Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Be careful, little brother. The Heaven-Splitting Swords formation of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect should not be underestimated. There’s a precedent of encircling and killing a Martial Emperor…” Qin Keyi also loudly reminded Ding Hao. At that time he and Ding Hao were two grasshoppers tied to the same rope. They were closely related to each other.

Ding Hao didn’t speak.

With his Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete, he still used his fighting skill there Seven, Black Cut—Horizontal Cutting, simply sweep away those disciples with the huge blade.

In the murmur, some disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect fell on the ground, but no one was hurt. They cooperated very well. Once someone was shocked by the huge force, someone else would make it up immediately. The sword Qi blocked Ding Hao’s cutting. The huge sword and machete seemed to cut the thick swamp and they became heavier.

“Interesting!”

It was the first time for Ding Hao to see such a sword formation composed of so many people.

The power of joint attack in the formation could not be underestimated. As long as the formation by the common martial cultivators, with well-done cooperation with each other and advancing and retreating properly, could also have the possibility of overturning a senior martial artist. The formation of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect was really wonderful. It could twist all arrangers’ strength into a rope and burst it out several times, which was obviously a set of techniques of joint attacks that had been thoroughly trained.

When the sword formation was made, the expression of the disciples from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect was finally relieved, and they were not so flustered.

At that moment, their strength as the elite of the super sect in the Sword Province was displayed. More than ten people turned and moved around Ding Hao, holding long swords. They constantly changed their positions at an extremely fast speed, and each change was extremely marvelous. Later, they completely left an indescribable shadow in the air!

Ding Hao made a slight pause and suddenly struck out with the sword.

Ding Hao turned the huge blade of the Heaven Sword into a cluster of flowers; it could be seen that his arm strength was very powerful.

“The thick earth style of the Heaven Splitting Sword’s momentum—Guarding!

Some people shouted.

With the blades tearing the sky, the disciples in the formation raised their swords at the same time and an orange and yellow Qi power in the earth style erupted. It seemed to be integrated with the earth in an instant. The orange and yellow flame filling them wrapped the long Heaven Sword, eliminated its power and speed bit by bit, and finally it successfully blocked the sword!

Ding Hao struck back with the sword and turned around. The long Moon-Cutting machete cut a half arc toward the back. From the back to the front, the machete crossed the head and sprinkled a silver thin line. Like an unprecedented silk, the machete light cut down boldly.

Seven Black Cut—Vertical Cutting

The formation of the Heaven-Splitting Sword still kept out the horrible machete style.

In the next moment, the formation began to fight back.

“The Sharp Gold Style of the Heaven-Splitting Sword array’s Killing!”

Some people shouted in the formation.

The sound of the sharp sword breaking through the sky was heard. The thick and orange earth energy suddenly changed into the sharp and golden energy full of howling spirit. The cutting edge showed up, hurting people’s skin sharply. The next moment, all the breath gathering at one point, invincible, was like a giant god sword falling directly from the sky, killing Ding Hao vertically!

Ding Hao gave a cold snort, and at the same time with the Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete he stabbed at the sky.

Seven Black Cut—Stabbing and Cutting!

Boom!

The whole station’s military station trembled.

The howling air of countless shreds of sharp gold overflew. Ding Hao lowered his body a little bit. His feet were pressed into the ground full of primordial inscriptions by such a style of the formation of the Heaven-Splitting Sword – if the ground was not hard, Ding Hao would have been pressed into the earth completely.

“Haha, he can’t…”

“How dare a barbarian challenge the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect?”

“Don’t show any mercy and trap him in the battle. When he gets exhausted, catch him alive and let him taste the feeling that his body is being crushed…”

“Haha, he’s just a reckless man, only a little stronger. He’s a fool!”

After gaining the upper hand, the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect became excited again. Some disciples, watching the battle outside the formation, deliberately shouted loudly to disturb and distract Ding Hao for the purpose of forcing Ding Hao to expose his flaws easily.

“Ding Hao…” Ximen Qianxue, watching the battle outside, pressed her lips tightly.

As if their hearts were closely linked. At that moment, Ding Hao also looked back at Ximen Qianxue, who was standing quietly by the side.

The brilliance of the rising sun shone on her, as if she had actually been gold plated. The girl was a little thin, and her face was full of worries. The cold wind in the early morning blew her long hair. Suffering in the water dungeon for many days made her originally bright and moist cheek become a little thin. Although her body was moistened by Ding Hao’s Qi of heaven fire, her condition was still not very good.

“End the battle as soon as possible… There’s no need to fight with those dregs. It’s crucial to settle them and find a way to restore the strength of the senior martial sister Ximen.”

