There has never been a moment like now, when Ding Hao had the urge to draw his sword and kill.

Guo Nu kept silent about this matter, but raised his head and laughed: "I can't imagine that I Guo Nu will be alone all my life...... Before dying...... But you can get to know a genius boy, hahaha, hahaha, live up to this life...... It's worth this life!"

The laughter touched the injuries all over his body, and the blood splashed around like a fountain, staining the snow red and Ding Hao's robe.

The laughter fell, and Guo Nu passed away with a smile on his face.

When Ding Hao wanted to rescue again, he was already powerless.

"Brother Guo, don't you want to say who the enemy is, are you worried about causing trouble for me?" Ding Hao sighed, "It's a pity, from the injuries on your body and the broken Xuan Qi remaining in your body, I can already see that it must be someone from Qingping Academy, right? Don't worry, no matter who it is, I will ask them to pay the price of blood!"

After speaking, Ding Hao stood up and screamed sadly.

The whistling sound was like an arrow breaking through the air, echoing in the mountains, forests, and snowfields.

Ding Hao dug a big pit in the ground with a dragon-patterned blood-colored long knife, and used the Xuanshuang Xuanqi to urge the white snow on the ground to cast an ice coffin, and put Guo Nu's body in it before burying it in the ground.

Guo Nu's long knife was inserted in front of the grave and used as a tombstone.

Ding Hao used the rusty sword as a pen, and carved a line of words on it with a brush!

"The great man of chivalry, the tomb of Guo Nu in Gudi Village! ’

After doing this, Ding Hao's shirt was stained with blood, and he carefully inspected the surroundings for a while, and identified a line of footprints that were almost covered by the vast snow, and his body was like electricity, and he chased down.

No one would have thought that Guo Nu's death would have a great impact on Ding Hao's worldview in this cold world.

So much so that when many classics in later generations recorded the deeds of the 'Sword God Emperor' Ding Hao, they couldn't avoid the introduction and praise of Guo Nu, a small person who should have been wiped out in the long river of the endless continent.

......

About two kilometers away.

On a snowy hill.

A group of people from Qingping College are enjoying the snow scene.

"Senior Sister Xian'er, it's almost time, we should go back, such a big thing happened in the ancient ruins this time, the elders of the sect must be very anxious. An inner courtyard disciple of Qingping Academy said with a sneer.

The silver-haired girl grinned and said, "Go back, why are you going back? The first heavy snow of the year, I still have to have a good time, hehe, it's funny to think about that big man's loose cultivation, I thought he was a tough guy, and in the end, he actually knelt down and begged for mercy, phew, I knew that I would kill him with a sword at the beginning, and I wasted so much of my time!"

"Haha, in front of your means, Senior Sister Xian'er, even an iron man has to open his mouth to beg for mercy, let alone a lowly casual cultivator!" another inner court disciple complimented.

"Yes, it is his honor to die under your sword, Senior Sister Xian'er!"

"It's still Senior Sister Xian'er, you are merciful, you will end him so quickly, if you change me, you must torture him alive for ten days and ten nights, hum, you dare to support that damn miscellaneous Ding Hao, he deserves to be unlucky. ”

The disciples of Qingping Academy flattered and complimented.

Obviously, although the strength of this silver-haired girl Lu Xian'er is average, her status is extremely high, so in addition to these outer court disciples, even the two inner court disciples are polite to her, patting the horse and whiskers.

The silver-haired girl giggled triumphantly.

"That little brute named Ding Hao, sooner or later, one day, I will make him unable to live, unable to die. Lu Xian'er gritted her teeth and smiled.

That's when --

"I'm afraid you won't have that day!"

A clear voice, with boundless chill and bursting murderous intent, sounded in the ears of everyone in Qingping Academy.

Lu Xian'er's face changed, and the hearts of the others also tightened for no reason, only to feel that a flower in front of them, a green shirt and blood-stained figure suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, flickering step by step, and after ten steps, he had already come to the front.

"Ding Hao!" Lu Xian'er gritted her teeth and called out the name from the depths of her throat.

"Huh? This little white face is Ding Hao? It turns out that he is not a three-headed and six-armed person, and he actually dares to challenge Uncle Tianyang?" A tall and thin disciple of the inner courtyard walked out, with a look of disdain, and said, "Boy, are you crazy, right? You actually thought of becoming famous by challenging our Senior Brother of Heavenly Cultivation?"

Challenging the masters of fame is the fastest way to become famous for many unknown martial artists.

Ding Hao didn't even look at him, his eyes stared at the silver-haired girl Lu Xian'er, and said word by word: "Did you kill Guo Nu?"

"Guo Nu, who is Guo Nu?" Lu Xian'er smiled disappreciably, and then seemed to remember something, and said with a smile: "Oh, you mean that stupid, big, lowly cultivator? Yes, I killed him, why? He's your friend? It's a pity, you're late and didn't see a good show." ”

Ding Hao's murderous intent boiled in his heart, and he slowly approached, "Good show?"

"Giggles, of course it's a good show, you didn't see that your friend was cut by our sword after sword, and you didn't see the wonderful picture of him abandoning the glory of the warrior in order to survive, kneeling in front of me, begging bitterly. Lu Xian'er smiled viciously: "How is it, don't you regret it?"

She has no fear.

In addition to the fact that there were two inner court disciples who had entered the warrior realm with their strength standing beside her, it was also because she didn't believe that in such an environment, Ding Hao dared to take the disciples of Qingping Academy, not to mention how noble her identity was.

Lu Xian'er said this in order to stimulate Ding Hao and appreciate Ding Hao's painful but helpless expression.

"By the way, look, how about this long knife?" Lu Xian'er took out a damaged giant meteorite long knife from the storage ring, and said with a grinning smile: "The garbage that your good brother got from the ruins of the ancient sect, that coward coward, gave it to me when he begged for his life......"

Ding Hao took a deep breath, and his face became more and more cold.

"The mouth of the green bamboo snake, the needle behind the wasp's tail, neither of them is poisonous, the most poisonous woman's heart! Today, I believe this sentence, slut, since you admit it, then you will be buried for Brother Guo today!"

The voice did not fall.

Ding Hao's hands probed in the void, and the light flashed, the dragon pattern knife in his left hand and the half-rusty sword in his right hand, his whole body was surging, surrounded by crystal ice crystal snowflakes.

The killing intent in his heart was rolling, and Ding Hao decided to fight quickly and use both swords!

"Hah, ahhhhhh......hh......hhhhhhhhhhhh

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