But at this moment, Ding Hao slowly pressed, and an invisible soft force escorted everyone back to the ground, shook his head slightly, and said: "Don't worry, with these few goods, I can deal with it alone!"

The voice did not fall.

"Arrogant!" a sword cultivator roared angrily, and instantly made a move.

Ding Hao's figure was like catkins in the wind, fluttering lightly, and pointing out with a finger.

Laugh at!

A burst of sword intent burst out.

The sword cultivator held the sword in both hands, burst out with great force, and propped up a curved sword qi shield in front of him.

Bang!

The sword intent slammed into the shield, suffocated slightly, and then penetrated through.

The sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and saw a small golden flame, as if it was a naughty elf, jumping out of his chest, flickering slightly.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't.

Because a hot flame erupted from his mouth in an instant.

In the next moment, among his facial features, a burst of fire spurted, and then a large number of flames came out of his body, igniting the clothes on his body, and even the mysterious weapon long sword in his hand was melted into liquid in an instant, falling to the ground!

It was just a moment of lightning and fire, and this sword cultivator, whose strength had reached the realm of the Nine Tricks Primary Martial King, turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into this world.

"Flame Sword Intent?" the Yin Owl Old Man exclaimed incredulously, "You have mastered two sword intents, how is this possible?"

Ding Hao laughed, his body fluttered, like an immortal, and he pointed out again and again.

Snort!

The light of sword intent is as fast as lightning.

In an instant, lightning swept vertically and horizontally, and sword intent filled the void.

There were several sword cultivators who made a move, some people's bodies condensed into ice, and they fell to the ground with a miserable scream, some people's bodies spontaneously combusted, turning into a puff of green smoke, and some people's bodies suddenly swelled with vitality, their hair and beards spread wildly and long, and they consumed all their vitality and decayed in an instant, and some people became old in an instant, and fell directly to death due to blood and qi failure......

The terrible and terrifying way of death made the sword cultivators terrified.

"Ah, devil, you are the devil......" A sword cultivator completely lost his courage, he was almost frightened crazy, he turned around and fled, but he was pierced through his body by a wisp of sword intent, and in the next moment, he burned wildly, completely disappearing like a fireball!

It was a terrible massacre.

The [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] sword cultivators who originally came to Selangor as an emperor looking down on beggars were like poor lambs at this moment, and they were killed one by one like strangled ants by Ding Hao, and they couldn't even invade his body within ten meters!

It's just too fast.

When the old man wanted to come to the rescue, there were only two people left in the sky, him and Han Yangjian.

Between heaven and earth, there is a terrible silence.

Below.

Even Wang Juefeng wiped his eyes in disbelief.

The boy in the sky who killed the peak martial king with a gesture was really Ding Hao?

It can't be that some peerless powerhouse pretended to be Ding Hao to play, right?

You must know that the people who were killed like killing chickens and dogs, but they are genuine martial arts kings peak level powerhouses, any of them are placed in Selangor, they are all dominant, and they can definitely enter the top five absolute masters of the Selangor powerhouse list, but in front of Ding Hao, they are like ants, and they are easily crushed to death one by one!

What kind of opportunity did this kid get in the [Hundred Saints Battlefield]?

How did it become so powerful?

Although he had comprehended the sword intent before, he had not yet reached such a perverted level!

The expressions of the others were similar to Wang Juefeng's, they were all sluggish, and some people's minds were blank, and they hadn't even understood what had happened...... Is it true? Those sword cultivators who are almost invincible are really crushed one by one like this?

The next moment.

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and the whole garbage area resounded with cheers like spring thunder.

The disciples of the Sword Sect laughed and cried, jumped wildly, and hugged each other!

"Ask the sword, ask the sword, ask the sword, ask the sword!"

People chanted these two words, as if there was a kind of magic that allowed them to vent to their heart's content.

Everyone burst into tears at this moment, those partners who sacrificed their lives to defend the sect, you who are sleeping in the starry sky, have you seen it, have you seen this scene?

"Ding Hao!Ding Hao!Ding Hao!Ding Hao!Ding Hao......"

More people chanted the name.

From today onwards, this figure in the sky is the god of the Sword Sect, the supreme existence in their hearts, this young man who turned the tide, this young man who smiled like jade, this gentle and elegant young man, this young man who created countless miracles, the figure of this moment will be eternally engraved in the lives and souls of everyone present.

In such a crazy and scorching atmosphere, the two old men couldn't help but change color.

In contrast, the two people of the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] were a little cold-hearted.

"You...... How many kinds of sword intent have you mastered?" was still shocked in the eyes of the old man of the Yin Owl.

Ding Hao sneered, ignoring him, completely ignoring this venerable Heaven Splitting Sword Sect elder.

