All Chapters of Supreme Emperor of Swords: Chapter 611 - Chapter 620

They were the heads of the Wuji Sect, the Iron Sword Sect, and others who had participated in the siege of the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain. Following Ding Hao's order, they paid a visit to beg for forgiveness."How dare you come!" A disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect dressed in mourning clothes couldn't suppress his anger any longer. He rushed over and kicked down the head of the Wuji Sect.That was the man who had killed his senior brother, his blood brother, in the battle.Another disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect shouted angrily, "Murderer! Your hands are stained with the blood of our fellow disciples!"Along the way, many disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect reacted as they watched those people arriving. Anger welled up in them, and so did the urge to turn the men into meat paste but they held back. Those people had walked in with bare hands asking for punishment. They had to see them walk on their kn

Right at this moment..."Look, what's that?" someone shouted in surprise, pointing at the Frozen Peak in the distance.On top of the Frozen Peak, a figure had quietly appeared on a platform in the south.The man wore all white, and even his hair and eyebrows were as white as snow. He had a handsome face and cold eyes. The man stood quietly like a pile of frozen snow. However, without him making any obvious moves, layers of snow-colored airflow swirled around his body, and the water rippled. In the end, he wrapped himself inside the entire ice mountain. His figure was looming like an unworldly immortal.Many experts were shocked.Because this white-haired figure was standing there, but they couldn't feel his aura at all."It's Mu Tianyang!""The Prodigy has come!"Many Snow Province warriors watching in the distance became excited.One of the two contenders who had agr

The Saint Son of Falling Star exclaimed and staggered back in the air."Saint Son of Falling Star, do you think yourself qualified to use a sword? Are you a match for Senior Brother Ding?"A thunderous voice rumbled from the distance.Then there came the unusual trembling of the earth. As the sound was getting closer and closer, the ground shook violently as if it were an earthquake. It was extremely horrifying.Everyone turned their heads to see what had caused this.The ice peaks in the distance exploded with a bang. Massive ice cubes splashed and rolled down. A vague figure flashed in the ice dust, jumping like a star, swift as burning fire. Each leap took him a kilometer or two away. Every time he fell, the ice peaks under his feet were smashed to pieces, like meteors crashing on the ground.But the man jumped up thousands of meters with the help of the rebound force.Wherever he passed, t

With just a slight pause, he appeared in front of the tip of the demonic blade. With a clang, the rusted sword and the magic saber collided with the big sword tip at the same time.This strike seemed to carry a rare magic power. Golden and silver patterns started to spread out wildly along the giant pitch-black demonic blade.In the blink of an eye, the entire blade was covered in gold and silver. Ding Hao slowly withdrew his sword and saber, then he blew a breath at the black demonic blade. This sword, which seemed powerful enough to destroy the world, suddenly became as fragile as a sick patient. It broke into tens of millions of fragments, dissipating like black butterflies.The black mist all over the sky was dissipated in an instant."Puff!"In the distance, Mu Tianyang spat out a mouthful of blood. He took a step back, and the snow sword in his hand was instantly broken into tens of millions of pieces.

With the long saber in his hand, Zhang Fan's aura instantly became as heavy as a mountain.He took a gentle step forward and stood in front of Li Lan and Ximen Qianxue.Like tides, the bursting Saber Qi wrapped all the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect who had shown up to watch the battle.Zhang Fan's Qi cultivation was low, but he looked even more intimidating with the saber in hand. The old man looked grave. The silver sword Qi flashed between his fingers, but he didn't lead the attack."Are all of you members from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect?"Ding Hao looked at the 15 masters who surrounded him. Each of them occupied an odd position.They had all reached the Martial Emperor Realm. Ding Hao was confident that he could kill them all If they fought one-on-one. However, they had somehow formed a mysterious formation which blocked the spiritual Qi flow between heaven and earth. They ha