Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Although killing you is not an interesting thing, but today, Jian Buping, you are really dead.” The mysterious man sneered, facing the sultry sword light, just waved his hand, like driving the flies common .

The next moment of the electric stone fire –

Ding~!

A crisp sound, the resplendent sword light, which is like the lightning common common, was directly drawn.

Wū wū wū !

The sound of the piercing sound of the roaring sounded, the sword light flew back and landed on the top of Jian Buping’s head, but it was a silver sword with a length of only half a meter. The brilliance circulated and still trembled continuously.

“Who are you in the end?”

Feel the terrible remaining energy from the Silver Sword, and the sound of Jian Buping has become dignified.

He suddenly felt that this person was a little familiar.

“I am… the one who killed you!” The mysterious man suddenly raised one’s head, and the sharp gaze was like a lightning cut through Dark.

The mysterious man disappeared in the same place without waiting for everyone to see his face.

“Well? Not good… [Silver Dragon Unbreakable Protection Body]!” Jian Buping leaps in the heart, a dangerous feeling that has never been seen before, his figure blasts, and the silver sword on his head madly rotates around the body. , illusion of a silver’s protective barrier, protecting him as a whole.

but–

Ding~!

The silver little sword once again uttered a whining, and it was static from the moment of high-speed operation, and then turned into a chilly manglet directly.

The [Silver Dragon Unbreakable Protection Body] that hangs over the edge of the Jian Buping body suddenly disappears.

The figure of the mysterious man, the teleport common appeared in front of him, the two almost close to each other, and everything suddenly stood still.

From the move to the silence, everything is only a moment.

It’s almost impossible for everyone to understand what happened.

In addition to Jian Buping.

“You…” Jian Buping looked down incredibly, saw the chest of his own, didn’t know when, there was a hole in the thickness of his finger, and he was throwing out fresh blood little by little, a touch of cold frost frost, in The surrounding of the cave was filled, and the chill of the bones instantly filled his body.

He couldn’t believe that he was actually in the sword.

One stroke is defeated.

“You are… yes… you… Ding…” Vitality vanished from the body, Jian Buping’s gaze, saw the sword in the hands of the mysterious man, a rusty, covered with scarlet-red The rusted sword of the scar finally recognizes the true identity of the mysterious person.

Ding Hao !

Ding Hao, who should have died on the ice cliff.

“It’s me.” Mysterious man raise one’s head.

Under the sunshine, black under the messy long hair, a face of Yingying, it is Ding Hao.

“This…can’t…you are not…already…” Jian Buping’s body was swaying, beginning standing unsteadily, his eyes were horrified and unbelievable, wondering why, at this moment, he remembered Just now, the Hunter boy who was in his eyes was like an ant common.

Ding Hao will not die!

Could it be that this Ding Hao, is it really killing?

“Why…for…” Jian Buping had been difficult to stand, and the unprecedented fatigue made him slowly fall to the ground. In the eyes of others, it seemed like he was kneeling in front of the mysterious person.

Ding Hao understands his doubts.

Five months ago, in front of Jian Buping, the owner had no power to fight back.

After five months, own can be an instant kill opponent.

Such a huge gap made Jian Buping feel shocked and confused. Why is this? In the last moments of life, this is the only answer he wants to know.

Ding Hao didn’t talk, turned and walked toward Zhang Fan and Fang Tianyi.

He certainly can’t tell Jian Buping that he is now a double veins 3 acupoint Great Martial Master Realm, and he won’t tell him, let alone the Great Martial Master, even the Innate Martial Ancestor middle-stage, facing the own [Battle ‘Art 】I Am Invincible in the twelve gods, it is absolutely difficult to escape.

For the Martial Artist, which has been degraded by Jian Buping, Ding Hao has no good feelings.

Take your doubts and go to hell.

……

“Ding… Ding Hao…”

“Ding…Senior Brother, you…”

All the surrounding Inquiring Sword Sect disciple were stunned.

Everyone feels like dreaming. I never imagined that this mysterious person who is powerful to incomparable is actually Ding Hao who has been missing 6-May months, and the former [Cyan Garment East Institute First Sword].

That legend, the miracle boy, is back?

Once I got back, I quickly killed Jian Buping of Great Martial Master perfect realm.

This is ……King is coming back?

Especially Tian Heng and Zhang Wenzhao, simply is trembling with fear.

Ding Hao is a respected idol of many people. It is also a nightmare for many people, especially those who follow Lu Pengfei like them. The last thing they want to see is the return of the old Talent.

After the Heavenly Truth Store, everyone understands what character Ding Hao is.

He is the best friend and the most terrible enemy.

For the enemy, Ding Hao never has any kindness and mercy.

Tian Heng and Zhang Wenzhao and others did not even dare to run away.

I don’t know who was the first one to sneak in the place. Soon all the people who participated in the siege to kill Zhang Fan were trembling with fear, including the Tian Heng and Zhang Wenzhao, which were very arrogant before. The prisoners waiting for the trial are the same.

“Go, let’s not kill you today, go back and tell Lu Pengfei, I am back, let him wash his neck and wait for me.”

Ding Hao didn’t look at these people, and he waved his hands impatiently.

“No…we…Senior Brother Ding, we are all forced, please forgive us, we are willing to follow you, we…” elegant swordsman Zhang Wenzhao When the eyeballs turn, they immediately see the wind and the rudder.

Everyone can see that the terrifying power that Ding Hao just showed, once returned to Sect, Lu Pengfei is definitely not an opposite.

“I don’t want to say second time… Roll!” Ding Hao’s head also Buhui’s backhand wave, a majestic force poured out, Zhang Wenzhao and Tian Heng and others, just like rolling the bottle gourd common rolled out.

“Tell Lu Pengfei, I give him a preparation time, let him make all the things he can do, I will let him, die convinced orally!”

Ding Hao is authentic.

Zhang Wenzhao struggled to get up, his face was red and white, and he bite his teeth with resentment. He turned and walked away, like a rushing funeral dog common.

……

Therefore, there are only three people in the Hutong, Ding Hao, Zhang Fan and Fang Tianyi.

The afterglow of sunset, slanting in from the distant alley mouth, illuminates the three young people and pulls their shadows long and long.

Until this time, Zhang Fan and Fang Tianyi, there is something unbelievable, and Senior Brother Ding will appear here.

Just standing quietly, after a long while, the faces of the three people showed a smile.