His gaze turned to Han Yangjian on the side, as sharp as a knife, and asked word by word: "It's you, relying on Xuanqi cultivation to be strong, and defeated the head of Li Jianyi with one sword that day?"

Although Han Yangjian was frightened in his heart, he did not show weakness at all, gritted his teeth and sneered, and said: "Yes, it was I who shattered all his internal organs with one sword, the little Selangor Ant Sect, I don't know the so-called head of the sect, trying in vain to confront my [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect], even if it is cut by a thousand knives, it is more than innocent!"

This sentence immediately caused the disciples of the Sword Sect below to curse angrily.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you just now?" Ding Hao's eyes flashed with a knife-like cold light: "Because I think your dog life, it would be more suitable for another person to harvest it." ”

"Hmph, that's ridiculous. Han Yangjian sneered: "Boy, don't be too complacent, you just comprehended the sword intent by luck, it's just luck, if it weren't for that, if it were with real combat power, you would have been killed by me 11,000 times, remember, sometimes, the sword intent is not omnipotent." ”

"Oh, are you provoking me?" Ding Hao said disdainfully: "You think that I am young and ambitious, and I must be arrogant in my heart, so I squeeze me with words, and I want me not to use my sword intent and fight with you?" If you really think like this, then I can only say that you are too naïve!"

Han Yangjian just sneered: "It turns out that you are afraid of death, and it turns out that you also think that with the martial arts skills of the Sword Sect, it is impossible to defeat me." ”

The old man stood aside and did not interject.

In the depths of his slightly squinted eyes, there was a fleeting coldness, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ding Hao stretched out his hand, picked up an ordinary stainless steel long sword from the ground below, blew it gently, drooped the blood and dust on the sword, and said quietly: "Although I know that you are a radical general, I still decided to give you a chance to let you see the real sword sect swordsmanship, this time, I don't use sword intent, as long as you can catch my three moves, I will let you leave alive today." ”

Han Yangjian's face suddenly turned happy: "Boy, do you really dare to do this?"

It's just three moves, this kid in front of him, it seems that his Xuan Qi cultivation is just the realm of a great grandmaster, if it weren't for the sword intent, there would be absolutely no problem with taking the three moves by himself, and he could even kill him.

You're asking for your own death.

Han Yangjian smiled fiercely in his heart, let me send you to meet your poor master.

Ding Hao's wrist shook, put the long sword on his chest, like a stick of incense, the sword body soared to the sky, the eyes looked at the nose, the nose looked at the heart, the long sword was attached to the face door, and the face was divided into two parts.

A wisp of ancient and vicissitudes of life permeated from Ding Hao's body and the ordinary long sword.

Everyone below was amazed.

This sword style is familiar to everyone, and it can't be more familiar.

It is the starting style of the thirteen basic swordsmanship of the Asking Sword Sect [Chaotian One Pillar of Incense], the sword style urged by the Xuanqi Mental Method of the [Taixuan Asking Sword Chapter], the first thing that all the disciples of the Asking Sword Sect do when they enter the sect is to learn the thirteen-style basic swordsmanship, even the poor people in many garbage areas have some understanding of these thirteen-style swordsmanship.

This is the lowest level of sword technique of the Sword Sect.

However, from Ding Hao's hands, there is a faint kind of majestic coercion, which is even more mysterious.

"Haha, boy, you're looking for death, look at the sword!"

Han Yangjian laughed loudly and stabbed out with a sword. ’

This sword is one of the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect]'s lore sword styles, and it is also his proud work.

Since the arrogant young man in front of him abandoned the sword intent, it happened to hit him hard with a sword, so he killed him at the beginning, just as he defeated Li Jianyi with a sword at that time.

Han Yang's sword turned into a streamer, and it came in an instant.

The sword light separates the airflow, and the sword is halfway through, and suddenly changes in a thousand ways, turning into a rain of swords in the sky, and it is impossible to capture which one is the real body, and which one is the phantom, one after another The sky-splitting sword qi is sharp and matchless, cutting through the void, it really has the potential to cover the sky and the sun, and sweep the power of the heavens and the earth.

Opposite side.

Ding Hao didn't seem to hear it, and didn't move.

At the moment when the rain of swords in the sky was about to pierce into his body, the long sword in his hand suddenly swung and slashed out with a backhand.

This sword, which is extremely simple, is the [Chasing the Moon] among the thirteen basic sword styles.

But it was this extremely ordinary and simple sword style, but Ding Hao seemed to be alive in his hands.

A sword is drawn, and there is a faint implication that a sword breaks ten thousand laws.

Han Yangjian was shocked.

For a moment, I only felt that everything in my sight was gone, only the flickering cold blade was coming, no matter which direction I dodged, I couldn't dodge this sword, and my attack looked like I was in a hurry to send my body to the oncoming sword tip.