After all, Lu Pengfei had won three times in the five academies competitions and his backer was Lu Qi. There would be consequences to oppose such a villain. But somehow, once thinking of the scene that Ding Hao smiled and patted on his shoulders in the stone building of the Valley Village, Li Yunqi, who had been appointed as one of the prison guards at that time, finally decided to choose to be a planted agent to help Fang Tianyi and the others to save Zhang Fan.
Currently, although he had been arrested and tortured brutally, his future and destiny were even grayer. However, Li Yunqi was not hesitant at all and he had become firmer.
In the face of the test, he preserved his heart as a warrior.
That made him extremely calm.
The peace of the heart conquered the pain of the flesh.
Moreover, only Li Yunqi knew clearly where Ding Hao had gone, and only he knew how rapidly Ding Hao's cultivation had grown. He kept that
Ding Hao found a quiet inn in Peaceful City, helped two people settle down, and then reached people of the Gao family who had settled in the city, to ask them to help buy some spiritual herbs. When everything was ready, Ding Hao bought a small ordinary alchemy stove in the city's refine weapon shop. He spent a whole day refining the Pill for Recovering from Death. The Pill for Recovering from Death was originally a pill in the second-level peak, and it could cure trauma and internal injuries with a significant effect. However, Ding Hao refined it with the technique taught by the Saber Master, and the fire he used was the Sky Fire of Extreme Yang. Such a fire was integrated in accordance with the mental cultivation methods of the Secret of the Mystery Character in the middle dantian of his chest. He even added some mysterious white liquid to the raw materials. The liquid was taken by Ding Hao from the cave in the Great Abyss to the slums of the Swordsmansh
Snow was like silver, sword like rainbow, and horses like dragons. Ding Hao was wearing a long green gown and riding a rare white tall horse, which was the Lion-dragon Beast of Snow Province. That horse was bought at a higher price, and it had a devil bloodline. Before Ding Hao entered the Snow Dragon Mountain for training, he had left the horse to be fostered in a horse house in Peaceful City. The horse enjoyed a winter there. It became fatter and seemed to have gained some weight. It was more handsome, like a little white dragon on the ground if it was seen from a distance. What was interesting was that the horse was very spiritual. After six months, when it saw Ding Hao, its little master again, it was very cordial so that it sneezed merrily all the way. "Senior Brother Setting out, how long will it take us to get to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect?" Gao Xue'er asked curiously. The little girl's de
Just as Zhang Fan told his story, Ding Hao and Fang Tianyi just wanted to comfort him with a few words, but Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand, stopped his talking, and then said, "But, in the last field training, in a deserted silent relic, I got the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors by chance, which made me see an incredible hope. It seemed to be created for me. I only practiced it for a month, and now I am able to burst the attack power as a master in the Martial Soldier Realm..." Ding Hao clearly noticed that when Zhang Fan spoke of the "Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors", under the red bonfire, Zhang Fan's ordinary face seemed to finally bloom with a glimmer of light that was not usually found. An indescribable momentum slowly spread out of his body. Zhang Fan continued with a smile, "When Lu Pengfei knew the existence of the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors, he was tempted carried out coercion again and again and forced me to giv
"Pah. For Jiang Feng who's like a vicious dog. If it were me, I would have killed such a dog. Lu, you being a villain, how dare you say that? Bah. " Before Li Canyang finished his words, a burly teenager with a red gown and a shallow scar on his face, standing next to him, laughed, without concealing his voice. Lu Pengfei frowned and did not reply. Because he recognized the young boy. It was Xiao Chengxuan. In the Western Academy of Red Shirts, he was second only to Li Canyang, the Setting-sun of Eight Corners. He was Li Canyang's number one confidant and the gold-medal bully. That guy was very rude and savage. Being opposite to Li Canyang, who was deep-minded, Xiao Chengxuan was straightforward. He dared to say anything he liked and do whatever other people dared not do. Both his talents and aptitude were very tough. With powerful strength, he did not fear to die while fighting. Once provoked, he was like a chewy
Some unknown disciples of the Western Academy of Red Shirts revealed doubtful expressions. It was just a cat, a considerably fat cat with no power fluctuations at all. It seemed that anyone present could strangle it with one hand. How could such a kitty suddenly make the atmosphere in the entire cell so weird? Not to mention that the faces of some disciples in the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts showed weird expressions. Even Lu Pengfei, who was arrogant and overbearing, actually revealed a look of anger and fear at that moment. "Does this cat represent some incredible power?" What made the disciples of the Western Academy of Red Shirts feel surprised was that Li Yiruo, the number one beauty in the five academies, who was always pretty but cool, had shown a rare smile, the first in the past half a year when she saw the cat. For her, a piece of ten-thousand-year mysterious ice seemed to have melted instantly and the spring breez
"The Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by the Ten Emperors seems to be innately compatible with me. I will continue to cultivate it. Before I left, I secretly put a manuscript of pithy formula of skills in the tent. With the manuscript, Senior Brother Ding can give an account to the high-level management of the Sect when he goes back." "During the time when I stayed in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the luckiest for me was to have met friends like Senior Brother Ding, Xiaoqi and Tianyi. We will meet some time in the future. From the bottom of my heart, I will claim to be a disciple of the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts forever... Farewell, I will surely see you again!" "Last thing. In two years, at the appointment in the Frozen Peak, no matter if I, Zhang Fan, am still unknown to the public or well-known in the Snow Province, I will climb up the Frozen Peak to assist Senior Brother Ding in the fighting!" The letter's handwriting was intermittent, an
It was still an extremely familiar bronze grimace mask, with a forced smile and a forced cry, containing an inexplicable weird aura. It was exactly alike the mask showing up in the sect relics of the antiquity times in the Western Rock Mountain Range, the one which that mysterious person was wearing. Furthermore, the fluctuating aura of the flaming Qi was also extremely familiar. It meant that the red figure before him was the mysterious man with the bronze grimace mask who had singled out Ding Hao to kill him. "Jie-jie-jie-jie, yes, it's me. I come again, and so you must die today." A husky voice like a night-owl seemed to come out of the hell seam, containing an undisguised killing intent. Ding Hao smiled faintly and said, "You're unlucky, because I am in a bad mood. There is a way to heaven, but you don't go there. There is no gate to hell, but you choose to come. Last time you escaped. You should hide yourself honestly to save your humbl
That mysterious silver light was powerful indeed. In the face of movements from the twelve magic skills of the Secrets of the Character Battle out of the Winning Secrets for Mysterious Battles, the light's power was not broken by Ding Hao's piercing movement Invincible Being, but the man with the bronze grimace mask was still transmitted one hundred meters away. "People who know that I'll go back to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect are few. This person knew of my whereabouts so well. Is he the killer assigned by Lu Pengfei?" Ding Hao looked around. The man with the bronze grimace mask had disappeared completely and he could not ascertain his whereabouts. Thinking about it, Ding Hao felt that the strength of the man with the bronze grimace mask was extremely horrifying; he should be at the top level of the Martial Mentor Realm. Even if Lu Pengfei had been developing well during those months, he could not give orders to such a top master. Was he