Supreme Emperor of Swords

Moreover, the same is Lineage Bloodline Martial Warrior Disciple, they are very clear, Xie Jieyu is not only the face of peerless grace and elegance, but also has the potential of incomparable, said to be extremely rare [Immortal Phoenix Divine Physique], among the Talent Talent, if you can do Double Cultivation together, there is endless magic.

Now, is such a Divine Flower taken away by a low-lying Registered Disciple?

There is really no reason!

“Kid, you are a waste, a coward, a timid ghost, you Registered Disciple, are a bunch of useless waste, good-for-nothing, waste! It is our stepping stone, one day, you will be in my Begging for mercy at the foot…” Yuan Tiangong was angry and didn’t scatter, roaring angrily.

Ding Hao suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned around and looked like Yuan Tiangong, who was like a wild beast, and looked like a knife. The corner of his mouth curled up in a curve: “You said, Registered Disciple is useless waste?”

Yuan Tiangong saw that he finally angered the opponent, haha ​​laughed: “Yes, waste, you are a group of poor stepping stones, useless waste!”

“Is it?” Ding Hao’s face showed a smile. “That would let you see the strength of Registered Disciple.”

The voice has not fallen.

Ding Hao figure flashed, turned into a blue smoke, dreamlike, instantly in front of Yuan Tiangong, white palms like jade palms, printed lightly.

“Looking for death!” Yuan Tiangong exploded, his arm pulled out a string of phantoms in the air, and immediately pulled out two curved blades, and the golden bell rang suddenly, disturbing the soul.

He wants to display his most proud blade art.

However, all of a sudden, the arms are stiff, the double-knife seems to be caught in the swamp common, and it becomes slower, and there is no smooth feeling that is usually displayed. Yuan Tiangong stays, astonished finds no idea, opponent The fluttering palm has been printed at the center of the double-knife cross.

“Roll!” Ding Hao’s burst of drink, sounded in everyone’s ear.

The next moment, I saw his wrist shaking.

Yuan Tiangong suddenly complexion madness, only feels the power of a placid, the whole person is like a sack hit by a siege hammer, flying down the ground.

Bang!

Yuan Tiangong 狠狠地collision on the fence of the distance square, broke the 5-Apr root jade stone railing, look pale fell to the ground, opened a mouthful of fresh blood, looked at Ding Hao with a stunned look, eyes full It is an incredible look.

The black-skinned teenager Wang Yong and others, undoubtedly, opened their mouths and almost tore their mouths and forks.

How can it be?

The third Talent in the Lineage Bloodline Martial Warrior Disciple is regarded as the leader of the future Inquiring Sword Sect. It is a combination of Master Sect and Yuan Tiangong. It is even a small Registered Disciple. Destroyed and defeated the common to defeat?

This… Just kidding?

A few teenagers blinked in disbelief, only to think that the face of the old was like a slap in the face.

Yuan Tiangong is even more dead.

He did not think that the owner was defeated so straightforward, the other party is simply tyrannical strength, completely grinding press the own, without any opportunistic, this is ** naked strength show!

How can Registered Disciple be so powerful?

It turned out that the anti-at first does not compete with the owner, etc., not because of fear, but disdain!

Such a fierce blow, so that every lineage Bloodline Disciple, almost can not lift the head.

Only Xie Jieyu hits red light armor, just like Martial Goddess comes to the dust common, with a face on the face that has long been known, from the very beginning, she has no doubt about Ding Hao’s strength. If you don’t really get in touch with Ding Hao, you won’t know what kind of power Ding Hao has.

Ding Hao’s gaze swept through the faces of the youngsters, sweeping away all their arrogance, and no one even dared to raise one’s head and Ding Hao.

“The so-called lineage Bloodline Disciple is no different. Now, do you know the strength of Registered Disciple?”

Ding Hao took a light sun, shook his head and turned away.

But at this moment, in the distance, only one has not acted since Ding Hao appeared. He has been quietly sitting on a 20-meter-high stone statue cultivate a certain beauty-haired teenager of the Culture Technique, opening his eyes. Looking towards Ding Hao’s back, I took a long look.

In the distance, Ding Hao also immediately felt it.

Turning around, the eyes of the two collided together in midair, rubbing out a series of invisible sparks.

“This man is a strong enemy.” Ding Hao was slightly surprised.

The purple-haired boy is not the same as the other Lineage Bloodline disciple. The breath is extremely calm, without the slightest anxiety. The whole person is as calm as a abyss, and the bottom of the story is deep. The pro qi wave converges into the body and becomes unfathomable.

Ding Hao saw a thick fighting intent from the other’s eyes.

But soon, the purple-haired teenager closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a sleeping common, and the breath became quiet again.

Ding Hao also turned and left.

Intuition tells Ding Hao that between the owner and the person, there will be a battle sooner or later.

……

With the lead of Xie Jieyu, Ding Hao’s small directions silly finally came out from the seventh Ladder Region of cloud and steam fog covered, and it was extremely smoothly at the Registered Disciple activity area of ​​the third Ladder Region.

“Okay, come here, thank you today.” Ding Hao smiled.

“I am very happy to be able to see you.” Xie Jieyu fell generous. “Every day with the group of intriguing guys, I am almost bored and dead.”

“This is the drawback of Sect.” Ding Hao shook his head and sighed: “They are all spoiled children. After all, they are still too young, and the elders are so petty that they lose their normal heart. Come, Innate has Gods Blood Physique, which is not necessarily a good thing.”

“You are so old-fashioned, it seems like how old you are, but there is one person, you must pay attention, he is not simple.”

“Do you mean the purple-haired boy sitting on the statue?” Ding Hao nodded. “Well, he is really different. In the twenty lineage Bloodline Disciple, except for you, that guy is also a I can’t see anyone, but, hey,” Ding Hao smiled indifferently when he said it here: “I can’t even make Mu Tianyang, I still worry about others?”

“That’s the case.” Xie Jieyu gave Ding Hao a white look and calmly said: “This thing has been propagated. I believe that it will not be long before everyone knows that things in Ding Hao, Inquiring Sword Sect are definitely not like It’s so simple on the surface, it’s already undercurrent, I’m afraid some people will secretly be against you, you should be more careful.”

Ding Hao nodded, didn’t think about it, deliberately smiled: “Why, let’s talk about the agrees to fight after three years, you don’t seem to worry about me at all.”

Xie Jieyu looked at Ding Hao and showed a bright smile. He said: “That is because I firmly believe that the person who won the last must be you, not Mu Tianyang.”

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This chapter adds shadow to the shadow.

There is still a chapter tonight.