But at this time Ding Hao laughed, attracting everyone's attention.

No one is a fool, and anyone can hear the ridicule and ridicule.

"Who are you? How dare you speak for this witch? I am inverting my back? Humph, isn't what the leader Yue and I said?" The thin and tall man from Nanhuang pointed at Ding Hao with a sharp expression and angrily shouted: "You must be the accomplice of this witch!"

"What a big hat!" Ding Hao's smile gradually faded away and he said coldly: "I am just an unknown person. I just can't stand you, the so-called seniors and masters, and they talk nonsense to frame a weak little girl!"

"presumptuous!"

"Bold, what are you, you actually talk to the witch here?"

"What is the right thing for a poor person with weak strength to speak on such occasions? Humph, who brought you into the [Final Temple]? Where are your elders?"

Ding Hao's strength seems to be just the realm of King of Martial Arts, but theoretically speaking, relying on his own strength is not enough to appear here. The only explanation is that a master with outstanding strength brought him here.

"When will it take strength to tell the truth?" Ding Hao sneered: "According to your logic, can you turn black and white into a slightest level of strength?"

"You...humph, I won't argue with you. Boy, if you don't want to die, get out of here." The thin and powerful man in Nanhuang said silence, and a vicious look flashed deep in his eyes, obviously he had already had the intention of killing.

"Little baby, you are confused by the appearance of this witch. I won't blame you this time, please step back." A strong martial saint who had been silent all the time flashed in his eyes and said, "[Shen Shen Seal] is related to the luck of the human race, and it is not something you can know. No matter what you say today, you can't let this evil witch take away the magic weapon."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves.

An extremely powerful force suddenly surged out and rushed towards Ding Hao.

When others saw this, they all showed gloating expressions.

Since there is a strong man in the Martial Saint realm who speaks, it is equivalent to placing this matter with certainty and everything is destined.

But in the next moment, all the expressions on their faces were frozen.

Instead of retreating, Ding Hao stood firmly. The rusty sword in his hand gently stroked, and an invisible force surged out, like a mainstay, which actually divided the power of this powerful martial saint from the middle into two.

His figure didn't even shake.

Only the [Cold-faced Gentleman] Yue Tianxing's mouth twitched. He had seen Ding Hao fight against four and entangle the four demon saints with one eye. He knew that this seemingly weak young man actually had extremely terrifying power and should not be underestimated.

"Huh?" A strange look flashed across the middle-aged martial saint's face, and he immediately returned to calm down. He was condescending and taught a lesson in an elder's tone: "I underestimate you, young man, if you have such strength, you should contribute to the human race's luck. Why are you obsessed with and protecting this witch who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors?"

"Human fortune? Hahaha, it's ridiculous," Ding Hao said disdainfully: "You are a warrior in the saint realm. What is the real luck? If you hypocrites who are greedy and righteous on the surface are really influenced by the human race's luck, then the human race will really be extinct!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their color.

He actually scolded the existence of a martial saint in person in his face without understanding luck. How brave does it take?

It's like a madman's behavior!

Those who are qualified to say that this is the case with the existence of the Saint Realm, on the entire Endless Continent and among the human race, are afraid that only those five existents can do it.

This young man is really crazy.

However, the stunning girl Yu Miejue who had been sneering and watching the scene in front of her was finally revealed in her beautiful eyes. She looked at Ding Hao in surprise. The trace of vigilance and alertness slowly disappeared in the depths of her eyes. Looking at Ding Hao's eyes, there was finally a softer look.

"presumptuous!"

The middle-aged martial saint finally found it difficult to keep calm and said angrily: "You were bewitched by that witch. The poisoning was too deep and hopeless. I will discipline you for your elders today!"

As he said that, he flicked his hand.

A huge green palm print appeared above Ding Hao's head like a god's palm, pressing down unstoppablely, and actually wanted to directly suppress Ding Hao.

The stunning girl in the distance raised her hand and forced the [Shen Shen Seal] to stop...

But at this moment—

The rusty sword in Ding Hao's hand suddenly burst out with terrifying power.

The rust on it flew away from the sword body, and the sword body was crystal clear and bright, and a force that was so powerful that it was suffocatingly appeared slowly. In the whole space, a cold air suddenly became loud. Even the strong man in the Martial Emperor realm felt the dryness and coldness that hurt his skin.

This is……

It is no less than the power of a saint.

Before the long sword could shake, the power fluctuations burst out from it shattered the huge green god palm print that was pressed down.

Everyone suddenly changed their color, as if they were struck by lightning.

What power is this?

That sword...

Yue Tianxing and the thin and thin man from the southern wilderness, who were originally sneering, suddenly the smile on their faces frozen.

Especially [Cold-faced Gentleman] Yue Tianxing's heart was overturned and shocked indescribable. He had already figured out Ding Hao's bottom and looked at Ding Hao very highly. But who knew that in the terrifying battle between the four demon saints just now, this young man had not used his real killer weapon!

"He is... [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] Ding Hao?"

"Ding Hao? That genius from the Northern Region, who was a scattered sword that caused chaos in the entire Middle Land and China some time ago?"

"It's really him, that rust sword contains terrible power!"

"[One sword is frozen for eight hundred miles, who is the enemy of the blue-shirted rusty sword]? It turns out to be him... This is a guy with a low cultivation level, but his true combat power is definitely comparable to that of the saint realm!"

Someone recognized Ding Hao's identity.

The crowd suddenly became in an uproar.

All my attention was focused on the artifact before, and I was attracted by the treasures like the [Shen Shen Seal], and my eyes were all on the stunning girl Yu Miejue. When I reacted at this moment, I realized that the young man who had been standing in the corner and looked embarrassed was also a Bodhisattva who could not afford to offend!

Sword crazy!

The weight of these four words is really not light!

Some people also remembered that the person who killed the jackal demon Shengtiansha outside the final temple was the young man in front of him, but that was his incarnation of [Bi Fang] and showed his power in the form of a divine beast. At that time, the gate of the temple began to open again, and many people were thinking about the temple artifact, so they didn't care too much.

Now, this young man has stood up and killed the demon saint, and he is really enough to stand with the absolute strong man in the saint realm.

That time [Sword Madman Sword Madman] used the sword technique, and a broken knife was unparalleled.

And this time, the power of the sword technique he showed was not weaker than the power of the previous broken sword.

It's true that it's both swords and swords!

There are no vain men under the reputation.

He only looks like a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, but he is more like a humble scholar. How did he practice? His methods are so great. The rust sword and broken sword in his hand are probably taboo tools that are not inferior to magical tools?

Some of the powerful men who were making noises before, shouting loudly at Ding Hao, looked awkward and quickly stopped.

It is best not to mess with such a young killer god. Even if you are not inferior to him now, he is still young. How will such a young genius at the level of a genius grow to in the future?

Maybe hundreds or thousands of years later, one of the supremes of this world is him.

Potential is the most terrifying thing about the young man in front of you.

No one wants to mess with a lurking dragon.

What's more, the rumor is that this young man is likely to be the descendant of the largest holy land of the human race in the Northern Region [Xuanshuang Temple]. This identity is even more amazing. Even if all the powerful people in the saint realm present add up, it is not enough to see in front of the [Xuanshuang Temple].

Someone complained in his heart, Damn, this kid is so cruel and has such a big background, and he has been holding his hands on the side before and is really too dark.

The middle-aged martial saint who had said harsh words before was familiar with each other and finally did not take action again.

"How is it? Do you still want to teach me a lesson for my elders? There is also the ignorant thin man in Nanhuang. I think you want to kill me. Come on, let's practice..." Ding Hao sneered and challenged the thin and thin man in Nanhuang.

The latter's face looked like a bamboo pole, and he looked down awkwardly and did not dare to look at Ding Hao.

Ding Hao slowly controlled the prison ice mysterious energy to retract.

The dazzling silver light on the rust sword gradually disappeared, and the flying rust gradually returned to the sword body. The long sword turned into a rusty shape again, and no one could see that it burst out with power that made the saint afraid of before a few breaths.

Although this time, urging the Rust Sword was not completely activated, it also consumed one-third of Ding Hao's Lower Dantian Prison Bing Xuan Qi, which was really a risky move.

Now he only has one chance to activate the rust sword.

As for the magic sword... I am afraid that Ding Hao will never be able to activate it again within half a month, because the flame mysterious energy in the Dantian in his chest is consumed too much and he can no longer fully activate the magic sword.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord!"

The old Taoist with a long hair and a young face who had never spoken, sang a promise, breaking the awkward and quiet atmosphere, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the donor Ding Hao, the genius of the Northern Region, who has long heard of the peerless charm of Ding Hao, who was so young. I am a star-watching star, these donors here are..."

The old Taoist is a strong man in the saint realm. He doesn't know what he is going on. He has a kind face and patiently introduced the people around him.

The middle-aged martial saint came from [Luoshenshan] and was named Luo Guantian.
Chapter completed!