Chapter 421, the sword is meant to break the blood

"No, how can it be so strong?" Jiang Disheng was on the chest, shocked, and I felt that something was wrong.
With Ding Hao's mysterious cultivation, even if he mastered the sword, the real combat power is only the middle and high level of the big master. This is already a state of super-reality explosion, but the atmosphere of Ding Hao's body at this moment has risen incredibly. Half-step Wuwang's realm, under the horror of the horror, even if he felt a burst of breathing difficulties, the whole body muscles are tight, the hair is cold, this is not normal.
To make matters worse, under the pressure of this magnificent atmosphere, Jiang Disheng quickly discovered that his meridian channel had a feeling of gradually shrinking and ignorant.
Ding Hao, who was actually repaired as a realm in his momentum, is not as good as himself?
The next moment, Jiang Disheng looked up and saw Ding Hao's eyes, suddenly burst into shock.
Ding Hao's eyes, one golden, one silver.
Golden as fire, silver as snow.
I haven't waited for him to return to God. In the next moment, I saw that the image in the line of sight was suddenly distorted. The shape of Ding Hao's sword was in this kind of light distortion, and suddenly disappeared in the front line of sight.
"not good."
Feeling an unprecedented danger, from the bottom of my heart, like the erupted magma, it is unstoppable to boil. Jiang Disheng knows that he has reached the stage of life and death, he does not hesitate, and immediately stimulates the blood of his body.
A golden flame of light came out from the body of Jiang Disheng. He burst into a golden flame, like a golden day, bursting with endless brilliance, holding the rust sword in both hands, and shouting in the sky.
The power of the blood.
Inherited from the power of ancient gods.
Hey!
The space trembled, and the sound of a sword screamed straight into the sky.
A huge golden sword of golden light, slowly slashing the void after the birth of Jiang Di, as if it came from another space, seems to be slowly and eagerly emerged. The blade is two meters wide and more than forty meters long. Shining, the surface is flowing with some mysterious inscriptions that are indefinite. The golden giant sword shines under the reflection of the moonlight lake light, sparkling with the unique chill of cold metal.
"[Jin Mang Sun Battle Body, Jin Xinjian]!"
In the endless golden light, Jiang Disheng's whole person seems to have turned into a sword, his arms are hugged in front of him, and the whole body slowly tilts down. The long sword behind him is like the shadow of his body. Slowly squatting down, a layer of visible air waves quickly spread to the sides.
The power of this sword is really tyrannical.
The golden giant sword has not completely fallen, and the calm lake is like a mirror that is cut open from the middle.
The lake water is separated from the two sides, and the sword gas directly unfolds a neat and secluded gap. It is faintly visible that the water plants and boulders at the bottom of the lake are also divided into two places, and even some fish and water beasts that are too late to escape. Was swayed into two sections, the head and tail are in the waters on both sides, the incision is too smooth, and even the blood and internal organs have not flowed out for a while...
When Jiang Disheng was almost slanting to the level with the lake, the golden giant sword behind it reached its maximum level, and everything within the surrounding rice was excluded, forming a vacuum state, any material entering this distance. It will be instantly divided into pieces by the omnipresent sword.
Just then, the space was distorted.
Ding Hao, who disappeared, appeared in front of Jiang Disheng. He was covered in ice and fire, and the swords crossed and went up. It just happened to hold the giant sword, and the giant sword slammed down.
This is a shocking contrast.
In front of the golden giant sword, Ding Hao's figure is as small as sand, and it looks like a scorpion ant with his body holding the giant's weapon, as if he would be smashed at any time. His whole person was completely covered by golden light. The meaning of enthusiasm does not know how many lakes are evaporated in the blink of an eye...
"Sure enough, it is a warrior."
Ding Hao only felt that the blood was stirring, and the heart involuntarily violently jumped. A drop of blood inside the body received a kind of terrible power traction, as if it had to be evaporated from the of the body.
This is the instinct of the mortal body for the blood of the god.
Ordinary people encounter such sudden pressure, the whole person will lose the blood of the whole body and die, not to mention fighting, but Ding Hao is the "sword and double sacred body", the victory of the word erupts, the mind is like a tide to control The body, steadily bearing this force as a god-like pressure, the whole body blood immediately quieted down.
"It's time... Come on, the knife and the sword will break out!"
Sword and sword are meant to break the blood!
This is one of the reasons why Ding Hao has been working hard to cultivate his sword and sword.
Especially since the hard work of these days and days, Ding Hao’s mastery of the sword and the sword has finally reached a higher level. If the meaning of the sword and the sword can be divided into 10%, then Ding Hao’s mastery of them has already been When I reached the second realm, I didn’t know how many times the tyranny was when I first realized the sword meaning before one year ago.
It is at this moment that I can break the myth of battles.
Ding Haoqing sighed, the brain entered a strange state, and the rust sword and the knives trembled at the same time.
He broke out the most powerful swordsmanship and sword power he has mastered so far.
At the moment of the electric stone fire, the rust sword and the knives rushed together to express the indescribable meaning of a word. This sword and a sword sent out a long and lingering long squat, such as a dragon, like a tiger, as if there was an instant His own life, the body of the sword that was originally very clear, suddenly became blurred, as if to break away from the shackles of the laws of matter.
A weak willpower, bursting in the blade and the blade.
Although it is weak but sharp and sharp, the degree of sharpness can be separated by adding any substance, as if it is the power of the gods. In the face of such a weak sword, it seems to be as fragile as the dead wood.
Ding Hao's body was rotated, and the rusted sword and the knives in his hand buckled the golden giant sword and slammed it.
Hey!
The golden giant sword was broken directly.
It's like breaking a dead wood.
In the next moment, the golden Shuyang giant sword broke, and the sharp and unskilled sword of Jiang Disheng disappeared.
Only heard a bang, the gap of the lake that lost the support of external forces disappeared, the waters on both sides slammed together, bursting a water column, the thunder of the general sound, the water vapor within a hundred meters, and Ding Hao’s The imprisoned ice and the mysterious invasion, instantly condensed into a mysterious ice, and fell into the lake in pieces, stimulating a bigger splash!
"Impossible! Why is this?"
Jiang Disheng squirted a mouthful of blood.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible... This... What power is this? Ding Hao, can you restrain me [Jin Mang Sun Blood Battle]?"
Jiang Disheng’s mind was blank, and Jin Yan’s body was swallowed in an instant. The surface of the body seemed to be a dry riverbed. It cracked a tiny gap. Even the forbearing heart that was practiced for many years was disintegrated at this moment. Unbelievably yelling.
Ding Hao is not a battle body, a weak body, why can it resist the pressure of the blood of the gods?
Why is this happening?
After the brain was a little awake at the next moment, Jiang Disheng screamed, his body shape turned into a streamer, and he did not speak a word. The dog who lost his family generally flew toward the outside.
[Jin Mang Temple buys the battle body · Jin Xinjian 斩] is his most powerful sword move, since this move can not restrain Ding Hao, then only escape from a road, and then fight, there will be no result tonight.
however--
Suddenly, the inscriptions of ice and snow fluttered in front of each other. The square-shaped patterns were connected end to end. In the quiet night sky, they were full of beautiful and different, and they had a deadly beauty. They swept like long dragons and trapped Jiang Disheng. among them.
"Get out!"
Jiang Disheng refers to a stroke, a sharp sword and bursts of hair, smashed a few inscriptions.
But the rest of the inscriptions are like life. The brilliance is extremely flashing, filled with endless chills, and entangled again, dragging the speed of his flying.
The space in the distance was once again distorted, and Ding Hao’s body shape disappeared.
Jiang Disheng screamed and screamed, knowing that he couldn’t walk anymore, he would have a heart-to-heart, rusting sword that was about to break, and when the chest was vertical, and then the sword-style, the back space of the giant earthquake, a sturdy golden sword once again slowly emerged across the space. ......
He wants to break the inscription with a battle.
But this time Ding Hao is faster.
When the golden long sword emerged halfway, as before, the space in front of the room was distorted, Ding Hao held the shape of the sword again, and the rust sword was a trick [chasing a sword], asking for a knife [swinging a knife] In the sound of the sword and the sword, it is still the sword of the second and the sword and the full force of the sword, leading to the endless chill and the flames of the flames on the golden sword.
Hey!
The golden giant sword screamed, and the cracks in the sword were filled with cracks. The golden butterfly was broken and splashed. It was scattered in the light of the moonlight. Jiang Disheng had a black front and a mouth spurted a blood. His face was as white as gold, and his teeth slid down into the dark water of the lake...
