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His voice seemed to have jumped out of the Nine Hells, and Zhao Xingcheng only felt that there was a sudden breath of cold air, which uncontrollably ascended from the tail vertebrae to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, making him cold all over, and he couldn't even say a word.

Beside him, the cheers of several teenagers came to an abrupt end.

This group of fierce guys were all stunned in place, like ducks with their necks choked, at a loss.

Ding Hao sneered and slowly put away his long sword.

Then he suddenly turned around and strode towards the garbage cliff.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the hazy moonlight in the distance that Zhao Xingcheng and his companions looked at each other as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they all saw the chill in each other's eyes, as if they had an unbelievable nightmare.

"Fuck, this little bastard......" Zhao Xingcheng gasped, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

What the hell is going on today?

Why did Ding Hao, who was as stupid as a pig and only promised, suddenly become so ruthless and decisive?

It's like a different person.

A rusty sword that was about to break at any time, in his hands, was so terrifying?

Zhao Xingcheng thought back to the process of the moment of the fight just now, and still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He unbelievably realized that the swordsmanship displayed by this "Pig Who Asked the Sword", whether it was degree or verve, seemed to be still above the famous disciple of the Asking Sword Sect he knew...... But how is this possible?

"Brother Xing, what should I do?

"Chase, chase a fart, who is his opponent when you catch up?" Zhao Xingcheng was angry and took the long sword and inserted it back into the scabbard.

"Huh......? Is that all?"

"Of course you can't just forget it, find someone to deal with him, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple? Hehe, dare to fight with me, I want him to survive and not die, go!" Zhao Xingcheng's eyes surged with a vicious gaze.

If you can't do it, you can still come to the yin.

He's not a measured.

Today, Ding Hao made him lose face in front of his younger brothers, and he must get it back a hundred times.

......

got rid of the entanglement of Zhao Xingcheng and others, Ding Hao soon came to his destination.

It is a gentle slope of a stone forest with a downward slope of 45 degrees, and a large amount of garbage is dumped from the gentle slope every day, sliding down to the bottomless cliff hundreds of meters away.

The abyss below this cliff is called the Crypt Abyss.

Endless black mist rolled under the cliff at every moment, and the wind howled and screamed, like a ghost crying god, and there was a great terrible suction.

It is said to be the entrance to an underground demon world that has been abandoned for tens of thousands of years.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Sword Sect, he was very interested in this crypt abyss, and once sent a master to investigate below.

However, after paying a total of one Great Grandmaster-level powerhouse, three Innate Martial Sects and dozens of Great Martial Master masters entering the crypt and never returning, the Asking Sword Sect finally extinguished the idea of continuing to explore.

Later, the Sword Sect simply turned this abyss into a forbidden place, strictly prohibiting the disciples in the sect from entering the abyss to explore.

Later, it became a place for sectarian dumping of garbage.

For thousands of years, I don't know how much garbage has been poured into this abyss, even if it is the periphery of the cliff, it is also garbage to make up, accumulating over time, wind, sun and rain, a large amount of garbage has been piled up here stinky and rotten ferment, so that the garbage stone forest within a radius of several hundred meters is almost a silt swamp, breeding poisonous gas.

In the past, many people in the slums had strayed into this place, inhaled poison gas, and lost their lives.

For this reason, few people in the slums now dare to enter here.

As for the disciples of the Sword Sect?

The pride and superiority of the warriors will not make them condescend to such a dirty and smelly place.

It's the previous Ding Hao, who comes back to the garbage dump every night to find Taobao, if you're lucky, you'll find some good things, take them back to your home or sell them at the Ziyou bazaar, and exchange them for some silver taels to subsidize your family.

He has an upright personality and great courage, and he dares to come where others dare not come, and in the end, he really figured out a safe route that can avoid the poisonous miasma and mud traps and come to the edge of the cliff.

This is why, before that Ding Hao, no one could show it, in fact, on a raised stone wall a hundred meters below the cliff, there were several extremely precious third-order positive spirit grass [Dragon Heart Xuancao].

If it were changed to another place, this [Dragon Heart Xuancao], which remembers the third-grade rank, would have been picked by someone a long time ago, and it would be his turn to pick it.

Speaking of which, Ding Hao inadvertently appeared under the cliff two days ago when there was a [Dragon Heart Xuancao].

This third-order positive spirit grass is a good medicine for nourishing and improving the meridians.

If they get their hands on it, it will be enough to improve Ding Hao's suzhì by a large margin within fifteen days, improve the innate shortcomings of the meridians, and reach the level of the Tongguò Sword Sect Sect test.

This is Ding Hao's last hope.

According to his memory, following the familiar route, Ding Hao soon came to the edge of the cliff.

He crept down on the ground and poked his head out to look down the cliff.

The black mist below is churning, the yin wind is whistling, and it can be vaguely seen that at a depth of 100 meters below, there are a few wisps of red light flickering in the black mist, flickering and flickering, this is where those [Dragon Heart Xuancao] are.

Ding Hao also gasped.

This place is really very dangerous.

There is a strange suction in the black mist, and it is extremely difficult to pick the spirit grass.

However, he had no other choice.

After making some rough preparations, he fixed the temporary rope on a rock on the edge of the cliff at one end, and threw the other end off the cliff, looking at the distance about the same, Ding Hao gritted his teeth, grabbed the rope tightly, and went down the cliff little by little.

"Mother, what's this called, going down the cliff in the middle of the night, there is not even a safety buckle, if you let go, Lao Tzu will really become a meatloaf if you fall!"

Ding Hao went down the rope for more than ten meters, feeling a little like crying without tears.

Who knew that his crow's mouth was really smart.

Before he could finish his sentence, a stabbing sound came.

The rope, which looked so strong, broke in two without warning.

Ding Hao was a little scared.

Before I could look up, I only felt that my body was light, and the whole person was like a meteor falling down quickly.

The fall was too fast, like a meteor falling.

Ding Hao didn't have time to react at all, his body rolled unconsciously, hitting the rocks protruding from the cliff, blood burst out, and bursts of sharp pain from broken bones surged, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

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