Supreme Emperor of Swords

Ximen Qianxue took the healing potion and her complexion looked obviously better. With Ding Hao’s Heaven Fire Qi supporting her inside, the pain was suppressed. She gently tidied her clothes and slowly stood up, staring silently at Ding Hao and saying, “Junior Brother Ding, the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect people are… very capable!”

A simple sentence showed all her concerns and worries in her heart.

For such an aloof girl to say such words was really hard.

Ding Hao gently held her hand, and Heaven Fire Qi kept flowing into Ximen Qianxue’s body via her Shaoyin First Channel of Hand, keeping nourishing her damaged Qi tunnel. He smiled and said confidently, “When did I do something I’m not sure of?”

Ximen Qianxue was stunned for a moment.

Right, looking back at it, from joining the sect to now, she found Ding Hao had created too many miracles. Every time, he would unbelievably turn the tables in a seemingly impossible situation. Even, after she had been watching over and praying for Ding Hao, at some point, she started to blindly worship and trust the junior brother.

Since he said he could do it, then he must be able to defeat the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect people!

Ximen Qianxue stopped saying anything else.

Beside them, Ding Hao’s invincible momentum had cheered up the young man with a square face and a big mouth. He thought about it and raised his eyebrow, saying solemnly, “Young brother, I’m incapable and might fail to help you when the time comes, but I, Qin Ke, am not an ungrateful person who fears death. When the battle starts, I’ll help you take care of the lady. Rest assured, I won’t let the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect people near her even if I have to die.”

Ding Hao turned around to look at and eye him. His gaze was like lightning, hard to stare into.

Qin Ke also appeared serious.

Ding Hao patted his shoulder. “Alright. Remember your words.”

Qin Ke felt a gush of warm breath flow into his body through the shoulder. Then, surprised, he found the oppression of the primordial inscriptions in the area on him greatly weakened in an instant. The Qi cultivation he could run went back above the primordial grandmaster level.

How did he do it?

Qin Ke couldn’t see through Ding Hao in the least.

In fact, he also felt curious about the relationship between Ding Hao and Ximen Qianxue. With Ding Hao’s such overwhelming and mysterious strength, why did his senior sister, Ximen Qianxue, possess much weaker strength, near only the primordial grandmaster realm? Moreover, the man and the woman acted kind of ambiguously. Which sect did they come from?

“Let’s go.”

Ding Hao held Ximen Qianxue’s hand and kept injecting energy into him, walking to the outside the passageway.

In the more-than-500-meter-long passageway, Ding Hao walked very slowly and spent a full 30 minutes to reach above the ground. Ximen Qianxue had lost her cultivation. After such a short distance, she started sweating profusely on her forehead and slightly panting.

It was light before their eyes.

The three had finally walked out of the water dungeon.

It started to dawn and a morning gray started to reveal in the distant sky.

The moment they stepped out of the dungeon, Ding Hao’s eyes slightly flashed. Then, he smiled very happily as if he had run into a good thing. However, when Qin Ke who followed Ding Hao walked out, his face suddenly changed into a nervous one.

Because—

At the entrance of the dungeon, people crowded.

At least 40 to 50 Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples, fully armored, were looking at the three with cold sneers, as if they were looking at sparrows throwing themselves into the net. They crowded around a young man in a long purple robe. The man indeed looked handsome, but his Roman nose and the cruel smile on his lips damaged his temperament.

He sat on an extremely heavy chair and supported his chin with the back of his hand on the armrest, yawning and looking bored. He looked up at Ding Hao and the other two people, his eyes indifferent and cruel.

The four people who had escaped out of the dungeon were beaten black and blue. Blood was oozing out of their mouths. Their hands and legs were shackled again. They lay before the chair of the young man in a purple robe like dead dogs. The young man stamped his feet on the faces of two of them.

The young man in a purple robe yawned again and smiled tauntingly, “Yawn… you finally came out. I was wondering who was so bold to barge into the dungeon of our Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect camp. It turned out to be a miserable small mouse. I’ve waited so long. How disappointing… Boring!”

A man wearing a white robe and beard looked hideous. Seeing Ding Hao holding Ximen Qianxue’s hand, he deliberately acted like it dawned on him and laughed funnily. “Well, young man. You didn’t see it coming. You thought no one found you, but you’re discovered in the end… No wonder that little slut would rather die than serve me. She turns out to have a young lover. Haha, interesting!”

His remark sparked guffaws in the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect crowd.

Bearded Senior Brother Duan was lechery, which was no secret in those disciples. Ximen Qianxue indeed looked exceptionally pretty, moreover, her holy and elegant temperament made one feel so inferior that they couldn’t help but want to torture her under them. For any man, to stain holiness could set him on fire.

