Supreme Emperor of Swords

Ding Hao is still in the room, beginning practicing swordsmanship and blade art, of course, the most important is swordsmanship.

Because Ding Hao’s cultivate method is the most popular with swordsmanship, ‘Dragon King Leaves The Water Sword’, he has thoroughly realized the nine strokes and twenty-seven styles, and the four characters of ‘Smoke Wave Confuse Steps Art’ are all realized. Among the Secret Art selected in the last Martial Storehouse, only ‘Ice and Fire Nine Revolutions Metal Body Art’ stayed in the realm of Seventh Revolution ‘Blood and Marrow Metal Body’.

Metal Body Method is difficult to practice, not just by perception, so it is reasonable to not reach peak great perfection.

Time lapses slowly.

Soon footsteps and voices came from outside.

After Ding Hao cultivation, I changed to a clean Cyan Garment and pushed the door out, but I saw the Loose Cultivator Martial Artist who had not waited and chose to go away. I have returned, but the number is from a dozen people. It became four people, and it was also bloodstained. It was obviously after some struggle.

“What’s going on? Could it be that there is nothing left to find out?” Ding Hao slowly walked down the stairs.

The conversation in the hall fluttered into Ding Hao’s ear.

“We have been attacked… it’s a group of humanoid creatures, we can’t see the face clearly, they are simply the ghosts coming from hell, too fast… my companions are dead, I only flew back!”

“It’s terrible, I can’t see what it is.”

“Zhang third child has a cross-cutting effort, but the knife and gun are not invaded, but they are torn into two halves by the monster!”

A few returned Loose Cultivators, a frightened look, telling their story.

Ding Hao’s gaze swept over these people, and carefully observed their looks and scars, and could not help but frown slightly.

He found some very interesting things. These people kept on saying that they had encountered ghosts of clawed monsters, but their looks were not really terrified. Some occasional injuries were left by the knife weapon.

They are lying.

At this moment, with a bang, the main entrance of the inn was kicked open, and you saw the ‘Madman ‘Lu Kuang of Inquiring Sword Sect Purple Garment South Institute, blood, holding a long blade in his hand and stumbling in.

Peng~!

Lu Kuang put a bloody parcel on a square table, sat down with a long blade, gasped with a big mouth, completely ignored the eyes of others, and waited until the breath was a little smoother. He suddenly looked up and laughed. :’happy! It’s really amazing to kill! ‘

This laugh, the muscles touched the wound, and the watery blood cracked out of the crack, making him feel like climbing out of the Blood Pond.

I don’t know why, seeing this scene of Lu Kuang evil spirit, Sun Fei suddenly felt that the ‘Madman’ of the Purple Garment South Institute really did not bear the word ‘mad’, although until now this person and own did not deal with it, but It has always been on the bright side, and it is definitely not insidious from the back. Compared with Lu Pengfei, the little man does not know how many times stronger.

“Hey? Isn’t that the Silver Gauntlet of Peace and Security City Martial Artist Protector Wang Zhijiang? How can it be in the hands of this bloody purple clothes teenager?”

A Loose Cultivator Martial Artist suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at him.

But seeing Lu Kuang throwing the parcels on the table, the things inside are scattered, they are all high-quality weapons with blood, including one or two low level Profound Item, and some well-defined secret book. Booklet and Profound Crystal Stone, which shines with rays of light, are good treats.

“That’s… Blue River City He Jun’s Lost Profound Item Bow of Retroflection!”

“Wang Rong’s Grand War Blade, one of the Earth Gate City Martial Artist Protectors!”

“There are three middle-grade Profound Crystal Stones from Four-sided City Sun Fei…”

Everyone looked at the pile of bloody treasures on the square table, and the eyes showed greedy light. Everyone worked hard to come to this weird antiquity ruins. Isn’t it just for wealth to find treasure? If the things on the square table are owned by the eyes, then this is even more developed.

Among the unconsciously, some people, especially the Loose Cultivators who talked loudly in the hall, were quiet, looking at the pile of treats, and even breathing.

Suddenly, some people’s eyes slid and turned, thinking of something, and starting a crime, a pair of righteous indignation filled the ground: “You killed Sun Fei, He Jun? They are too mean, and they are both Human Race Martial Artist, you actually swear by others. Wealth, killing people and winning treasures?”

“Yeah, it’s shameless! Kill the same race, damn it!”

“Hey, kill so many similar races, actually dare to come back, really arrogant!”

“Everyone went together and slaughtered the base and shameless homicidal maniac!”

“That is, to deal with this shameless villain, do not have to say anything moral, everyone together!”

More and more Loose Cultivators stood up in anger, murderous aura, sneering towards ‘Madman’ Lu Kuang, and each and everyone looked sullen, to preside over the dead Human Race Loose Cultivator.

“Ha, ha ha ha ha ha …” ‘Madman’ looks the same, he clearly has been extremely injured, black lips, because of excessive blood loss, resulting in a thin face, but not afraid, but the sky haha Laughed: “A group of clay chickens and pottery dogs, the Taoist generation, the mouth is good, I am! Not for the tears in front of father?”

In the tone of voice, it is a disdainful meaning. In one sentence, it breaks through the mystery.

Loose Cultivator’s face suddenly changed, flying into a rage out of humiliation, anger from the heart, evil to the gallbladder!

“kill him!”

In the roar of anger, Loose Cultivator clang clang clang pulled out the weapon and surrounded Lu Kuang in the middle.

Next, the variants of Inquiring Sword Sect, such as Lin Xin, Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao, have all appeared at this time, watching the changes.

To be honest, the same as Inquiring Sword Sect’s discipline, they are naturally psychologically biased towards Lu Kuang, but if Lu Kuang really kills Human Race and gets the bloody treasure, then he has a loss. Everyone is not good at helping, so they are waiting for Lu Kuang to argue for own.

But Lu Kuang was only cold-eyed on the Inquiring Sword Sect companions, refused to defend, and refused to ask for help.

His back is straight as a long sword, sneering and sitting on a bench, fresh blood runs down his arm on the long blade, and along the slash of the long blade, drips on the ground and forms on the bluestone floor. A gradually expanding bloody.

“Slaughter him!” A Loose Cultivator held a long blade.

Lu Kuang wants to block the knife, but because the injury is too heavy, the arm is lifted half, the fresh blood is cracked, and the snoring sounds can no longer be lifted. Lu Kuang pair of eyes is round and glaring at the Loose Cultivator, as if I have to see with my own eyes that the long blade is cut on the neck of own…

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Thank you for the house god, for you, Yhl crazy, the little rookie morning star, peak, Martial Saint.

The knife struggled for the red ticket, and the brothers and sisters supported me.