Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 742: One sword establishes power

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Ding Hao's whole body was burning with terrible flames, his wings vibrated, and he let out a long chirp. A fierce and violent energy swept between the heaven and the earth. The endless flames instantly covered almost half of the mountain peak. His momentum was unparalleled, like a demon descending to earth.

The demonic power that was bombarded was almost vulnerable to Bifang's fire, and was burned out in an instant.

This is a kind of suppression in terms of strength and rank.

Ding Hao's fusion resulted in Bi Fang's True Fire, which was simply the nemesis of demonic power.

The huge Bi Fang, with unparalleled speed, reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

Standing on one foot on the Silver Mountain, looking down, there are dozens of voices and shadows standing in the square in front of the huge Silver Temple. The Bi Fang transformed by Ding Hao is like an ancient beast, with a violent and ferocious aura. , his eyes shot out two pillars of fire, covering the body of one of the demon clan strongmen.

This is a big jackal demon who has just stepped into the realm of demon saint.

He transformed into a humanoid with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, fangs exposed, and an unconcealable ferocity and murderous intent. Just now it was he who took action, intending to intercept and kill Ding Hao halfway up the mountain.

"You don't know how to live or die, how dare you challenge me?"

Facing the mythical beast Bifang that Ding Hao transformed into after using his magical power, although the Jackal Demon Saint was surprised, he was more angry in his heart.

I finally stepped into the realm of Demon Saint. From now on, I can be regarded as one of the absolute strong men in this world. Before I can kill everyone and enjoy the glory and power of being an absolute strong man, I just... He took action to punish a little human descendant, but he was slapped directly in the face and on the doorstep.

And in front of so many strong men from the other two races

"If I don't tear you to pieces today, I won't be able to demonstrate the majesty of my Divine Wolf Demon Saint." The Wolf Demon Saint smiled sinisterly, with undisguised murderous intent surging in his triangular eyes.

"It's just a jackal that transformed into a human form. It dares to call itself a divine wolf. You really don't know how high the sky is." Bi Fang, the incarnation of Ding Hao, showed no sign of weakness.

He has already recognized that this jackal is one of the besiegers in the afterimage of the memory left before. However, at that time, this jackal was only at the peak of the Martial Emperor realm. Unexpectedly, not long after, he actually achieved half a step. Demon Saint, it seems that he actually made a breakthrough during this expedition.

It should be because you got some kind of reward after winning.

Ding Hao's heart was filled with fighting spirit.

He has also benefited a lot from it. After fusing three pieces of jade from stone, his strength has skyrocketed. He is missing an opportunity to fight with all his strength. This jackal demon saint is a suitable opponent. If he kills this beast in a battle, it can both frighten and frighten him. Other strong men in the square can also avenge the little black dog, killing two birds with one stone.

While thinking about it, God has already taken action.

His body swayed, and hundreds of demonic energy rumbled like giant crimson pythons that filled the sky, entangling and strangling Ding Hao from all directions.

Ding Hao laughed loudly, opened his mouth and sprayed out streams of Bi Fang's fire, turning into huge Bi Fang fire shadows, and faced them without showing any signs of weakness. Bi Fang also used this move when he faced the enemy. After killing the powerful monster, Ding Hao transformed into Bi Fang and could borrow Bi Fang's magical power. It was naturally extremely easy to use such magical power.

Boom boom boom!

Red flames lingered, and fire light burst out.

The terrifying energy in the sky spreads out layer by layer, and the shock wave that is enough to destroy the city spreads on the silver mountain. However, the silver mountain seems to have a kind of divinity, and it is not damaged at all. The huge temple is even more immobile, and it is difficult for any force to get within a hundred meters of it.

The other figures on the square in front of the temple are all powerful men with profound strength. Standing still, it is difficult to get close to such a shock wave.

In the end, the temple is protected by a formation, and there is no way to break it yet, so no one can enter.

According to the prompts of the mysterious, noble and cold voice, when the time comes, the protective formation will be automatically removed. At that time, everyone can enter the temple to search for the three legendary artifacts. Those who are destined can obtain this blessing.

Boom boom boom!

The battle in the sky raged wildly.

Ding Hao relied on Bi Fang Zhenhuo's natural restraint on the demonic energy and the tyrannical power of his body to completely defeat the Jackal Demon Saint Heavenly Killer head-on. It was a fierce scene like a spark hitting the earth. If it were placed in the outside world, it would only be It was feared that it had broken and shattered the world within a thousand miles, but on this sacred mountain, it had not had the slightest impact.

For a moment, the two actually played a game of chess. They met their opponents and met their talents, regardless of the outcome.

Among the strong human beings on the square, there was an absolute strong one who originally planned to help Ding Hao. At this moment, he was waiting to see what would happen.

Although the major sects of the human race usually fight openly and secretly among themselves, on such occasions, especially the absolute powerhouses who have reached the realm of saints, are extremely concerned about the fate of the race, and are extremely concerned about those younger generations who are talented and lucky. , a young human race boy like Ding Hao who could reach this point is definitely a genius worth cultivating, so how could he die so easily

"How could this happen?" The Jackal Demon Saint became more and more frightened as he fought.

