Wang Juefeng's body was shocked, and his face showed ecstasy.

During the battle, Zhang Fan's face changed drastically, he had been silent, his eyes burst out with amazing brilliance, and he forced Daoyuan back with a backhand slash, and his body fell to the ground.

Dao Yuan was about to pursue, but in an instant, a lightning gaze fell on him, and the instinctive feeling of danger made him feel that his skin was as painful as being pricked by steel needles, an unprecedented feeling of danger, which made him retreat for the first time.

Pulling away from a safe distance, Daoyuan looked at the owner of the gaze with a shocked expression.

There were more than a dozen figures in the field, in addition to the two little kids, there were also eight young disciples of the Sword Asking Sect, and their strength was not worth mentioning at all in Dao Yuan's eyes, and his gaze fell on the handsome young man in a green shirt for the first time.

The feeling of danger like death just now came from this young man's body.

"Who are you?"

Dogen asked with a frown.

Someone replied - Wang Juefeng hahaha like crazy laughter, already echoing in the snowstorm: "Hahaha, fuck, you stinky boy is finally back, if you don't come back, your daughter will play soy sauce......"

Ding Hao showed a wry smile on his face, and turned around and said, "Senior brother, can you have a little bit of the demeanor of the elders of the sect, the image of the senior master that I have created with great difficulty has been ruined by your words." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Fan with a look of ecstasy, Ding Hao came to his side, raised his hand and beat Zhang Fan, with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Ding!" the current number one master of the Sword Asking Sect habitually scratched the back of his head.

At this moment, he seemed to be still the shy and wooden Orion boy.

Some of the Sword Sect masters who reacted let out bursts of cheers.

Most of the hundreds of powerhouses of the Sword Sect who appeared by the Sword Washing Pool were old men of the sect, and they were in the Sword Sect three years ago, and they had experienced the period of Ding Hao's rise, so they had naturally seen Ding Hao, and they recognized Ding Hao's identity without anyone saying it again.

Three years is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

In the past three years since Ding Hao disappeared, the legends about him have never stopped asking the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, and people are also speculating all the time when this peerless Tianjiao of the sect will return.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the Sword Sect encountered a predicament, he finally fell from the sky.

Isn't this exactly Ding Hao's style?

Every time the sect needed him the most, he would always fall from the sky to turn the tide.

......

Demon Emperor Dao Yuan quickly calmed down.

Although the young man in the green shirt in front of him felt an incredible aura of danger the moment he appeared, but when he looked carefully at this time, he found that he was just a little guy at the peak of the Martial King realm.

This kind of Xuanqi cultivation is not worth mentioning at all in front of the Demon Emperor.

And Ding Hao's lifelong senior brother to Wang Juefeng made Daoyuan completely reassured.

As a senior brother, Wang Juefeng is just a low-grade martial emperor, so his junior brother will not be a strong person, as for the feeling of danger at that moment just now, maybe it was just an illusion?

"Another one to die, let's get to the end of the old days, then let's get on the road quickly!"

Dao Yuan smiled coldly.

"Okay, since you're in such a hurry, then I'll send you on your way first. Ding Hao turned his head and glanced at the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, nodded, and approached him step by step.

"Senior Brother Ding, be careful. Zhang Fan reminded.

"Boy, this is a demon emperor, if you are not sure, don't be strong. Wang Juefeng also reminded that although he didn't know what Ding Hao had experienced in the past three years, the existence of the Demon Emperor realm was enough for anyone to be careful.

"Don't worry, when have I ever done something I'm not sure about. Ding Hao said.

A trace of anger rose in Dao Yuan's heart, and the demonic power condensed all over his body: "I don't know what is alive or dead, when you ask the female head of the Sword Sect's [Jade-faced Shura], when she wails and gasps under His Highness Lan, you will know what pain and regret are." ”

When Ding Hao heard this, his murderous intent boiled.

Damn it!

Ding Hao was angry very few times, but the dragon had reverse scales, and he was extremely angry when he touched it.

Li Lan is already Ding Hao's woman, and this source has been unscrupulous again and again, which is really damned.

"Get on the road!"

Ding Hao probed with his backhand, the magic knife appeared in his hand, and in the next moment, the whole figure flashed and disappeared in place.

At the same moment, Dao Yuan's eyelids jumped wildly.

The kind of danger warning that had appeared once before suddenly appeared in his mind uncontrollably, and even more violently, and Ding Hao's trace had been lost in his sight.

"Not good!"

He instantly understood that the young man in the green shirt who suddenly appeared was definitely an extremely dangerous being.

The instinct of a strong man in the realm of Emperor Wu made him choose to retreat as soon as possible.

But in the next moment, Dao Yuan's single eye saw a familiar figure appear more than twenty meters away, dressed in white, surrounded by the same rolling demonic aura as himself, powerful and majestic.

"Who's that man?"

This thought flashed through Dao Yuan's mind for a moment, and he suddenly saw that familiar figure, which only had a torso but no head, and blood shot out from the broken neck like a fountain.

