Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 212

[Chapter 212 Ding Hao’s Strength]

Ding Hao didn’t say a word, he held his backhand in the void, and the rusty sword was already in his hand.

Most of his skills are on the sword. With the sword in his hand, he has a great momentum. The sword light suddenly blooms in the void, the ice crystals splash, and the sound of the dragon roars. The phantom of the Dragon King’s claws appeared, and a trace of real dragon breath filled the void.

As soon as Ding Hao made a shot, he was the most skilled “Dragon King Lishui Sword”, which showed that he also attached great importance to the opponent in front of him.

The man in the bronze grimace mask pushed out 21 palms in one breath, and the flames of the 21 palm prints continuously hit the claws of the Dragon King’s phantom ice crystals. Amidst a series of terrifying bursts of power, they finally resisted this terrifying sound. Sword Shadow Dragon King’s Claw.

The scorching flames and the bone-piercing ice kept crashing.

One side is the flurry of sparks, and the other side is the splash of ice crystals, forming a rare meteorological spectacle. I saw that the white water mist rose to half, and it was frozen into ice slag again. It melted back into a scorching mist.

A whirlwind caused by the alternation of cold and heat appeared beside the two of them, escaping towards the surroundings.

Everyone at the entrance of the inn was stunned by the fierce battle in front of them.

Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao looked nervously at the two flickering figures, for fear that something would happen to Ding Hao, they both held the hilt of the sword.

In the crowd, Lu Pengfei, who had never appeared before, also appeared, watching the battle nervously.

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The long sword flashed in Ding Hao’s hand, cutting through the long sleeves of the bronze ghost-faced man.

A touch of silver frost immediately spread up his long sleeve, covering his entire right arm in an instant.

The bronze ghost-faced man snorted coldly, his figure burst back, his left palm smeared on his right arm, the flame removed the power of frost attached to it, his hands grabbed in the void, and a pair of odd-shaped machetes appeared at him In his hand, the red flame spread up along his palm, and in the blink of an eye, it spread over the entire blade.

He finally used the weapon.

It is a pair of very rare full moon scimitars.

The next moment, the two figures collided with each other in an instant.

Ding ding ding ding ding!

The sound of the sudden impact of weapons, like a rainstorm pear blossoms blooming in the silent ghosts, is extremely harsh.

Figures flickering, swords and swords shadows, like a dream, like a fantasy and a real thing, it is not clear at all.

At the end, there was only the light of the sword, the silver ice crystals and the red profound fire splashed, and the white mist evaporated, forming a column of air that rose up into the sky, wrapping the figures of the two in it. The specific content of the battle is clear.

The loose cultivators who had almost clashed with Ding Hao before were all stunned.

This is the first time they have seen Ding Hao’s full-strength shot, and it is also the first time they know that this handsome young man has such high strength, they can’t help but be afraid for a while. , I am afraid that without the help of the other disciples of the Sword Sect, Ding Hao alone can kill them all.

Then I thought of Lu Kuang killing more than a dozen loose cultivators alone, and the loose cultivators who were originally dissatisfied with the big sect. At this time, I finally understood the terrible thing about the sect.

Suddenly, there was a muffled groan in the battle circle.

A gleam of blood appeared.

As soon as the figure was touched, the figure was separated, and the bronze ghost-faced figure staggered, and blood spilled from his shoulder, but it was Ding Hao’s rust sword that broke the defense of his full moon sword and stabbed his shoulder.

The bronze ghost-faced man jumped up, flashed on the roof by the street, and flew away in the distance.

Ding Hao’s body flickered and turned into a wisp of blue smoke. It was about to reach the extreme, like an arrow from the string, and he flew after him, chasing after him.

“Senior Brother Ding, don’t chase after the poor bandits!” Murong Yan weaved a voice to stop, and Yu Jueyao wanted to go down to help, but Ding Hao and the bronze ghost-faced man were too fast, waiting for the two girls to just jump on the roof When he looked up, the two of them were nowhere to be seen.

“Two junior sisters, come back first, don’t spread out, Senior Brother Ding’s strength is unfathomable, there will be no danger.” Lin Xin from the Yellow Shirt North Court said loudly.

Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao had no choice but to come back.

“I hope that Senior Brother Ding will not have any accident.”

Ding Hao took the “smoke word formula” to the extreme, like a wisp of elusive blue smoke, chasing after him.

He sensed a very strange aura on this bronze ghost-faced man, which seemed to be somewhat familiar, but extremely unfamiliar, and although this bronze ghost-faced man’s swordsmanship was extremely wonderful, there was a kind of sluggishness between moves. Ding Hao instinctively felt that if he used a long sword, the power would be even greater.

Moreover, although the voice of the bronze ghost-faced man was erratic, it gave Ding Hao a deliberately concealed illusion.

The bronze ghost-faced man is definitely covering up something.

These discoveries made Ding Hao chase down by himself despite the danger.

Ding Hao has confidence in his own strength.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them chased and fled, and they flew out for at least four or five kilometers, flashing and jumping between streets, rooftops, and shops like jumping pills.

Ding Hao’s “Yantao Blurred Tactic” is a very profound mental technique, which has been triggered to the extreme, and is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

However, the Qinggong of the Bronze Ghost Faced Man is also very impressive. Like a ghost, it appears and disappears from time to time.

“Stay with me!”

Ding Hao, who was running, moved in his heart, his wrist flicked, and a few strands of silver light flew out, and the three flying knives appeared in the shape of a zigzag towards the back of the bronze ghost-faced man.

The bronze ghost-faced man turned around and danced with a machete in his hand.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sparks splashed, the metal symphony sounded, and all the flying knives were knocked flying.

Taking advantage of this pause, Ding Hao’s body suddenly exerted strength, and immediately shortened the distance between them by several hundred meters.

opposite.

However, the bronze ghost-faced man no longer ran away, but stood quietly in place.

A strange aura that had never appeared before swirled around his devil-like figure, he released his palms, and the two scimitars fell to the ground, which he threw away, and then his palms flickered coldly, and he made two. A sharp sharp sword.

An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly emerged, causing Ding Hao’s eyelids to jump wildly.

Sure enough, it was replaced by a long sword.

What he used before was really swordsmanship… The reason why he used a machete to show it was to avoid being discovered by others, right? Could it be that among the people before, someone actually knew the Bronze Ghost Faced Man?

“Jie Jie Jie Jie! Heaven has a way, you don’t go, hell has no door, you break in, Ding Hao, your life, stop here!”