Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 223

[Chapter 223 The coward who is afraid of death]

“Well?” The silver-haired girl was also stunned, “I actually knelt down? Gluck, hahahaha, I actually knelt down! Big man, so you are afraid of death? Hahaha, this is so ironic, I thought you He is a man with strong bones, it turns out that you are also afraid of death, you will kneel and beg for mercy, everyone, look, this coward, as a warrior, he actually knelt down!”

Everyone in Qingping Academy laughed.

No one saw Guo Nu, who was kneeling on the ground, with a line of hot tears in his eyes, which slowly flowed down.

His fists were clenched tightly together.

The silver-haired girl laughed enough, and then slowly came to Guo Nu, shook her head and said, with a vicious and bright smile on her face: “It’s a pity, if you keep going hard, maybe I’ll let it go. You, why are you a coward who is afraid of death, a person like you is superfluous to live in the world, why don’t you die!”

The voice did not fall.

The long sword in her hand crossed a sword light, mercilessly piercing Guo Nu’s chest.

“Let’s go.” The silver-haired girl pulled out her long sword and took the disciples of Qingping Academy, turned and left, and walked away.

In the snow field, a red light flashed.

Ding Hao’s figure appeared.

“I le, I was almost sucked into a fuck!”

Ding Hao gasped for breath. In order to teleport everyone in the ruins, under the guidance of Dao Zu, he ventured to activate the “Ghost Ghost Nether Illusory Formation”, almost consuming all his strength, and finally succeeded reluctantly. Before the ancient ruins completely collapsed, he also teleported himself out.

Boom!

Tremors like earthquakes came from a distance, and the snow-white ground collapsed downward, exposing black-brown rock faults, and waves of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the terrifying shaking was felt for hundreds of miles.

The ancient Zongmen ruins finally completely collapsed.

The yin and yang that have been destroyed, the “Yin and Yang”, as well as the “ghost and ghost formation”, the ancient temple, the battlefield of the saints, and the yin and yang altar… All the secrets about this ancient Zongmen site are thoroughly It was hidden underground, and no one will ever find it again, and no one will ever know what Ding Hao got here.

This should be the best ending.

Ding Hao sat cross-legged in the snow, adjusted his breath for a moment, and regained his strength. Only then did he identify the direction and walked towards the hillside where the crowd gathered a few days ago.

The little cute cat fell asleep groggyly, curled up in Ding Hao’s arms.

Due to the random teleportation, Ding Hao walked all the way, but he didn’t see anyone else appearing, and he didn’t know where the black-bellied man Wang Juefeng and others were teleported to.

Sudden–

“Huh? This is…”

When Ding Hao saw the front, there was a large dazzling bloodstain.

He was startled, his figure flashed, he came closer, took a closer look, and suddenly exclaimed, a burly body with blood and flesh was lying in the snow, with a giant long knife stuck to one side… that was him The giant sword of a new friend, Guo Nu.

An ominous feeling instantly enveloped Ding Hao’s mind.

He picked up the body that still had the warmth on his body, carefully identified it, and finally completely determined that this extremely miserable and bloody body was Guo Nu.

“En? There’s still a pulse?” Ding Hao suddenly found that there were signs of life in his arms. He was mad with surprise, and immediately poured in a steady stream of profound energy to try to save Guo Nu’s life.

Soon, Ding Hao’s efforts paid off.

“Huh…” Guo Nu, who was in a coma, let out a breath of hot air.

Ding Hao was overjoyed and continued to input profound energy. While taking out a drop of the milky white mysterious liquid obtained from the abyss cave in the garbage area of Wen Jianzong, it dropped into Guo Nu’s mouth.

“I…still…alive? I…you…Brother Ding…is that you?” Guo was furious, struggling to open his eyes and saw Ding Hao.

“Brother Guo, don’t talk, don’t worry, I will definitely save you, I will definitely save you.” Ding Hao said loudly.

Guo Nu was the first friend he met outside of the Swordsman Sect. Since crossing the border, Ding Hao has cherished every friend he met in this icy world, not to mention Guo Nu, a straightforward and rough man, who is also very Temper to Ding Hao.

Who would have known that a friend who had only known each other for less than three or four days would suffer such misfortune.

“Ding…Brother Ding…you…don’t waste your profound energy, I…I can’t do it anymore.” Guo’s angry mouth spurted a stream of blood, which was mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Ding Hao felt a chill in his heart.

The injury is too serious… I’m afraid I won’t come.

With a faint smile on Guo Nu’s face, he said with anger: “I can… before I die… see you… God is pitiful… I can’t worry about the people of “Valley Village”… I… I am Where is the only guardian warrior…I’m dead…they can’t survive…through this winter…I…I beg you…”

With tears in his eyes, Ding Hao said loudly, “Brother Guo, don’t worry, from now on, I, Ding Hao, will be the guardian warrior of “Gudi Village”. This winter, “Gudi Village” will never die alone… Okay, don’t Say so much, you won’t die, cheer up.”

As Ding Hao spoke, he took out some milky white mysterious liquid and dripped it into Guo Nu’s mouth.

Who knew that Guo Nu closed his mouth tightly, turned his head and refused: “I…I know my…body…is hopeless…don’t waste…wasting the treasure of genius…ha…haha,” Gu Di Village “With a new guardian warrior like you, I can rest assured… I am Guo anger, just a reckless, vulgar man, a low-level warrior, I can’t think of being able to… get to know Brother Ding, a god like you… God The proud son… in the next life, I will be brothers with Brother Ding!”

Ding Hao grieved in his heart, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Guo Nu is a hopeless loose cultivator who has no hope of marching into the peak of martial arts all his life, but as a martial artist, at the last moment of his life, he still insists on guarding the human village. This kind of plot greatly shocked Ding Hao.

Warriors, protect their own race.

At this moment, this sentence is not empty talk.

Many of the slogans of the ancient covenant that have been forgotten by the talented disciples of the famous sects are still the principles they insist on hard among the lowest-level warriors.

“I don’t have to live in this life, Brother Guo is my good brother in this life.” Ding Hao swiped on the ground with his backhand, three icicles flashing brightly, he supported Guo Nu to sit in front, knelt on his knees, and said, “Today, I am Ding Hao. Just make friends with Big Brother Guo, and you will make a golden orchid.”

After that, Ding Hao saluted three times.

After doing all this, Ding Hao said sternly: “Brother Guo, tell me, who is the murderer, even if Ding Hao chases the ends of the earth, he will find them one by one, and kill them by sword and sword!”