Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Maybe I don't want to lose too much in the first battle after three years, and ask the people of Jianzong?

Ding Hao faintly felt that Li Jianyi's back and temperament seemed to be like a person, but in the end, it was hard to think of it.

This is the first time Ding Hao has seen the head of Jianzong.

It will also be the most memorable one.

From the beginning to the end, Ding Hao only saw the back of Li Jianyi, but let Ding Hao deeply impressed this generation of kendo masters who had an indelible influence on their future martial arts road.

White is like snow, black hair is like a waterfall!

What a shameful back!

......

Ding Hao did not know that after he left, he stood on the edge of the cliff and finally turned slowly.

A sky-high sword, instantly broke through the clouds and swayed the land of Selangor.

"So many years have passed, abandoning my brother, are you still not relieved of the things of the year? Now the situation in Selangor has changed. The nine sects have changed their appearances, the Qingping Academy has changed, the Terran Alliance has been split, and the Yaozu forces are just around the corner. I am afraid that it is time for the jihad to start again, you should be back!"

Li Jianyi muttered to himself, stepping out in one step, his body flashed and disappeared in place.

......

Ding Hao came out of the white jade temple and walked back along the way.

The environment here is incomparably beautiful, the corridors are twisted and twisted, the pavilions are surrounded by white clouds, and the scene of the paradise on earth, but Ding Hao has no heart to appreciate. After a while, the brows wrinkled tightly.

"Sister's, lost again..."

No one has led the way, and his road idiot has committed another crime.

Here, the water is lingering, the stairs are twisted, and the route is very complicated. Coupled with the fog, it is far more complicated than the forest in the trial area. Ding Hao gradually lost his direction and forgot the time. He did not know where to go.

"Hey, is there anyone? Is there anyone? Ask the next way!"

Poor Ding Hao shouted for a while and didn't get any response.

He had to walk forward step by step with a rough image. After a few minutes, he completely lost his way.

......

"Damn, isn't there a big living person besides the head of the seventh step area?" Ding Hao took a fragrant time and didn't even meet anyone who could ask for directions, even Even a signboard was not found, and it was only like a headless fly.

After a while, Ding Hao did not know where he was.

There was finally a rush of martial arts.

Ding Hao’s heart was happy, and he quickly walked over and found that the front was a small square. The air was full of rich aura. The surrounding plants were very green, with a hint of medicinal fragrance, growing up in such an environment. Even ordinary herbs must be promoted as elixir.

In the small square, there are more than a dozen figures, and they are practicing martial arts.

They are all young people in their teens. They should belong to the registered disciples, but the clothes they wear are not in any hospital in the East, South, West, North, and China. They are quite casual and the atmosphere is extremely weak. The average level of the disciples recorded in the Fifth Academy.

Ding Hao saw a very familiar voice among the teenagers.

Xie Jieyu!

The beautiful girl in red holds a large red sword with a palm width and a length of nearly two meters. The delicate body and the heavy and long sword form a sharp contrast, through the rotation of the figure and the inertia of the force. Rotating like the wind, the red-red sword dances like a blade storm, and a savage sword is smashed out from the blade storm!

Very special sword method!

Ding Hao nodded secretly, this sword method, I am afraid that it is still on his own [Dragon King from the water sword], and the strength of Xie Jieyu’s expression is actually stable around the peak of the Wuyi Wutu, and it is higher than himself. !

"The teenagers here should be the top 50 in the total list. In the legend, the blood of the ancient gods and the blood of the ancient people and the **** warriors with strange bloodlines. It is natural to be nobler than ordinary people. Arranged to cultivate in such a perfect environment!"

Ding Hao guessed the origins of this group of teenagers.

at this time--

"Who is voyeur? Don't leave me!"

In the loud scream, a lightning-like figure suddenly rushed from one side, with a thick orange hurricane, like the same collapsed wall, rolling over Ding Hao.

Ding Hao subconsciously counterattacked.

As soon as the palm of the hand is on display, the rust sword is instantly taken out of the storage ring, and the wrist is shaken, and the sword light is turned out in the air.

A series of impacts, flying figures, flew back.

"Ah...you peek at the thief we practiced, actually dare to hurt the hand and hurt people?" The figure fell on the ground, angered and accused, is a black and thin boy who is only about ten years old, a red robe, and shocked again Looking at Ding Hao with anger.

This change has caught the attention of others.

The **** warriors who were practicing in the past have all seen it. There are also a handful of one or two martial arts-type guys who are still doing their own thing. That way, even if the sky falls, it will not distract them.

"Ding Hao?" Xie Jieyu finally found Ding Hao, a pair of pure as the mountains and autumn springs in the scorpion in the unsettled surprise, dragging a red sword bigger than himself, stabbing on the slate floor Out of a string of Mars, I quickly walked over and looked at Ding Hao excitedly. "How come you?"

Ding Hao did not think that he could meet Xie Jieyu here, what he was going to say...

"Hey, is this kid? It’s sneaky in the **** martial arts practice square, is it necessary to steal art?" A yin and yang strange voice passed from the side, it was that day in the trial forest and Ding Hao occurred A black boy who has crossed the conflict.

Ding Hao shook his head slightly, this mad dog-like guy, really too lazy to care for him.

At this time, more than a dozen **** warriors and teenagers were surrounded.

Seeing the first beauty in the weekdays, the first beauty thank you to the male disciples, even to the enthusiasm of a low-pitched young disciple, these high-ranking teenagers, suddenly felt a sour feeling, envy and embarrassment.

"How? Small hybrids, you secretly broke into here, isn't you going to give a statement?" The black-eyed boy is obviously looking for a sly, smirking: "It seems that I should call the Zongmen law enforcement team and interrogate one. Fan."

The voice has not fallen.

call out!

The red-red sword in the hands of Xie Jieyu turned into a blood-colored sword, and in the head of the black-skinned boy, he succumbed without mercy.

"Interpretation of what you do..." The black-eyed boy was shocked and angry, and he only had time to catch a long sword in his hand.

When!

The long sword was smashed into two pieces, one fell to the ground, and the **** sword of Xie Jieyu stopped at the moment when he cut into the head of the black scorpion, and a sharp sword slashed the black scorpion. The skin, a trace of blood.