Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 853

[Chapter 853 is an old friend again]

“You’re here, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” The red-haired, hook-nosed middle-aged man glanced at Ding Hao, not surprised at all, then turned around and gently cut off a piece of the woman’s flesh with the knife in his hand.

His movements are extremely gentle and slow, as if carving a work of art.

It is precisely this range of motion that will undoubtedly magnify the suffering of the victim to the extreme.

But to Ding Hao’s surprise, the giant female body on the torture tool only trembled a little, but did not let out the slightest wailing. Ding Hao could clearly feel that the woman was not dead or unconscious, but seemed to have no pain. Like the Thing, there is an incredible endurance.

What made Ding Hao even more puzzled was that he clearly felt a familiar aura on the woman’s body.

“You are the city owner Mo Yuncong?” Ding Hao dissipated the silver ripples around his body, without the slightest panic, he approached step by step.

The red-haired, eagle-nosed middle-aged man snorted and finally began to face Ding Hao, after a while, he said, “Yes, I am the Lord of the [Northern Dungeon], hehe, you are very calm and cautious, what I didn’t expect the most was that , you’re still so young… It’s a pity that as soon as you entered the cell, you were already under my watch.”

Ding Hao snorted and said indifferently, “Really? Come in directly if you knew it earlier, you don’t need to be so troublesome.”

“You don’t seem to be afraid at all.” Mo Yuncong said.

Ding Hao smiled and asked back, “Have you ever seen a tiger be afraid of a jackal?”

In Mo Yuncong’s eyes, there was an instant flash of murderous intent, his hooked nose twitched, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: “It’s really terrifying, come here, and dare to be so arrogant, there is a way to heaven if you don’t go, hell There’s no way for you to come here.”

A thought flashed in Ding Hao’s mind, and he couldn’t help laughing: “Hell? Do you know what the real hell is like? Have you… been to hell?”

Mo Yuncong was stunned, not understanding why Ding Hao suddenly asked such a question.

But he soon got a strong sense of disdain from Ding Hao’s words.

“Kill him.” Mo Yuncong waved his hand gently.

The fifty black armored troops in the water prison are all elites who survived the battlefield of life and death. Their personal strength is at the peak of the emperor of Wu. .

He turned around and picked up the sharp knife again, and began to cut the female demon star’s body, whispering softly: “I know you are in pain, and I know you can bear it, but this pain lasts all night? Look at it again and again. Is it difficult for your body to be chopped up? Tell me the mystery of your recovery, tell me where you came from, and I can give you a happy death to free you, otherwise, the gods of the gods will come tomorrow, You mentioned the headquarters of the God Court, and there will be more painful criminal laws waiting for you…”

The female demon star on the torture tool said nothing.

More than 50 black armored army masters have been slowly pushing towards Ding Hao.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. These masters are not at all careless. The formation is neat, obviously it is some kind of formation, like an ancient mountain rolling over, the momentum is terrifying, and the mountains are overwhelming.

Ding Hao’s attention, however, stayed on the female demon star on the torture tool.

The thick black long hair hangs down like a waterfall, covering the face of the female demon star, but the bright eyes through the hairline gave Ding Hao a feeling of deja vu, as if he had seen such a pair before. Eye.

As if sensing Ding Hao’s gaze, the head that had been hanging down lifted up. The moment he saw Ding Hao, his broken body shook slightly.

“Amitabha!”

A Buddha’s name sighed quietly.

Ding Hao was struck by lightning in an instant, and his eyes were full of incredible eyes.

He suddenly recognized who this female magic star was.

But this is simply impossible.

Why is she here?

At the same time, an uncontrollable anger and murderous intent burned and boiled in Ding Hao’s chest. The old friend suffered such terrible torture. Ding Hao felt the boiling murderous aura brought by the magic knife that he had been carefully suppressing. , and began to twitch again.

“kill!”

The masters of the Black Armored Army made their move together.

Ding Hao’s figure flashed, and a punch directly knocked the black armored army master in front of him into the air.

In the next moment, the red flames flickered in the hall, and a hundred metal battle puppets appeared out of thin air, surrounding the black armored army masters in the middle, the body full of violent metal texture and the endless waving of war fighters, which were instantly suppressed. The black armored army master.

[Frightening the Heavenly Army].

Ding Hao immediately summoned this army of metal death.

Whether it’s individual combat power or formation tactics, [Frightening the Heavenly Army] has overwhelmingly crushed the Black Armored Army.

Ding Hao was like lightning and approached Mo Yuncong.

Mo Yuncong’s expression changed. He didn’t expect such a thing to happen. The moment he stepped back, he raised his hands, and the silver sharp knife in his hand turned into a hidden weapon and shot out.

Ding Hao flicked his fingers.

ding ding.

