Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 152

[Chapter 152 The Counterattack of the Named Disciples Side by Side]

The voice did not fall.

“Really?” Ding Hao sneered, and his fists suddenly became stronger.

“What?” Yuan Tiangang’s expression changed instantly.

Because a terrifying force that made him tremble, burst out from the opponent’s fist like a flood, and instantly made his wrist go numb, his five fingers stretched out unconsciously, and he could no longer hold Ding Hao’s fist.

boom!

The next moment, the muffled sound of fist hitting the flesh came out.

Yuan Tiangang only felt that his head was hit by a hammer. He could hear the cracking sound of the broken bones on the side of his ear, and a small golden star flew in front of him, and the scene in his sight began to blur.

Then, in his sight, he saw splashes of blood.

He flew out involuntarily.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the disciples of the East Courtyard in Qingshan, they were excited to see a scene of incomparable relief——

Senior Brother Ding Hao’s fist, with the strength of breaking thousands of troops, easily shook Yuan Tiangang’s palm away, and smashed the most arrogant face. It slowly deformed, like a rotten tomato hit by a hammer, the skin trembled with visible ripples, blood spurted out of the mouth, and the arrogant expression on the other half of the face also solidified, gradually turning into horror!

“Ah… poof!”

In the screams, Yuan Tiangang was blasted out by a group like a wooden stake hit by a battering hammer.

At the same time, at the same time—

“what……”

“you……”

“puff……”

The three screams sounded almost simultaneously.

The black mole boy Wang Yong and his two companions, although they exerted their strength to suckle milk, their blood power has not been stimulated, and their strength is ordinary. Without even a single move, they all fell to the ground, looking pale and screaming miserably.

There was a dead silence all around.

Just a face-to-face, Ding Hao and Li Lan actually solved their opponents?

Although Ding Hao and Li Lan are both the pride of Qingshan East Hospital, and it is the first time they have fought side by side, but, you must know that they are high-ranking bloodline disciples, they are so vulnerable, these four guys are not pretending Bar!

“Oh, oh, invincible!”

“Haha, is this the so-called bloodline warrior?”

“it’s so funny!”

All the disciples in the East Court were silent for a moment, and they all jumped up excitedly and cheered.

So relieved!

What bastard bloodline warriors are arrogant and invincible, but in front of Senior Brother Ding and Senior Brother Li, they are not beaten like this and run around like dogs!

At this moment, suddenly, on the opposite side—

“Ding Hao!”

An angry roar like a wounded beast suddenly sounded.

Half of his face was swollen like a broken peach, Yuan Tiangang stood up slowly with his hands on the stone table, the anger in his eyes seemed to be turned into flames, a handsome face, because of injury and anger And become extremely ferocious, like a monster that chooses people and is addicted to it.

“You’re dead! I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you, you lowly bastard!”

Yuan Tiangang trembled with anger, and a faint red mist slowly spread out from his body.

This red mist is not blood.

But gas!

Red profound energy!

Almost in an instant, the half of the battered face recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the red and swollen flesh returned to normal whiteness, and the blood at the corners of the mouth disappeared, as if it had not been punched at all, even the entire body. People’s momentum has skyrocketed!

A mysterious power, in his body, completely changed from dormancy to eruption.

The red flames, like ripples, were centered on his body and spread out in all directions little by little.

Yuan Tiangang’s long robes swelled without wind, his robes rattled, and his hair flew up one by one.

Is this… the power of the bloodline?

horrible!

“Lowly ants, this is my true strength, you anger me, I want you to die!” Yuan Tiangang’s eyes were covered in blood red, he slowly stretched out his hands and grabbed the one around his waist. For the special-shaped machete, slowly pull it out.

Two crescent-like silver-colored drills were instantly imprinted into everyone’s eyes.

The sinister evil spirit radiated from the crescent-like scimitar.

These two scimitars are obviously not ordinary.

This time everyone’s expressions froze, and their expressions suddenly changed from joy to solemnity!

Everyone is a warrior, and you can feel it. At this moment, Yuan Tiangang’s strength has soared more than three times, as if he had changed a person in an instant. Disciple, there is a sense of oppression that can’t breathe, and can’t even raise the fighting spirit.

Is this the power of bloodline warriors?

Is there really an unbridgeable gap between ordinary people and these darlings?

The brilliance in some people’s eyes dimmed.

“Hahaha, you are finished, Senior Brother Yuan Tiangang, he has already stimulated the power of the bloodline the day before yesterday. He is a second-class top-rank “Yinsha Yanxue” bloodline rank. Although he has only awakened one-twentieth, he is also It’s definitely not something you lowly bastards can resist!”

The three of Wang Yong got up, stood behind Yuan Tiangang, and provoked fiercely.

“Especially Ding Hao, and that Lan, who dares to attack us noble bloodline warriors, you are all dead!”

“I’m going to tell the elders of the inner sect, and let the sect take out these two things that you don’t know whether to live or die, haha!”

The explosion of Yuan Tiangang’s blood power made these three guys who were beaten like dogs by Li Lan become arrogant and domineering again. They felt that they were born noble, and they didn’t take ordinary disciples seriously at all.

“Everyone, back off!”

Ding Haoqing snorted and grabbed his right hand in the air. The half-crystal and half-stained rust sword appeared from the storage ring in the palm of his hand.

His expression became serious.

“What if the power of the bloodline breaks out? Well, today I will let you understand that if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you ten times a hundred times a thousand times!”

The long sword pointed obliquely to the ground, and Ding Hao had no fear.

The long black hair fluttered like a waterfall, and in the air, pieces of crystal white beautiful snowflakes condensed silently, dancing around the body like a white elf, and white silver frost spread under his feet.

In this way, he approached Yuan Tiangang step by step with an uncompromising momentum.

Everyone held their breath nervously.

Ordinary disciples, can they really challenge bloodline warriors?

Can the myth of the invincibility of bloodline warriors be broken?

Li Lan’s figure moved slightly, but then stopped. A layer of suet jade-like luster appeared on his white palm. He stood quietly behind Ding Hao, obviously preparing to give support if Ding Hao was defeated. .