Ding Hao didn't say a word, and his backhand was held in the void, and the rusty sword was already in his hand.

Most of his abilities are on the sword, a sword in his hand, and suddenly the momentum is great, the sword light suddenly blooms in the void, the ice crystals splash, and in the midst of the dragon's groan, a lifelike and delicate phantom of the dragon king's claws emerges, and a trace of true dragon breath fills the void.

As soon as Ding Hao made a move, he was the best at the 'Dragon King Lishui Sword', which shows that he also attaches great importance to the opponent in front of him.

The bronze ghost-faced masked man exhaled and pushed out twenty-one palms, and the twenty-one palm-print flames were connected and continuously hit the claws of the dragon king's phantom ice crystals, and in a series of terrifying power explosions, they finally resisted the claws of the terrifying sword shadow dragon king.

The scorching flames and the bone-chilling ice clashed constantly.

On one side is the spark dance, on the other side is the splash of ice crystals, forming a rare meteorological spectacle, only to see the white mist rise halfway, click and freeze into ice slag again, and the ice slag has not fallen to the ground, but has been remelted into a hot and burning mist.

A whirlwind caused by the alternation of hot and cold appeared beside the two of them and escaped in all directions.

Everyone at the door of the inn was stunned by the fierce battle in front of them.

Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao looked at the two flickering figures nervously, for fear that Ding Hao would have an accident, and their palms held the hilt of the sword, once Ding Hao was gone, the two would join forces to attack.

In the crowd, Lu Pengfei, who had never appeared, also appeared, watching the battle with a nervous expression.

......

Laugh at!

The long sword in Ding Hao's hand flashed, cutting through the long sleeves of the bronze ghost-faced man.

A touch of silver frost suddenly spread down his long sleeves, instantly staining his entire right arm.

The bronze ghost-faced man snorted coldly, his body exploded, his left palm swept on his right arm, the flames removed the frost power attached to it, his hands grabbed in the void, and a pair of strange-shaped scimitars appeared in his hands, and the red flames spread up along his palms, covering the entire blade in the blink of an eye.

He finally used his weapon.

It is a pair of very rare moon scimitars.

In the next moment, the two figures collided together again.

Dingding!!!

The sound of the sudden impact of weapons bloomed in the silent ghost like a rainstorm pear blossom, which was extremely harsh.

The figure flickered, the sword light and the shadow of the sword, like a dream, like a fantasy, like a reality, and it was not clear at all.

In the end, there was only the light of the sword in the field, silver ice crystals and red flames splashed, and the white mist steamed, forming a column of air that rose into the sky, enveloping the figures of the two people, and the people watching next to them could no longer see the specific content of the battle with the naked eye.

The scattered cultivators who had almost clashed with Ding Hao before were all shocked by each other.

This is the first time they have seen Ding Hao shoot with all his might, and it is also the first time they know that it turns out that this young man who looks like a gentleman has such a high strength, and they can't help but be afraid for a while, if they really angered Ding Hao regardless of life or death, I am afraid that they don't need the help of other disciples of the Sword Sect, only Ding Hao alone, can kill them all.

Thinking of Lu Mad killing more than a dozen loose cultivators by himself, he was originally dissatisfied with the loose cultivation of the big sect, but at this time, he finally understood the terrible thing about the sect.

Suddenly, a muffled snort came from the battle circle.

A burst of blood burst out.

The figure was separated at the touch of a button, and I saw the bronze ghost-faced figure staggering, and a smear of blood overflowed from his shoulder, but it was Ding Hao's rusty sword that broke through the defense of his Full Moon Flame Knife and stabbed him in the shoulder.

The Bronze Ghostface leaped to his feet, flashed onto the rooftop by the side of the street, and flew off into the distance.

Ding Hao's figure flickered, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and it was almost to the extreme, like an arrow off the string, flying down and chasing after him.

"Senior Brother Ding, poor Kou Mo chase!" Murong Yan made a sound to stop him, and he and Yu Jueyao wanted to follow to help, but Ding Hao and the bronze ghost-faced man were too fast, and when the two girls just jumped on the roof, they looked up, but they were already gone.

"Two junior sisters, come back first, don't disperse, Senior Brother Ding's strength is unfathomable, and there will be no danger. Lin Xin from the Yellow Shirt North Courtyard said loudly.

Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao could only come back helplessly.

"I hope Senior Brother Ding won't have any surprises. ”

......

Ding Hao took the 'cigarette word trick' to the extreme, like an elusive wisp of green smoke, chasing after him.

On this bronze ghost-faced man, he sensed an extremely strange aura, which seemed to be somewhat familiar, but extremely unfamiliar, and although the sword technique of this bronze ghost-faced man was extremely wonderful, there was a sense of sluggishness between the conversion of moves, and Ding Hao instinctively felt that if he used a long sword to show it, the power would be greater.

Moreover, although the voice of this bronze ghost-faced man was erratic, it gave Ding Hao an illusion of deliberately concealing it.

The Bronze Ghostface is definitely hiding something.

These discoveries made Ding Hao chase down alone regardless of the danger.

Ding Hao is confident in his strength.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them chased and fled, rushing out for at least four or five thousand meters, flashing and jumping between the streets, rooftops, and shops like jumping pills, and their bodies were extremely fast.

Ding Hao's 'Smoke and Waves Blur Technique' is an extremely profound mental method, which has been triggered to the extreme, almost to the realm of almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

However, the light skills of the bronze ghost-faced man are also very good, like a ghost, hidden from time to time, and it is no less than the 'smoke and waves'.

"Stay for me!"

Ding Hao, who was running, moved in his heart, shook his wrist, and a few wisps of silver flew out, and the three flying knives took on a zigzag shape and headed towards the back of the bronze ghost-faced man.

The bronze ghost-faced man turned around, his scimitar fluttering.

Ding Ding Ding!

Sparks splashed, metal clanged, and knives were all knocked away.

Taking advantage of this pause, Ding Hao's figure suddenly exerted force, and suddenly shortened the distance between each other by hundreds of meters.

Opposite side.

The bronze ghost-faced man no longer ran away, but stood quietly in place.

A strange aura that had never appeared before swirled around his devil-like figure, and when he released his palm, two scimitars fell to the ground, thrown away by him, and then the cold light flashed in his palm, and they were replaced by two sharp and snowy long swords.

An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly appeared, making Ding Hao's eyelids jump wildly.

Sure enough, it was replaced with a long sword.

What he had used before was indeed a swordsmanship...... The reason why I want to use the scimitar is just to avoid being discovered by others, right? Could it be that among the people before, there were actually people who knew the bronze ghost-faced man?

"There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break in, Ding Hao, your life will end here!"

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