The sharp knife turned directly into silver powder.

shhhhhh!

Several sword intents and sword qi lashed out, covering Mo Yuncong’s body.

“Who are you?” Mo Yuncong shouted loudly, pulling his hands in the void, a silver spear appeared in his hand, and with a flick it turned into thousands of spear flowers, blooming like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

His strength is peak Martial Emperor, which is not bad.

Originally looking at Ding Hao’s cultivation, he was only in the realm of Emperor Wu of the Eight Apertures, and he had not yet reached the realm of Emperor Wu, so Mo Yuncong didn’t take it to heart at all. Who knew that when he really fought, he found out that this young man’s fighting power was the result of his own life. Rare, far exceeding his profound energy cultivation.

“The one who killed you.”

Ding Hao’s heart was burning with killing intent, and when his mind moved, the sword light suddenly appeared and disappeared, or it was as hot as summer, or as cold as winter, or as majestic as three autumns, or as cool as early spring. Yi Jianqi whistled in the air, completely locking Mo Yuncong.

At the same time, he pulled out his left hand and flicked.

A few wisps of sword light shot out silently, shattering all the restrictions on the female demon star’s body on the torture tool.

“Amitabha.” The female magic star sang a Buddha’s name calmly.

In the next instant, a bit of Buddha’s light flickered between her eyebrows, and then a tyrannical Buddhist power surged in her broken body, and golden threads of light spread like flesh and blood along her clean bones. It is filled with the atmosphere of Buddhist compassion and holiness, and the sound of the Sanskrit scriptures of the Buddha Tathagata echoes faintly…

Her body was rapidly recovering.

On the other side, all fifty Heijia troops had been knocked to the ground, losing their ability to resist.

Ding Hao did not issue the order to kill the [Frightening Flames]. After all, these black armored troops were only subordinates. He did not know if there were demon clans in this world, more than 50 warriors at the peak of the Martial Emperor. If this is obliterated, for the human race, it is nothing less than a big loss.

As for Mo Yuncong, Ding Hao would not let go.

Ding Hao’s current combat power, even if he doesn’t use the magic knife and rusty sword, is invincible under the saints. Where is Mo Yuncong Ding Hao’s opponent?

The so-called miscalculation, the whole game is lost.

Mo Yuncong was in such a situation at this time.

He wanted to activate the warning signal in the water prison and recruit the guards on the ground to help, but he was surprised to find that the warning inscription formation in the water prison had no effect, and could not be transmitted to the outside world at all. any news.

“How could this be?” Mo Yuncong’s heart sank.

He had a cocooning feeling.

Ding Hao sneered.

Along the way, any inscription formation could not escape his consciousness, not to mention that the formations arranged in this water prison were all of ordinary standard, and he could change it with a single thought.

shhhhhh!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword will fills the air.

“Ah…” Mo Yuncong roared fiercely, with the sword in his legs, and fell into a pool of blood.

Ding Hao stopped.

“Amitabha!” The Buddha’s light on the female magic star gradually subsided, and turned into a Ziyi with golden patterns, covering the crystal and soft jade body. Showing a very beautiful face.

“Come on.” Ding Hao pointed at Mo Yuncong, who was lying on the ground with a look of fear.

The ruler of the northern dungeon frantically drove his profound energy to heal his wounds, but found in despair that his wound was filled with a strange power of sword intent that could not be expelled in the slightest.

“Amitabha, good is good.” The woman sang Sanskrit, her beautiful eyes were as pure as a mountain stream and an autumn spring.

“You… can’t kill me, I’m the city lord appointed by the court…” Mo Yuncong was frightened and roared frantically, no longer the cruel and calm attitude he had before.

“The Buddha said, eliminate sin karma, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha on the spot.” The woman’s clear and compassionate eyes stared at Mo Yuncong.

The latter’s frantic struggle gradually calmed down.

His eyes were confused at first, and then there was a hint of resistance and struggle, but soon he seemed to give up, his eyes were full of remorse, he actually turned over, knelt on the ground with both knees, and cried bitterly: “I am guilty. The karma is heavy, the sin is unforgivable, I am so sorry, I have done so many cruel things, my hands are stained with blood, I should go to the eighteen layers of hell…”

The way he was crying bitterly, without the slightest falsehood, was actually a repentance from the depths of his soul.

Ding Hao glanced at the woman beside him in surprise.

Such a terrifying mental attack technique can actually disintegrate a person’s will and soul.

“My sin deserves ten thousand death…” Mo Yuncong suddenly jumped up and slapped his forehead with a backhand. It was as if he had smashed a watermelon. died.

Ding Hao was stunned in his heart.

He suddenly realized that since this woman has such profound cultivation and supernatural powers, why didn’t she show it before, and let Mo Yuncong lock her up and torture her for so many days? Has she been waiting for something?