Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 71

[Chapter 71 Ding Hao’s Swordsmanship]

The situation reversed in a way no one expected.

Seeing that Li Lan, who had no strength to fight back, was about to die on the spot, the people in the audience were all standing there, and there was no time to help.

Just in the nick of time—

Boom!

The ground shook.

“stop!”

Amidst the loud shouts, a figure suddenly bounced up from the players’ rest preparation area.

At the moment of lightning, this figure had already swept up the ring, hugged the unconscious Li Lan by the waist, and bursts of crimson dazzling sword light burst out from his right hand, and sprinkled strange sword nets in the air, sealing the opposite side. The killing of Liang Feixue who was in a state of rage.

Boom boom boom!

Violent energy exploded frantically.

The named disciples within 20 meters of the first arena were like rolling gourds. They were blown out by the powerful force that erupted when the two were fighting, and they couldn’t stand at all.

“It’s Senior Brother Ding!”

Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi shouted excitedly.

The person who jumped onto the ring at this critical moment and rescued Li Lan was the same player Ding Hao from the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts!

I saw layers of dazzling sword light turned into a crimson screen, bursting out from the rusty sword in Ding Hao’s right hand, blocking all the terrifying energy that Liang Feixue struck out of the frenzy within one meter of his body. outside.

The super-four-orifice martial-disciple-level power that instantly knocked Li Lan into the air was unable to break through Ding Hao’s sword net at all, and could only push Ding Hao to continuously fly back in the air.

At this time, the others finally reacted.

Li Muyun and other [Qiyi League] brothers rushed to the ring and surrounded Liang Feixue. After the continuous burst of supernatural power, Liang Feixue’s physical strength seemed to have finally run out. Normal, weakly slumped in Li Muyun’s arms.

Boom!

Like a falling meteorite, Ding Hao landed on the ground outside the ring and smashed a big crater.

The next moment, amid the dust splashing, the ground shook and a big pit split open. Ding Hao, like a savage beast, hugged Li Lan like this and jumped back to the ring again.

It was only at this time that the named disciples around the arena recovered from the sudden shock, and let out a sound of exclamation like a stormy sea, and the chaos became a mess.

“what’s going on?”

“Why did Li Lan suddenly lose?”

“What happened to Liang Feixue? Did he cheat?”

The named disciple couldn’t understand everything that happened, and they were discussing in a mess, and they didn’t know the result, who should be the loser and who should win, and the scene revealed strangeness.

In the distance, on the viewing platform.

Leng Yixuan, Yin Yifei and the others also slowly took their seats back.

It would be better if the situation was resolved by the named disciples themselves, and they would not have to take action. This was in line with the purpose of Wen Jianzong to train and test named disciples.

“What exactly is the sword technique that Ding Hao used just now? Why can’t I see it through?” Lu Qi couldn’t help asking Yin Yifei beside him.

Yin Yifei shook his head gloomily.

Leng Yixuan and Cheng Fei looked at each other with shock in their eyes, but they both thought of one person at the same time.

“mean!”

Ding Hao stopped Li Lan, who was in a semi-conscious state, with one hand, and looked at the seven brothers of the [Qiyi League] opposite him coldly, with disdain in his eyes.

“Boy, don’t talk nonsense, what’s so despicable, my second brother won in an open and fair manner, you guys in the east courtyard of green shirts are not as good as others.” angered.

“Huh? Fair and fair? If it wasn’t for Senior Brother Li Lan who couldn’t bear it at the last moment and wanted to make it, I’m afraid that your second brother Liang has already been abolished! Instead of being grateful, he took the opportunity to sneak attack. It’s really despicable and shameless. , but that’s all, it’s really disappointing!”

Ding Hao sneered.

At the last moment of the third palm, Ding Hao could see clearly that Li Lan finally couldn’t bear to abolish a genius like Liang Feixue at the last moment. let.

Who would have known that Liang Feixue took this opportunity to suddenly launch a counterattack, injuring Li Lan in an instant, and even killing them all!

“You spit out blood…” This time even Xiao Wu’s idiot, Chen Sheng, was furious.

“What? Do you still want to rely on more to win?” Ding Hao hugged Li Lan, who was awake but had difficulty standing, in his left arm, and held a sword in his right hand. Facing the seven people facing him, he was not afraid and sneered.

Figures flickered, Ge Yin, Zhang Tianlun, Fang Tianyi, Wang Xiaoqi and others jumped onto the ring and stood behind Ding Hao, roaring, “Our Qingshan East Court is not so easy to bully!”

“You guys…you are courting death…” Feng Xingjun and Chen Sheng couldn’t stand Ding Hao’s taunting of Liang Feixue, and they were so mad that they were about to act.

“Don’t…don’t do it…” Liang Feixue, who was exhausted, barely stretched out his hand and grabbed the two brothers. He opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood. He shook his head with a sallow complexion. With the help of Li Muyun, he looked at Ding Hao and Li Lan took a quick breath and said, “I’m sorry, but my power is uncontrollable… every time… every time… I didn’t mean to…”

“Humph!” Li Lan snorted coldly.

What a proud person he was, he forced his profound energy to flow and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he broke free from Fei’s embrace immediately and stood up. It seemed that he hated Liang Feixue.

Ding Hao only felt that Li Lan’s body was too thin, so he stood aside slightly and said nothing.

Judging from the mysterious red glow and state in Liang Feixue’s eyes just now, Liang Feixue’s explanation is somewhat credible, but in this game, the loss of Qingshan East Court and Li Lan is really inexplicable, and it is too unfair!

“Liang Feixue, there will be a battle between you and me sooner or later. I hope your luck will be so good then!” Li Lan said calmly and indifferently, word by word.

A wisp of blood oozes out from the corner of Li Lan’s mouth, his body swaying, and finally, with the support of Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun, he left the ring.

There was a wry smile on Liang Feixue’s mouth, but she didn’t say anything.

Watching Li Lan leave, Ding Hao waved his hand, and led Wang Xiaoqi and other disciples from the Qingshan East Court to jump off the ring, so he didn’t bother too much.

“The White Shirt Intermediate Court, Liang Feixue wins!” The referee loudly announced the final result of the contest. Li Lan was shot down once in the arena, and was the first to lose her fighting ability, so she could only be sentenced to lose.

The battle between Li Lan and Liang Feixue caused a lot of discussion among the named disciples.

The disciples of the East Green Shirt were very dissatisfied, but there was no way to change the final result.

The disciples of the White Shirt Intermediate Court were still arrogant.

At the time, no one could figure out what happened to Liang Feixue at the last moment. It seemed that there was a terrifying but uncontrollable force lurking in this low-key young man’s body. Once stimulated, terrible things would happen. .