"With this Xuanqi armor, under the Great Martial Master Realm, there is no way to break through my defenses, and the powerhouses of the same realm must be two small realms higher than me before they can hurt my body through the Xuanqi armor. ”

Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction.

In the next second, Ding Hao's palm covered with silver armor dragon scales was gently stretched out in the void, and a silver heavy sword condensed by Xuan Qi slowly appeared in his palm like a substance.

That's not his limit.

Ding Hao separated his divine sense, continued to control the Xuan Qi, and constantly transformed the blade.

In an instant, a strange and spectacular scene appeared, only to see the air around his body, ripple-like tremors, slightly rippling, and then a silver frost divine weapon with a strange handle continued to emerge out of thin air.

knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks......

All kinds of meteorological silver frost divine soldiers, like the most loyal guards, floated densely around Ding Hao's body, protecting him, with a strong momentum, silver flashing, terrifying.

It wasn't until these weapons reached ninety-nine that Ding Hao stopped increasing.

"With my Xuanqi cultivation now, under the premise of conjuring up the Xuanqi armor, the ninety-nine Silver Frost Divine Weapons are my limit, if they continue to increase, the power of the Silver Frost Divine Weapons will fall, and it will be difficult for me to completely control them, of course, if the Xuanqi armor is removed, this number should be doubled!"

Ding Hao tried his limits.

"The power of each Silver Frost Divine Weapon can kill any martial artist under the Great Martial Master realm in an instant! However, the threat to the Innate Martial Sect can be ignored, is there any way to increase the power of the Silver Frost Divine Weapon?"

Ding Hao was not satisfied.

If he can't get a quick breakthrough in the realm, then the enhancement of combat effectiveness is the goal he is trying to pursue.

After thinking for a while, Ding Hao thought of a theoretically feasible solution.

He removed most of the Silver Frost Divine Soldiers, leaving only four of the Giant Sword Divine Soldiers, and then used his divine sense, carefully controlling the Xuan Qi, and slowly sketching out small Chinese characters and verse inscriptions on the blade of the Giant Sword Divine Soldiers.

Attaching his unique Chinese characters and verses to the Silver Frost Divine Soldier, this is the way he came up with to enhance the lethality of the Silver Frost Divine Soldier.

After dozens of attempts, Ding Hao finally sketched a complete verse inscription with his divine sense on the edge of one of the giant swords!

"Ten years to sharpen a sword".

This is the first sentence of the poem "Swordsman" by the Tang Dynasty poet Jia Dao in the previous earth era, which contains a heroic righteousness, and the killing intent of Jin Ge Iron Horse, after the blessing of these five Chinese inscriptions, the power of this giant sword Silver Frost Divine Soldier has been more than doubled.

Moreover, to Ding Hao's surprise, between the flashes of light, this giant sword underwent a qualitative change, and a strange aura flowed.

Such an attempt made Ding Hao gradually figure out some doorways.

Soon, he will put the remaining three verses | The frost blade has never been tried", "Now show the king", "Who has injustice", the seal is engraved on the other three giant sword divine soldiers.

Buzz!

At the moment when the inscription was completed, the unthinkable happened.

The four giant sword divine soldiers suddenly trembled at high speed, emitting a low sword roar like a dragon's roar, as if they had life and soul, the four swords were connected, faintly combined into a strange formation, and the mysterious connection between them made their power suddenly multiply.

Ding Hao himself was taken aback.

I didn't expect that after the four words of "Swordsman" by Jia Dao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty on the earth in the previous life, were engraved on the Silver Frost Divine Soldier, there would be such a strange change.

Could it be because of the coherent rhyme between these four lines of poetry that the four giant sword divine soldiers have faintly become a small sword formation?

Sword Formation!

"This is really an unexpected joy!" Ding Hao was overjoyed.

The wonder of Chinese character inscriptions has not yet been fully discovered by Ding Hao. He had even begun to think that if he used a hundred-word long poem to connect more than a hundred Silver Frost Divine Soldiers at the same time, would he be able to form a super sword formation?

Also, if you engrave Chinese characters and inscriptions on the Xuanqi armor, will the armor also undergo some kind of miraculous changes?

Ding Hao was very excited in his heart.

He was about to start trying, and it was at this time that a mutation suddenly occurred.

In the distance, a majestic breath, like a long rainbow through the sky, cut through the sky from a distance, between lightning and fire, came to the courtyard where Ding Hao was sitting, fell to the ground, and turned into a burly middle-aged man in a golden robe, with a momentum like an abyss, extremely terrifying.

Ding Hao's heart moved, and the Xuanqi armor and the Silver Frost Divine Weapon instantly disappeared without a trace.

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over Ding Hao's body, and a look of surprise surged in the depths of his eyes.

Obviously, he had just sensed the strong aura on Ding Hao's body.

The golden-robed middle-aged man nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation appeared on his face, and asked in a harmonious voice, "You are Ding Hao, a registered disciple of the Tsing Yi East Academy?"

Ding Hao saluted without humility or arrogance, and nodded: "It is the disciple, the predecessor is"

"I am one of the twelve palms of the [Asking Torture Hall], the third generation of core disciple Nangong Zheng, on the order of the head of the sect, I will take you to the main hall of the Torture Hall to be interrogated by the six halls. The middle-aged man said with a solemn face: "Ding Hao, do you have anything else to prepare, or if you have anything to explain to others, I would have allowed you to have a stick of incense and do it quickly." ”

It was actually the Twelve Executioners who came to pick up the people in person?

Ding Hao was slightly shocked in his heart.

It seems that this trial of the six halls is really dangerous.

However, this executioner named Nangong Zheng obviously had a good impression of himself, and he actually allowed himself to prepare, you must know how strict the Sword Sect [Ask the Torture Hall] is, where will there be such a favor for interrogating prisoners.

Ding Hao said respectfully: "Disciple doesn't need to prepare, thank you Uncle Nangong." ”

"Okay, let's go. Before Nangong Zheng's voice fell, a majestic aura gushed out, full of energy, thick as Yue, wrapped himself and Ding Hao in it, rose to the sky, and shot towards the depths of the mountain gate.

At this moment, in the registered disciple area, almost everyone saw this golden light rising from Ding Hao's courtyard.

"The Six Palaces will be tried...... Is it finally getting started?"

"I don't know if Senior Brother Ding Hao can survive this catastrophe?"

"Brother Hao, you must come back safely!"

"Hehe, Ding Hao, your glory is coming to an end, right? The trial of the six halls will definitely die, and from now on, I will never have to live in your shadow again. ”

"The object of the trial of the six halls is actually a registered disciple, this is the second time since the founding of the Sword Sect, Ding Hao, will you be like that person, will the entire six halls be tried, turn it upside down?"