Chapter 746, he is Ding Hao.

But at this time Ding Hao laughed and attracted everyone's attention.
No one is a fool, anyone can hear it, and the ridicule and embarrassment.
"Who are you? How dare you talk to this demon woman? Reversed the black back? Hey, isn't it true that I and Yue Zhangmen said it?" The southern thin and high-powered person screamed at Ding Hao, angered: " You must be the same party of this demon girl!"
"Great hat!" Ding Hao smiled gradually, and said coldly: "I am just a nameless generation, but I can't understand the so-called predecessors of yours, and they are arrogant, to frame a small and powerful little. Girl only!"
"presumptuous!"
"Bold, what are you, actually speaking here for the demon girl?"
"Poor and weak pets, what is the qualification to speak on this occasion? Hey, who brought you into the [final temple]? Where are your elders?"
On the surface, Ding Hao’s strength seems to be only the realm of Wu Wang. In theory, relying on his own strength is simply not enough to appear here. The only explanation is that there are powerful and talented people who bring him here.
"When is the truth, depends on strength?" Ding Hao sneered: "According to your logic, can you reverse black and white as long as it is strong enough?"
"You... Hey, I don't think with you, boy, don't want to die, just go and go." The wilderness of the South is so thin, the color of the haze is flashing in the depths of the eye, obviously it has moved. Killed the heart.
"Little doll, you are confused by the beauty of this demon girl, this seat does not blame you this time, you retreat." A strong singer of Wu Shengqiang who has not spoken, said: "[Zhen Shenyin] is a matter of concern The human race is not what you can know. What you say today, you can't let this evil wicked woman take away artifacts."
After all, he has a big sleeve.
An extremely tyrannical force suddenly rushed out and headed for Ding Hao.
When other people saw it, they all showed the expression of gloating.
Since there is a strong voice in the Wusheng realm, it is equal to characterizing this matter, and everything is already doomed.
But in the next moment, all the expressions on the face were solidified.
Ding Hao did not retreat, but instead stood in the same place, the rusted long sword in his hand was lightly stroked, and an invisible force emerged, like a mainstay, which was actually the martyrdom of the Wusheng realm. The power is divided into two from the middle.
His figure, even shaking, did not shake.
Only the [Cold-faced gentleman] Yue Tianxing’s mouth twitched. He witnessed Ding Hao’s scene of entanglement with the four great demon saints. He knew that this seemingly weak young man actually had extremely terrifying power. It should not be underestimated.
"Well?" The middle-aged Wusheng’s face flashed a trace of color, and immediately returned to calmness. He was condescending and presided over the lessons of an elder: "It’s a small look at you, young people, you have such strength. It’s better to be a man of nationality, why do you obsessed with it, and protect the demon who is the culprits?

"Human nationality? Hahaha, it is ridiculous," Ding Hao dismissed and said: "Zhangkou closed the human race, you are a sage in the district, know what is the real air transport? If it is really greedy by you, On the surface, the hypocrites of the righteousness of the righteousness come and go around the people's qi, and the Terran can really be extinct!"
When this was said, everyone was discolored.
Actually, the face of a Wu Sheng realm does not understand the air transport, how much courage does it take?
It’s just a madman’s act!
Those who are qualified to say that the saints exist, the whole endless continent, among the people, I am afraid that only the five exist.
This young man is really crazy.
It was the stunned girl who had been sneering and watching the scene. The rain was extinct. In the beauty of the pair, she finally showed a different color. She looked at Ding Hao with amazement. The depth of her eyes, the vigilance and alertness, slowly disappeared. Looking at Ding Hao’s eyes, I finally got a softer one.
"presumptuous!"
Middle-aged Wu Sheng finally struggled to remain calm and angered: "You are tempted by the demon girl, the poisoning is too deep, and it is hopeless. I will be your parents today and discipline you!"
Say, hit a hand.
A huge green palm print, like the palm of a god, appeared on the top of Ding Hao, unstoppable pressure, actually to directly suppress Ding Hao.
When the girl in the distance is raised, she must force her to push [Shenzhen Seal] to stop...
But at this time -
The rust sword in the hands of Ding Hao suddenly broke out the power of terror.
I saw the rust on the scalp flying away from the blade, the blade was crystal clear, and the force of a suffocating taboo slowly emerged. In the entire space, the time was chilly, even if it was strong in the realm of Wudi. They all feel the dryness of the stinging skin.
this is……
No less than the power of the sage.
The long sword has not yet vibrated, and the power that erupted on it has fluctuated, and it has shattered the green giant that has been crushed down.
