reached out to take the broken sword, inspected it carefully, his expression changed, and handed it to the old man.
The sinister old man looked at it for a few times, his expression also changed dramatically, and he said in shock: "This... is really the sword carried by the nephew of Huxiao... Could it be that you... did you really kill him?"
For people, this is definitely a bolt from the blue.
Losing the future leader of the sect is equivalent to killing the potential of the sect. If you want to cultivate such a figure again, you don't know how much energy and resources will be consumed.
"It's not just Ning Huxiao," Ding Hao said quietly: "If I count carefully, except for a guy named Ai Qing, all the disciples who entered should have been killed by me!"
The old man Yin Zhi and others were a little confused.
From what Ding Hao said, it doesn't look like a forgery. If this is true, it would be a break.
"Little bastard, what are you talking about? Senior Brother Huxiao is so talented and powerful, how could he be defeated by you..." A sword cultivator couldn't help shouting angrily.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ding Hao's mouth, and he suddenly pointed out.
call out!
A ray of silver light burst out from between his fingers.
Fast as lightning.
In a hurry, the sword cultivator only had time to dodge sideways, but could not completely avoid it. The silver light grazed his shoulder and shot past him. Blood splattered on his shoulder and a gap opened.
"Shameless, unexpectedly attacking..." The sword cultivator was shocked and angry. He realized something immediately and laughed loudly: "With your little strength, you still want to defeat my senior brother Huxiao? Haha, boy, if you don't take action, you will Already, everything was exposed as soon as I made a move, haha, Senior Uncle, although this person is strong, he is still far behind Senior Brother Hu Xiao, he is just talking nonsense."
The sinister old man nodded.
Indeed, the method that Ding Hao showed just now, although the sword energy of that finger was sharp and exquisite, it could never kill Ning Huxiao.
but-
"Really? Do you think you escaped?" Ding Hao said with a sneer on his face.
The words have not yet finished.
Click click click click…
A series of sounds of ice condensing sounded without warning.
The sword cultivator suddenly screamed in pain and panic.
I saw that the location of the wound on his shoulder suddenly began to condense into pieces of silver ice crystals. The strange thing was that the ice crystals seemed to emerge from his body, constantly piling up and vigorously, and finally began to move towards his shoulder. Spreads to other parts of the body…
The sword cultivator frantically circulated his profound energy, trying to expel the terrifying chill, but he was horrified to find that as the cold invaded his body, he could no longer even move his profound energy.
This feeling is as if the profound energy channel and the profound energy are frozen at the same time.
"What's going on?" Han Yangjian exclaimed in surprise and pressed his palm on his fellow disciple, inputting profound energy in an attempt to melt the terrible ice.
But in the next moment, a sharp and bone-chilling chill came from the sword cultivator's body, as if it were a living thing, and instantly invaded his arm along the palm of his hand. It was visible to the naked eye that layers of ice crystals began to condense. His palm frightened Han Yangjian to withdraw his hand immediately.
The next moment, the sword cultivator's whole body was covered with silver ice crystals and was completely frozen.
boom!
He fell to the ground and shattered into thousands of ice crystal fragments with a bang.
His body was also broken together!
Fall!
There was silence between heaven and earth.
The sword cultivators of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect couldn't help but shudder when they took a breath of cold air.
This weird and terrifying way of death is really weird to the extreme. What exactly caused their companions to die and where did the terrifying ice crystals come from? With their eyes, they couldn't even tell.
Han Yangjian frantically mobilized his profound energy and used all his strength to barely dispel the bone-chilling chill on his palms, but half of his palms were still numb. He roared in shock: "Little ant, what kind of magic did you use? Using such despicable means is really despicable... "
When Ding Hao heard this, a sarcastic and disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his face.
A flash of lightning flashed in the mind of the sinister old man. He suddenly thought of something and exclaimed: "Is this... the sword intention? You... you actually mastered the sword intention of ice?"
Oh my god, it's actually sword intent.
A young swordsman who has mastered the will of the sword.
"Haha, it is known as the super sect in Jianzhou. After all, not all the disciples in the sect are idiots." Ding Hao looked at the opposite side jokingly.
The sinister old man took a breath of air-conditioning and shuddered.
How terrifying is a genius who has understood the meaning of the sword. He knows very well that once he grows up, he will definitely be able to destroy the entire Northern Territory and become the peak level powerhouse. Damn it, a small Snow State Ant Sect. , there is such a genius, now it is really troublesome!
It's a pity that the two sides have become mortal enemies now.
We must ease the conflict before he grows up, or eliminate the root cause and eliminate the trouble.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the sinister old man already contained murderous intent that was difficult to conceal.
"Go ahead, kill him. We must not leave this scourge in the world!" The old man Yin Zhi ordered, and more than a dozen strong men from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, filled with surging profound energy, faintly spread out from all sides, surrounding Ding Hao. .
under.
"It's ridiculous for a great super sect to bully the smaller ones with more people... If we want to fight, let's ask the Sword Sect to accompany us, I'm one of them!"
Wang Juefeng laughed loudly, and regardless of the fact that his broken limbs and eyes had not healed yet, he flew up to help Ding Hao. Even if he was not the opponent of these sword cultivators, as long as he could fight to the death with one of them, he could help Ding Hao share some of the pressure. Well, Tangtang asked the tens of thousands of men of the Sword Sect, how could they let Ding Hao face the strong man alone at such a time.
"Yes, count me in!"
"Count me in!"
"Compared with the number of people? We are not inferior!"
With roars and heroic laughter, Murong Shengnan, Leng Yixuan and others flew into the air even though they knew they were outmatched.