Supreme Emperor of Swords

These two masters who dropped the ball at the critical moment made Ding Hao feel anxious and angry but helpless.

Standing high on the third floor of the small building, looking around, except for trees connected to one another, what he saw was the subtle blue ghost flame, floating in the boundless darkness.

“Senior Brother Ding… Ding, what shall we do?” Lu Pengfei’s teeth trembled with fear and he asked Ding Hao with an ingratiating smile.

Ding Hao gave him a look, snorted coldly, and said with a straight face, “Let’s see if we can find anyone else.”

“Ah? Ah, good, good, I’ll be with you.” Lu Pengfei said like a yes-man.

This time, he completely showed that he was Ding Hao’s attendant. In such a strange environment, it was dangerous everywhere, he didn’t dare to act alone, lest Ding Hao would leave him alone.

Ding Hao jumped up to the roof of another shop more than 20 meters away.

He guessed that it should not only be himself and Lu Pengfei who were transmitted here.

He remembered when he was in the dark tunnel before, after the loud noise and the cold and brutal voice appeared, the first person to be transmitted was Wang Juefeng, the cynical man with the highest strength, followed by Ma Yifei with the second highest strength, and then himself…

This kind of transmission was not blind but seemed to follow certain rules.

That was to say, people were transmitted according to their strength level. If this was the case, since Lu Pengfei and himself were transmitted here, Li Lan should also be transmitted to somewhere in this land of ghost.

Lu Pengfei followed Ding Hao closely.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with Ding Hao’s indifferent attitude, but he did not dare to reveal it at all. He buried it deeply in his heart.

Walking in such a land of ghost with dead silence, both of them had a very strange feeling since there was not even a trace of wind around, as if a pair of cruel eyes in the darkness was staring at them, like the evil beasts staring at their prey in the darkness, and it was creepy.

Even the little cute cat on Ding Hao’s shoulder clutched Ding Hao’s shoulder tightly and looked clever and cute.

Lu Pengfei drew out the magic weapon of stone sword and held it in his hand, got ready to guard against accidents.

However, just then—

Ding, ding, ding, ding!

In front of them suddenly came the sound of weapons colliding with each other like torrential rain hitting plantains.

Clusters of flickering sparks stood out in the boundless darkness.

“Someone is there!”

Both Ding Hao and Lu Pengfei were shocked.

“Let’s go and have a look.” Ding Hao flashed, his “Yan (smoke) tactic” instantly broke out, and he turned into a wisp of subtle smoke, almost in harmony with the light darkness, galloped away in the direction for the fight.

Lu Pengfei was in a great hurry, fearing that Ding Hao would leave himself behind, and hurriedly ran after him with all his strength.

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“Haha, I can’t believe that I could meet the little girls of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect here. Haha, you are only two cheap menservants, give up the struggle, otherwise you can neither survive nor die!”

In the scarlet light, the intersection where the two streets met.

A 15-year-old boy, in reddish leather armor and long-barreled deerskin gloves, looked ferocious and burst out laughing with arrogance. He was one-eyed with one eye covered with a pale red oval blindfold, like a bloody devil Yaksha.

Behind him were a dozen teenagers also in red leather armor.

On the other side.

A girl with an ordinary face, but a hot figure and fair-jade skin blooming with faint radiance. She exhaled in rapid breathing, leaning on a sword and sweating profusely. Her long black hair was wet on her shoulder. The positions of her shoulder and thigh were obviously hit by sharp weapons, leaving a large blood flow.

She gulped for air with pale face and aura in disorder, and drops of blood were flowing down the purple gown.

Behind her, another beautiful girl in a red gown was about 13 years old and had a deep red abdomen, sitting cross-legged in the same spot, running Qi. It seemed that she was trying to resist some kind of injury in her body. A mass of black and blue dense Qi appeared on her pretty face and her lips were dark, and it seemed that she had been poisoned.

These two young girls were the disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

“Senior Sister Murong, you go first, don’t worry about me…” The pretty girl said with sad wry smile.

Since joining Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and becoming a warrior, she had been ready to embark on a bloody road, either soaring into the sky, becoming a peerless superior, or dying in the mysterious road of the complicated world, becoming a stepping stone for others…

However, she didn’t expect this day to come so fast. She had joined Swordsmanship-seeking Sect for more than a month.

“Go together or die together.” Murong Shengnan said firmly, gulping for air.

“Hahaha, cheap menservants, well-said, you must be together, hahaha, but you rest assured, I don’t want to let you die, I just want to strip you together, and then enjoy slowly, let you serve fellow male apprentices of Falling Star Sect together, hahaha!”

The one-eyed man as a leader said with greedy light surging, licking his lips.

Around him were several teenagers of Falling Star Sect, they all issued a knowing smile, with a look of evil spirit on the faces.

“So you should get the permission of the sword in my hand first!” The girl with a sword came from Southern Academy of purple shirts, her face flushed with firmness, and she sneered, “Falling Star Sect is one of nine sects in Snow Province. Unexpectedly, it has taught you a group of beasts inferior to pigs and dogs!”

“Hey hey, cheap menservants, now you can use your breath, and in a short while I will make you cry!” The one-eyed said maliciously, approaching the girl slowly.

“Go to hell!” Murong Yanzhi rotated, with the sword light out of her long sword skyrocketing in her hand and sprinkling on the one-eyed.

“Hahahaha…” The one-eyes swayed like a willow swaying in the wind and he avoided the sword light easily. He laughed out loudly, “Struggle! You have been hit by my Carefree Flying Fairy Needle. The more you struggle, the more powerless you will become. Soon you will kneel down on my hip, haha!”

With those words, he directed at the girl with his hands rapidly and changed a few actions.

Scoffs, scoffs, scoffs!

Invisible cold light burst out from the one-eyed man’s hands.

Murong Yanzhi waved her long sword dancing like a ball of light clanking, and she blocked out a few half inch long steel needles, but at the same time, she felt numb with her arm and thigh stuck by needles.

This one-eyed was extremely obscene and dirty.

He launched the hidden weapons, and all were directing to the girl’s lower abdomen, chest, thigh and other parts.