Supreme Emperor of Swords

The crowd in the square burst into exclamations.

“Don’t fret. The Tranquility Academy is only after the disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect today. When Ding Hao gets caught, the Golden Gate Lockdown Formation will be withdrawn,” Lu Xiongfei shouted. His voice was louder than all the noise and made everyone’s ears buzz. No wonder he had been known as the number one martial artist in Snow Province.

This restriction formation was to prevent other masters from disrupting the execution. It was never expected to catch a big fish like Ding Hao; Lu Xiongfei overjoyed because of this.

Zhao Xingcheng, who was too weak to breathe, said hastily, “Senior Brother Ding, hurry… hurry up…”

Ding Hao gently shook his head. “Brother Zhao, Sorry, I’m late.”

He ignored the masters of the Tranquility Academy around him, and Lu Xiongfei, who was laughing near the guillotine. Carrying Zhao Xingcheng in his arms, he moved closer to the other disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. His eyes skimmed over these scarred young people with a faint smile and said, “Who can come over and take care of Brother Zhao for me?”

A handsome young boy with a long scar across his face walked out of the crowd and said loudly, “Allow me, Brother Ding.”

Ding Hao was stunned. He recognized this young man. It was Li Yunqi.

“Thanks, man.” Ding Hao carried Zhao Xingcheng to him and patted Li Yunqi on the shoulder, trusting him fully. Every time Li was tested, he stood firmly on the side of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciples quickly took off their prisoner’s clothes and spread them on the ground, to lay Zhao Xingcheng on them.

There were also people urging Ding Hao to find a way to escape.

“You reckless brat!” Lu Xiongfei flashed to the square. Standing more than 10 meters away from Ding Hao, he sneered and said, “I was afraid you would escape after hearing the news and grow to become a big threat to our Tranquility Academy. Since you can’t wait to die, let me help you!”

A disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had an epiphany and shouted, “No, Lu Xiongfei, you… you can’t hurt Martial Uncle Ding…”

Lu Xiongfei said disdainfully, “Are you kidding me? Why can’t I hurt him?”

The young Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciple hastened to add, “There is a three-year agreement between Martial Uncle Ding and Mu Tianyang, which will come to an end soon. Is it because the Tranquility Academy knows that Mu Tianyang is no longer a match for my Martial Uncle Ding, so you find an excuse to slander the agreement and fight against him？As a member of the Tranquility Academy and a well-known master, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at and scolded by the world?”

He was quite quick-witted.

Everyone thought that Ding Hao was no match for Lu Xiongfei.

The disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were anxious. Even if they were to be cut into pieces and die miserably, they could not watch Ding Hao being trapped in despair.

“Hahaha, what a joke. When did Ding Hao become the opponent of my disciple Tianyang?” Lu Xiongfei approached him and laughed. “Now that even the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect is gone, why bother mentioning the three-year agreement? A dying wretch is not qualified to compete with Tianyang. He should seek a quick death for a chance of an early rebirth. All of you should give up! Hahaha!”

“You…” The young man was enraged and was about to respond.

Ding Hao patted the young disciple on the shoulder and shook his head slightly, indicating him to retreat.

“Xiaoyao, come over here. Help me treat the injuries of our fellow brothers…”

He was speaking to Ren Xiaoyao, the little fatty who had just walked out of the transmission door.

Before his voice died away—

Ding Hao stretched out his palm towards Lu Xiongfei.

What he used was pure physical strength, and he didn’t even use Qi. It looked like that he was going to slap the former top master in Snow Province hard.

“How arrogant!” Lu Xiongfei was so angry that he threw out a punch.

This former top master was surrounded by extremely powerful Qi, and his whole body was enveloped in dazzling light, like a God of War. The square was filled with a ghastly and suffocating atmosphere. The Qi power of the number one master among the older generation was really worthy of the reputation.

Flames shot out of his fist was like dragon columns.

Ding Hao was about to be enveloped.

Right at this moment…

Boom!

There was a loud blast.

Ding Hao suddenly bent his five fingers, turning his fist into a claw.

Like picking a little bug, he easily caught the terrifying flames. Then he clenched his hand, and the seemingly powerful fist flames, like a ball of tofu, instantly burst into pieces with a wailing boom and disappeared.

The burning fist flames, which were powerful enough to melt gold, did not even leave a trace on Ding Hao’s slender and white palm.

“Ha, ha, is that all you’ve got, former top master of the Human Clan in Snow Province?”

Ding Hao walked out of the fading flames unharmed.

The War God Square was filled with gasps.

Everyone stared blankly at the cyan-robed young man whose face was white like jade.

