Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 546

[Chapter 546]

As soon as Ding Hao waved his hand, a force surged out, wrapping all the pale golden blood on the ground into a ball, refining it a little, and refining some of the impurities in it, then opened his mouth, Swallow them all in your stomach.

This blood can’t be shed in vain.

“Meow? You actually drank your own blood? It’s all on the ground, isn’t it disgusting?” Xie Yue looked at the blood, and jumped her feet to ridicule.

Ding Hao had a dark face, grabbed the fat cat, and beat him again.

“You’ve shed so much blood, why are you still so energetic? By the way, I saw that you were pierced in the heart just now, why didn’t you die?” Xie Yue jumped to Ding Hao’s shoulders and asked curiously. road.

“If you die, I won’t die either.” Ding Hao threw his hand away and shuddered again.

“Meow, I fought with you, you are not allowed to start, look, you have knocked out two bags of meow’s beautiful and lovely forehead…” Xie Yue said angrily.

Ding Hao ignored it.

Thinking of the battle with the phantom Ding Hao just now, he still had some lingering fears at this time.

That illusion is exactly the same as your own fighting power, and it seems to fully understand your own mind. It is like an opponent who knows your every move very well. There is no possibility of victory. The final result is bound to die together. Death and Rebirth], reminded Ding Hao, and let him capture a chance to escape from the illusion.

That knife was deliberately taken by Ding Hao.

Since the illusion is a test, and the simulated illusions are so agile, it means that it has a certain low-level consciousness. Ding Hao deliberately took a knife, and faked death to deceive the illusion Ding Hao. Sure enough, after the faked death, the illusion disappeared, everything disappeared, and it was barely passed. Fantasy test.

Of course, Ding Hao is also a bold artist.

Ding Hao would not dare to take such a risk if it wasn’t for the support of the mysterious realm of the sixth layer of the [Spirit of Victory], which would allow Ding Hao to control his internal organs, move his heart a little bit in an instant, and avoid the blade. The trick is really dangerous and dangerous. When selling flaws, you must be accurate, the part of the knife, the displacement of the heart, the posture of falling down, the amount of blood loss…

All this has to be calculated correctly.

If it was in the past, Ding Hao would definitely not be able to do this.

However, after going through the bizarre stages of Journey to the West, Ding Hao’s control over his own power reached a peak, and he finally set up a perfect game to accomplish all this.

Sure enough, Ding Hao guessed well.

Shortly after the phantom Ding Hao disappeared, this strange phantom space slowly shattered and disappeared.

When the scene in front of them changed again, several people returned to the dark and gloomy corridor before.

Ding Hao looked around, but there was no one around.

He frowned and walked slowly forward.

This corridor is very short, about less than a kilometer. After half a column of incense, Ding Hao came to the end of the corridor.

Looking up, there are two blue stone gates at the end.

The surface of the stone gate is extremely rough, and the grains of sand the size of fingers are raised, as if it has experienced all the time and years of this world, and it seems to be telling a secret past that no one knows about.

Although there are no inscription symbols on the stone gate, it gives Ding Hao the feeling that they are living creatures, like a pair of eyes, quietly examining himself.

“This should be the gateway to the mysterious ruins!”

Ding Hao secretly guessed.

The eleventh section of the ancient road is the environmental world, which has ended.

Next is the mysterious ruins.

He looked back and saw that there was no one in the black corridor.

“If you guessed correctly, you are the first person to come out of the fantasy world. The others are still undergoing the test!” Ding Hao thought about it and decided to wait for the others to come out, because there are only eleven stone tablets on the map. Only when they are gathered together can this stone gate be completely opened.

After eating something indiscriminately, another hour has passed.

No one has come out of the fantasy world.

Ding Hao began to sit on the ground to adjust his breath and luck, and practice every second of his life.

Ji Yingqi was a little sleepy after going through a great joy and sorrow, and fell asleep on the animal skin blanket beside her.

The little dolphin curled up beside Ji Yingqi and rested quietly.

But Xie Yue, the fat cat, tasted the deliciousness of Ding Hao’s blood, and felt a little addicted. He licked his mouth and walked around Ding Hao to see if he could find another wound or something. He licked his mouth happily in the past. .

Time passed by minute by minute.

When Ding Hao opened his eyes again, he didn’t know how much time had passed.

However, in the dark corridor, no one figure appeared.

“Is the whole army wiped out?” Ding Hao guessed, a little anxious.

Li Lan, Song Que and others are all inside, and the elite geniuses of the Northern Territory Human Race are all inside. If they die, it will definitely be an unbearable huge loss for the Human Race.

He was a little anxious, got up slowly, and paced back and forth.

Unconsciously, he came to the azure stone gate again.

Ding Hao subconsciously stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the rough stone gate.

