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Because of the fusion of memories, he accepted the qiē of this body without the slightest abruptness.

"Don't worry, I'll help you...... No, it's to help us get my sister back. ”

Ding Hao clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

As soon as the oath came out, the sadness and longing in my heart finally slowly dissipated.

The last trace of the subconscious of the owner in front of the body of this sentence vanished.

From then on, in this world, there is only one Ding Hao who has crossed over.

After making a supper and filling his stomach, Ding Hao began to make the next plan.

If he wants to get his sister Ding Keer back, he must improve his strength.

In this world, there is no future for casual cultivation, only by worshipping the Wen Sword Sect can you use the resources and experience of the sect to systematically cultivate the Xuan Gong Martial Dao, and if you want to formally worship the Wen Sword Sect through the guò test, the main problem at present is to solve the disadvantages of this body's weak size.

So, he needs to go to a very dangerous place.

Gather an extremely precious herb.

found some strong ropes in the house, and then rolled up a few sheets and connected them into ropes, feeling that the length was about the same, Ding Hao nodded, coiled all the ropes, carried them on his left shoulder, and put the rusty iron sword behind his back, pushed open the door, and strode out.

......

By this time, the night was already dark.

In the sky, the crescent moon and stars sprinkled a silver veil on the ground, revealing a cold beauty in the loneliness.

Ding Hao recognized the direction and ran wildly towards the edge of the garbage cliff.

In the blink of an eye, under the hazy moonlight, the abrupt stone forest and the miasma cliff were already faintly in sight.

Today is less than fifteen days away from the entrance assessment of the Sword Sect.

For Ding Hao, every minute is incomparably precious.

He has to hurry up to build up his game.

However, there are people who, at this time, come to disturb him-

"Yo, isn't this Ding Hao, who has the reputation of [Ask the Sword Pig]? Why is it that in such a hurry, is he going to the garbage heap to shave pig food?"

A piercing mocking voice rang out.

Under the clear moonlight, four or five thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys walked out of the oblique stone forest with unkind faces, blocking Ding Hao's way with unkind faces.

In the past, Ding Hao, because he was too stupid and stubborn, often did some stupid things, and was given a mocking nickname by some good deeds, called [Ask the Sword Pig], which means the No. 1 stupid pig in Tianzi on the Sword Mountain.

And these four or five teenagers are idle on weekdays, picking quarrels and provoking trouble in the slums, and often take pleasure in bullying Ding Hao.

Especially the black strong boy who led the way.

His name is Zhao Xingcheng, he is thirteen years old, and he is also a member of this slum.

Unlike Ding Hao, Zhao Xingcheng's parents are alive, they don't have to work hard to support themselves, and they are quite a bit of martial arts qualifications, they participated in the entrance examination of the Sword Sect last year, and they almost passed the guò, and now they have been practicing for a year, judging from his current foundation, it should not be a problem to enter the Sword Sect this year.

Moreover, it is said that he was fortunate enough to get acquainted with a named disciple of the Sword Sect recently, and obtained a set of exercises, and he was successful in cultivation, but he was even more arrogant, and he was ruthless at a young age, and he was rampant and domineering in the slums of the back mountains, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, and no one dared to provoke him.

If Ding Hao saw these people in the past, he would have avoided them far away, if he didn't open them, he could only think that he was unlucky, and he would definitely stop obediently, and he would not dare to fight back if he was beaten and scolded.

But at this time, in the same body, there is no longer the same soul.

Ding Hao directly regarded a few people as air, and didn't even look at them.

Ding Hao accelerated under his feet, ran wildly, bypassed the five people, and continued to fly in the direction of the garbage cliff.

Zhao Xingcheng was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and a trace of gloom flashed suddenly.

He thought that he was the leader of the young people in the slums, and he was used to being powerful, but he didn't expect that this fool, who was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly when he saw him on weekdays, became so bold today, and he didn't give himself any face, not only did he not dare to kneel down and laugh, but he ignored himself nakedly, which is really unforgivable.

Zhao Xingcheng winked.

The two teenagers beside him rushed out with a sneer, and grabbed Ding Hao from behind.

One of the black young men kicked out from behind with bad intentions and kicked Ding Hao's leg crook.

"Get out!"

Ding Hao's face was cold, his feet took root, and his shoulders shook.

This is exactly the body shape of the "flirting clouds" in the basic swordsmanship.

Ding Hao almost subconsciously made it.

"Ouch!"

"Mom......"

The expected scene of kicking Ding Hao with a rolling gourd did not appear, and the two teenagers who were much stronger than Ding Hao screamed, not yet understanding what had happened to them, only to feel a huge force coming, and their arms were in severe pain, and they fell out like a rolling gourd.

Especially the black-footed boy, who fell even worse, lying on the ground like a dead pig, and couldn't get up.

This unexpected scene made everyone dumbfounded.

"Little bastard, you are fucking looking for death, and you dare to hit someone?" Zhao Xingcheng was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt a big loss of face, and screamed in annoyance.

With a gloomy face, his feet slammed on the ground, and with a snort, his figure rushed out like a cheetah, pulled out the long sword at his waist with his backhand, shook his hand, turned into a cold glow, and stabbed towards Ding Hao's arm.

This sword of his was a trick learned by a newly acquainted disciple of the Sword Sect, called [Poisonous Snake Turui].

The moves are extremely vicious, and the long sword is like a poisonous snake spraying venom to hunt, and there is no return to the shot, which is extremely ruthless.

actually made up his mind to pay attention, regardless of life or death, he wanted to stab a bloody hole in Ding Hao's body and take a good breath.

Anyway, Ding Hao is just an orphan who no one cares about, and he deserves to die.

Just because he didn't agree with a word, he made this poisonous move, which is really ruthless.

When the other teenagers saw Zhao Xingcheng make a move, they all cheered loudly.

This sword does have some power, which makes people's hearts chill.

Everyone seemed to have seen the picture of Ding Hao rolling all over the ground begging for mercy......

But-

Dingding!!

I saw that Ding Hao didn't turn around, but the three red rays that connected them burst out of his hand, and then the sound of the long sword hitting and staggering sounded.

Zhao Xingcheng hadn't understood what had happened, he only felt a flower in front of him, and then his palm was scorching, the hilt of the sword was connected to a huge shock, his five fingers were sore, and the long sword couldn't hold it anymore, so he flew out of his hand.

In the next moment, a rusty iron sword was against Zhao Xingcheng's throat.

The cold touch, like the tentacles of death, choked his heart, making his muscles sweat like a nightmare.

The hilt of the rusty sword was held in Ding Hao's hand.

"If you provoke me again, you will be killed. Ding Hao said word by word.

It's on the new book list, brothers help me, let's be the first.

As long as the new book is the first today, in addition to the three watches scheduled today, the knife will explode two more more, which will definitely make everyone burn.

A new bloody journey has begun, let's burn together!