Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 590

[Chapter 590: One Sword Breaks All Techniques]

But at this moment, Ding Hao slowly pressed down, and an invisible soft force pushed everyone back to the ground. He shook his head slightly and said, “Don’t worry, with just these few things, I alone can handle it more than enough!”

The voice did not fall.

“Arrogant!” A sword cultivator roared and made a move in an instant.

Ding Hao’s figure is like catkins in the wind, fluttering gently, and pointing out.

laugh!

A sword intent shot.

That Jianxiu held the sword in both hands, bursting out a huge force, propping up a curved sword energy shield in front of him.

boom!

Sword Intent slammed into the shield, suffocated a little, and then passed through.

That Jianxiu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and saw a small golden flame, like a naughty elf, jumping out of his chest, flickering slightly.

He opened his mouth to say something, but didn’t say it.

Because a hot flame spurted out of his mouth in an instant.

In the next instant, flames shot out from his five senses, and then a large number of flames emerged from his body, igniting the clothes on his body, and even the profound sword in his hand was instantly melted into a The liquid fell to the ground!

It was just a flash of lightning, and the sword cultivator, whose strength had reached the realm of the junior martial king of the Nine Apertures, turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared from this world.

“The Sword Intent of Flame?” The yin-preyed old man exclaimed in disbelief: “You have mastered two kinds of Sword Intent? How is this possible?”

Ding Hao laughed loudly, his body fluttered like an immortal, and he pointed out again and again.

Chi Chi Chi!

The light of sword intent is as fast as lightning.

In an instant, the electric light was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent filled the void.

Several sword cultivators were hit successively. Some people condensed ice on their bodies, fell to the ground with screams and fell into pieces, some people spontaneously ignited and turned into a puff of blue smoke, and some people suddenly had a sudden surge of vitality in their bodies, their hair and beards went crazy. It spreads for a long time, exhausting all vitality and decaying in an instant, and some people become old and dead in an instant, and their blood and energy exhaustion directly fall to their death…

The terrifying and terrifying way of dying made the sword cultivators terrified.

“Ah, the devil, you are the devil…” A sword cultivator completely lost his courage and was almost scared insane. He turned around and fled, but was pierced by a sword intent, and the next instant it burned like a fireball. disappear!

It was a horrific massacre.

The sword cultivators who were originally high above and came to Selangor with the attitude of the emperor looking down on the beggars, are like poor lambs at this moment. Usually killed, he can’t even penetrate within ten meters of his body!

This process is really fast.

When the shady old man wanted to rescue him, only he and Han Yangjian were left in the sky.

Between heaven and earth, there is a terrible silence.

under.

Even Wang Juefeng wiped his eyes in disbelief.

The young man in the sky who killed the peak martial king with his gestures was really Ding Hao?

Wouldn’t it be some peerless powerhouse pretending to be Ding Hao to play?

You must know that the people who were killed like slaughtering chickens and slaughtering dogs were real powerhouses at the peak level of Martial Kings. Any one of them in Selangor will dominate one side and can definitely enter the Selangor Power List. The top five absolute masters, but in front of Ding Hao, like ants, were easily crushed to death one by one!

What kind of opportunity did this kid get in the “Hundred Saints Battlefield”?

How can it be so powerful?

Although he had already understood the sword intent before, he had not yet reached such a perverted level!

The expressions of the others were similar to Wang Juefeng’s. They were all sluggish. Some people’s minds went blank, and they didn’t even understand what happened. Is this… true? Are those almost invincible sword cultivators really crushed one by one?

the next moment.

I don’t know who took the lead in shouting, and the whole garbage area burst into cheers like spring thunder.

The disciples of Wen Jianzong laughed and cried, jumped wildly, and hugged each other!

“Ask the sword! Ask the sword! Ask the sword! Ask the sword! Ask the sword!”

People chanted these two words, as if there was a kind of magic, letting them vent to their heart’s content.

At this moment, everyone burst into tears. Those friends who gave their lives to defend the sect, you who are sleeping in the starry sky, have you seen it, have you seen this scene? Wen Jianzong has not fallen, and Wen Jianzong is still standing in this world!

“Ding Hao! Ding Hao! Ding Hao! Ding Hao! Ding Hao…”

More people chanted the name.

From today onwards, this figure in the sky is the God of Swordsman Sect, the supreme existence in their hearts, this young man who turned the tide, this young man with a smile like jade, this gentle and elegant young man, this young man who has created countless miracles, The figure at this moment will be forever engraved in the lives and souls of everyone present.

In such a crazy and hot atmosphere, the two shady old men couldn’t help but change their color.

In contrast, the two people of “Splitting Heaven Sword Sect” were a little cold-hearted.

“How many sword intents have you mastered?” There was still shock in the eyes of the sullen old man.

