Counting it all together, at least half of the strong men and forces gathered around him have dispersed.
Ding Haobing defeated most of his opponents without bloodshed.
"Why, are you going to take action against me too?" Ding Hao's gaze turned to a figure in the distance who was shrouded in purple light and shadow. This was also a strong man in the saint realm.
"I can't possibly give up, let alone if you kill my nephew Zi Xiong, we should settle this debt today." The figure shrouded in purple flames sneered.
He is Dugu Wuji, the younger brother of the powerful city lord of China. Even though his face was hidden, Ding Hao still recognized him at a glance. Among them, he and Yue Tianxing joined forces to embarrass the great human saints who were exterminated by Yu. One, I didn’t expect to appear here today.
Ding Hao said disdainfully: "Even the demons who drink blood like hair will always repay their kindness. I didn't expect that this dignified saint from the human race would have the nerve to say such a thing."
The purple flames on the surface of Dugu Wuji's body gradually dissipated, revealing an old and haggard body underneath, like a piece of rotten wood. His face was covered with age spots and wrinkles like ravines, and his body exuded a strong smell of death and decay.
There was no anger or cold expression on his face, and he said: "When you exterminated the corpse soul, you did save my life. It's good that I won't pursue Zi Xiong's death anymore, but you also saw it, I Shouyuan At the end of the day, there are not many days left in this world. Haha, whether it is kindness or resentment, it is just passing by. I just want to live, I must get it, even if my biological parents stand in front of me, I must get it. Kill it!"
"Shameless!" Ding Hao was furious.
To say such a thing is simply worse than an animal.
Dugu Wuji chuckled and said: "When you are old and you are old, you will understand how beautiful life is and how unforgettable this world is. You can't understand it because you are only in your early twenties." , how young you are, I can smell the warm sunshine on your body, but the years will not stop for anyone, Ding Hao, even if you reach the realm of gods, one day you will run out of life. That day, then you will understand how I feel today.”
"Even if you die, you must have the dignity and pride of a strong man." Ding Hao said.
"Yeah, it's always easier to say it than to do it," Dugu Wuji laughed loudly and said, "I know you are very strong and I can't do anything to you, but if you don't hand it over, I will kill everyone in Qingjiang Town today. , I will even attack and kill the people of Wenjian Sect, kill the people you care about, kill the people you are closest to, and kill until you compromise. I am already an old and dying person, so I will risk my life, haha, don’t worry. Your blood oath hunts me down!"
"You are looking for death!" Ding Hao said with murderous intent.
Dugu Wuji laughed sinisterly and nonchalantly: "If I can't get it, I will die, no matter what, why not give it a try!"
"Then you die now!"
Before Ding Hao finished speaking, he took action instantly.
In a flash of light and stone, he had already arrived in front of Dugu Wuji. The magic knife in his left hand had been held in his hand at some point. The blade burst out with red light and cut Dugu Wuji's body into two pieces with one strike.
"Hahahaha... After seeing your strength, will I be defenseless?"
Dugu Wuji's voice came from afar.
The body that was cut into two parts, with no blood flowing out, turned out to be a puppet war puppet that was fake and real. It was so lifelike that it hid it from everyone. Dugu Wuji appeared as a substitute to transmit the voice, but he didn't know that he was hiding there. where.
A strong man in the realm of saint who was on guard deliberately hid, and Ding Hao was unable to find out the trace for a while.
"Haha, Ding Hao, think about it carefully. You can't keep everyone with you all the time. If you don't want to taste the feeling of losing your loved ones, then hand them over..." Dugu Wuji was vicious and vicious. A vicious voice came from afar.
Ding Hao's eyes were spitting fire, but there was nothing he could do for a moment.
Almost at the same time—
"kill!"
A sound like metal friction sounded, and the army of flaming metal warriors all over the sky suddenly rushed towards Ding Hao like a tide. It only took a moment to go from extremely quiet to extremely moving, like hot magma surging all over the sky. Come.
Ding Hao was instantly overwhelmed by the red torrent.
He took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand, and the tyrannical power of his body exploded instantly, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, turning into a whirlwind and charging forward.
The Demonic Sword and the Rusty Sword are both magic weapons that can cut iron as well as clay. With a little infusion of profound energy, any metal warrior that approaches will be knocked away. Deep gaps will appear in the flame-colored metal body after being slashed. The mottled and delicate structural parts are exposed, and it can be seen that these metal warriors burning with the power of flames are indeed works of ingenuity.
