Chapter 461: Abnormal Physical Strength

Considering a super school like the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, although Duan De, a disciple in the Martial King Realm, was not the most outstanding genius, the Sect still had high hopes for him and he was selected for the list of the Sage Battlefield. Ning Huxiao had no good feelings for that bearded man, but he didn’t want him killed like that.

If his legs were broken, he could still be cured, recovering with the magic medicine for life extension. For Duan De being a scapegoat, it could be considered to be suffering a loss and learning a lesson. Maybe he would be a little more restrained later, but his penis was cut in public, which was to mercilessly humiliate the whole Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.

Ning Huxiao could not bear it.

“Enough?” Ding Hao looked back at Ximen Qianxue and asked. “Senior Sister Qianxue, do you think that’s enough? Why don’t I feel relieved? ”

As he said, without expecting for Ximen Qianxue’s answer, he suddenly trampled on Duan De again.

Crack!

Crack!

Another two sounds of bones-breaking were heard.

“Oh… Ho ho… Ah… ” Duan De bent over like a prawn out of the water. He couldn’t say a word because of the sharp pain. Since his hands, like his knees, were completely broken by Ding Hao, which directly became minced meat and bone foam …

All the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect shivered.

Things went so fast that they were so shocked that they didn’t have no time to react.

That boy toy from nowhere was too arrogant. In front of so many people, he was deeply unbridled. His cool and bloody means made them involuntarily overlap Ding Hao’s image with Ning Huxiao’s. The latter was also a cruel man being famous for his violence and cruelty.

Such people were all lunatics.

“Forgive me… Help… I… No…… ” Duan De’s mouth looked like a suffocating fish.

Perhaps at that moment, he had finally begun to regret. Boundless fear flooded him like the tide. If he gave him another chance, he vowed that he would never have any lousy taste for the woman called Ximen Qianxue, and would certainly enshrine and worship her as his own mother, even as a grandmother.

Unfortunately, there was medicine for regret in the world.

At that time, Ning Huxiao finally took action.

“Kill!” Amid the cruel and cold hum, he sat on the chair and suddenly pointed at Ding Hao.

A movement of vital energy that would split souls was manifested.

Four or five golden sword Qi slashes burst out of Ning Huxiao’s fingers, piercing the void. They were too fast to be distinguished with the naked eye. In a moment, it had reached Ding Hao’s knees and palms. Where the sword Qi passed, the air was torn into four cracks that could be easily seen. The Qi was so sharp just as the void was torn open, making a crack that could hardly be recovered.

Scar of Heaven!

Ding Hao broke Duan De’s legs and hands, and Ning Huxiao would break Ding Hao’s.

“A taste of his own medicine!”

Ning Huxiao wanted Ding Hao to howl and scream for three days and nights in that ancient city’s military station. Before he died, he would let him watch his own senior martial sister being humiliated to death by the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. Rightness, honor and the rules of martial artists—in Ning Huxiao’s somewhat abnormal perception—were just ridiculous tricks to restrain the weak. Those who offended him should regret that they were born in such a world.

He was confident in his strength.

Through observation, he could be completely sure that Ding Hao’s strength was just at the Realm of One-apertured Great Grandmaster. Under the suppression of the primordial inscription, he was even weaker, but his physical power was slightly stronger. He should have practiced some initial approaches for the gilded image, which was not worth mentioning.

However—

Ding Hao was more arrogant than him.

Without looking at him, Ding Hao gave him a few slaps at will.

Five clear and transparent slap marks collided with the sword Qi, which was like the sound of metal colliding. The four golden sword Qi slashes paused briefly, then they broke silently like fragile glass and flew back.

Both of them were moving too fast, like flashes of light.

Until that moment, the scream of golden sword Qi breaking through the sky and the collision of fists and swords were heard by all the people present. The sharp wind overflowed and swept all the people’s clothes and long hair.

In the next moment, something that no one had expected happened—

Four or five disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect were closest to them, and they also cooperated with Duan De’s laughter the most. Those disciples had no time to react and they were swept by the golden sword Qi streams, which was broken and repelled. Suddenly, they became stiff. All of a sudden, they understood what happened. They felt desperate. Before they screamed…

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was like balloons being pierced.

