Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 102

[Chapter 102 Killing with a Sword]

Dressed in a blue shirt, light armor reflecting the brilliance of the sun, black hair like ink, and a long sword hanging from his waist, Ding Hao is dazzling like an exiled immortal walking in the world. Like a wisp of blue smoke, the figure is indeterminate, and after four flashes, it has already appeared beside Li Yiruo.

Ding Hao had already heard some conversations, and his face was covered with terrifying ice.

It was the first time that Li Yiruo saw such a terrifying expression of murderous intent on the face of Ding Hao, who had always been smiling like a spring breeze.

“Ding Hao?”

“Brother Ding? Brother Ding is here, we are saved!”

“It’s really Senior Brother Ding! Great, great!”

The disciples of Wen Jianzong Sequoia West Court, who had already fallen into despair, immediately cheered uncontrollably when they saw this figure suddenly appearing, as if a drowning person caught a life-saving straw, and became excited.

Who doesn’t know now that Senior Brother Ding Hao is the first person in the Great Competition of the Fifth Academy.

Li Canyang and Xiao Chengxuan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

I don’t know when, Ding Hao gave them the impression that the words “absolutely reliable” were the words “absolutely reliable”. If he appeared today, things might be resolved.

And Little Pepper Li Yiruo didn’t know why, she almost cried at this moment, the thing she dared not to hope for the most, actually happened when she was most desperate, she turned her head away from Ding Hao, but a heart But he couldn’t help but jump up and down.

The handsome young man from Qingping College was keenly aware of all these changes. The clever movement of Ding Hao when he appeared just now made him vigilant in the dark. He looked up and down and frowned, “It’s another question. Sword Sect disciple? Boy, sign up!”

Ding Hao sneered: “A scum like you doesn’t deserve to know Lao Tzu’s name.”

“Ha? Hahahaha…” The handsome young man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed in anger: “Okay, you are crazy, but unfortunately, your arrogance can’t keep you alive. Your limbs are chopped off piece by piece, cooked, and eaten for you.”

What a pervert.

Ding Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense with such a person, he drew his long sword and walked towards the handsome young man.

The tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground. Ding Hao seemed to be walking very casually, but his steps were very rhythmic.

Every time he took a step, his aura rose a lot, and in the blink of an eye, he gave the disciples of Qingping College opposite the illusion that a city wall was collapsing head on.

“Go, kill him.” The handsome young man’s expression changed and he waved.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three silhouettes leaped, sword shadows flickered, and shrouded Ding Hao.

The disciples of Qingping College have absolute confidence in their own identity and strength. They claim to be the largest sect in Selangor. Ding Hao is already a dead man.

but–

call out!

The piercing sound of the sword sounded, and a ray of red light flashed away, like the brightest meteor in the starry night.

The three Qingping Academy disciples fell to the ground, their bodies froze as if they were frozen.

Ding Hao was expressionless, as if he had done something trivial.

He was still approaching slowly, step by step with great rhythm, and the rusty sword pointed obliquely to the ground, walking past the three, treating them as air.

“Gluck cluck…”

At this time, the three disciples of Qingping College who fell on the ground made a sound.

If you can look from the front, you will find that their bodies are stiff in place, all their strength has been taken away, their faces are hopeless and pale, like chickens strangled by their throats, their throats emit strange sounds. Then he swayed and fell to the ground, blood spurting out like a fountain.

Spike?

Kill three people with one sword?

There was a sound of sucking cold air in the air.

“You… you dare to kill them? Little bastard, do you know what you did?” The handsome boy took a long time to react, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Ding Hao flicked his wrist, and a wisp of steaming blood dripped from the tip of the sword, dripping onto the ground, and grinned: “It’s just killing three scumbags, look at you, what a naive question, do you think they are just scumbags? Fell asleep?”

“You… do you know what you are doing? You are dead, the lowly disciple of the Sword Sect, how dare you kill me from Qingping College? You idiot, you are provoking the majesty of Qingping College. Sectarian wars will break out, you are a sinner, and you will die without a place to be buried.”

The handsome young man accused angrily and looked at Ding Hao as if he was looking at a dead man.

“Who stipulated that only the people of Qingping College can kill the disciples of our Ask Sword Sect, and the people of our Ask Sword Sect can’t kill the scum of Qingping College? Besides, in my opinion, I really clean up the scum for Qingping College and protect it. With the reputation of the No. 1 faction in Selangor, Qingping College should thank me even more.”

Ding Hao did not give in an inch, and approached with murderous intent.

Although I don’t know why the two sides drew their swords to face each other before, but from what I witnessed just now, these dozen or so disciples of Qingping Academy can definitely be classified as scumbags.

And for this kind of bullying and timid scum, Ding Hao has always had only one position—

Behead to kill!

What’s more, in the previous battle, some disciples of Wen Jianzong died under their swords.

Blood for blood, and sword for sword!

The blood debt should be paid in blood!

“Damn, let’s go together and kill this lunatic.” The handsome young man knew that he had encountered a lunatic character today, and it was useless to talk about it. He suddenly became cruel, waved his hand, and all the remaining dozen people rushed up.

Ding Hao laughed and rushed forward with his sword.

The word [Smoke] in [Yantao Blurred Art] broke out.

Ding Hao’s figure gave people an unpredictable and erratic feeling. A biting cold air spread out with Ding Hao as the center. In an instant, crystal clear snowflakes and ice slag condensed in the air, whistling all over the sky, like a hidden weapon. shoot out.

During the competition between the five academies, Ding Hao, whose profound energy had only reached the Second Aperture Martial Disciple Realm, could only condense fifty or sixty crystal snowflakes.

Now, Ding Hao, who has reached the perfection of the three orifices of the lower dantian, has inspired a hundred crystal snowflakes.

The crystal snowflakes drew strange arcs in the void, whistling like a bloodthirsty white elf, attacking and killing the disciples of Qingping Academy who rushed over.