Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 457

[Chapter 457 Where did this character come from?]

“Go away!” An arrogant and arrogant voice sounded, berating Tian Neng mercilessly.

Then I heard another snap, and then the tent curtain was rudely opened, and Ai Qing, who was wearing a red robe, walked in with a big thorn and looked down at Ding Hao. , looked at Ding Hao and signaled with helpless eyes that he had stopped or not.

Seeing Tian Neng’s swollen face again, a trace of anger flashed in Ding Hao’s eyes.

These disciples of the [Splitting Heaven Sword Sect] are really arrogant and domineering. They don’t slap people in the face. Tian Neng is also a master of the great master realm. In Fengzhou, he must be the favored son of the sky. To be humiliated like this, it must be Ai Qing deliberately doing this. made.

In that case, don’t blame me for being rude.

Ding Hao thought about it, waved his hand and signaled Tian Neng to go out first.

Ai Qing glanced at Ding Hao, sneered, and sat on the main seat next to her, her eyes clearly showing contempt for the shabby setting in the tent, as if she was examining a prisoner, and said, “Little guy, you have a big shelf. Ah, the dog legs under my command dare to stop me?”

Ding Hao ignored him, and slowly released his consciousness, and found that Ai Qing came alone, and no companions followed.

“It’s so late, what’s the matter with you coming to my tent?” Ding Hao’s attitude was not friendly.

Ai Qing was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing and said: “It seems that a little white face like you is really used to being pampered, and you dare to be so arrogant when you arrive at the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], you don’t know how to write dead words… Boy, I see your hands There are quite a few treasures, how many pieces of [Blood Bone of Heaven and Earth]? Take them out and let me see.”

Ding Hao smiled coldly: “How many treasures do I have in my hands, does it have anything to do with you?”

“It had nothing to do with me originally, but unfortunately since you entered this ancient city military station, it has something to do with me,” Ai Qing’s eyes flashed fiercely: “Honestly hand over your things, and you can leave alive tomorrow, otherwise… … From now on, there will be no more people like you in the world.”

Ding Hao looked up at him with a very calm expression: “Even if I hand over all the [Blood and Bone] in my body, I’m afraid you won’t let me go, right? [Break Heaven Sword Sect] has always had a bad reputation. , but after all, it is a well-known sect in Jianzhou, and it is not in the line of the evil sect. If you are so arrogant, you are naturally afraid that I will publicize it in the future. Therefore, even if I hand over everything on me, you will find an excuse. Kill me and my companions, am I right?”

Ai Qing was slightly taken aback.

He suddenly felt that he underestimated the seemingly confused and sinister little white face in front of him.

But so what?

Strength decides everything, even if you are smart tonight, don’t you have to let me knead?

Thinking of this, Ai Qing simply stopped hiding it, smiled wickedly, and said, “Sometimes, being too smart is not necessarily a good thing, boy, since you can see so clearly, then I will tell you clearly, honestly. Hand over what you have, I’ll give you a treat, otherwise… hehe, it’s not me who scare you, the criminal methods of [Splitting Heaven Sword Sect] are well-known in the entire Jianzhou.”

“You’re right, it’s not a good thing to be too smart,” Ding Hao suddenly smiled and nodded, “But being too stupid is definitely a bad thing, the criminal law of [Splitting the Sky] is not bad for me. I don’t know, but I can tell you that I have at least hundreds of ways to make people survive and die, if you are interested, I can ask you to experience it!”

“What did you say?” Ai Qing was stunned for a moment, and immediately seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed loudly: “Haha, haha, haha, boy, did you take the wrong medicine, or are you burned out? Under such circumstances, how dare you say such a thing to me?”

“Under what circumstances?” Ding Hao joked and sneered: “It’s like you, a smart idiot who is blinded by greed, dares to come to my tent alone, must be for the sole purpose of secretly hiding from other companions, right? It will be delivered to the door automatically, and it will save me from having to do anything more.”

The smile on Ai Qing’s face slowly disappeared.

He finally began to seriously look at Ding Hao.

Under such circumstances, this little white face dared to say such a thing, if he is not a lunatic, then he has really misunderstood.

“Okay, very good, you are courting death yourself, don’t blame me!” Ai Qing’s face showed a ferocious expression, and suddenly he shot, a slap as fast as lightning, like a poisonous snake spitting its core, and directly printed towards Ding Hao’s chest. .

Even under the suppression of the original inscription in the city, this palm is still extremely amazing, even if it is printed on an iron man, it will be smashed to pieces.

It can be seen that Ai Qing is determined to kill.

Ding Hao raised his hand slightly and flicked his finger lightly.

“Ah…” Ai Qing exclaimed, and it happened to be bounced on his wrist. He felt that the whole arm was sore and numb, and lost consciousness. It has such power.

“How’s it going, now you believe it?” Ding Hao looked at him calmly.

Ai Qing gave a strange cry, and his body became violent. With his backhand, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, and with a loud bang, the sword light filled the tent, and it was like a silver training.

Ding Hao secretly praised.

As expected of a famous sword-cultivation sect in Jianzhou, Ai Qing’s swordsmanship is indeed incomparably subtle, not weaker than [Taixuan Asking Swords].

