Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 224

[Chapter 224 Give me Brother Guo’s funeral]

There has never been a moment like now, Ding Hao has the urge to draw his sword to kill.

Guo Nu kept his mouth shut about this matter, but raised his head and laughed loudly: “I never imagined that Guo Nu would be alone all his life…before I die…but I can get to know a talented young man, hahahaha, hahaha, Live up to this life… Live up to this life!”

The laughter affected all the injuries, and the blood splashed like a fountain, dyeing the white snow and Ding Hao’s gown red.

The laughter fell, Guo Nu had a smile on his face and passed away.

When Ding Hao wanted to rescue again, he was already powerless.

“Brother Guo, you don’t want to say who the enemy is? Are you worried about causing trouble for me?” Ding Hao sighed, “Unfortunately, from the injury on your body and the damaged profound energy left in your body, I have already seen that it must be Qingping. People from the academy, right? Don’t worry, no matter who they are, I will make them pay the price in blood!”

After speaking, Ding Hao stood up and let out a mournful whistle.

The whistling sound was like an arrow breaking through the air, endlessly, echoing between the mountains, forests and snowfields.

Ding Hao dug a big hole in the ground with a long blood-colored sword with a dragon pattern, and then used the profound energy of profound frost to move the white snow on the ground to cast an ice coffin, and put Guo Nu’s body in it before burying it in the ground.

Guo Nu’s long sword was inserted in front of the tomb as a tombstone.

Ding Hao used the rust sword as a pen, and carved a line of words on it!

“The great hero, the tomb of Guo’s anger in Gudi Village! Ask the Sword Sect Ding Haoli.”

After doing all this, Ding Hao’s blue shirt was stained with blood, and he carefully inspected the surroundings for a while, and discerned a line of footprints that was almost covered by the vast snow.

No one would have thought that Guo Nu’s death would have an impact on Ding Hao’s worldview in this icy world.

As a result, when many books of later generations recorded the deeds of “Sword God Emperor” Ding Hao, they could not avoid the introduction and praise of Guo Nu, a small person who should have been wiped out in the endless continent.

About two kilometers away.

On a snowy hill.

The group of Qingping College is enjoying the snow scenery leisurely.

“Junior Sister Xian’er, it’s almost time, we should go back, this time such a big thing happened in the ancient ruins, the elders of the sect must be very anxious.” A disciple from the inner courtyard of Qingping College said with a flattering smile.

The silver-haired girl giggled and said, “Go back? What are you going to do? It’s the first heavy snow this year, and I still have to have fun. Hehe, thinking about that big loose cultivator makes me laugh. I thought he was some kind of tough guy. He also knelt down and begged for mercy, bah, I knew that I would kill him with a sword from the beginning, but I wasted so much time!”

“Haha, in front of Junior Sister Xian’er’s methods, even the Iron Man would have to ask for mercy, let alone a lowly Loose Cultivator!” Another inner court disciple complimented.

“Yes, it is his honor to die under your sword, Junior Sister Xian’er!”

“It’s still Junior Sister Xian’er, you are merciful, and you will end him so soon. If it were me, I would have to torture him alive for ten days and ten nights. Hmph, you dare to support that darn bastard Ding Hao, he deserves his bad luck.”

The disciples of Qingping Academy flattered.

Obviously, although this silver-haired girl Lu Xian’er had average strength, her status was extremely high, so in addition to these outer court disciples, even the two inner court disciples were polite to her and slapped her beard.

The silver-haired girl giggled proudly.

“That little bastard named Ding Hao, sooner or later, I want him to be unable to survive or die.” Lu Xian’er gritted her teeth and smiled.

at this time–

“Really? I’m afraid you won’t have such a day!”

A clear voice, with boundless chill and murderous intent, rang in the ears of everyone in Qingping Academy.

Lu Xian’er’s complexion changed, and the others felt tight in their hearts for no reason. They only felt that a flower in front of them, a figure in a blue shirt with blood, suddenly appeared 100 meters away, flickering step by step, and after ten steps, it was already close.

“Ding Hao!” Lu Xian’er gritted her teeth and called out the name from the depths of her throat.

“Huh? This little white face is Ding Hao? It’s not like he has three heads and six arms, so he dares to challenge Uncle Tianyang? I really don’t know whether to live or die!” Boy, are you out of your mind? You actually thought of becoming famous by challenging our Tianyang Senior Brother?”

Challenge to become famous master, for many unknown martial artists, is a fastest way to become famous.

Ding Hao didn’t even look at him, he stared at the silver-haired girl Lu Xian’er, and said word by word, “You killed Guo Nu?”

“Guo Nu? Who is Guo Nu?” Lu Xian’er smiled disapprovingly, then seemed to remember something, and said with a smile, “Oh, you mean that stupid big, low-level loose cultivator? Yes, I killed him, What? He’s your friend? It’s a pity, you came late and didn’t see a good show.”

Ding Hao’s heart was boiling with killing intent, he slowly approached, and said, “A good show?”

“Giggle, of course it’s a good show, you didn’t see that your friend, his whole body was shattered by our swords and swords, and he didn’t see him abandoning the glory of the martial artist and kneeling on my side in order to survive. In front of you, a wonderful scene of pleading.” Lu Xian’er smiled viciously: “How about it, do you regret it?”

She was fearless.

Not only because she had two powerful inner court disciples who had entered the warrior realm, but also because she did not believe that in such an environment, Ding Hao dared to treat the disciples of Qingping College, not to mention her identity, she was How noble.

Lu Xian’er said this to stimulate Ding Hao and appreciate Ding Hao’s painful but helpless expression.

“By the way, look, how is this long knife?” Lu Xian’er took out a damaged giant meteorite long knife from the storage ring, and said with a more serious smile: “Your good brother from the ancient Zongmen ruins The rubbish I got, that coward and coward, gave it to me when he begged so hard for his life…”

Ding Hao took a deep breath and his face became colder.

“The green bamboo snake’s mouth and the wasp’s tail are not poisonous, and they are the most poisonous to women’s hearts! Today, I believe this sentence, bitch, since you admit it, then you will be buried with Brother Guo today! ”

The voice did not fall.

Ding Hao probed into the void with both hands, and a ray of light flashed. The dragon-patterned sword in his left hand and the half-rusted sword in his right hand were full of energy, surrounded by crystal ice and snowflakes.

With the killing intent rolling in his heart, Ding Hao decided to fight quickly and use both swords and swords!

“Ha? Ahahaha…” The inner disciple of Qingping Academy laughed in disdain, “Let us be buried with you? Are you alone? Haha, this is the best joke I’ve ever heard…”