Supreme Emperor of Swords

Updated: 2013-08-17

“How is it possible? I actually got Ding Hao? Damn, how could my luck become so bad? Could it be that Ding Hao can restrain my luck?”

Little Fatty is very depressed.

Almost everyone has reached a consensus –

Today’s Ding Hao is invincible. Instead of spending strength with Ding Hao, it is better to enter the loser group and look for opportunities again.

Time flies in a fierce competition.

In the twinkling of an eye, six days passed.

I don’t know who is the first to spread. The contract between Ding Hao and Li Muyun has renewed the attention of everyone.

Many people think of it. In the first First Five Institutes Great Competition, Li Muyun swept all the opponent in King’s position. Only when facing Ding Hao, couldn’t crack Ding Hao’s [Closed Door Politely] Declining Visitors Style], the proud and conceited Li Muyun throws a long sword and voluntarily retires.

At that time, there was a sword contract between the two, and Li Muyun vowed to fight [Closed Door Politely Declining Visitors Sword Style].

Now that a year has passed, whether Li Muyun or Ding Hao, the strength of both of them has grown by leaps and bounds. If they confront each other again, who will laugh at the end?

This matchup was getting hotter and hotter.

Near the last day, the results of the draw were announced, and Li Muyun and Ding Hao, two recognized favourites, finally met in the semi-finals.

On the giant viewing platform in the distance, including Sect Master Li Jianyi’s inner Sect inside and outside the heads of the brain, one after another appeared.

In accordance with the tradition of Inquiring Sword Sect, in order to express the importance of Registered Disciple, every end of the year big examination, Sect Master and Six Summits Six Seats Leader must be present.

Li Jianyi took the White Garment like a snow, looks handsome and elegant, sitting in the main seat with awe-inspiring attitude. His side is the six peaks including Summit Lord Luo, and other powerful powers of Inquiring Sword Sect.

The giants who are not interested in mundane affairs on weekdays, are also whispering about this upcoming competition. In the Inquiring Sword Sect, it is not a high-level black belly man Wang Juefeng. I don’t know why, It also rarely appears on the seat of the viewing platform, and the position is still relatively high.

In the Martial Field, there are people around the duena area, and there is nowhere to go.

Registered Disciple Five Institutes, each of which is called the Expert, appears almost in the crowd, and they are not willing to miss such a high-end showdown that is truly Registered Disciple.

The black-pressed head seems to be a black countercurrent common, surrounded by a strange silence.

Everyone breathed their breath and fixedly looked at the two peerless grace and elegance on the arena, for fear of missing any of their actions, any words.

On arena.

“Our showdown seems to be a little earlier than expected.” Li Muyun King’s face, with a faint smile on his face, has an admirable demeanor.

Ding Hao knows what he meant by this sentence.

Li Muyun is such a proud and conceited person. He wanted to meet own in the final arena, so that he can defeat the old enemy in the face of everyone, step on the corpse of own, and step on the Throne of the First Institute. With a hearty final victory, save the first time without the regret of the Great Competition, and then engrave his name, Eternal, at the top of the Registered Disciple list.

“Is it? Unfortunately, in my opinion, the semi-final and the final are no different, because the person who won the final must be me.” Ding Hao’s gaze, passing over Li Muyun’s right hand’s wrist and chest, slightly frowning head.

“You have become sharper than before.” Li Muyun’s right hand slowly hangs out of the sleeve, gently gripping it, and a handle is formed by a purple deep qi condensed flame long sword slowly, scattering the amazing Metal texture.

Profound Qi Like A Blade !

This is the symbol of the Great Martial Master Realm, profound qi can condense the blade and armor.

Purple’s flame is burning, filled with a strange and noble atmosphere. Ding Hao’s eyes are more full of doubts. Could it be that I really guessed wrong, the Bronze Grimace Mask who controls the scarlet-red flame is not Li Muyun. Incarnation?

“Take out all your strength, a Profound Qi Divine Armament, not enough to defeat me.”

Ding Hao said, the air around him swayed a string of transparent cymbals, four pure-silver cold Frost God soldiers, as if crossed over time and space came to common, slowly emerged, guarded by Ding Hao’s side, in the sunshine The glare is glare under the illumination.

Cold qi masterpiece in the air, like an instant from the early spring at the winter.

There was an unstoppable exclamation in the crowd.

Between the thoughts, the profound qi condensed into the armor armor. For countless Registered Disciple, simply is the existence of the mythical common. I can’t think of this in the same generation of the old people.

The Great Martial Master Realm in the legend [Profound Qi Like A Blade] finally appeared in front of them.

Li Muyun looked at the four-handed cold ice giant sword floating around Ding Hao, and then looked at the somewhat unique purple flame long sword in his hand. He smiled proudly and said: “Many times, the number does not necessarily determine the outcome.”

Ding Hao’s mouth appeared in a curve and waved his hand.

call out!

The four-handed cold ice giant sword burst out at the same time, like four flowing light, with endless cold qi and killing intent, sprinkling the entire sky sword net, and smashing toward Li Muyun.

Li Muyun smiled and the figure disappeared and disappeared instantly.

Peng~ peng~ peng~ peng~ !

Four consecutive bursts of sound came out, like a transparent ice bank hidden in the void was smashed, a piece of silver Ice Block suddenly sputtered, with sparks mixed with purple flame, a white and purple fog Spread in all directions.

The four-handed ice sword was instantly smashed by Li Muyun’s purple flame sword.

The next moment, Li Muyun’s figure, quietly appeared in the 6-May sky above Ding Hao’s head, stagnation in a pose similar to Vajra Little Foolish [Sunken Knee Kill].

His complexion is solemn, his mouth is full of words, his hands are holding a purple flame long sword, and his body is full of endless flames, sweeping the world, infused in the sword of purple.

Purple long sword has changed.

Instantly expanded dozens of times, more than 20 meters long, five meters wide, purple flame lingering over the sword edge, like a magic flame, with a breathtaking power, as if you just look at this magic flame, So Soul will be burned.

Most of the spectators around, had to choose to close their eyes at this moment.

This giant sword is so huge that the master of Li Muyun is as small as an ant in front of the giant sword, and simply can be ignored.

This is obviously a terrible battle skill.

“Burning World’s Flame ・斩!”

Li Muyun shouted like War God common, who controlled the power of the antiquity, and his arm sank. The purple demonic flame giant sword slammed into Ding Hao.

A clear air wave visible to the naked eye, separated sharply on both sides of the huge sword edge.

It seems that the sky blade plows the space wall barrier.