Ding Hao sneered and ignored him, completely ignoring this noble Heaven Splitting Sword Sect elder.

His eyes turned to Han Yangjian, which was as sharp as a knife, and asked word by word: “It’s you, who defeated Li Jianyi with a single sword that day?”

Although Han Yangjian was frightened in his heart, he did not show weakness at all, he gritted his teeth and sneered, saying: “Yes, it was my sword that shattered all his internal organs, the little Xuezhou ants sect, I don’t know the so-called head, trying to fight against my crack. Heavenly Sword Sect’, even if he is cut by a thousand swords, he will still die!”

This sentence immediately caused an angry curse from the disciples of the Sword Sect below.

“Do you know why I didn’t kill you just now?” In Ding Hao’s eyes, a cold light like a knife flashed: “Because I think you should be killed by another person, which would be more suitable.”

“Hmph, it’s really ridiculous.” Han Yangjian sneered: “Boy, don’t be too complacent, you just learned the sword intent by chance, you’re just lucky, if it wasn’t for that, if it was based on your real combat power, you would have been killed by me long ago. Eleven thousand times, remember, sometimes, sword intent is not omnipotent.”

“Oh, are you irritating me?” Ding Hao said disdainfully: “You think I am young and ambitious, and must be arrogant in my heart, so I ran on me with words, asking me not to use my sword intent and fight you? If you really think so, then All I can say is, you are so naive!”

Han Yangjian just sneered: “So you are afraid of death, so you also think that with Wen Jianzong’s martial arts skills, it is impossible to defeat me.”

The sullen old man stood aside and did not interrupt.

In the depths of his slightly squinted eyes, there was a fleeting cold glow, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

As soon as Ding Hao stretched out his hand, he picked up an ordinary stainless steel long sword from the ground below, blew it gently, and dropped the blood and dust on the sword, and said quietly: “Although I know you are a fierce general, I still decided to give it to you. This time, I will not use sword intent, as long as you can catch my three moves, I will let you leave alive today.”

Han Yangjian suddenly smiled: “Boy, do you really dare to do this?”

There are only three moves. The boy in front of him looks like his profound energy cultivation is only in the realm of a great master. If it wasn’t for Sword Intent, there would be absolutely no problem in taking the three moves, and he could even kill him.

This is your own dead end.

Han Yangjian grinned in his heart, let me take you to see your poor head.

Ding Hao shook his wrist, and held the long sword on his chest like a stick of incense. , Hunting in the breeze, tilting the hem of his robe, the whole person stands in the air, his face is neither happy nor sad.

A wisp of quaint yet vicissitudes of life permeated from Ding Hao’s body and the ordinary long sword.

Everyone below is bright.

This sword style, which everyone is familiar with, can no longer be familiar.

It is the starting style “A Pillar of Incense in the Sky” among the thirteen basic swordsmanships of Wen Jianzong, the sword style motivated by the profound energy of “Tai Xuan Wen Jian Chapter”, all the disciples of Wen Jianzong enter. The first thing the sect does is to learn the basic thirteen-style swordsmanship. Even the poor people in many garbage areas have some understanding of the thirteen-style swordsmanship.

This is the lowest level of swordsmanship in the Sword Sect.

However, from Ding Hao’s hands, there is a faint coercion of majestic atmosphere, even more mysterious and mysterious. The single starting style gives people a feeling of naturalness and no flaws.

“Haha, boy, you are courting death, look at the sword!”

Han Yangjian laughed loudly and stabbed with a sword.

This sword is one of the lore sword styles of “Splitting Heaven Sword Sect”, and it is also his proud work.

Since the arrogant young man in front of him gave up his sword intent, it happened to be a heavy blow to him, so he attacked him from the very beginning, just as he defeated Li Jianyi with a single sword.

Han Yangjian turned into a streamer, and it arrived in an instant.

The sword glow separates the airflow, and when the sword reaches the halfway point, it suddenly changes and changes like a rain of swords in the sky. It is impossible to capture which one is the real body and which one is the phantom. It really has the potential to cover the sky and cover the sun, sweeping the power of the world.

opposite.

Ding Hao didn’t move as if he didn’t hear it.

At the moment when the sky-filled sword rain was about to pierce his body, the long sword in his hand suddenly swayed, and a backhand sword was drawn.

This sword, extremely simple, is exactly the “chasing the moon” among the thirteen basic sword styles.

But it was this very common and simple sword stance that Ding Hao’s hands seemed to be alive.

A sword is drawn, and there is a faint implication that one sword can break all laws.

Han Yangjian was shocked.

For a moment, I felt that everything in my sight had disappeared, and only the blade with a cold glow was coming towards me. No matter which direction I dodged, I couldn’t dodge the sword. My attack looked like a It was as if he was in a hurry to send his body to the tip of the oncoming sword.