Who knew that an unexpected change had occurred. A strange burning sensation came from the palm of his hand. There seemed to be something in the storage ring. He wanted to break free from the shackles of space and jump out. Ding Hao was startled. When I was about to double check…

Sudden–

A bright light appeared behind him, and a figure stumbled out of the environment and entered the black corridor.

Ding Hao turned to look.

The burning sensation on the palm disappeared.

Dark night.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, covering the stars and the blood moon behind.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the world was swallowed by darkness.

Han Yangjian and other four sword cultivators from the [Splitting Heaven Sword Sect], and Fang Xiaoan and others, took advantage of the night to quietly come to the outside of the Mountain Protection Formation of the Sword Sect.

There is still a moment to go.

They are quietly waiting for Tang Folei to fulfill the agreement.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, and then the voice of Tang Folei sounded. After a simple conversation, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were guarding the formation were called away by Tang Folei using an excuse. This area is within a radius of several hundred meters. , Except for Tang Folei, there is no one else stationed in Wen Jianzong.

The first seat of the Inquiring Sword Sect’s Inquisition Hall slowly walked out of the mountain protection formation.

“Come out.” His voice was as cold as ice.

Han Yangjian hesitated a little and walked out slowly.

He was fully alert, and his body was pushed to the limit. He looked at Tang Fo’s tears with a little nervousness and asked, “Is the matter done?”

Tang Folei didn’t speak, and someone came over with something.

The smell of blood is pungent.

It’s a human head.

Han Yangjian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood something.

He carefully identified it, and then waved to Fang Xiaoan and others to come over.

“This… is it really Abandoned Qingshang?” Fang Xiaoan carefully identified it, his eyes widened, and it was a little inconceivable. Tang Folei actually killed Abandoned Qingshang, and killed the highest strength of the Sword Sect?

Why is this happening?

Could it be that Tang Folei really betrayed Wen Jianzong?

Fang Xiaoan couldn’t believe it, but the facts were in front of him.

Before that, he also tried to figure out Tang Folei’s psychology over and over again, thinking over and over again, asking Jianzong what kind of conspiracy and tricks he had to make Tang Folei play in such a play, anyway, he didn’t believe Tang Buddha after killing him. Tears will really kill Qingshan and Li Jianyi, but now…

With the head in front of you, what else is there to doubt?

Fang Xiaoan checked the head over and over again and found that it was true.

“It is indeed the head of the person who abandoned the blue shirt…” Lu Xiongfei watched it carefully and sighed, “I have fought this old monster all my life, even if he turns to ashes, I can recognize it…” Speaking of which, the The former Selangor No. 1 master couldn’t help but sigh.

When Abandoned Qingshan was alive, Lu Xiongfei wanted to kill him.

But now, seeing the head of this old rival and the frozen expression of anger on his face, Lu Xiongfei couldn’t tell what he felt in his heart.

The crock pot will inevitably break at the wellhead, and the general will eventually die in battle!

In the world, how many martial arts masters can die?

No matter how beautiful you are, you can’t escape the kindness and grievances. The situation in the rivers and lakes is mysterious, just like the time in the rivers and lakes. .

Now, the legend of Abandoning the Blue Shirt in Selangor has finally fallen.

Not to end well.

Such a tragic death.

Lu Xiongfei couldn’t help feeling sad.

Getting old, the era of the Selangor state has come to an end.

Wen Jianzong became the No. 1 sect in the sect discussion conference. Now it looks like the last glimmer of glory, which is fleeting. From now on, there will be no such sect in the world, but it is a pity that , As soon as he has realized that Qingping College seems to be no longer able to dominate Selangor like in the past.

Seeing the expressions of Fang Xiaoan and Lu Xiongfei, Han Yangjian no longer had any doubts in his heart.

Han Yangjian laughed and said: “Okay, very good, Tang Folei, you did a good job, don’t worry, what this seat promised you will definitely be honored, when dawn, you are the head of the Sword Sect, oh , By the way, what about Li Jianyi? Is he dead?”

Hearing Han Yangjian’s words, a trace of excitement appeared on Tang Fo’s tearful face, as if he was extremely satisfied.

He quickly thanked him and said: “Master Han, Li Jianyi’s strength is only comparable to mine, don’t worry, when the time comes, Master Han, you will kill him yourself, then it will be a great achievement, and report to the [Splitting Heaven Sword] Zong], you will definitely be rewarded, and all the credit goes to you, Lord Han.”

Han Yangjian was slightly startled, and then nodded very satisfied: “Okay, it’s rare that you think of everything for the sake of this seat. Don’t worry, this seat will never treat you badly.”

Tang Fo was overjoyed and said, “Thank you, Mr. Han. Tang must do his best to help Mr. Han to pacify the Sword Sect and keep everything in his hands.”

“En.” Han Yangjian nodded, patted Tang Folei’s shoulder, and said, “Let’s get started, tomorrow morning, you will be the head of this sect.”