Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 154

[Chapter 154 The ultimate move is vulnerable]

“It’s over!” Yuan Tiangang roared.

This is the outburst of his strongest form.

He seemed to have seen the scene where this annoying opponent was finally destroyed by him.

The disciples in the surrounding Qingshan East Court were also shocked by the terrifyingness of this move.

The low-level swordsmanship that has reached the pinnacle of the Six Apertures Martial Apprentice Realm faintly contains the power of the Yin evil bloodline. The phantom of the “flaming blood poisonous python” in the air is like a real substance, captivating and captivating. They are just watching the battle from a distance. , already felt dizzy and fainted.

Can Senior Brother Ding Hao resist such a super-level killing move?

“Not good!” Li Lan’s face changed greatly, her figure flickered, and electricity shot out. The strongest ultimate move in the “Jade-colored Allure Palm Technique” was ready to explode to rescue Ding Hao.

No one believed that under such a perverted move, Ding Hao could remain undefeated.

However–

ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!

The sound of tearing cloth in the air became more and more high-pitched.

Suddenly, a strange force erupted from Ding Hao’s sword-holding arm, and the blue shirt on his right arm was shattered by an invisible force from the inside out, turning into a ragged butterfly.

And the rusty sword in his right hand suddenly burst out with a layer of soft silver halo, quiet and peaceful, lightly drawn in the air with a contradictory vision that combines slow and sudden.

This is the second trick of “Dragon King Lishui Sword”, “Shenlong Jingkong”.

The sword light seemed to be like lightning piercing the dark night.

The rusty sword gently broke the bloody majestic swordsmanship momentum inspired by Yuan Tiangang.

It also cut through the phantom of the ancient mythical beast “Flaming Blood Poison Python”.

He sucked in the cold air, his eyes shattered.

Everyone was confused, how could this happen? It was as if Yuan Tiangang’s “Blast Lightning Blade Technique”, which burst out with all his strength with “Yin Demon Flame Blood”, was just an illusory bubble that was lightly touched, It was completely shattered beautifully.

In almost everyone’s heart, an unreal illusion rose in an instant, and there was a kind of funny after being deceived.

Could it be that the shock wave that is full of evil spirits and is close to the peak of the six-orifice martial artist, and the ghostly shadow of the “flaming blood poisonous python”, are all just childish tricks?

Li Lanfei shot to half of his body and froze in place.

I don’t know if it’s because of excitement or surprise, and I tremble slightly.

“Is that… Sword Intent?” he asked himself in his heart.

“No, it’s not the Sword Intent yet, it’s still just a little bit of the Sword Intent flavor, it’s still in the stage of imitation, but compared to this morning, when Ding Hao first used it in the courtyard, he has made progress. It’s enough to crack Yuan Tiangang’s bloodline killer move that also has its own shape!”

Li Lan looked at Ding Hao with complicated eyes, and couldn’t help being shocked by this young man’s terrifying comprehension and talent.

“He has been improving all the time, and every second is improving terribly. Maybe, after three years, he can really be qualified to face Mu Tianyang head-on?”

“Ah…” Yuan Tiangang had a ghostly expression on his face, was hit by an invisible force, and flew out with a scream.

This scream made everyone suddenly wake up from the sluggishness, only to realize that the battle did not seem to be completely over.

But it’s almost the end of it all.

Because after Ding Hao broke the enemy with his sword, he did not hesitate at all. The word “smoke” broke out, and his body turned into a lightning bolt. He quickly caught up with Yuan Tiangang, who was flying upside down. stomped on the latter’s face.

boom!

The huge inertia caused Yuan Tiangang to land on the ground first, his head wrapped in bloodline profound energy smashed a stone chair, and cracked the ground like a spider web.

The overflowing strong wind whipped up a cloud of dust, like a raging wave, drowning the figures of the two.

After a while, the dust dissipated.

The two figures gradually became clear.

Ding Hao’s feet were still stepping on Yuan Tiangang’s face.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the soles of the dusty feet stomped down the handsome face of the once arrogant bloodline warrior genius, almost deforming it.

The battle completely lost its suspense at this moment.

From start to finish, it only took four or five minutes, but the whole process was full of ups and downs.

The disciples of the Qingshan East Academy who were in extreme shock were dumbfounded. Seeing Ding Hao stepping on Yuan Tiangang’s figure, they only felt as if they were facing an invincible god of war. Something is about to explode, and even the blood in the veins will burn.

The black mole boy Wang Yong and his two companions turned pale with fright.

The three of them had their knees trembling, their lips trembling, and they almost knelt down on the spot.

Senior Brother Yuan… actually lost?

And also defeated so vulnerable, so humiliating?

This is impossible!

Why is this happening?

How could an ordinary disciple defeat a blood disciple who was favored by God?

You must know that even if ordinary disciples occasionally defeated bloodline disciples in the past, it was only on the premise that the strength of ordinary disciples was much higher than that of bloodline disciples by at least four small realms. Otherwise, the innate advantages of bloodline disciples were simply unshakable.

And today, that myth is busted!

Looking at Yuan Tiangang who was trampled under their feet, Wang Yong and the three only felt that their faces and pride were all trampled under their feet. When they looked at Ding Hao again, an unprecedented fear hit their souls, and the chill was chilling. It was produced involuntarily from the tail vertebra and rushed straight to the forehead, as if even the heavenly lid was about to be lifted off.

Ding Hao had no intention of moving his feet away from Yuan Tiangang’s face, and looked down at him like a dead dog.

“Ahhhh, no, I won’t admit defeat, Ding Hao, I won’t admit defeat to a lowly named disciple, you can humiliate me, but don’t want me to beg for mercy.” Yuan Tiangang frantically twisted his body, his hands Pushed to the ground, trying to struggle up.

“God gave you blood, but did not give you the humility of a strong man. Today, as an ordinary disciple, I smash the bullshit superiority of you, the so-called blood warrior disciples, to let you understand that talent is not The only one, who is also a disciple of Wen Jianzong, I won’t kill you, if you don’t agree, you can still fight in the future!”

Ding Hao’s words were loud and clear.

All the disciples in the East Green Shirt felt their blood boiled. Their confidence, which had been hit to a low point, was also rekindled by Ding Hao’s words at this moment. Yes, talent is not the only one.

Yuan Tiangang struggled like a madman, but he couldn’t get rid of the foot on his face.

His eyes burst into sinister rage, staring fiercely at Ding Hao, ashamed and angry, he opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow.