Chapter 645, sharp first dew

Even at the foot of this hall, which floats in the void like a cloud, the whole body is made of the extremely rare gods [Baiyun Xingsha], and it is sacrificed by the means of the god-level inscriptions. It contains powerful power and heavy organs. Even the strongest in the realm of the Emperor Wu, it is difficult to break it.
The super-bulk is super-large, and these means and the underlying, ask Jianzong even if it is developed for thousands of years, I am afraid it will not catch up.
And Ding Hao believes that this is just the tip of the iceberg of the strength of the extermination of the sword.
"Long time [knife mad sword idiot] talent is unparalleled, is a generation of peerless people, today, see, really worthy of the name, haha, Ding brothers, I respect you a cup." On the right side of the seat, a few mustaches The burly man stood up and raised a big laugh.
"Stuart brother praised, please." Ding Hao replied, drinking a large glass of spirits.
In addition to recognizing the road, he has excellent memory in other aspects. When Bai Quanshui introduced everyone, Ding Hao has already remembered the names and identities of all people. This little bearded man named Situ Konglou is [Jiandu The owner of the patrol hall is also a young man with a high weight.
"Haha, refreshing, I like people like this." Stuart laughed.
When Ding Hao observed other people, many people were actually watching Ding Hao.
Some people originally thought that Bai Quanshui was so kind to Ding Hao that he didn't care. He thought that he was only a teenager who came out of a remote country. He couldn't listen to it. It was a countryman who could squat there. After all, it is a barbaric people who have never seen the market. I am afraid that when I arrive at the ancient city of [Sword Capital], I will suddenly show my demeanor as if I was in the city.
But the results of the observations now have changed their minds.
Although Ding Hao is from the remote and quite rural, but it is indeed a talent, gentle and jade, modest and refined, that faint dust is like a scent of the immortal, can not help but self-defeating, even in the [Sword Capital], it can be regarded as It’s a character, and you can’t see through it.
at this time--
"Oh, the original "God's sword" is just a child who is not squeaky, white spring water, is this the so-called genius that you are not sighing? Oh, you have been getting more and more these years. Fainted!"
A sound of yin measurement, cut through the inscription enchantment of the [Golden Pavilion] and passed it in.
Everyone changed their face and they all got up.
But I saw a figure shaking off the guards outside the main hall, stepping in slowly and step by step, followed by four or five masters who also wore [extinct swordsmen] costumes, exuding suffocating and celebrating with the hall. The atmosphere is out of place.
"It turned out to be a white killer, I don't know if you are coming, what advice?" Baiquan sailor held the glass and slowly stood up.
For the first figure, it looks like sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, a pair of thick black eyebrows is very strange, the eyebrows have a pair of oblique long braids that swallow the fine mans, the eagle hook nose, the body shape is burly, and the red sword is like blood. Dyeing in general, around the body, there is a red-red airflow around the loop, like a beast that chooses people and is addicted, giving people a very dangerous feeling of heart-breaking.
"I heard that you have waited for someone to wait, so come and see, who knows the so-called "knife mad sword", hey, it is really difficult to deputy under the prestigious name, let me be disappointed..." The tone of white killing Among them, with a murderous murder.
He looked at Ding Hao, among the nephews, with undisguised provocation.
"I miss you as a teacher, don't care about you, and you will retire, so as not to be rude in front of your guests, and make me [extinct swordsman] shameful." Bai Quanshui is quiet and authentic, when he calms down, It is like a silent iceberg.
"Guest? Hahaha, this kind of country child who has no long hair, has become a VIP of my [extinct swordsmanship], it really makes people laugh big teeth..." White kills and laughs.
Everyone in the hall is completely discolored.
This is naked provocation.
at this time--
"Oh, since it is the uncle of the white brother, then I am a younger generation, I have to have a cup of respect." Ding Hao, who has been silent, suddenly stood up from his seat and picked up the glass in front of him, step by step slowly. When you walk down, you will be handed to the white sand and look calm.
"What are you, like my toast!"
White kills a sneer, and a slap in the face of Ding Hao's hand is taken.
Who knows that it is like a piece of fine iron. The force of the anti-shock makes him numb, but he can't make Ding Hao's wrist tremble. Even the wine in the glass has no ripples.
"Well? Banmen get the axe." After a white kill, suddenly understand the meaning of Ding Hao, haha ​​laugh, face disdain, the right palm flashed with a sharp silver flame, slammed the past.
"Drink a drink, why bother to anger." Ding Hao calmed, holding the glass in his right hand, slowly handed over.
The white killing of this attack on Ding Hao’s wrist is still not understood at all. Instead of pushing the glass back, it is forced by a tyrannical force, causing his figure to shake involuntarily. shake.