Those people burst and split in an instant, like fragile ceramic dolls, with blood and bones splashing!

Not only a seckilling!

But also the seckilling with the aid of Ning Huxiao’s sword Qi!

Almost subconsciously, all the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect screamed and retreated.

In the past, those people were all powerful in their own territories according to the outside world. They were the top young and handsome talents in the Sword Province. They were experienced in all kinds of battles, but that day’s situation was too weird; they couldn’t involve themselves in it. The disciples who were instantly killed were equal to them in strength. In the face of real death, those arrogant swordsmen were full of fear.

Ning Huxiao’s face became livid.

His sword Qi was used by Ding Hao to deal with the disciples of his Sect, which was absolutely a burning shame and humiliation.

He slowly stood up from the chair, walked slowly, stepped on the four unlucky men who had escaped from the water dungeon before. With a clicking sound, four people were trampled into meat sauce without even making a scream; Ning Huxiao walked in blood and bones, like a bloodthirsty jade-faced Shura. The malicious and insidious smile on his face was like a bone scraper, making people shiver all over, though not because of the cold.

“Not creative at all.” Ding Hao looked at Ning Huxiao for the first time, and his expression was full of disdain. “I trample on people, you trample on people, too. I trample on your younger martial brother; you trample on cowards whom I disdain and despise. Even if they die and turn into scum, it has nothing to do with me. Are you Ning Huxiao, the senior martial brother of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect? Tut-tut, it’s better to get to know your reputation than to meet you in person. Your IQ is really poor!”

Ning Huxiao’s face was transformed in a moment.

Others stared at Ding Hao and were struck dumb.

It was too terrible. The boy toy was very vicious. A clay man would have jumped up in anger. Even if Ning Huxiao, the senior martial brother, was good-natured, he was angered enough to breathe fire. Besides, he had never been a good-natured person.

“You—are—courting—death!” Ning Huxiao’s nose was fuming.

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Ding Hao didn’t care. “Try it!”

“I will have you die in pain, in great pain. I swear it!” Ning Huxiao approached Ding Hao step by step. With his anger momentum climbing up madly, he was like a demon who had escaped from hell. The visible, golden, and dense air condensed around him, making people feel suffocated. Every step on the ground seemed to make the whole military station tremble.

“You’ve got a lot of crap. You’re boring,” Ding Hao looked back at Qin Keyi and said, “Remember what you just said.”

Then, before Qin Ke could react, he saw that Ding Hao took out the huge Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete from the ring. The two weapons were made of the huge white bone sticks and horns of the heaven knife. They were more than ten meters long, and he could only drag them with his hands. It was a little funny, but it impressed people, as they gave an indescribable sense of visual shock.

“Senior martial sister Ximen, look at how I’ll give vent to your anger!”

After saying that, Ding Hao disappeared from where he was.

A white streamer flashed.

Bang!

“So fast!” Ning Huxiao was shocked. He could only perceive the trace of the streamer. He felt as if a mountain had collided with him face to face, subconsciously protecting his chest with his hands. A powerful and irresistible force was approaching. He was so shocked that he was flung back like a slapped fly, to hit the cornerstone of the hall in the distance. As a result, a human-shaped hollow was made on the wall.

Boom!

Gravel fell.

Ding Hao grinned, but he didn’t pursue him.

“Seven Black Cut—Horizontal Cutting!”

The giant Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete made cuts on the left and right sides at the same time. In an instant, they tore the air and space within 20 meters. The pale streamers fell as if they followed the call of the God of Death. That was a kind of unreasonable fighting method. The huge blade was longer than the human body. His targets were other disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.

“Kill them all!”

That was Ding Hao’s purpose.

Actually, Ding Hao didn’t want to be so cold-blooded.

Even if he was furious, he just wanted to kill the evil leader. He didn’t want to be a violent murderer.

But when he went there, what he saw and heard, no matter what Duan De or Ning Huxiao had said, aroused Ding Hao’s killing intent completely. The naked truth could be known as seeing a leopard through a tube. Such a coldblooded and degenerate sect didn’t take the life and dignity of the warriors of the same sect seriously, and there was no need for it to exist in the world at all.

The angrier Ding Hao was, the calmer he became. When his face was expressionless, it meant that the God of Death had opened its arms. At that moment, he should vent his anger!

