Supreme Emperor of Swords

Before Liang Feixue’s battle with Li Lan and Ren Xiaoyao, the loss was not small, and it was recovering against time. However, he took a longer break than Ding Hao, and Ding Hao consumed common in the battle with Li Muyun. In this respect, the two sides are in a similar situation.

Wang Xiaoqi and Zhang Fan helped Ding Hao massage and relax muscles.

Ding Hao is close eyes.

Logically speaking, after passing Li Muyun, Ding Hao basically has nothing to worry about, but I don’t know why, Ding Hao’s intuition is not easy at all, hidden in Liang Feixue. That power is shocking.

I remember when Li Muyun was fighting, Li Muyun once said that if someone in the Registered Disciple can beat him, there is only one person.

Ding Hao suspects that this person is Liang Feixue.

Famous Institute of Liang Feixue, the mysterious teenager.

At this point, Ding Hao certainly wants to go further and win the final championship, and get the chance to choose a proven art battle skill from the Inquiring Sword Sect Hidden Sword Hall Martial Storehouse.

5 minutes of time, soon passed.

The voice of the magistrate sounded in the rest area.

The final finals are here.

The repaired new arena, under the illumination of the sunset, exudes infinite beauty, shining, like a monument, a throne common, waiting for the last winner, ** on it, enjoying that one-of-a-kind glory.

Ding Hao and Liang Feixue embarked on arena in the cries of the mountain cry out and sea howl common.

As the popularity of this Registered Disciple king, Ding Hao’s supporters are clearly more dominant in the momentum, listening to the ears, shouting the voice of Ding Hao’s name, occupying the majority.

In fact, after Ding Hao was lucky enough to pass Li Muyun, he was optimistic about him.

“Hey…”

The bells of the battle sounded.

The shrill shouts make the bloodline swell.

The two final youthed youngsters stopped at a distance of ten meters and looked at each other.

“Let’s go to war, Ding Hao.” Liang Feixue red phoenix eyes burning a sighing intent: “White Garment Central Institute will not be defeated, [Seven Righteous Alliance] also has the pride of own, today, I am not for own War, so I will not hesitate to use the power of taboos.”

“Is it hurting the strength of Li Lan Senior Brother?” Ding Hao put the rusted sword in his hand and smiled. “You have your pride, and I have my faith. Cyan Garment East Institute is definitely no better than White Garment Central. The Institute is poor, and the reason you beat Li Lan Senior Brother is that you are lucky enough to be nothing more.”

“Whoever is lucky, will soon know.” A trace of scarlet, already beginning in the guise of Liang Feixue.

As with every time before using this power, the memory and thinking ability, beginning slowly disappeared from the body of Liang Feixue, the unprecedented violent killing intent rise in the mind, in the final consciousness, Liang Feixue towards Arena The brothers looked and saw their attention, and Li Muyun’s seemingly calm, but it was difficult to conceal his concern.

Only Liang Feixue knows clearly why Li Muyun is so easy to give up the previous semi-finals, why not put the glory of the first First Five Institutes Great Competition first.

Because he firmly believes that Liang Feixue will win the final championship.

Also, because he does not want to be on the arm of such an arena, and the closest brother of his own brother.

[Seven Righteous Alliance] Seven people are like one, no matter who they are, the ultimate winner will be the glory of [Seven Righteous Alliance], the common glory of the seven people.

“For the brothers, I will use the power of the taboo, Ding Hao, ready to accept the failure!”

Liang Feixue roared in the sky, his whole person at this moment, all around the yellow flame of red, scarlet-red terrible flame, finally completely filled his eyes, a smoldering into a ring of light Gas, continuously radiating into the surrounding area, extremely embarrassing.

The next moment of the electric stone fire, he was like a mad beast, swept toward Ding Hao.

……

“This is ……” Li Lan in the crowd, his eyes suddenly tightened.

Liang Feixue’s state is extremely strange, giving a breath, like a maddening Monster Beast, like a bloodline warrior with a legendary bloodline physique, but obviously the bloodline warrior won’t lose control in this state. What is the power and reason, in the end?

“Beyond the power of 3rd Rank peak… This is the bloodline teenager that Sect is going to talk to, and we want to pay attention to it? But his state is a little bad!” Yin Yifei looked at Lu Qi puzzledly.

Lu Qi shook his head.

Among the Registered Disciples of this year, there are many distinct and mysterious disciplines. It is said that Sect has been highly valued early. The detailed information about these people has become the secret of Sect. He and Yin Yifei are three generations. The best among the disciple, but not yet qualified to know this.

Even Leng Yixuan, who is considered to be Core True Inheritance, knows nothing more than own!

The other big men on the viewing platform were even more shocked.

Inquiring Sword Sect is thriving. The finals between this Registered Disciple are far more intense than their imagination. If these little fellows grow up, I am afraid that the future Inquiring Sword Sect may be able to make another impact. Seventh Grade Sect, and Snow Province first Sect [Pure Peaceful Institute] stand up.

……

“Come on! Have a good fight!”

Ding Hao did not have the slightest fear, but instead ignited the fighting spirit.

His whole person is like an antiquity savage common, hōng lóng lóng rushing, stepping on the ground every step, giving people the feeling that they are going to smash the arena common, the wind of the heaven sky cold qi lingers him, facing the opposite The beast of Liang Feixue incarnation collided.

It wasn’t until this time that the people watching the battle remembered the powerful power that Ding Hao showed in the battle with the distant Dong Yi of Purple Garment.

It was not until this time that people realized that Ding Hao was not a sword technique, an amazingly weak boy, and his power was extremely powerful!

Bang!

Boom~ boom~ boom~ bang! ! !

The amazing collision sound, continuously transmitted from the center of arena.

Under the parcel of mysterious red power, Liang Feixue’s hands are as hard as steel common, waving in the air, accurately blocking Ding Hao’s long sword, tyrannical power collision, and the most primitive limb collision In the blink of an eye, the battle entered a jaw-dropping **.

call out!

A bloody flower blooms in the air.

In the broken sound of the clothes, Ding Hao’s left chest left three bright red blood marks, and the firm muscles were exposed. Cyan Garment flew like a bloody butterfly.

There was an unpleasant exclamation from arena.

injured!

At first, is it hurt?

What is the strength of Liang Feixue in the end, what would be so strong?

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