Everyone is horrible, like a thunder.
What is this power?
That sword...
The smile that was still sneer at Yue Tianxing and the southern thin and high-powered, suddenly smiled.
Especially the [cold face gentleman] Yue Tianxing, the heart of the waves overturned, shocked and indescribable, he has already touched the bottom of Ding Hao himself, but also has a high look at Ding Hao, but who knows, in the match just four In the terrible battle of the demon saint, this young man, he has not yet made a real killer!
"He is... [knife mad sword idiot] Ding Hao?"
"Ding Hao? That genius from the Northern Territory, which had stirred up the swords of the whole Chinese-speaking chickens and dogs in the past?"
"It's really him, the rusted sword, it contains terrible power!"
"[A sword is frozen for eight hundred miles, who is the enemy of the green shirt rust sword]? It turned out to be him... This is a guy who has been repaired to a low level, but the true combat power is absolutely comparable to the existence of the saint!"
Someone recognized Ding Hao’s identity.
The crowd suddenly lost.
All the attention before was concentrated on the artifact, attracted by the treasure of [Shenzhen Yin], the eyes are on the extinct girl's rain, and at this moment, I realized that the original has been standing in the corner, a pair The wolverine-looking young man is also a bodhisattva!
Knife mad sword!
The weight of these four words can be really not light!
Some people also think about it. Before the final temple, the person who killed the scorpion sacred sacred scorpion is also the boy in front of him, but that is the avatar of his incarnation. At the time, the door of the temple began to open again. Many people’s minds were hung on the artifacts of the temple, so they didn’t care too much.
Now, the young man has already stood and killed the demon, and it is really enough to stand up against the absolute power of the saint.
That time [knife mad sword idiot] is the knife method, the power of a broken knife is unparalleled.
This time, the power of the swordsman he showed was not weaker than the power of the broken knife.
Sure enough, it is a sword!
Under the prestigious name, there is no vain.
It seems that it is only a young man of ten years old. It is more like a scholar who is modest and jade. How is it cultivated? The means are actually so good. The rusted sword and the broken knife in the hand are not weak. In the taboo of the artifact?
Before that, I yelled at some of Ding Hao’s strong men. At this time, they looked pale and quickly heard.
Such a young man killing God, it is best not to provoke, even if you are not weaker than you now, but people are still young, so the genius of the young Tianjiao level, to what extent will the future grow?
Perhaps hundreds or thousands of years later, one of the supremes of this world is him.
The potential is the most terrible place for this young man.
No one wants to provoke a lurking dragon.
What's more, in the rumors, this boy is likely to be a descendant from the biggest holy place of the Northern Terran [Xuanshuang Jingu]. This identity is even more difficult, even if all the saints in the field are present, In front of [Xuanshuang Shrine], it is not enough to see.
Someone is in the heart, my mother, this kid is so embarrassed, it’s so big, I’ve been squatting and talking all the time, it’s really too cloudy.
The middle-aged Wu Sheng, who had spoken before, was familiar with the change, and finally did not shoot again.
"How? Do you still have to teach me for my parents? And there is a young man who doesn't know how to live and die. I think you want to kill me. Come on, let's practice." Ding Hao sneered, to the south. The savage high-powered challenge.
The latter looks like a bamboo pole, and he does not dare to look at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao slowly controlled to take back the prison ice.
The silver light above the rusted sword gradually disappeared, and the rust of the flying dance gradually returned to the blade. The long sword once again became a rusty appearance. No one could see that it broke out before the interest rate. The power that makes the saints jealous.
This time, the rust sword was spurred. Although it was not completely motivated, it also cost a third of Ding Hao’s lower dantian prison ice, which is really an adventure.
Now he has only one chance to push the rust sword.
As for the magic knife... I am afraid that within half a month, Ding Hao can no longer be urging again, because the flames of Dantian in the chest consume too much, and it is no longer possible to completely launch a magic knife.
"Infinite Heaven!"
The old man who had never spoken before sang a promise, broke some quiet and quiet atmosphere, and smiled and said: "It turned out to be a "knife mad sword" Ding Shizhu, a long time to hear the northern Tianjiao Ding Hao's unique style, but can not think of it So young, poor Taoist star, these few donors here are..."
The old way is the strongest in the realm of the saints, and he does not know what he is trying to do. His face and sorrow are very patient to introduce the people around him.
The middle-aged Wu Sheng came from [Luo Shen Shan], named Luo Guantian.
There is also a sick old man with a dark face and a face like a pot. It is called Wei Wu, but it is an elder who came from the Promise of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, and was cultivated in the realm of saints.