Blade and Sword God Sovereign

"Roll!" A arrogant and arrogant voice sounded, and relentlessly scolded Tian Neng.

Then I listened and slammed, and then the curtain of the tent was violently opened. Ai Qing, a red robe, walked in with a big thorn. Looking down at Ding Hao, he was able to follow up with his face. Looking at Ding Hao, with a helpless look, he stopped himself and stopped.

Seeing Tian Neng's swollen face, Ding Hao flashed a sigh of anger in the depths.

These disciples of the "Spouted Swordsman" are really arrogant and arrogant, and they can't beat their faces. Tianneng is also a master of the realm of the great masters. It is inevitable that it will be the pride of the heavens. It is because of this kind of humiliation that Ai Qing deliberately made.

In this case, don't blame me for being welcome.

Ding Hao had a care in his heart, waving a hand and indicating that Tian Neng first went out.

Ai Qing took a look at Ding Hao, sneered, and sat on the main seat next to him. The eyes clearly showed the disdain for the shabby setting in the tent, like examining the prisoner. "You guys, your shelf is big." Ah, the doglegs under my hand dare to stop me?"

Ding Hao ignored him, and his knowledge slowly released. He found that Ai Qing was just a person coming over and did not follow his companions.

"So late, you come to my tent, is there something?" Ding Hao's attitude is not friendly.

Ai Qingyi stunned and immediately laughed and said: "It seems that your little white face is really used to pampering. When you go to [Hundred Battlefield], you dare to be so arrogant. The dead words don't know how to write... Kid, I see you in your hands. There are a lot of babies, how many pieces are there? Let me see them."

Ding Hao smiled coldly: "How many treasures do I have in my hands, do you have anything to do with you?"

"I didn't have anything to do with me. Unfortunately, since you entered this ancient city station, you have something to do with me," Ai Qingmu reveals fierce light: "I honestly hand over things in my hands, and tomorrow you can still leave alive, otherwise... ... From then on, there will be no more people in the world."

Ding Hao looked up at him and looked very calmly. "Even if I hand over all the whole body and all the blood and bones of the whole world, I am afraid that you will not let me go." [Chutian Jianzong] Although the reputation has always been not good. However, after all, it is also a well-known martial art in Jianzhou. It is not a sinister sect. You are so eager to grab it. Naturally, I am afraid that I will promote it in the future. So even if I hand over everything on the body, you will find an excuse. Kill me and my companion, I guess right?"

Ai Qing slightly glimpsed.

He suddenly felt that he was a little bit stunned by this seemingly confused and sinister little white face.

But what about that?

Strength determines everything, even if you have a smart day tonight, still not let me squeeze?

Thinking of this, Ai Qing simply no longer concealed, and laughed and said: "Sometimes, too smart is not necessarily a good thing, kid, since you look so transparent, then I also told you clearly, honestly Really hand over the things on hand, I will give you a happy, otherwise... oh, but I am not scaring you, the criminal law method of [Chutian Jianzong] is famous throughout Jianzhou."

"You said it is good. It’s not a good thing to be too smart." Ding Hao suddenly smiled and nodded. "But it’s too stupid but it’s definitely a bad thing. The criminal law of [Shen Tian Jian Zong] is not very powerful. I don't know, but I can tell you that there are at least hundreds of means in my hands that can't be killed. If you are interested, I can ask you to experience it!"

"What do you say?" Ai Qing stunned, as if he heard the world's best laughter, haha ​​laughed: "Haha, haha, haha, kid, are you taking the wrong medicine, or burnt, In this case, I dare to say this to me?"

"Which situation?" Ding Hao said ridiculously: "Like you are a clever idiot like this, blinded by greed, and dare to come alone to my tent, must be swallowed by other companions? I sent it to the door automatically, and I saved my hands."

The smile on Ai Qing’s face slowly disappeared.

He finally began to seriously look at Ding Hao.

Under such circumstances, this little white face dares to say something like this. If he is not a madman, then he really has to look away.

"Okay, very good, this is your own death, don't blame me!" Ai Qing's face showed a sly color, and suddenly shot, a lightning-fast palm, like a poisonous snake, directly printed on Ding Hao's chest. .

Even under the suppression of the original inscriptions in the city, this palm is still extremely amazing, even if it is printed on an iron man, it must be taken apart.

It can be seen that Ai Qing is the heart of the killing.

Ding Hao slightly raised his hand and slammed it with a light weight.

"Ah..." Ai Qing exclaimed, and it was just on the wrist. He only felt that the whole arm was numb and lost consciousness. He couldn’t lift it softly. His eyes were shocked and he couldn’t believe the small white face in front of him. Actually have such strength.

"How, now believe?" Ding Hao looked at him with a sly look.

Ai Qing screamed, his body shape violently, his backhand pulled out the long sword at the waist, and slammed the sound. The inside of the tent suddenly filled with the light of the sword, as if the silver ball was practiced, and the sword was smoldering.

Ding Hao secretly praised.

It is worthy of the well-known sword repairing school in Jianzhou. Ai Qing’s sword-starting method is indeed incomparably exquisite, and is not weaker than [Tai Xuan asked the sword].