I originally thought that this human boy was just a junior who was lucky enough to reach this point. After all, he had not yet become a saint and was not his opponent. He was about to take action to establish his authority, shock the powerful human beings present, and suppress the momentum of the human race. Why does it feel like now? If you hit an iron plate, you may fall over.

After all, he had just become a saint and had not yet transformed all of his power into holy power. He was still far from being a true saint. For a while, it was actually difficult to overpower this human boy.

"Roar!"

He roared angrily, transformed in the void, and revealed his true form, transforming into a giant jackal more than a hundred meters tall, with red mane all over his body, with light yellow spots, his head was as black as ink, and viscous fluid flowed from it. The yellowed ferocious fangs are constantly dripping with terrifying corrosiveness. The limbs are like giant black pillars, and a fierce and violent aura permeates the air.

The fighting is getting more and more crazy.

"We can't delay it for too long. We must fight quickly. Otherwise, he and I will end up in a big realm, and it may be difficult to defeat him. Moreover, if too much power is consumed in this battle, the next three major artifacts will be taken over by others. Got the chance."

Ding Hao made up his mind and no longer hesitated.

Flapping his wings, Bi Fang's true fire surged out like a vast ocean. God didn't dare to neglect it, so he stepped back to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

At the same time, Ding Hao removed the human king's magical power and transformed into a human form again. The Bifang True Fire that filled the sky sank into his body like a long whale sucking water. There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth. Ding Hao held it with his backhand and shattered it. The magic knife has appeared in his hand.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, junior human race, you have transformed into Bi Fang. You may have a glimmer of hope. Now that your power is exhausted, you will definitely die." The Jackal Demon Saint laughed, thinking that Ding Hao's power could not sustain it for too long.

But at this moment, on the square below, among the absolute strongest of the demon clan, the ancestor of the Black Wolf clan exclaimed: "Is it him? Brother Dao, be careful, that sword..."

The words have not yet finished.

call out!

Between heaven and earth, a sword light that was as bright as the initial light of Hongmeng flashed quickly.

It's like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world.

The speed is incredible.

Even though countless people in the square saw this scene, they couldn't help but wonder if their vision was hallucinating.

This abnormality disappears in an instant.

In the sky, Ding Hao still maintained his sword-wielding posture.

The magic sword in his hand had transformed from its previous broken image into a huge, complete crimson sword dozens of meters long. The broken blade fragments were connected by an invisible force. At the same time, red symbols flashed inlaid on the blade, filled with the aura of chaos.

A kind of supreme power spreads from the blade.

But this was also a flash of lightning, because the next moment, the red light dissipated, and the complete red sword shadow quickly dimmed, as if it melted in the air, and the magic sword became broken again. , only half of the blade was left.

Opposite Ding Hao, the huge body of the Jackal Demon Saint was frozen in the void, motionless.

A gust of wind blew.

Bang!

Like a huge sand sculpture collapsing and shattering in the wind, the huge body of the Jackal Demon Saint Tiansha suddenly shattered. Before the body fragments fell to the ground, they turned into bursts of green ash, dissipating like black mist. It is scattered everywhere on this white mountain peak with silver light shining.

This scene is really weird and terrifying.

The majestic half-step demon saint, who had already stepped into the realm of saints, was completely burned to ashes under the gaze of countless absolutely powerful people, and even his soul could not escape.

The hearts of all the strong men felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Entering the realm of a saint, one has an almost immortal body, has a lifespan of a thousand years, and is invulnerable to all evil. It can be said to be the pinnacle existence of the martial arts pyramid in this world, controlling the destiny of countless people, and making it impossible for countless creatures to win. That is the goal. Throughout the ages, countless talented heroes and creatures with peerless talents have not been able to achieve this step.

But now, a half-step demon saint fell alive in front of his eyes.

horrible!

Shocking!

Shock!

Various complex emotions emerge uncontrollably in the hearts of all strong people.

Even some of the absolute strong men of the human race who had made up their mind to keep Ding Hao's seedling no matter what, couldn't help but be stunned at this time. They didn't expect that the final result would be like this.

The Black Evil Ancestor even took a breath of cold air.

He had fought with Ding Hao before, and he wished he could skin Ding Hao, grind his bones to dust, especially the magic knife in Ding Hao's hand that had a profound impression on him. The weapon that could block him from being attacked by the original power was definitely not an ordinary weapon. Just now, Ding Hao used it from the bottom of the mountain. After the Human King transformed, Fang rushed up. He did not recognize Ding Hao's identity at first. It was not until Ding Hao transformed back into his human body that he became alert...

The Black Evil Ancestor thought that the Jackal Demon Saint and himself were of the same demon clan, and both were from the lineage of the ancient wolf gods, so he warned him, who knows...

Who knew that the horror of the magic knife was far beyond his expectation.