Lu Xiongfei held his breath, feeling stunned.

He had intended to kill Ding Hao, a lurking threat to him.

The punch he used was the Ultimate Destruction Punch, one of his prized moves.

This seemingly ordinary punch actually contained 80% of his own power and a destructive dark force. Even a three-apertured Martial King Realm master would spit blood under the impact and lose all his fighting power. How could this daredevil of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect take his punch so easily…?

Lu Xiongfei suddenly had a bad feeling.

There was something about Ding Hao that he couldn’t fathom.

“Kid, it seems that you found some treasure in the Sage Battlefield, but the real power of a martial artist is in his own cultivation. You are being naive, attempting to compete with the Qi that I’ve been cultivating for more than 400 years with an external object.” Lu Xiongfei became serious and sneered. “Well, now that everyone knows the real strength of the number one martial artist in Snow Province, arrogant juniors won’t tempt fate in the future!”

As his voice fell—

A stream of Qi, as thick as a flame, gushed out from his body.

He descended like a falling star upon the War God Square.

Everyone present closed their eyes under the terrifying aura, as if their eyes could be burnt. Many martial artists were horrified to find that the Qi in their bodies was completely suppressed. In the face of such an almost invincible being, they had no intention to fight back at all.

“Is this the real strength of the Human Clan’s top martial artist in Snow Province? It’s horrifying!”

Everyone was stunned.

However—

“Tempt fate? I’d save it for you! How dare you show off in front of Senior Brother Ding with just that? Do you know what ‘death’ means? Senior Brother Ding, it seems that they haven’t heard of your record of killing three emperors in one battle while in the Sage Battlefield yet!”

Ren Xiaoyao’s face was full of disdain.

Before he finished speaking.

Ding Hao stepped out and jumped into the air in an instant.

He stretched out one foot in the air and trampled on Lu Xiongfei.

It was as if he were stepping on a small ant.

This was naked contempt.

“You…” Lu Xiongfei shouted angrily and was about to make thundering moves.

However, right at this moment, he suddenly stopped, as an uncontrollable force was pressing down from the sky.

A giant golden foot was projected out of Ding Hao’s foot like a demon’s body. The ground had begun to crack before it completely stepped on the War God Square. With a bang, the spot where Lu Xiongfei stood was pressed down in an instant, forming a huge sunken footprint.

“Puff…” Lu Xiongfei spat out a mouthful of blood.

He ran his Qi frantically intending to fight back, but he could barely breathe under the giant golden foot.

He stretched out his arms and struggled to steady himself against the giant golden foot and push it away.

Unfortunately, the weight from above was as heavy as that of ancient mountains, which was far beyond his strength.

Ding Hao lowered his foot slowly.

Lu Xiongfei’s body bent with it.

His whole body, like a nail, was being buried in the gravel bit by bit. In the end, only his head was left outside. He was disheveled, blood running out of his mouth and nose. He was so overwhelmed, it looked as if he had seen a ghost…

Ding Hao withdrew his foot.

When the cyan-robed young man slowly landed on the edge of the massive, sunken footprint, he lowered his head to look down.

Everyone in the War God Square was petrified.

They were so shocked that their faces were petrified, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Jin Xiang, the head of Gold Gate Sect, rubbed his eyes hard while his mind was a complete blank. He couldn’t believe what he had seen. How could it be possible? Since Qi Qingshan was dead, Lu Xiongfei was undoubtedly the most powerful human in Snow Province. How could he…

How could he almost lose his life and be trampled on like an ant?

He was engulfed by terror in an instant.

Along with him, the people of the Tranquility Academy were also trembling.

They immediately realized that the Snow Province was about to be turned upside down.

Ding Hao’s strength was so powerful that it was difficult to be fathomed. “He defeated the top master of the Human Clan in the Snow Province in an instant, without much effort. How powerful is he? Six-apertured Martial King? The peak of Martial King? Or even… Martial Emperor?

“God, what kind of monster have we provoked?”

The previously anxious disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect reacted in a completely different manner.

Looking at the unyielding disciples of his sect, Ding Hao said word for word, “Brothers, Ding Hao is back. I assure you that the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect won’t be destroyed. From now on, let us blow the horn of revenge. Pick up your swords. Together, we will make the enemies of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect mourn and the blood of the deceased warriors shine. The whole Snow Province will tremble under the swords of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect!”

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Swordsmanship-seeking Sect’s disciple.

And it was also heard by all the people present.

There was a soul-stirring power coming from the voice.

Ding Hao turned around and looked at Lu Xiongfei, who was close to the guillotine in the distance, with his eyes as sharp as knives. He said quietly, “Old dog, it’s your turn to die!”