Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 593

[Chapter 593 Tang Buddha Tears]

Between the words, everything is ready.

“Let’s go!” Jin Chanzi seemed to be impatient, and with a flash of Buddha light all over her body, she wrapped the people around her in it, and instantly disappeared in place, turning into a stream of light as fast as lightning, overflowing into the distance.

When he walked all the way to the main hall, he did not suffer any obstruction.

On the day that Tang Fo Lei betrayed the sect, not all people were unyielding and unyielding. For a sect with a large number of people like Wen Jianzong, after all, there are still some bones, about a hundred people, and finally chose Xiang Tang. Fo Lei was loyal and became his lackey. He dealt with some sect affairs on weekdays and helped Tang Fo Lei master the sect.

But today, none of these traitors have appeared.

The sect has just been restored, and there are many things waiting to be done. There are countless things that need to be done immediately.

Originally, everyone had to flock to the main hall to watch Tang Folei, the biggest rebel in the history of Wen Jianzong, be slashed by thousands of knives. Some people even devised all kinds of the most cruel criminal laws to make Tang Folei taste all the tears. The most terrifying pain in the world is to die. Every one of the disciples of Wen Jianzong who survived, Wuyi did not hate him.

This kind of hatred goes far beyond the hatred for Han Yangjian and others.

Everyone believed that with Ding Hao there, Tang Folei would definitely die.

But in the end, Ding Hao stopped everyone from following the request to go to the main hall. Even Wang Juefeng, Guan Feidu and others were shunted by Ding Hao and let them be responsible for other repairs and overall planning.

Ding Hao chose a person to go to the head hall.

He wants to see Tang Folei alone.

The path paved with bluestone slabs is empty, the trees on the side of the road grow green buds, and the air is filled with a faint smell of blood.

Compared with the garbage area in the back mountain and the lower three-level staircase area, the environment here has not been affected by the war, and the most primitive appearance of Wen Jianzong has been completely maintained. This time Ding Hao did not get lost. He walked very slowly step by step. That familiar and unfamiliar road, it took a full quarter of an hour to walk, and the main hall was in sight.

That magnificent building symbolizes the powerful core of the Swordsman Sect.

Becoming the master of this building is equivalent to controlling the entire Asking Sword Sect.

When Ding Hao came to the square in front of the main hall, he vaguely felt a trace of the space inscription teleportation formation, and there were still traces of imprints on the ground. Obviously, there was a large teleportation formation just before a stick of incense. Activate, teleporting some people to an unknown location.

Ding Hao just glanced at it and stopped paying attention to this inscription formation.

Because he could feel that in the main hall, that person was still there.

Step by step up the stairs, what was in Ding Hao’s heart, even he couldn’t figure it out.

He has visited this hall countless times since he became the peak master of Yinjian Peak.

But only two times make Ding Hao fresh in his memory – the first time and this time.

When he first came here, Ding Hao was just a small named disciple, excited and excited, but this time, in countless moments, he had the urge to turn his head away and never set foot here again in this life.

No one guards.

With a slight push, the stone gate of the main hall slammed open.

It was a little dark inside, and huge dragon sword pillars were arranged on both sides, ten meters apart, extending all the way to the depths of the hall.

It was empty without any guards, and the air was filled with the smell of gloom and loneliness.

Ding Hao walked forward step by step, and finally came to the huge head stone seat.

Look up.

A burly and brave middle-aged man like a liger, wearing leather armor, holding a long sword, standing silently, the cloak behind him is not windy, like a demon standing in the shadows, eyes bursting. **Guang, standing in front of the head stone seat, looked down at Ding Hao from top to bottom.

Tang Fo tears.

It was Tang Folei.

This asked Jianzong’s greatest rebellion in history, looking down at Ding Hao with a sneer, a face of unwillingness, and a hideous face.

“Why don’t you kneel when you see the headmaster?” Tang Fo’s tearful voice was as cold as the ice of Jiusha Huangquan.

Ding Hao looked up at him, his eyes suddenly became calm, there was no hatred and anger.

“Senior Brother Tang, do you want to explain anything?” Ding Hao asked softly.

“Explain, haha, what explanation do I need for this head? Li Jianyi was sold by me, and the abandoned blue shirt was killed by me. The position of head was originally mine, Ding Hao, do you want to rebel?” Tang Fo tears sneered.

“You said that because you wanted me to kill you without any guilt, right?” Ding Hao asked quietly.

“Hahaha, now, I’m asking the head of Jianzong, do you dare to kill me?” Tang Fo’s tears showed his palms, and a small jade-colored sword spun and appeared, bursting with soft jade light, and shouted: “Here is the token of the head of the sect. The person who holds this token can order the entire Wen Jian sect. Ding Hao, as a disciple of the Wen Jian sect, you actually call me a senior brother. How dare you be so rude to me?”

