"With this Qi armor, no one under the great Martial Mentor Realm can break my defense. Those who are at the same realm with me can hurt me through my Qi armor only when their cultivations are two small realms higher than me."
Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction.
In the next moment, Ding Hao gently stretched out his hand covered with silver dragon scales, and then a silver sword of Qi slowly appeared in his palm.
That was not his limit.
Ding Hao separated his Divine Awareness, continued to control his Qi to constantly turn into weapons.
There was a strange and spectacular scene. The air around his body trembled like waves, and then silver weapons of strange shapes constantly appeared in the air.
Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, tomahawks, hooks, forks...
A variety of silver weapons, like the most loyal guards, densely floating around Ding Hao's body, surrounding him with awe-inspiri
At that moment, in the area of nominal disciples, numerous people looked up. Some of them prayed silently and some of them chuckled to themselves. They had different thoughts. Nevertheless, everyone had to admit that Ding Hao was still the Ding Hao. No matter the past or right then, he was in the spotlight. What he did others dared not do, not even consider it. He was at the center of it all. ... ... Sentencing Hall was a vital place of the sect, being the authority of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. There were the so called Six Peaks and Six Bases in the Sect, and Sentencing Hall was one of those six bases. It was located in the deep enclosed area, at the eighth stage of the mountain gate. Spiritual Qi was abundant there and spiritual herbs with a hundred years of life were everywhere. Sacred Cranes, White Tigers, and other Mystical Beasts ran amid it. The silver waterfall kept falling
Lightning flashed in the sky. Purple clouds rolled which resembled the complexion of the angry deity. It was extremely horrifying. Ding Hao was also angry. With a slamming sound, Ding Hao took out the rusted sword and channeled his torrential Qi. He pointed to the sky and said, "I have a clear conscience. Why would I plead guilty? If you are a deity, how come you confuse right and wrong? You are not qualified for people to worship you. If you want me to plead guilty, you should first ask the rusted sword in my hand!" ... "Asking the rusted sword in your hand? That is a good one." A clear reproach which was like a Buddhist's shout suddenly rang in Ding Hao's ears. Ding Hao was shocked, and the scroll before him suddenly broke. When seeing again, He found that the deity in purple robe, the lightning, and the rolling purple clouds had disappeared. Even the long steps of the "Introspection
Judging from the tone of his speech, he did not put Ding Hao in his eyes at all. That attitude was not pretentious, as it felt natural. Ding Hao secretly observed. Suddenly a name occurred to him. It was said that among the core disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, there were four distinguished people called "The Four Young Masters of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect". One of them liked jade very much and had unsurpassed sword technique. He was arrogant. When in his prime, he was called "Young Master Jade". The rich master before Ding Hao was him. As for the formerly mean young man, his name was Shen Ku. Ding Hao had heard of the name. On that day, in the herb shop of Ximen Qianxue, the inner disciples who incited Wang Xiaosai, the chubby wax gourd, to find some trouble with him had been sent by Shen Ku. Ding Hao vaguely understood why Shen Ku was so hostile to him. Unexpectedly, he accidentally provoked a g
Shen Ku's proposal was extremely evil. Though Ding Hao just sneered without words, he actually secretly nodded in his mind. "It's good. Shen Ku, I remember you. You court death by yourself, and you will be a member in my blacklist from now on. You will cry and regret extremely for your today's words and behavior one day, sooner or later." At that moment, the young man in white suddenly raised his head and looked at Ding Hao for a moment, with a bizarre expression flashing in the depth of his eyes. "Killing three people doesn't deserve such a heavy punishment," he said briefly. Ding Hao did not expect that person to speak on his behalf. Embarrassment immediately appeared on Shen Ku's face. Obviously, the status of that young man in white was much higher than his; the young man's words were equal to rejecting his proposal completely and relentlessly. "Oh, it's unexpected that Senior Brother Guan Feidu'
"Since Lu Pengfei was so stubborn, he deserved to die. Then Ding Hao is not guilty, but meritorious service," said thoughtfully another tall, sturdy old man with a lion nose and a wide mouth. Hearing the two men's words, the others soon also agreed on the view of Peak Master Luo. That was Ding Hao's previous worry. He was just a nominal disciple. No one would believe him even if he stated the facts. Most of them knew that Ding Hao was right but none of them would stand on the opposite side of Jade Master for the sake of Ding Hao. However, now that Peak Master Luo proved that Ding Hao was right, it was a totally different result. In addition to her extremely special identity, her strength was rather powerful. They would rather not offend her for a humble nominal disciple, Ding Hao. Almost all of them soon reached a consensus that Ding Hao was innocent and there was no need to see the evidence. Except
Ding Hao was a rare genius! A peerless genius who had never been recorded since the beginning of the sect. A genius they had neglected before! "You... are you... a bloodline warrior?" the bald-headed man asked in amazement. But Ding Hao had not yet answered, he then angrily ordered, "Find out who hosted Ding Hao's admission test. He was so careless and let our sect nearly miss such a peerless genius. Damn it!" "Hahaha, Excellent! Ding Hao, you're such a good talent. The sect will put much effort to cultivate you!" "I've never heard such a short advancing record in our sect. In my opinion, Ding Hao can be directly listed as a core disciple." "Ha ha ha, Ding Hao, I'm the peak master of the Sky Sword Peak. Are you willing to be my disciple? I assure you all the Spiritual Herbs, elixirs, and weapons will be at your disposal as long as you join my Sky Sword Peak. Besides, except me, you obey no one!"
The entire hall was caught in a bizarre atmosphere because of that unexpected stranger. Except for a few older superiors in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, all others knelt on the ground, even Luo Fengzhu with a special status was no exception. Shen Ku was now scared by such a situation, and both his legs were trembling. Actually, it was only the first time for him to be qualified to come to the interrogation hall, so he wanted to put on a better performance. Unexpectedly, he was self-defeating. In the issues concerning Ding Hao and that stranger, he found that he seemed to have done something wrong. Fortunately, nobody had paid any attention to him. Even the drunken stranger never looked at him. Because that stranger always stared at Ding Hao closely. That kind of gaze was indescribable and strange. His eyesight like silk threads was projecting from his half-closed eyes, and he seemed
Except for Ding Hao, all people in the interrogation hall felt shocked. The speaker was the present head of the Sky Sword Peak, the first of the Six Peaks and Six Bases. He was the disciple of the former head of the Sky Sword Peak, who was killed by Qi Qingshan. His tone was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Qi Qingshan laughed weirdly and said disdainfully, "Tang Folei, you're not convinced, are you? That year, I killed your teacher with one sword movement since your teacher had deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors and taken the low road. Hehe. If you feel that you are strong enough, you can give it a try and fight me to see whether or not my sword is as sharp as it was in that year." The present head of the Sky Sword Peak was named Tang Folei. It's a very strange name. Ding Hao was kneeling on the ground in the crowd without speaking and he felt extremely surprised. The sect's se