So, all should be killed!

Followed by the scream, the disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect were shocked and angry; they all tried to dodge to resist the giant sword that was about to cut them off by the waist.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength was too obvious.

If it were in the outside world, Ding Hao would have been unable to crush so many powerful people in the Martial King Realm at the same time, particularly with the method taken by those sword cultivators in the Sword Province was mysterious. With various skills being passed on for generations, they were able to carry out a leapfrog challenge. Unfortunately, in that ancient city’s military station full of the suppressing power of primitive inscriptions, the martial kings of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect were suppressed by the innate grandmaster. They seemed to turn from children to adults, but Ding Hao’s strength declined only slightly.

What’s more, the thing suppressed was the Qi cultivation, not the physical strength.

Half a month before, after the integration of the Yin and Yang Jade in Stone, Ding Hao’s physical strength had been improved to the highest level in the Martial King Realm. It was possible for him to compete with the physical strength of the strong in the Martial Emperor Realm. He was almost a human tyrannosaurus.

Poof!

The blood spattered.

On the spot, four or five people’s weapons were cut off and their body-protection Qi was chopped; then they were directly cut into two pieces at the waist.

Six or seven people managed to take Ding Hao’s Seven Black—Horizontal Cutting but they were shaken off by the terrible power contained in the huge blade. Blood was spurting out from their mouths and incredible expressions were seen on their faces.

“Damn it!”

With a streamer flashing, Ning Huxiao rushed towards Ding Hao crazily.

He was covered with golden sword light, as if he were an angry golden hedgehog. The fierce sword Qi cut white traces on the ground, which could not be looked at directly, just as the sun was shining. A kind of sword cultivation skill was brewing with strong will.

But—

“Go back!”

Ding Hao rotated, his huge blade pushing out the air. He swatted Ning Huxiao hard without delay.

The huge Heaven Sword was bent a little in an instant, and then flicked gently to kick Ning Huxiao out directly.

Boom!

The senior martial brother of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect once again couldn’t help but fly back and hit the foundation outside the hall. The human-shaped hollow was still the previous one, but at the time it was deeper!

Although Ning Huxiao’s Qi cultivation was suppressed, he was still protected by the Qi cultivation at the intermediary level in the Martial King Realm. Such a collision would not cause any harm to him, but he was swatted continuously, meaning that he had actually lost his face severely. He learned that the boy toy’s “physical strength” was not only a little bit powerful but too f*cking powerful!

Since Ning Huxiao made his debut, he overran the Sword Province and went anywhere as he pleased. He had fought with countless talents with the long sword and he had never seen that anyone could have cultivated his physical force to such a horrible level!

Even many strong people in the Martial Emperor Realm might not have got such terrible physical strength?

Because in the whole Land of Infinity, the Qi cultivation was regarded as the real representative of strength. According to martial arts inheritance from ancient times to the present, all kinds of battle skills inspired by the Qi had the ability to destroy both the heaven and the earth. No matter how powerful a person’s physical strength was, he was still in an inferior position if he could not make use of battle skills, vitality and rules of the heaven and earth.

So many strong people spent 70-80% of their energy on Qi cultivation.

As for the physical body? It’s good enough for one more person to move, as long as he’s able to select an approach to the gilded image, and keep up with the steps of Qi cultivation to accommodate his own Qi.

But in the environment that day, the physical force completely crushed him.

“Ah…!” a scream was heard.

Another disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect was mercilessly killed by Ding Hao.

Fear, like a plague, was irresistibly.

When the invincible swordsmen who killed innumerable people in the past found that their strength was too weak to resist the attack of that huge weapon. All their pride and arrogance were gone, and they became panic stricken as the objects they had killed.

“The Formation of the Heaven Splitting Sword… Let’s set a Formation of the Heaven Splitting Sword to kill him!”

There was a shout of madness.

Until then, the remaining disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect ended react.

The clang of the swords out of the sheaths was heard one after another.

More than 30 disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect constantly changed their positions like streamers. A cold sword intent, one that represented people killing the mortals and was slowly emerging from all around. They seemed to tear the sky. With the sword intent rising to the sky, those people surrounded Ding Hao!