Thinking in my heart, Ding Hao slightly raised his hand and it was a finger popping up.

Ding!

A soft bang, the indoor chilly sword light suddenly stopped.

Ai Qing looks like a ghost and looks down at his long sword in his hand. It is like a dream.

How is this possible? Yesterday evening outside the city, he observed very carefully. The little white face is clearly the master of the great master. After entering the city, under the suppression of the invisible force, it should fall to the big martial artist and even The realm of the martial arts, but how can he be so strong now?

Is it...

Ai Qing thought of a possibility, suddenly cold sweat drenched the back.

"You...you deliberately concealed your cultivation yesterday? Who are you? Is it the [extinct swordsman] person?" This former moment is also arrogant, the sword of the sacred sword, a face has been scared No one is colored.

Ding Hao’s heart was moving, and he couldn’t help but say: “How about, can you sit down and talk about it now?”

"Yes, yes, what do you want to know?" Ai Qing lost his sword in his hand. His look was a bit sloppy. He slowly sat down in his seat, and at the moment he was about to sit down, the whole person suddenly bounced like lightning. I rushed toward the wall of the tent next to me and wanted to smash it out of the tent. At the same time, I shouted in the mouth: "Come on, people who have extinct swords are coming in..."

unfortunately--

He had not hit the wall, but he was suddenly bounced back by a force and fell heavily on the ground.

There were no abnormalities on the ground and the four sides of the tent. Suddenly, there were no signs of strange golden lines, like beautiful vines, and there was a strange power. This is a kind of strange power. Nearly the original inscription and the strange inscription between Ding Hao's unique Chinese inscriptions, blocked the entire tent and isolated everything inside.

Ai Qing’s face suddenly became a desperate color.

He knew that he had planted it.

I didn't expect this little white face to be so deep that the strength is hidden. It is still a senior inscription... This kind of character is so young, it should be right outside the name. Why have you never heard of this person in the North? Is it the descendant of the "extinct swordsman" secretly cultivated?

"What do you want to know? We are brothers here, you can't escape..." Ai Qing complained.

"[Heaven's mark] Ning Huxiao? I just want to meet him." Ding Hao deliberately created a sly image, smiling: "Whether I can live from this place in your ancient city station Escape, you believe it or not, as long as I am willing, I will kill you now."

Ai Qing’s heart is a cold war.

He is very clear that Ding Hao is telling the truth.

"Let's say, what do you want to know?" Ai Qing bite his teeth and made a compromise. People were under the roof and had to bow their heads.

For him, everything went sharply. Before that, Ding Hao’s smile was a poor and charming expression in his eyes. Now, this smile is simply a sign of the devil. He hates himself because of greed. After actually falling into such a trap, if it destroys the plan of Zongmen...

Thinking about the consequences, Ai Qing only felt chilling.

"I suddenly changed my mind." Ding Hao looked down and thought about it. He whispered a few words in a way that was mellow and secret. Soon the curtain was picked up, and the vigilant Tian can walk in.

Tian Neng groaned and found that the atmosphere in the tent was different from what he imagined.

Originally thought that Hao Ge told himself to come in to help, but the situation in front of him, but the arrogant arrogant Ai Qing like a defeated cock, sitting on the ground slickly, and he guessed that at a disadvantage, Hao Ge, But it is still so calm and calm, as if nothing has happened.

"Is the injury on my face still not good?" Ding Hao looked up at him.

Tian Neng was a little confused and nodded.

"Do you want to take it back?" Ding Hao pointed out that Ai Qing, who was downcast, said: "I said, I will let you get the opportunity, pay back ten times, talk and count, now you want to smoke him how many slaps can be, premise Don't kill him."

Tian Neng stared at Ding Hao, and there was no reaction between them.

"You... don't deceive too much." Ai Qing's face was flushed, and the violent humiliation made him angry. It was too much. He actually let this big master's realm soften his face. ? This is clearly deliberately humiliating yourself.

Ding Hao’s face was awkwardly smiling: “How? I feel humiliated? When you hit him, why didn’t you think it was a bully? If you don’t want to bear this humiliation, then you commit suicide, I will give you a chance, as long as If you die, you will never humiliate your body."

"I...you..." Ai Qing lived, how could he choose to commit suicide, the more greedy people, the more afraid of death.

Ding Hao's smile is like a devil: "Look, I gave you a chance, you can't bear to die, it seems that you are not a high-spirited swordsman, then put your face and honestly let my friends smoke If I dare to resist, I have said that there are at least one hundred methods in my hands that will make you unable to survive."

Ai Qing bit his head and lowered his head.

Tian Neng’s face flashed a stern color.

He knows that even if he doesn't smoke Ai Qing today, this arrogant and sinister [Chutian Jianzong] disciple will never remember his own goodness. Think about the humiliation he has received before, and feel the fact that his cheeks are still coming. Pain, this timid and strong man biting his teeth, raising his hand is a merciless slap in the face.

He smoked Ai Qing, not for revenge.

But to show Ding Hao that he will stand firmly on Ding Hao.

In the loud slap in the face, Ai Qing collapsed.

His psychological defense completely collapsed.

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