Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 609

[Chapter 609]

The young man named Qingxuan, whose strength is only in the realm of Martial King, has no idea of his true strength, nor does he know what the gap between each small realm in the Martial Emperor’s rank represents, so he unknowingly encouraged Han Donglai to wait. People came to rob the divine material and medicine.

Han Donglai and the others were inspired, and apparently misestimated the strength comparison.

What’s more, he just fused another ‘Purple Emperor Stone Jade’ in the far-reaching crypt. The power of his body is comparable to that of the Five Orifices Martial Emperor – but in fact, even in the ‘Hundred Saints Battlefield’, he has already It is possible to fight against several demon emperors, and with the strength of the Purple Spirit Sect, it is really purely to die.

This kind of person deserves to die.

Since knowing what happened to Wen Jianzong, Ding Hao’s heart has hardened a lot.

Perhaps it was the death of Li Jianyi and others that stimulated Ding Hao,

Today, he has a deep heart to kill, and he will show no mercy.

Change to the current Ding Hao, like the ‘Three Emperors of Ningzhou’, I’m afraid that Ding Hao will kill him in one breath outside the ‘Ghost City’?

His mentality began to gradually adapt to this world of the law of the jungle and the law of the jungle.

Slowly moving his body, Ding Hao felt another heat flow from his spine slowly melting away.

‘Jade in the Purple Emperor Stone’ contains majestic energy, and it cannot be completely integrated into the body overnight.

Ding Hao just wanted to rely on the power of the Sect Master of the Purple Spirit Sect to catalyze the ‘Purple Emperor Stone Jade’ energy in his body when he fought with Han Donglai before, but he soon found that the effect was very small and Han Donglai’s strength was not enough. Thoroughly stimulate your excitement.

“I’m afraid that Han Donglai and others are not the only foreign sects who are malicious. Those disciples who returned to the real world in the ‘Hundred Saints Battlefield’ reported their adventures to the sects, and when some sects Knowing that I have gained a lot from it, I am afraid that I will definitely become greedy…”

Ding Hao realized this problem.

As a result, the crisis of Asking Sword Sect has not dissipated.

If there are too many masters from the major sects, you will be alone in the end.

“We must make a plan!” Ding Hao began to think carefully.

Gradually, he figured out an idea and made a plan.

At noon, Ding Hao was blocked by Guan Feidu and Wang Juefeng again. He reported the progress of the renovation of the sect, and listed many things that Ding Hao should do personally.

“Uh, can you not ask me about these things?” Ding Hao’s head became big.

“I don’t want to ask who you are?” All the injuries on Wang Juefeng’s body have recovered, and his broken hands, broken feet and one eye have grown out. Hearing this, he said with a smile: “Everyone regards you as the next head of the sect. Look at it, now it’s just a ceremony.”

The black-bellied man is Ding Hao’s senior brother, and now he is the only one in the entire Asking Sword Sect, who dares to talk to Ding Hao like this.

Hearing this, Ding Hao shook his head slightly, and said in a serious tone, “Since I’ve talked about this today, I just happened to say hello to you in advance. I can’t sit in the position of head.”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Juefeng, Guan Feidu and others were all taken aback.

“Hey, don’t you really want to be the shopkeeper forever?” The black-bellied man Wang Juefeng was a little anxious.

Guan Feidu, Leng Yixuan and others also persuaded them: “Yes, Master Ding, the general situation of the sect has just stabilized, and only you can stabilize people’s hearts. I believe that Li Jianyi, Master Uncle Qingshan, and the others, I also hope that the position of Sect Master can be inherited by you.”

Ding Hao shook his head slightly and said, “There is a reason why I can’t take over as the Sect Leader. You will naturally understand then.”

Seeing Ding Hao’s determination, Wang Juefeng said anxiously, “But if you don’t want to be the leader, who else is worthy of the throne?”

Ding Hao smiled and said: “Brother Wang, you have made great contributions to the sect, Feidu nephew is extremely talented, and his swordsmanship is excellent, and Ren Xiaoyao’s luck is against the sky. State powerhouse level, not to mention the only son of Sword Intent Master Li Lan, who has amazing talent and unlimited potential, and is also a genius who has passed the test of the ‘Hundred Saints Battlefield’, and he will definitely set foot in the Saint Domain in the future…”

After counting these names one by one, Ding Hao said with a smile, “You people, regardless of your qualifications or strength, are all qualified to become the new head.”

This is not bad.

In the past, as long as there was a disciple who came out alive and came back from the ‘Battle of the Hundred Saints’, he would definitely be the best candidate for the next head of the Sword Sect.

But this time was different. Ding Hao’s prestige in Asking Sword Sect was too high, surpassing that of the founder of the sect.

If Ding Hao didn’t become the head, I’m afraid all the disciples would have opinions.

Wang Juefeng and others wanted to persuade them again, but they were interrupted by Ding Hao with a smile, and changed the subject: “Is there any news about Lin Xin, Li Canyang and others these days?”

Guan Feidu sighed and said, “We have been sending people to inquire, but unfortunately there is no news yet.”

