Supreme Emperor of Swords

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 Lu Pengfei himself…?

Ding Hao shook his head and denied that possibility.

“Senior Brother Ding, are you okay?” Fang Tianyi went over and asked, “Did the guy escape?”

“Well, he was almost killed and ran away.” Ding Hao nodded.

The Invincible Being was a piercing movement out of the twelve magic skills in the Secrets of the Battle Character. The sword could pierce one hundred meters deep instantly. Because the striking time was a little bit late, the mysterious silver light saved the masked man.

In that fight, Ding Hao used two killing movements of Half-step Sword Intent and Invincible Being, but the man was not killed. It was a small pity. In real combat, the use of sword intent and the Secrets of the Battle Character, there was still some room for Ding Hao to improve.

However, that man’s wrist was cut off, and then his chest was pierced with one sword, he must have been seriously injured. Without resting for a year or half a year, it would be impossible for him to recover.

Especially for the frosty Qi and the sword intent that went into his body, plus the damage and the internal injury resulting from them, even for a superior at the primordial level, it would not kill him but it would take a lot of physical energy.

Ding Hao was not worried about that man.

A superior with such strength was absolutely not an unknown person. When he went back to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, he could ask about him secretly. Was any superior’s hand cut off? Perhaps he could get some clues, and then he could slowly track him down.

“It must be Lu Pengfei playing underhanded tricks,” Fang Tianyi said, gnashing his teeth.

Ding Hao nodded. “There is such a possibility.”

There was no doubt that Lu Pengfei was one of the people who did not hope Ding Hao to return to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. He might not give orders to a superior like the man with the bronze grimace mask, but he could kill Ding Hao with a borrowed knife. If the news that he would return to the Sect was released, those who had been eager to kill him would take action.

That was a good plan.

The plan fitted in exactly with Ding Hao’s wishes.

He had not planned for a surprise attack; he deliberately asked Zhang Wenzhao and others to pass the message that he would go back to the Sect and face Lu Pengfei fair and square. It was not because he was arrogant and intended to show off, but because he wanted to alert his enemies, so that the enemies in the dark could show up one after the other.

Taking that opportunity, Ding Hao could kill them all.

Unexpectedly, the man with the bronze grimace mask appeared.

Looking up at the distant Swordsmanship-seeking Sect in the vicious mountains, Ding Hao estimated that they were still a day away from reaching the Sect. He thought slowly and showed a sneering expression. Anyone who wanted to kill him could show up. The more, the better. Taking that opportunity, he would kill them all.

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Six Peaks and Six Bases.

That place was the main, innermost core of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

The Six Peaks and Six Bases were at the third-stage area of the Sect, composing of six peaks standing near the clouds all year round, and they were the real power of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. Many ordinary disciples might have no chance to look at far off Six Peaks and Six Bases in their lifetimes.

The Sky Sword Peak from the Six Peaks was hidden in a stone chamber.

“Damn! Damn! Damn!”

The blood pool was boiling like magma. In the pool a crazy man was struggling like a furious beast. His voice was full of anger and unwillingness. Because of the blood pool, the whole stone chamber was penetrated with scarlet blood light, but without any blood aura.

“Unexpectedly, he has mastered the sword intent… ah-ah-ah…. Why… and the last movement… even the light of the nine-rank magic weapon of the Sky-stealing Ring in a Winding Path to a Secluded Spot was almost broken… Ding Hao, why has your strength become so powerful?”

The figure slowly emerged from the blood.

The dripping blood flowed down, dyeing his whole person red; his hair and face were covered with plasma. His true face could not be seen clearly. With white teeth, he was like a bloodthirsty beast against the fresh blood.

He exposed his wrist injury. More than half of his body’s left side was broken like torn rags. His flesh and blood were growing slowly, revealing the pale bony stubble.

He was the person with the bronze grimace mask who had just escaped from death.

Most of his body had almost been smashed by Ding Hao’s movement of Invincible Being, like a broken clay doll, but his powerful vitality helped him to survive. The blood pool obviously had a very strange effect. Relying on the blood power, he was mending his body little by little.

“It is difficult to accommodate two tigers in one mountain. Ding Hao, I swear that one day, I will kill you, ah-ah-ah-ah!”

The angry roar echoed in the stone chamber.

The figure slowly sunk into the blood pool. Finally, the whole person was completely swallowed up by the blood. The blood boiling sound echoed in the stone chamber, which was extremely horrifying.

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Ding Hao was back.

When an odd-job teenager at the Sword-cleansing Pond saw Ding Hao’s back, within half an hour, a shocking news that seemed to have wings spread all over the third-stage area of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

In the beginning, some people didn’t believe it.

Because the topic of Ding Hao’s return had been mentioned several times in the past six months, and each time it would be proved to be a joke in the end.

However, more and more nominal disciples had seen that the handsome young boy—who was as gentle as jade, with a figure as graceful as jade— had shown up in the mountain gate to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. They also saw that he was taking a little jade-carving-like lovely girl and Fang Tianyi the Wind-chasing Swordsman to the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts.

So people became crazy.

The nominal disciples of the Eastern, Western, Southern, Northern and Central Academies were originally calm; at the moment, they were as if a handful of salt had been poured to a slightly hot oil pot, boiling uncontrollably.

The news spread, and more and more people rushed to the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts.

Ding Hao was back.

The past genius and the former first place in the competition among the five academies reappeared in the place that he used to oversee. The king had been replaced by someone who had once followed him; Ding Hao’s past errand person was currently the new leader of the five academies.

Lu Pengfei, the Heaven-shaking Sword, had replaced everything that belonged to Ding Hao in the past.