Ding Hao fluttered the golden giant sword's debris, holding a sword, standing in the air, left eye orange yellow, right eye silver, like the ancient alien war gods, eyes bursting out of the golden two-color beam, shining towards the lake.
Jiang Disheng voluntarily fell into the lake and wanted to escape with the cover of the lake.
Ding Hao’s gaze, I saw a dark and thin line of swords at the bottom of the lake, which was generally spurred toward the western part of Jinghu Lake. It was the Jiang Disheng who used some secret method to escape, and the speed was three or four times faster than the air. ......
"Where to escape!" Ding Hao went to kill the heart, not in the slightest mercy, the sword is full of force, and a sword is thrown away.
The silver sword is contained in the sword and cuts the lake.
Where the sword light passed, the lake instantly condensed into ice.
This ice line is as fast as lightning. In the twinkling of an eye, it catches up with the dark lines that escaped from the bottom of the lake. It slams through the ground. A touch of red blood is like a red flower blooming in the dark night. It is usually in the clear water. It blooms in the middle, and then it is frozen in the ice.
Also frozen in the ice, there is an arm.
Jiang Disheng's arm.
"Everything is over." Ding Hao took a deep breath, and his body was soaring. The rust sword was completely shrouded in silver frost. Under the moonlight, like a jade ice, he stepped on seven steps in the void, pedaling seven stars, and one strength reminder. Moved to the highest point, the hand is a silver silk sword.
Hey!
Where the sword gas passed, the icy lake was instantly frozen out of a half-meter-wide ice wall.
The ice wall with a deadly murder, and sneaked toward the crazy escape figure at the bottom of the water, seeing it will freeze him in the ice forever...
at this time--
"Senior, enough, why bother to kill."
The sound of a old glory came from the west, in a gloomy cloud, suddenly protruding a golden hand, like a demon's palm, the horror to the extreme, a pinch of the white in the water Ice line, slamming, it is easy to crush it, then separate the deep lake water, backhand in the lake to fish, will be fainted in the past, Jiang Disheng in the hands, re-shrink back.
The seniors of the Qingping College have finally couldn’t help but shoot.
Saved Jiang Disheng.
Ding Hao’s heart was soaring, but he still sensibly restrained his own shots.
Now my own strength, can not challenge the characters of the older generation of giants.
The eyes were slowly recovered and the eyes returned to normal color.
Ding Hao recalled the process of this battle and was satisfied with the results of the battle tonight: "Although he escaped, but for the martial arts powerhouse like Jiang Disheng, losing one arm is also a great blow, not just strength. The plunge, more seriously, he was weak and strong, and he even thought that he would win, but he suffered a fiasco. The heart of the martial arts has been destroyed... This person will no longer pose a threat to me."
This is the young top-ranking strongman who ranks above himself on the first matchup [Xuezhou Qianlongbang], and Ding Hao laughs to the end.
More importantly, the direction of the sword and the sword to break the battle body has finally proved to be correct. In the future, the peak of the cold and the cold, the same is the battle of Mu Tianyang, Ding Hao will definitely not have any inferior .
Stagnation of the void, Ding Hao looked at it.
Because the two men fought fiercely, the surging lake finally calmed down calmly. A kilometer-long ice wall, like a dam, splits the mirror lake water within a hundred meters, and the moonlight is iced. The wall is crystal clear and slippery. It is like a jade, reflecting a blue and elegant brilliance. From the sky, it looks like a scar on the mirror lake.
The moonlit night is quiet and the clouds are drooping. It is the most lonely night.
Deeply exhaled a sigh of gas, Ding Hao looked up and looked into the distance.
Among the voids thousands of kilometers away, the two flames of fire in the darkness are hidden, and there is a fascinating stream of light that flies away, leaving a long-lasting scar in the sky... It is the battle between Feng Ning, Xie Jieyu and [Feng Lei Shuangjiao].
Not over yet.
Ding Hao's heart moved, while the index finger of his hands extended, the left index finger was filled with flames, while the right index finger covered the silver chill, one heart and two uses, in the void, engraved two ancient poems of the earth.
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Dazhang, I am working very hard. I hope that everyone will continue to support me, ask for the red ticket, ask for the monthly ticket, and ask for all kinds.
By the way, before the knife promised four times a day, but each chapter more than 3,000 words, the four will certainly not reach, can not catch up, the future update, each chapter three thousand, two chapters to protect the bottom, three more broke out. If it is a third, the first day is more clear.