Dangerous!

An unprecedented sense of danger instantly enveloped every nerve in Ding Hao's body.

[Smoke Word Formula] broke out instantly.

Ding Hao's figure shook slightly, and in the next moment, more than a dozen realistic afterimages broke away from Ding Hao's body, like a chaotic hoof, bursting in all directions.

This force is not something that Ding Hao can resist at all.

So he had to dodge.

Even so, in the air flow stirred up by this sword qi, Ding Hao only felt as if he had been smashed on his body by several 10,000-pound giant hammers, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth with a wow, and spewed out a bloody arrow!

"For more than ten years, I have cultivated a sword, and I have shaken the world with the sheath, not asking about right and wrong and grievances, only asking about burying bones and running sword money!"

A clear song came from afar.

Ding Hao looked up and saw a slender figure in the wind and snow in the distance, one meter above the ground, stepping on the void, hurrying towards the edge of the ice cliff.

This person is dressed in a light cyan robe, with fluttering sleeves, clusters of snowflakes blooming at his feet, like lotus flowers, one lotus flower at a time, seemingly slow, but in fact, a flicker is hundreds of meters, and in a blink of an eye, he came to two hundred meters away.

The terrifying sword aura just now was obviously emitted by this person at random.

"Ding Hao?" This person came closer, his eyes fell on Ding Hao's body, and he looked carefully, his eyes were as cold as a hunter who had finally found his prey.

"Who are you?" Ding Hao didn't dare to be careless, and was secretly on guard.

"Ask the Sword Sect, the sword is uneven. The green-shirted man smiled slightly.

He looked like he was about twenty-four or five years old, with a fair complexion, sharp edges, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, releasing a charm of pride mixed with a bit of helplessness, and the corners of his eyes were oblique and long, containing anger.

"Ask the Sword Sect?" Ding Hao was shocked in his heart, and frowned: "You are asking the disciple of the Sword Sect?

Jian Buping nodded reasonably: "Not bad." ”

"Don't ask about right and wrong and grievances, just ask about the money ...... burying bones and running the sword" Ding Hao somewhat understood the identity of this person, "Are you the killer of the cashier?"

"Not bad. Jian Buping smiled patiently.

"Ask the disciples of the Sword Sect to be killers for the sake of gold and silver?" Ding Hao's tone was filled with undisguised suspicion and mockery.

"Not bad. "The answer to the sword is always clear and clear.

He flicked his fingers at the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders, his posture was extremely chic, his smile remained unchanged, and said, "For the sake of you also asking the disciples of the Sword Sect, I will give you ten breaths of preparation time." ”

"Do you know that I am a disciple of the Sword Sect and are still here to kill me?" Ding Hao slowly calmed down.

"The killer only asks about the price, not about the right and wrong. Jian Buping's smile was still the same: "You still have eight breaths of time." ”

Ding Hao sneered and said, "Who asked you to kill me?"

"Think of your enemies. Jian Buping's face, with that kind of unchanged smile, obviously came to kill, but like an old friend, he still said extremely patiently: "Before you die, you can think about what kind of undying enemies you have made, maybe you can guess what...... I searched for you in Xuelong Mountain for a whole month, and finally found ...... By the way, you still have five breaths of time to prepare. ”

"Oh, is it my enemy?" Ding Hao actually lowered his head and thought very seriously.

......

Jian Buping's face finally showed a look of surprise.

Jian Buping didn't expect that in such a dangerous environment, Ding Hao really didn't worry about his life and death at all, but thought about this question, did he think he couldn't kill him?

Or is it ...... Ding Hao is sure of escape?

After cultivating in the Sword Sect for more than ten years, Jian Buping was also brilliant, he was once the first in the five academies of the same era, and his kendo talent was also extremely amazing, he was favored by his teachers and envied by his brothers.

It's a pity that because he was young and ignorant and anxious, at the beginning of embarking on the path of martial arts, he relied on the flawed [Qi Induction Pill] to stimulate the Xuan Qi seed, so after reaching the Great Perfection of the Martial Master Realm, he was never able to break through the bottleneck and achieve the Great Martial Master Realm.

From glory to downfall, not everyone can accept this turn.

Under the silent smile of the sword, there is a heart full of anger, so that in recent years, this former genius has gradually entered the killing road, practicing swords with killing, and has actually become a murderous maniac!

Only the kind of freewheeling killing, the horror and pleading of the deceased before death, the splashing of warm blood and the broken bones of Bai Sensen, can make Jian Buping's heart that is close to perverted because of frustration get a perverted sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

He has killed a lot of people.

Sometimes they kill purely for the sake of killing, and sometimes they draw their swords for the reward.

After all, he was in a cultivation predicament, and he needed a lot of resources, pills, and spiritual herbs to support the difficulties, and his hard work was even greater than that of ordinary people.

Kill Ding Hao, he can get a large amount of remuneration.

What's more, Ding Hao, like him, was also the first in the competition of the Five Academies, and killing such a young disciple with a similar experience to himself may give him some different comfort in his perverted and crazy heart.

Before taking over this business, he studied Ding Hao's information very carefully.

It also took a long time to determine Ding Hao's whereabouts.

It wasn't a simple killing for Jian Buping.

It was a huge treat.

......

Ten breaths of time, it will pass quickly.

The demon cat Evil Moon was lying upright on the ground and pretending to be dead as soon as Jian Buping appeared, it is an expert in this regard, even if it is a strong person at the level of the Innate Great Martial Sect, he will not find that the white cat lying on the ground is actually alive.

Jian Buping also didn't pay attention to a cat.

And Ding Hao raised his head, drew his sword, and took out his sword at the last moment of ten breaths...... A series of movements, in one go, a wisp of sword light as bright as a star, from his hand, seemed to be slowly and urgently.

As soon as he made a move, Ding Hao used his sword intent.

In the face of such an opponent whose realm is beyond his own, any clumsy move is tantamount to self-defeat.

Jian Buping's pupils shrank, and an uncontrollable trace of shock appeared on his face.

As an outstanding swordsman who had been cultivating swords in the Sword Sect for more than ten years, he felt the unusualness of Ding Hao's sword at the first time, the misty but bright sword light like a star, which did not eat the fireworks of the world, but contained a danger that made him feel palpitations.

But the instinctive pride of being a swordsman who thinks he is already famous can't accept that he actually dodges in the face of a junior whose strength is far inferior to him.

So, he drew his sword and took it hard.

Bite!

At first it was just a faint sound of metal striking.

Not even the slightest bit of energy collided.

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