Chapter 587 - Count Me in (1/2)

Chapter 587 Count Me in

In the sky.

Only then did the sword pract.i.tioner notice Ding Hao’s existence.

The way his Sword Qi was broken left him in shock and awe. He asked in surprise, “Who… who are you?”

“Ding Hao from the Swordsmans.h.i.+p-seeking Sect.”

Before Ding Hao had finished speaking, a figure flashed and instantly appeared in the sky.

Pa!

A casual slap.

The pure physical strength of the Martial Emperor realm was displayed.

The sword pract.i.tioner felt the arrival of danger, so his expression changed dramatically. In panic, Qi started surging all over his. A long sword was placed in front of him to block, and he retreated right away. But everything was in vain because this wasn’t a power he could resist at all. Suddenly, with a bang, the Qi was scattered and the long sword was bent.

He turned into a b.l.o.o.d.y mist that sputtered everywhere.

Just like a watermelon that had been smashed by a hammer. He was incredibly fragile in front of such an attack.

A wisp of silver divine soul flew out of the broken corpses and shrieked in horror as it tried to escape.

Ding Hao did not follow up.

That is, because Evil Moon’s saliva had already turned into flowing light, instantly catching up with the divine spirit. He opened his mouth and swallowed the spirit, then he smacked his lips happily as if he were tasting a peerless delicacy.

Down below.

All the people of the Swordsmans.h.i.+p-seeking Sect were left in shock.

Although they believed in Ding Hao and knew that he could defeat his opponents, they did not expect such a devastating response. This wasn’t a heavyweight confrontation at all; it was like strangling an ant. With a wave of his hand, he killed an expert at the peak of the Martial King realm.

Ding Hao’s strength had reached a level that they didn’t dare to imagine.

“Ding Hao from the Swordsmans.h.i.+p-seeking Sect is here. Han Yangjian, come out and accept death!” Ding Hao shouted at the high-level ladder area in the distance.

It was visible to the naked eye, how the soundwaves, like a raging tide, stirred the air and spread out from Ding Hao.

As the bell-like sound waves were spread. Within a radius of several hundred li, everyone—no, any living being—could hear it clearly. It was as though the voice was announcing the rise of a certain force or a legend. It contained a supreme authority and power that made all living beings tremble in fear.

The next moment.

Dozens of light beams with powerful auras approached from afar.

As they halted in the near void, their figures were made evident. They were all masters of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect.

They were led by an elderly man with a hooked nose and a malicious expression. He wore a white long robe that was made of extraordinary materials; it also had golden patterns embroidered. It was in fact a very exquisite Precious Weapon with defensive properties. Layers of faint silver mist shrouded his body, giving him an indescribable aura.

Beside the old man, Han Yangjian was also wearing a white swordsman robe.

After that, there were also other strong sword pract.i.tioners from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect.

The gloomy old man fixed his slightly narrowed eyes on Ding Hao. After a long time, he sighed faintly and said, “Gee, I really didn’t expect that there would be such a talent in such a small worm of a sect. Good, very good. Even in my Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect, he could be regarded as a little genius.” “Little guy, you are the very first to make trouble!”

Ding Hao ignored him.

As his eyes swept over those people, he reached out to count.

“One, two… four… eleven, a total of eleven people. I wonder, will the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect will feel distressed after I kill all of you? “Never mind. Including Ning Huxiao, 20 or 30 people from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect have died in my hands. I killed them one by one. Consider it as taking interest first, and one day, I will kill all the people in the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect.”

Ding Hao grinned, and his snow-white teeth were s.h.i.+ning with cold light.

“What did you say?” The old man narrowed his eyes. “You said you killed martial nephew Tiger Roar? “You came back from the Sage Battlefield? “Haha, that’s impossible. Tiger Roar is the number one genius of our Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect’s younger generation. He’s really powerful. How can you… Hoho, little guy, are you trying to trick me? “Haha, you’re still too inexperienced!”

“Oh, that good-for-nothing was actually the number one genius of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect? “It seems that your Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect is really pitiful.” Ding Hao opened his palm and a broken sword appeared in his hand. He threw it casually and sneered to add, “The so-called number one genius was blown up by my punch. He was too weak!”

A sword pract.i.tioner reached out to take the broken sword. After examining it carefully, his face changed and he handed it to the old man with a malicious look.

The old man looked at it a few times, and his face also changed dramatically. He exclaimed, “This… really is nephew Tiger Roar’s sword… Did you… really kill him?”

It was definitely a bolt from the blue to the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect.

Losing the future leader of the sect was equivalent to exterminating the Sect’s potential. No one knew just how much energy and resources it would take to cultivate such a person again.

“Not just Ning Huxiao,” Ding Hao calmly said, “Thinking about it carefully, among the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect who entered the Sage Battlefield, except for a guy named Ai Qing, I may have killed all the others!”

The sinister-looking elder and others were somewhat in a daze.

Judging from Ding Hao’s words, he didn’t seem to be lying. If that was true, then the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmans.h.i.+p Sect would have a gap in power.

“Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, what are you talking about? Senior Brother Tiger Roar is so talented and profound that he wouldn’t lose to you…” A sword pract.i.tioner couldn’t help yelling.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ding Hao’s mouth, and he suddenly pointed with his finger.

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