The next moment he suddenly realized something.

Uncontrollable fear and terror were like a tidal wave that overwhelmed him.

It was his body.

That familiar figure was himself.

But he saw his body because......

"I ...... Decapitated?"

Dao Yuan's mind went blank.

......

"A little low-grade demon emperor dares to come to me to ask the Sword Sect about the murderer, I really don't know whether to live or die. Ding Hao held the bloody magic knife in his right hand, grabbed the snow-white silver hair with his left hand, and carried Daoyuan's head, standing on the spot like a demon god.

The powerhouses of the two clans around them all stared blankly at this scene.

In their opinion, this qiē is too unbelievable.

Ding Hao summoned the magic knife, his figure was just a flash, he appeared beside him, and with a backhand knife, Daoyuan, the demon emperor Cunzài, was easily taken off his head, and the next moment, he seemed to have just reacted, and his body retreated sharply, but unfortunately he retreated only without a head......

This process is obviously not extremely fast in the eyes of others, but why is it as powerful as Dao Yuan, but it didn't dodge this blow.

The powerhouses of the demon clan all stayed in place, shocked in their hearts.

Could it be that this young man in a green shirt could not do anything?

On the human flesh chair composed of nineteen beautiful naked women, a shocked look also appeared on Lan's face.

The first time he saw this kind of battle, the broken knife in Ding Hao's hand gave him an extremely strange feeling, if he didn't guess wrong, the key to the knife just now was no longer the strength of the young man in the green shirt, but in the broken knife.

The other side.

Wang Juefeng smashed his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

This is a real demon emperor, in the whole Selangor state is a character who can walk sideways, the Selangor human race has not produced an emperor-level character for nearly 10,000 years, okay you Ding Hao, just like slaughtering a little chicken to slaughter a demon emperor, is it now that the emperor-level storage zài is already a cabbage on the side of the road?

After a brief moment of surprise, Zhang Fan showed a natural expression on his face.

In the eyes of this Ding Hao's extreme admirer, maybe no matter what shocking things Ding Hao does, it is a matter of course, right?

As for the other disciples of the Sword Asking Sect, they were already cheering wildly.

Relieve gas!

Refreshing!

What about the Demon Emperor? provoked me to ask the Sword Sect, provoked Ding Hao's uncle and ancestor, and didn't he kill himself?

......

"Hey, this uncle seems to be your father. Let me go, I quietly poked Ding Tianshuang, who was looking sluggish, with his fingers.

"Your uncle. Ding Tianshuang waited for a glance at him.

"Hey, talk well, I'll talk to you about business, how can you scold people?" the little fat man said aggrievedly.

Ding Tianshuang said solemnly: "Who scolded people? If he is really my father, and your father is a disciple of the same sect, my father was the first person in that generation, according to the generation, don't you have to call him an uncle?"

The little fat man was speechless for a moment.

After a pause, Ren Xing said with a look of adoration: "Anyway, your father is very powerful, and Uncle Zhang Fan doesn't seem to be as good as him." ”

"Of course, you don't see whose father it is. Ding Tianshuang's little pink carved face was full of pride, and at the end he said reservedly: "But I have to test him again, if he can't repel the little white face of the demon clan called Shemo Lan, I have to reconsider whether to recognize him as a father." ”

The little fat man let me do it, but his eyes were already shining and said: "Haha, I finally met a real master, compared to your father, everyone else is weak, haha, I must let him be my master when I turn around." ”

"If my father accepts apprentices, then it must be me first, and you will be second. Ding Tianshuang said proudly.

......

Ding Hao grabbed the Dao Source Rank and wiped the blood on the blade with silver hair.

The power of the flame was slightly urged, the magic knife buzzed, like a hungry beast, a strange force was released, and immediately absorbed the essence energy in the head of this demon emperor, and at the same time, a blood-colored light flame shot out, enveloping the headless corpse of Dao Yuan in the distance, and the power of the demon emperor was also absorbed in an instant.

Daoyuan has completely fallen.

This master of the Heavenly Demon Hall ended his long martial arts life in an ending that even he hadn't expected.

Feeling the pure power of feedback from the handle of the magic knife, Ding Hao's gaze locked on Lan in the distance.

After the initial shock, Lan's face was again with a signature smile, and he said condescendingly: "You are the former Selangor martial arts legend [Sword Maniac Sword Idiot] Ding Hao, I have heard of your name......"

Ding Hao didn't pay attention to this young master of the Heavenly Demon Hall who felt good about himself at all.

His gaze only stayed on Lan's body for a moment, and then swept over the camp of thousands of demon clan powerhouses, and instantly understood and judged the strength of the other party, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.

"I haven't been back to Selangor for three years, and what kind of cat and dog dare to hit me at the door of the Sword Sect," Ding Hao held a long knife in his hand, and forced towards the demon clan camp with one knife at a time, "Today is the right time to kill, and use your blood and bones to announce my return." ”