Ding Hao originally wanted to slow down the pace and take a look at the magic of the Heaven-Splitting Swords Formation.

But, after looking back for an instant, he changed his mind.

In that case…

He didn’t need to keep those disciples alive anymore.

With such an idea in mind, Ding Hao roared.

The Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete in his hands suddenly burst brilliant light. The originally dim inscriptions of heaven and earth on the blades also became crystal bright at that moment. The two enormous blades, which were more than ten meters long, seemed to have life and soul at the moment, as if they were coming alive.

The sword and the machete were lingering endlessly, stirring up in the void.

Ding Hao waved his sword and machete.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

A light sound was heard, like cloth-tearing, and the drizzling machete intent and the sharp sword intent showed up at the same time.

It was the first time for him to show both the machete intent and the sword intent. The Heaven Fire Qi and the Hell Ice Qi were activated at the same time, so that the dreamlike gold and misty pure silver halo was diffusing from the sword’s body and the machete’s body. Although it was soft, it was hard for people to open their eyes!

Even in that moment, Ning Huxiao, Scar of Heaven was fascinated.

He felt a sense of danger from his soul.

He had never felt such a sense of panic.

When all the halos were gone, Ding Hao stood in place.

The huge Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete were dragged by his hands, as if nothing had happened. The golden sunlight coming from the ancient city wall in the distance sprinkled over Ding Hao and dyed him golden. Each hair was overflowing with a godlike splendor. Ding Hao’s tall figure was like a statue of the God of War, which had an incredibly powerful majesty, compelling people to submit to him.

Around Ding Hao, more than ten disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect were stuck there.

They seemed to have been petrified in an instant, keeping the posture of waving swords to attack, with no scars on their bodies and ferocious and fierce expressions on their faces. Even on their bodies, the Qi of five elements flashed. However, the murderous intent and the breath of the Heaven-Splitting Swords Formation were irresistibly weakened and subsided little by little, as if they were the ebbing sea water.

Ning Huxiao’s pupils shrunk.

“What’s the matter…?” a disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect asked subconsciously.

He didn’t understand what had happened just then. For a moment, the soft but impressive light cut off his vision and perception. When everything was back to normal, he was at a loss to find that everything had suddenly stopped, as if time were stagnant; everyone stood stupidly in their original positions.

What he said was like a little stone thrown in the air.

The faint air turbulence was spread.

It was like a butterfly flapping its weak wings, but creating a stunning scene.

Ding!

There was a slight metal sound. The sword in the hands of one of the disciples in the Heaven-Splitting Formation of the Swordsmanship Sect, who was the closest to Ding Hao, suddenly was cut in the middle. A 45 degree angle cut appeared clearly on the section. The long sword made of refined steel staggered like a piece of wood, and the top half slipped.

Like dominoes, almost at the same flash, the smooth cuts appeared in the middle of the long swords in the hands of more than ten disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. They slipped and faltered gently, then fell to the ground.

Then the things with cuts became the bodies of dozens of disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.

The cuts were very smooth and neat.

When the upper half of their bodies fell down, due to the gravity in a staggering manner, the lower body halves were still standing on the ground steadily without any shaking; not even the tiny blood beads on the cuts came out, so that people could imagine how sharp and fast the cutting at that moment was, almost violating the laws of physics.

If it wasn’t the sword and machete intent that took away their lives and souls in an instant, they couldn’t understand what happened at that time.

Poof!

In a very short time, it seemed like a long era. Then dozens of the standing body halves spurt out bright red blood, and the artery burst out in an instant. They were just like dozens of red fountains, beautiful and charming, full of the beauty of death.

The rest of the disciples were shocked!

It was a scene that they had never dreamed of.

With one move, he had seckilled all the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect inside the formation, just like cutting ten pieces of wood with one stroke.

“Ah…!” Someone screamed. Some people ran away.

It was too horrible. It wasn’t fighting, but crushing. That boy toy from nowhere couldn’t be resisted with human strength. Fighting was nothing. There was no possibility to win against him.

Fear spread silently.

“Is that the sword… sword intent… the machete intent?” Ning Huxiao’s throat was a little dry.

He subconsciously said that and his voice was completely out of tune; it wasn’t his usual voice at all. It could be seen how shocking the scene was to him. He had his rigid eyes trained on Ding Hao again. That was the first time for him to really look at Ding Hao. Contempt and disdain were no longer present in his eyes. All of them showed dignified and shocked looks.

“You… Who are you?”

Ning Huxiao asked word by word.

Obviously, at that time, he was sure that Ding Hao was definitely not a nobody. If he understood just one of them, the sword intent or the machete intent, he would have become famous in the whole Northern Region. If he understood both the sword intent and the machete intent, he could be described with the words “evil”, “abnormal”, and “genius”, but it was a miracle.