"What a powerful war partner. With the sharpness of the rusty sword and the magic knife, I can't cut it off!" Ding Hao was slightly surprised.
These war figures are covered with dense inscription formations all over their bodies, and their bodies are made of secret gold, making them extremely hard and powerful.
Ding Hao could quickly tell that the power of each individual metal war puppet was comparable to that of a strong man at the peak of the Martial Emperor. What was even more frightening was that these guys had no wisdom and emotions, and no knowledge of fear and awe. Hundreds of puppets were advancing and retreating. Orderly, seamlessly coordinated, with an almost invulnerable body and an endless supply of power, the combined combat power is even more terrifying than that of Emperor Wu.
If an ordinary strong man, even a half-step martial saint, is trapped in such a formation, he is probably going to die.
Ding Hao faced the enemy with a magic knife and a rusty sword. At the same time, he carefully observed the inscriptions on the surface of the war puppet. Those lines as thin as hair looked extremely beautiful, but they contained various different powers that could control the war puppet's movements and battles. Ding Hao As a high-level inscription master himself, he is naturally more knowledgeable and able to see the secret behind it.
"These war puppets actually contain an ancient meaning. They seem to be something handed down from ancient times. They are antique and definitely not modern... Could it be that the people who command the army of these war puppets have existed for hundreds of thousands of years? An old monster that existed before?”
Ding Hao looked at the huge canopy carriage in the distance with some surprise.
Even a god-level expert cannot have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years, which is really strange.
"I have trapped him. If everyone doesn't take action quickly, how long will it take to search for his whereabouts?" A cold sound like mechanical friction came from the huge canopy carriage.
As soon as he said it, there were other strong men around him who were tempted to attack Qingjiang Town.
Ding Hao was startled. He stopped delaying and suddenly activated his consciousness with all his strength, activating the golden beads of light in his mind. He felt heart-breaking pain on his forehead, and then a gap opened, and a strange golden eye appeared, as if it was At this moment, the god opened his eyes indifferently, and a golden light burst out, immediately penetrating the world.
The golden gaze swept over the flame metal war puppet layer by layer, and then penetrated the huge canopy carriage.
This flame seems to be able to see through all the mysteries in the world, and no secrets or mysteries can be hidden in front of it.
"Ah..." An extremely frightening roar came from the huge canopy carriage in the distance, as if something extremely terrifying had happened.
at the same time-
"That's it, haha, I understand!"
Ding Hao laughed.
The tyrannical consciousness spread out like a tide, covering all the surrounding flame metal warriors and the huge canopy carriage in the distance. Transparent ripples visible to the naked eye passed through the void layer by layer, causing waves of ripples. Then something incredible happened—
All the flame metal warriors suddenly stopped attacking.
It was as if the internal formations of these warriors suddenly failed, and they all stopped and froze in place.
"Hahaha, thank you!" Ding Hao's laughter echoed in the sky.
"No..." A panicked voice came out from the huge canopy metal carriage, as frightened as a mourning heir.
The next moment, the army of flame metal war puppets that had been frozen in place finally regained their spirituality and began to move. However, they did not attack Ding Hao again. Instead, they all turned around and used the weapons in their hands to fight. They all aimed at the huge canopy metal carriage and surrounded the metal carriage in the middle.
"How is it possible? How do you know this secret method?" The panicked voice came from the huge canopy metal carriage.
Ding Hao's figure flashed and appeared on the carriage's shaft. He snorted coldly, reached out and lifted a short figure directly out of the carriage.
This figure is only about one meter tall. He looks like a young child, but there are already some wrinkles on his face. His long beard and gray hair show that he is already old. As for his short stature... This man commands a huge flame. The inscription master of the Metal Legion turned out to be a born ugly dwarf.
The dwarf struggled in fear, but he could no longer control the flame metal army and the canopy metal carriage. However, his own strength was extremely low, not yet at the level of King Wu, and he was like a little chicken in Ding Hao's hands, unable to resist at all.
This scene made many powerful men around them marvel.
The Flame Metal Army is also a force that cannot be underestimated in the Middle-earth China. It is called the Death Flame Army. It is a mercenary-like existence, a killer organization that pays for life. It has defeated many human sects and demon forces. Saint-level powerhouses have all fallen into this legion's formation. Many people speculate that the person who controls this death legion is a powerful holy-level inscription weapon refiner, but no one has ever been able to get close to the huge canopy metal carriage, let alone No one could open the carriage door and see what kind of face was sitting inside.
Like the Demon Temple, this flame metal death army is also an elusive force.