"Good boy!" White smiles and smiles, the whole arm is flashing with silver light, struggling to push the wrist of Ding Hao holding the glass.
What shocked him was that Ding Hao was still holding the wine glass very casually. The wrist was slow but irreversibly pushed over, and the white kill struggling to counterattack, but Ding Hao’s power above the wrist It was like a mountain collapsed, which made him unable to resist.
His face turned red, and Ding Hao forced the glass to the front of his mouth.
"You are looking for death..." The white murder is furious, and the backhand is about to pull the sword.
Ding Hao has always had a calm face, suddenly cold, and smiled: "Since the seniors are not willing to drink, then I am not reluctant."
The voice did not fall, the wrist shocked, the wine in the wine glass was sprayed out like a sword, and suddenly it was white and killed.
At the same time, a strong and violent force rushed from the wrist, the white smacked, and the face was flushed. The whole person slammed out and spurted out a blood, and flew to the steps outside the hall. ......
"White elders..."
"Uncle Shi!"
The master who followed the white kill was shocked and exclaimed. He rushed out to help him kill him.
Everyone looked into Ding Hao’s eyes with awe and horror.
White kill is the strongest of the older generation, although it is not the top-level existence of the Zongmen, but the strength is not like, one body is repaired, reaching the realm of the four emperors, I can’t think of this boy. It is so vulnerable.
"Well, this time you are a kid, the mountains and rivers meet, kid, let's walk."
White kills Zhangkou and squirts a blood arrow, leaving a few words, turning around with his hands into a streamer disappeared into the distance.
In the "Golden Pavilion", in addition to the white spring water, other sword repairers are definitely not afraid to make a small Ding Hao at this time. This kind of immovable look defeats the means of white killing. It is not what they can do. Towards, Bai kills his own identity, leans on the old and sells old, and does not know how to live and die. In the past few years, he has been arrogant with Bai Quanshui. He couldn’t think of today’s loss.
The banquet was restored to the lively scene.
The strong players on the scene were rushing to toast to Ding Hao, and the atmosphere was warmer than before.
If they said that they were all looking at the face of Baiquan Shui, they would not respect the words of Ding Hao. At this time, it was definitely from the heart of Ding Hao’s awe and optimism. A young genius, easily defeated the Emperor of the Emperor, that future Achievements are limitless. If you don't die, you must be the supreme level. If you are friends with such people, no one will refuse.
When the wine went to the three patrols, all of them drank, and everyone was slowly dispersing.
Ding Hao was directly placed in the [Golden Pavilion] to rest.
This splendid temple floating in the void will be used as a temporary residence for Ding Hao in the following time. Bai Quanshui is very generous, and at least 20 [extinct swordsmen] disciples are arranged to listen to them. Nine young and beautiful maids are waiting for Ding Hao's life. They are not awkward, but a living person. They are all beautiful girls.
The night is coming.
Before Ding Hao came to the railing, he looked far and wide, and his eyes were an endless stream of brilliant lights.
[Sword Capital] The ancient city is magnificent, and it is more mysterious and beautiful in the night scene.
In the ground and in the sky, there are various streams of streamer flickering, as if they are in the starry sky, giving people a beautiful sense of intoxication. The buildings in the neighborhood are like gods, and there are occasional flying mysteries from time to time. The whistling through, the brilliance, is simply a dream world.
Such a beautiful night scene, compared to the international metropolises that Ding Hao saw in the past, does not know how many times the bustling beauty is.
"This is the true style of the endless continent. It used to be a glimpse. After all, the knowledge is limited. It is no wonder that people from other countries outside the region have called the northern states of Selangor, Bingzhou and Muzhou, and they are called uncultivated borders. The land is really not comparable to these real big states, and Jianzhou is not the largest state in the northern region. [Jiandu] is not the largest ancient city in the northern region. I wonder what kind of prosperity the Qingzhou will be!"
Ding Hao could not help but sigh.
There is an eye-opening feeling.
"Little Ding, have you seen it? This is the place that the real strong should have, the endless resources, the endless masters, the endless sects, the endless opportunities and the mighty forces..." In the mind, the sword was heard The voice of the ancestors.
Ding Hao nodded.
"Hey, what is this, if it is [God of God]..." The knife ancestor is obviously very disdainful. She has seen a more magnificent giant city. Compared with such a city, [Sword Capital] is really nothing, but When I got to the lips, I suddenly realized what I was doing and quickly shut up.
Ding Hao did not ask.
This may be related to the origin of the two old monsters. These two years have been reluctant to say more, and the question is also white.