Perhaps other people had no idea how frightening was a genius who had mastered both the sword intent and the machete intent, but Ning Huxiao understood it.

Even a super sect such as the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect had to take it seriously.

Only those super sects could really understand what a martial artist who had mastered sword intent and machete intent meant—especially when he was still so young; he was definitely no more than 20 years old. If such a genius was known by those super sects in the Snow Province and the Green Province, they would recruit him at any cost.

But at that time, such a genius was standing on the opposite side of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.

It was definitely a hidden danger that shouldn’t be underestimated.

Ding Hao didn’t answer him.

His attitude was cold and disdainful, just like in the beginning. He focused his calm but angry eyes on Ning Huxiao. Slowly he raised the giant Heaven sword in his hand. The sword was pointed at Ning Huxiao, and the sudden killing intent explained everything.

“Maybe we can talk about…” Ning Huxiao was still fighting for the last piece of hope.

Ding Hao smiled.

The smile was full of disdain and sarcasm.

“Boy, I’m not afraid of you…You still have a long way to go if you want to kill me with such strength…You have to think clearly, the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect is not an object that can be kneaded by others. You’ve killed so many disciples from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect today, and later… ” Ning Huxiao looked terrible; his tone was full of threats.

“Ha… Ha ha ha ha ha…”

Ding Hao couldn’t help laughing.

With the laughter, he flashed.

In the next moment, like the sickle in the hand of the God of Death, the remaining dozens of disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect were swept over.

That time, he had no mercy left to give. It was like the physical strength of those in the Martial Emperor Realm bursting out. The air around him revolved and condensed. The massive blade in his hand was like a reaper of the God of Death. It mercilessly reaped the life of his opponents. The strong disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect screamed and resisted like hens in the nest while a fox jumped into it.

But—

The sword was broken, the Qi was broken, and the body was broken.

All refined steel swords were like paper toys when compared with the Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete. They were cut and broken by a crushing attack. Blood burst, white bone flew away, and heads rose to the sky. Damaged bodies, broken legs and arms were seen everywhere …

Facing Ding Hao’s powerful and explosive might, more than ten disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect in the Martial King Realm were cut in an instant.

The air was filled with the revolting smell of blood.

There wasn’t even a single complete body on the ground.

Ning Huxiao didn’t have time to rescue any disciples. Ding Hao crushed them so fast that everything was over when he stood in blood.

“And you… go to hell! ” With a cold face, Ding Hao flashed, jumped up in the air, and cut down with the long machete. It was exactly the Seven Black Cut—Vertical Cutting. At that time, he had grasped the style of the Seven Black Cut very well. The extremely simple moves contained infinite mysteries. His fighting skill was achieved with his own cultivation. He defeated his rivals in accordance with rules and impeccable approaches.

At the first time, Ning Huxiao didn’t dare to counter directly.

Even though he was very confident in his own strength, he didn’t want to try the legendary horrors of “Machete Intent” and “the Sword Intent” with his flesh and blood. Those were the God’s battle skills; such legendary attacks could be explained so that the most powerful people were afraid of them.

But Ding Hao’s pursuit was faster.

He paused in the void for a while. As he flashed in the next moment, he still kept the previous Vertical Cutting position and slashed down at Ning Huxiao who had dodged.

Ning Huxiao was frightened and angry.

It was the first time that he was pressed and beaten so hard.

He had a strange feeling. The opponent’s moves were very simple. Even the people who didn’t know about fighting skills were able to use swords or machetes in such a manner, but when they were used by Ding Hao, they were mysterious. There was a strange feeling that couldn’t be explained, as if the things he was facing were irresistible killing moves.

Out of fear of the machete intent and the sword intent, he chose to dodge it again.

Ding Hao suddenly sneered.

In the next moment, he disappeared from his original spot

Ning Xiaohu showed some suspicion in his eyes.

In that moment, he lost his perception of Ding Hao.

That was an incredible thing in a master’s duel. In a moment of hesitation, a sharp sword intent approached from the right side. Without any thinking, Ning Huxiao dodged to the left at the first time.

But—

Whew!

A white sword light flashed away, but incredibly, it showed up from the right side, and cut him by the waist.

A fatal blow!

Ding Hao emerged from the void.

The huge Heaven Sword in his hand was stained with blood.

Poof!

Blood trails burst out of Ning Huxiao’s waist. He looked down and said hoarsely, “Magical .. magical power?”

In a flash, all the breath on his body was taken away so that the opponent failed to get the trace. Only the supernatural master with magic power could do it. It was absolutely a combat skill.

Ding Hao remained silent, and he blew away the blood beads off the sword.