Ding Hao snorted, a little disappointed.

Lin Xin and others are still alive and dead, and they don’t know if they walked out of the ‘Hundred Saints Battlefield’ alive. I hope they were just teleported to a place far away from Selangor, and it’s too late to come back.

After a pause, Ding Hao said again: “By the way, how is the construction of the tomb of the head of Jianyi? There is also the tomb of the master in blue… These things should be almost ready, right?”

Leng Yixuan nodded and said, “Reporting to the uncle, I am responsible for this matter, everything is ready, the roster of all the disciples who died for the sect has been compiled, and the bones of most of them have been found, only A few…they will all be buried in the cemetery of the heroes of the Zongmen dynasties.”

Ding Hao sighed, nodded and said: “The world is like a dog, the years are always ruthless, the tears of heroes and children, the blood of beauty and pride, the death of warriors in front of battle, and the death of swordsmen in the sword, this is also a vigorous, asked Jianzong can not forget these iron-blooded souls, In a swivel, you order someone to give me the roster, and I will personally erect a monument in the cemetery of heroes and martyrs, engrave the name of each disciple, and establish a monument for them!”

Leng Yixuan agreed with red eyes.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little heavy for a while.

“Let’s put it in four days. Let’s see off the heroes of these sects together.” Ding Hao said slowly: “It just so happens that the small sect masters who participated in the attack on my mountain gate should also come to apologize!”

The crowd agreed.

“Wait until the burial of the heroes of the sect is over, and when they rest in peace, our revenge will begin.” Ding Hao said word by word: “Qingping Academy, Starfall Sect, Leiyin Sect… I want them to disappear from this world forever. There are also demon clans, any demon clan that appeared within a hundred miles of Wenjian Mountain Range during the bloody battle that day, they will all be slaughtered and killed, not a single one will be left.”

Speaking of revenge, the blood in everyone’s hearts burned again.

It has been six days since Ding Hao beheaded the strong men of the ‘Splitting Heaven Sword Sect’.

In the past six days, everyone has been preparing for revenge without sleep. Most of the buildings in the sect have been repaired, and the injured disciples have basically recovered. Only the heroes who died for the sect are buried. A hellfire-like revenge is about to begin.

Every disciple of the Sword Sect swears to let the heroes who are buried in the ground see this day come.

Some other things were arranged, and then it dispersed.

In the end, Wang Juefeng wanted to persuade Ding Hao to change his mind and take over as the suzerain, but Ding Hao still smiled and politely refused.

In the end, Wang Juefeng could only sigh.

He knew that once Ding Hao decided, it was difficult to change.

“Oh, by the way, I’ll give you a good idea. You can find a place where no one is around and try to control it. It’s very fun.” Ding Hao took out a storage ring, handed it to Wang Juefeng’s hand, and put it in his ear He said something in a low voice.

Wang Juefeng’s mouth widened with shock on his face.

After finishing these trivial matters, Ding Hao took time to visit Ji Yingqi again.

The little girl has stayed in Wen Jianzong for the past few days, and she has seen a lot. Many things are new and curious to her.

Coupled with the company of Yin Zuimo and other people from ‘Tianyin Valley’, Ji Yingqi had a very comfortable life.

She is especially able to talk to Yin Zuimo very well.

The head of ‘Tianyin Valley’ walks the rivers and lakes. He is well-informed, knowledgeable, and full of wisdom. He is a wise woman with rich experience. Ji Yingqi has learned a lot from Yin Zuimo.

And Yin Zuimo also learned about Ding Hao’s experience in the ‘Battlefield of Hundred Saints’ in detail through Ji Yingqi’s mouth.

Those deeds that were close to the battlefield of mythology shocked Yin Zuimo time and time again, but also made up his mind. If ‘Tianyingu’ wants to pass on from generation to generation, he must hug Wen Jianzong’s thigh tightly. .

Ding Hao left after having lunch with Ji Yingqi, Yin Zuimo and others.

He came to the God’s Thatched Cottage and found Ximen Qianxue who was busy here.

The original master of Shencaotang died in the battle, and many sect elders also perished in that battle. Therefore, apart from Ding Hao, Ximen Qianxue is now the most outstanding alchemist in the whole sect. The Godly Thatched Cottage was also supported by Ximen Qianxue, and the future Hallmaster of the Gods Thatched Cottage was none other than her.

“Teacher Ximen, you are only recovering. Your health is important. You should pay attention to rest. Don’t be in a hurry!” Ding Hao felt distressed for this weak but strong woman.

Ximen Qianxue just shook her head slightly, didn’t say anything, she was still busy.

Ding Hao took her pulse and saw that her body had fully recovered and there were no sequelae, so she had to go.

He knew very well that Ximen Qianxue’s affection for the sect was much deeper than his own.

After leaving the God’s Thatched Cottage, Ding Hao quietly circled around the sect. At the top of a giant tree that was budding, he found the evil moon that was full of black spar and was basking in the sun. With its forehead, it turned into a streamer, and returned to the giant black spar at a depth of more than 2,000 meters in the abyss of Houshan Cave.