Ding Hao fixed his gaze on the white-robed and bearded Duan De.

It was the guy who snatched Tian Neng and Li Ting’s wine and meat, hit the two hard, and scolded them last night.

Ding Hao lightly asked, “Was it him?”

Ximen Qianxue nodded.

Duan De stroked his beard, smiled lustily, and said tauntingly, “Haha, kid, what? Looks like you’re gonna get back at me for your little lover? Who do you think you are? Frankly, I have to thank you. Wouldn’t your little lover rather die? Haha, when I break your legs and you can’t get up from the ground, I’ll see if your little lover will crawl under my crotch begging me to fuck her to save you!”

Ximen Qianxue finally looked a little angered.

Ding Hao calmly nodded. “Oh, breaking your legs? That indeed sounds like a good idea.”

Before he had finished his words.

Everyone felt a little dizzy and they couldn’t figure out what had happened.

The next second, a scream rang; then ear-piercing howls like those of a pig being butchered rang.

Strong blood smell assaulted everyone’s nose.

They looked carefully and found in shock that Ding Hao instantly plucked Duan De out of the crowd. Duan De was just feeling pleased with himself then, now, his one leg bent 90 degrees forward. White bone stubble pierced through his flesh and blood and stuck out of his clothes. Pools of blood spurted out of the wounds, dyeing the ground red…

Everyone shivered when they saw the scene.

Such injuries were really too terrifying.

Acute pain nearly twisted Duan De’s face. His hands held the broken leg, howling like a pig being butchered. At that moment, tears and snots dripped down at the same time. It was a sight too horrifying to witness.

Quick!

That was too quick just now!

In that split second, no one had seen how Ding Hao did that. All those Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples didn’t have the time to react or rescue. Under their noses, Ding Hao snatched the person from them. More importantly, Duan De himself was a Martial King Realm expert, and he should not resist for a second…

The sinister-looking young man in a purple robe on a chair had been looking bored all the time. Now, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, he smiled and said, “Hehe, a little funny. I didn’t expect a mouse that can bite. I haven’t whacked a mouse in a long time… I got lucky today and can play for a while!”

The surrounding Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples instantly changed their faces and felt nervous in their hearts after hearing that.

They knew clearly what “play” meant in Senior Brother Ning Xiaohu’s mouth.

It meant that he would slice every bone and every piece of flesh in you. You would personally witness your body being minced. Before you died, you would feel indescribable pain and terror. That kind of feeling would make you regret being born into the world.

Before, numerous tough guys whined and howled and begged for death in vain under Senior Brother Ning Xiaohu’s methods.

The reason why Ning Xiaohu was addressed as Scar of Heaven was not only because of his terrifying strength. The name was also a metaphor, indicating his scary and vicious torture methods. He would even impose a scar that would never heal on the sky if it fell into his hands.

Ning Xiaohu only took interest in strong ones.

Torturing and killing strong geniuses made him excited.

Even very normal words, when they came out of Ning Xiaohu’s mouth, sent chills down people’s spines.

The face of Qin Ke standing behind Ding Hao also flickered. He couldn’t help feeling extremely terrified in the heart.

However, Ding Hao didn’t look at Ning Xiaohu the whole time. He fixed his gaze on Duan De, who was whining like a pig being butchered at his feet and before his eyes. Looking terrifyingly calm, he softly said, “Senior Sister Ximen, I remember he said breaking two legs. Now I’ve only broken one. You haven’t felt satisfied, right…”

Just as he spoke…

Crack!

Ding Hao lifted his foot and stamped on Duan De’s other leg.

Crackles of broken bones rang clearly; white bone stubble and blood splashed. Ding Hao directly stamped Duan De’s knee on the other leg into minced meat; only some white tendons managed to connect. Ding Hao almost completely stamped his entire leg broken. His bones might break into sand-like powders!

Duan De looked terrified all over his face.

He didn’t seem to immediately react and just stared blankly at his broken leg. After several seconds, he finally howled like a wild beast, sounding inhuman. He whined as if he had lost his mind.

Ning Huxiao’s look froze for a moment.

Before he could say something, Ding Hao said again, “A lowlife like you dares to covet my Senior Sister Ximen? Think yourself lucky if I directly kill you. Senior Sister Ximen won’t dirty her hands by torturing you, but I will. Before you die, I’ll let you know that there are things more terrifying than death in the world!”

Just as he spoke…

Ding Hao stamped again.

Puff!

It sounded like he had shattered eggs.

Duan De’s crotch instantly became red and blood splashed out. Every man knew what that meant. Seeing such a scene, some of those Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples subconsciously covered their crotches.

“Enough!”

Ning Huxiao finally stood up, looking slightly sullen.