“I can’t wait to show the head token, it’s actually announcing its existence, do you want me to snatch it?” Ding Hao said quietly: “Brother Tang, you know, I will not be stupid because of a mere one. A token of the head of the sect, you kneel down to others and take it out, do you really think I don’t know anything?”

“You…” Tang Fo’s expression changed with tears, and he said angrily: “Idiot, I even killed Ai Qingshang and Li Jianyi, do you think I will deal with you later? Let you die!”

Ding Hao really lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and said, “Okay.”

Then he got down on one knee seriously and faced Tang Buddha’s tears.

All of a sudden, Tang Fo’s tears were like being struck by lightning, and he stood there, not knowing what to say.

After a long while, he laughed loudly: “Okay, very good, Ding Hao, since you choose to submit to me, then I will spare you and let you not follow in the footsteps of Li Jianyi and Abandoned Qingshang.”

Ding Hao raised his head and sighed: “Senior Brother Tang, how long will you be acting? You mentioned the death of Sword Intent Master and Master again and again, didn’t you just want to stimulate me and let me kill you? But, I really know everything.”

“You… What nonsense are you talking about, you…” Tang Fo’s tearful tone began to tremble a little. He waved the long sword in his hand, but in the end it hung down in vain. It’s tears.

“In the end, how did Master and Sword Intent die?” Ding Hao said seriously, “Senior Brother Tang, can you tell the truth now?”

Two lines of hot tears flowed from Tang Fo’s eyes.

He seemed to be hundreds of years old in an instant, and the whole person became decadent in an instant, and he fell down in front of the head stone seat.

Tang Fo teared down and smiled bitterly, but he was a little relieved.

“Senior Uncle Abandoned Green Clothes is right, I really can’t hide this matter from you, I don’t know whether to call you smart or stupid… Just now, I happily killed me, took my head, and went to those who suffered. The disciple of the sect explained that from now on, you are the master of the Swordsman Sect, possessing endless prestige and the position of the head of the sect. Under your leadership, the Swordsman Sect will dominate Selangor. Doing so Wouldn’t it be better.”

“I won’t let a Zongmen meritorious deed who endures humiliation and infamy, and makes such huge sacrifices for Zongmen’s longevity, to die in such a muddleheaded way, he deserves the honor he deserves and will always be remembered in his memory. The hearts of every sect disciple.” Ding Hao said earnestly.

“But you should know that my hands are indeed stained with the blood of sect disciples. On that day, I personally killed dozens of sect elders, killed my own disciples, and killed dozens of sect disciples. Every scene, thousands of people are watching, the facts are there, even if the truth is told, what can I do?” Tang Fo’s teary expression gradually calmed down.

He sat quietly on the ground and said with a smile: “Ding Hao, do you know that although Jian Yi and his uncle in blue shirt have completed their duties to the sect in an open and fair manner, even if they die, they are worthy of their fame and reputation. I am admired by thousands of people, and I may be reviled by thousands of people, but I am much luckier than them, do you understand why?”

“Why?” Ding Hao asked.

“Hahaha, that’s because before I was about to die, I had seen the recovery of the sect with my own eyes, and I also saw the young man who had high expectations from them, jumped into a dragon, and became the existence that can truly lead the Swordsman Sect to become a super sect. , Hahaha, when I was in the distance, I saw with my own eyes that you killed those sword cultivators of the [Splitting Heaven Sword Sect] with my own eyes, and my tears were all laughing out…” Tang Fo’s tears were slightly fascinated by his eyes, a pair of Intoxicated look: “That is really a beautiful and charming picture, hehe, Li Jianyi and Shi Qingshan, I didn’t see it.”

Ding Hao felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Although the Endless Continent is an icy world where the weak eat the law of the jungle, it has never lacked heroic deeds that have been passed down through the ages, and there is no shortage of blood flowing in the heart. Hot blooded boy.

No matter how cruel the environment is, some people can always calmly and generously sing the sad songs of heroes!

To a certain extent, Li Jianyi and the actions of abandoning the blue shirt to sacrifice their lives for the sect are not comparable to Tang Fo Lei’s courage to turn into a demon and endure humiliation and infamy.

This is the great wisdom and courage of the world.

Ding Hao asked himself, if the situation at that time was replaced by himself, if he had to choose one or the other, then he would definitely choose to die gloriously and tragically, rather than live with infamy and humiliation.

That takes too much courage.

The sacrifice of Tang Folei brought the time that Wen Jianzong needed the most, and the hope of the rise of the sect, and kept the heritage of Wen Jianzong to the greatest extent possible.

Wen Jian Mountain was not destroyed by the war, about 80% of Wen Jian Zong’s disciples were not slaughtered, and Wen Jian Zong’s six peaks, the arsenal of Tibetan scriptures, the Lingcaotang, the medicine garden, and even the residence of the named disciple’s martial arts venue were not completely destroyed. , All of this is due to Tang Folei’s feat of turning into a demon.