Thinking in his heart, Ding Hao raised his hand slightly and popped out another finger.

Ding!

With a light sound, the chilling sword light in the room stopped abruptly.

Ai Qing looked down at the long sword that had been cut into two pieces in his hand as if he had seen a ghost, as if in a dream.

How is this possible? Yesterday evening outside the city, he observed very carefully. Xiaobai’s face was clearly the master’s primary profound energy cultivation. After entering the city, under the suppression of that invisible force, he should fall to the great martial master and even Martial master realm, but how can he be so strong now?

Is it…

Ai Qing thought of a possibility, and suddenly cold sweat soaked her back.

“You… You deliberately concealed your cultivation level yesterday? Who are you? Are you from [Destroying Sword Sect]?” This arrogant and arrogant disciple of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect just a moment ago had a frightened face. Faceless.

Ding Hao’s heart moved, and he said noncommittally: “How about it, can we sit down and have a good talk now?”

“Yes, yes, what exactly do you want to know?” Ai Qing threw away the long sword in his hand, looking a little dejected, he slowly sat down towards the seat, just as he was about to sit down, his whole body suddenly bounced like lightning , rushed towards the cloth wall of the tent next to him, and wanted to break through the tent and take it out. At the same time, he shouted: “Come on, someone from the Extermination Sword Sect has mixed in…”

pity–

Before he hit the cloth wall, he was suddenly bounced back directly by a force and fell heavily to the ground.

The ground and the four sides of the tent, which were originally normal, suddenly flashed with strange golden patterns without warning, wandering around like beautiful vines, dispersing a strange power, this is a kind of The strange inscription between the original inscription and Ding Hao’s unique Chinese inscription sealed off the entire tent and cut off all the breath inside.

Ai Qing’s face suddenly became desperate.

He knew he was planted.

I didn’t expect that this little white face not only hides his strength so deeply, but is actually a senior inscription master… Such a character, and so young, should be famous, why have I never heard of this number one in the Northern Territory before? Could it be the descendant of [Exterminating Sword Sect] secretly cultivated?

“What do you want to know? Our senior brother Ning is here, you can’t escape…” Ai Qing said resentfully.

“[Heaven’s Mark] Ning Huxiao? I was thinking of meeting him.” Ding Hao deliberately created a secret image, smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter if I can survive from this ancient city military station where your people are everywhere. Run away, believe it or not, I can kill you now if I want.”

Ai Qing felt a cold war in his heart.

He knew very well that Ding Hao was telling the truth.

“Tell me, what do you want to know?” Ai Qing gritted his teeth and made a compromise. He was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

For him, everything went downhill. Before, Ding Hao’s smile was a pitiful and flattering expression in his eyes, but now, this smile is a sign of the devil. He hates himself for being greedy. After actually falling into such a trap, if it destroys the plan of the sect…

Thinking about the consequences, Ai Qing only felt chills.

“I suddenly changed my mind.” Ding Hao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said something in a low voice using voice transmission. Soon the curtain was lifted, and Tian Neng walked in with a vigilant look on his face.

Tian Neng was stunned, and found that the atmosphere in the tent was different from what he had imagined.

He originally thought that Brother Hao called himself in to help, but the situation in front of him was that the arrogant and domineering Ai Qing was sitting on the ground like a defeated cock, while Brother Hao, who he guessed was at a disadvantage, But she still had that calm and calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

“Is the injury on your face okay?” Ding Hao looked up at him.

Tian Neng nodded slightly confused about the situation.

“Do you want to slap him back?” Ding Hao pointed at Ai Qing, who was dejected, and said, “I said, I will give you a chance to pay it back tenfold, and you can slap him as many times as you want, provided that Just don’t kill him.”

Tian Neng looked at Ding Hao blankly, but did not react for a while.

“You… don’t deceive people too much.” Ai Qing’s face was flushed, and the violent humiliation made him so angry that he was about to explode. It was too much, to let such a soft master of the realm slap himself in the face ? This is clearly deliberately humiliating himself.

Ding Hao had a sneering smile on his face: “What? Feeling humiliated? When you beat him, why didn’t you think it was too much of a deception? If you don’t want to suffer this humiliation, then you will kill yourself. I will give you a chance, as long as You are dead, and you will never humiliate your body.”

“I…you…” Ai Qing was stunned, how could he choose to commit suicide, the more greedy a person is, the more afraid of death.

Ding Hao’s smile is like a devil: “Look, I gave you a chance, you are reluctant to die, it seems that you are not a noble and upright swordsman, then stick out your face and honestly let my friends smoke , If you dare to resist, as I said, I have at least a hundred methods in my hands, so that you can’t survive and die.”

Ai Qing gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

A stern look flashed across Tian Neng’s face.

He knew that even if he didn’t smoke Ai Qing today, this arrogant and sinister disciple of the [Splitting Heaven Sword Sect] would never remember his goodness. He thought about the humiliation he had received before, and felt the humiliation that was still coming from his cheeks. Pain, this timid sturdy man gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped him with a merciless slap in the face.

He smoked Ai Qing, not for revenge.

But to show Ding Hao that he will stand firmly on Ding Hao’s side.

Amidst the loud slap, Ai Qing collapsed.

His mental defenses completely collapsed.