Supreme Emperor of Swords

At this moment, Xie Jieyu’s mind went blank.

Opposite her, Mu Tianyang seemed to want to do something, but in an instant there was a trace of surprise in the depths of his eyes. He seemed to have found something and stayed where he was.

Boom!

A terrible Qi fist without any fancy motions bombarded Ding Hao.

Everyone appeared to have seen that the strong-willed teenager’s body was smashed to pieces and his bones ground to powder, to then turn into a bloody fog.

But—

“Er… poof!” In the end, with a snort, the person being kicked out unexpectedly was Lu Qi, a core disciple of the third generation from Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

With an indescribable look of horror on his face, he looked up and opened his mouth to spurt blood. The blood stained the sky and he fell heavily to the ground. He opened his mouth and spurt a few big gulps of blood. He was severely wounded by unimaginable injuries.

Everyone felt shocked!

What happened?

Why did it happen?

Lu Qi… how did he get hurt?

As a core disciple of the third generation from Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, Lu Qi’s strength was not as abnormal as Mu Tianyang, the peerless genius of the Tranquility Academy, but he was absolutely beyond the ordinary and he was already in the realm of a half master. However he was shocked and injured by an unknown registered disciple without moving at all.

“You…” Lu Qi pointed to Ding Hao, just as if he had seen a ghost; without another word, he fainted.

Now, all eyes were focused on Ding Hao.

Other than Mu Tianyang who was slightly aware of what had happened, no one was able to see what had occurred just then.

Was this little registered disciple a hidden master by an incredible chance? Was he playing the game of dressing up as a pig to eat a tiger?

“Ding Hao, you’re okay… that’s great.”

Xie Jieyu’s mind went blank in just a moment, and she almost rushed over to pounce on Ding Hao. However, the girl finally controlled her feelings rationally, and at this time she asked pleasantly with a surprise.

Ding Hao shook his head, smiling. “I’m OK, don’t worry about me.”

Some people were happy, and naturally other people were shocked and angry.

Looking at Lu Qi’s wrist that was almost broken, Yin Yifei’s face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

Yin Yifei never believed that Ding Hao was hiding his strength, but Lu Qi was shocked by his own fist force… What on earth happened just now?

Was it…

“Were any masters playing tricks here, show up, please!”

Yin Yifei seemed to have thought of something, he looked around and said in a clear loud voice.

Now, all the people present seemed to have grasped something.

Was there anyone who secretly helped Ding Hao just now?

No wonder!

However, this person hid in the dark, and with the help of Ding Hao’s body, he instantly shocked Lu Qi and injured him, a born master of martial arts, as if from nowhere. Such strength was earthshaking and at least he was among the few in the whole Snow Province, but nobody knew who he was.

However, no one answered.

The masters present checked the site for a while, and they failed to find clues.

Yin Yifei’s face was clouded and repeatedly asked loudly. There was still no answer.

“Hum, why do you purposely make a mystery of simple things? You should know that we disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect are not timid. Since you refuse to show up, I, Yin Yifei will never fear people like ghosts and goblins who are fainthearted and shameful.” When Yin Yifei came to say such words, he left the mysterious strong person alone, but turned to look at Ding Hao and sneered: “I knew long ago that you bastard are not a good guy. You are unforgivable since you are colluding with some shady evil person. Today I must kick bad guys out of the sect and kill you, such a little evil who betrayed the sect!”

The voice did not fade.

All of a sudden he struck out his palm.

In the air, the sound of wind and thunder blew loudly.

A dark lightning palm, which was the size of a real person’s palm, flashed out of Yin Yifei’s palm. Going as fast as a meteor, it flashed toward Ding Hao’s chest and heart.

[Lightning Killing Palm].

This was a skill of martial arts at the middle-upper earth level and it was unpredictable.

Different from Lu Qi’s imprudent strike, Yin Yifei’s strike was implied and not exposed. It seemed to be unreal, but actually it was extremely powerful. Even more, he used at least eighty percent of his strength. Obviously he not only wanted to force the mysterious master to come forth, but he also had the intention of killing Ding Hao with one strike.

On the other side, Mu Tianyang’s eyes were flashing and no body knew what he was thinking about.

Under everyone’s gazes, Ding Hao’s face changed. His anger surged, but immediately he seemed to have been aware of something, and calmed down again. With the bloody sword in his hand, he took a deep breath, shouted, shook his wrist and extended his sword all of a sudden.

The bloody saber with dragon stripes was shaking and conjuring in the air with a hidden roaring!

Ding Hao displayed his swordsmanship with the knife and showed the skill of “Dragon King Emerging” smoothly. In the void, he urged a complete dragon king claw phantom.

At the same time, in the sword whistling like a dragon soaring, the rich flavor of a real dragon, like the golden bell, showed up around Ding Hao, covering him.

“Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style”!

Being different from the previous Dragon King Engmerging Style of the Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style displayed each time, this time the dragon king’s claws and scales were distinct, with lifelike color and texture, and they were truly lifelike.

What Ding Hao displayed this time reached the peak of swordsmanship in an instant. With forceful and domineering Qi, incredibly and vaguely he achieved the top level of the born master of martial arts and thoroughly inspired all sword significance in addition to this sword.

Boom!

Dragon King’s claw VS lightning palm.

Both sides’ powerful tricks ruthlessly clashed together.

However, in the next moment, most people imagined that Ding Hao would be shot off instantly, but no such scene showed came to be.

In a split second, a dazzling energy aperture broke out in the center of collision, and then came a loud bursting sound, scattering thunder and lightning like a small panicking snake escaping for life, escaping in all directions and striking trees disorderly.

The surrounding trees were immediately lit and the flames were blazing.

“What … how is it possible?”

In the flickering fire, almost all the high-ranking strong people present were shocked at the same time, with their mouths wide open and their voices mysteriously screaming.

The Thunderbolt Heaven Killing Palm Style was defeated?!

It was defeated by the Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style.

The fighting skill of the Earth Rank of Magic Martial Arts lost to that of the Human Rank unexpectedly?

There was only one explanation: the power and level of Qi contained in the sword released by Ding Hao completely surpassed Yin Yifei’s strongest state.

What the people did not imagine was that the collision was not over.

Screaming, Yin Yifei urged the thunderbolt palm, and in the moment of collision it was unexpectedly pierced by Ding Hao’s real Dragon’s claw. It collapsed in the air, but the dragon’s claw just became a little bit dim; it still had spare force, and instantly shot out. Like a sharp sword, it passed by Yin Yifei’s ear as he was caught off guard.

The next moment, under unbelieving eyes, a few strands of black hair fell down on Yin Yifei’s shoulder.