Supreme Emperor of Swords

br>Blood spurted out from a gash on his neck like a fountain.

The next moment, he suddenly realized something.

Uncontrollable fear and panic drowned him like a tide.

It was his body.

The familiar figure was himself.

But he could actually see his own body because…

“I… have been beheaded?”

The Source of the Tao’s mind went blank.

“An inferior low-grade Demon Emperor dares to come to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to make trouble.
How presumptuous you are!” Ding Hao held the bloodstained Devil Saber in his right hand, clutching the snowy-white hair in his left, and grasping the head of the Source of the Tao.
He stood erect on the spot like a Devil.

The experts of the two Clans around him stared dumbly at this scene.

In their opinion, everything was simply too incredible.

Ding Hao had summoned the Devil Saber.
In a flash, he had appeared beside him, and slashed out a backhand strike.
The head of the Demon Emperor, the Source of the Tao, had been severed so easily.
The next moment, the Demon Emperor seemed to react and tried to retreat quickly.
But unfortunately, he was by now no more than a headless body…

In the eyes of the spectators, the whole process was not very fast.
Yet why did the Source of the Tao fail to dodge it, despite his powerful strength?

The experts of the Demon Clan were all stunned, rooted to the spot.

Did this young man in teal know sorcery?

On the chair made up of 19 beautiful naked women, there was also surprise on Lan’s face.

It was the first time that he had seen such a fight.
The broken saber in Ding Hao’s hand gave him a very odd feeling.
If he had not guessed wrong, the key to that strike was not the strength of the teal-robed youth, but his broken saber.

On the other side, Wang Juefeng smacked his lips and wanted to say something.
But in the end, he said nothing.

This was a real Demon Emperor.
He could have been a tyrant in the whole Snow Province.
For nearly ten thousand years, there had never been an Emperor-level existence in the Human Clan of Snow Province.
Yet Ding Hao killed this Demon Emperor like he was slaughtering a chick.
Was an Emperor-level existence now only a puny presence that anyone could easily lick?

There was a momentary surprise on Zhang Fan’s face.
Then he gave a matter-of-fact expression.

In the eyes of this fanatic admirer of Ding Hao, it was perhaps natural for Ding Hao to do something so shocking.

As for the other disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, they were already cheering wildly.

He vented their anger!

Cool!

So, what if he was a Demon Emperor? If he provoked the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and Ding Hao’s Great Martial Uncle, he would be courting death!

“Hey, this uncle seems to be your father.” Ren Woxing poked Ding Tianshuang’s blank face with his finger.

“He’s your uncle, d*mn it.” Ding Tianshuang glared at him.

“Hey? Talk nicely.
I’m serious.
How could you swear at me?” The fat boy Ren Woxing said with a grievance.

Ding Tianshuang retorted seriously, “Who’s swearing at you? If he’s really my father, he must be a same-generation disciple as your father.
My father was the greatest genius of his generation.
In terms of seniority, shouldn’t you call him Uncle?”

The fat boy was immediately speechless.

After a pause, Ren Woxing said with great admiration, “By the way, your father is indeed very powerful.
Even Uncle Zhang Fan seems inferior to him.”

“Of course.
Whose father do you think he is?” Ding Tianshuang’s exquisite face brimmed with pride.
In the end, she said in a reserved voice, “But I have to test him again.
If he can’t defeat that gigolo face of the Demon Clan called Lan, I will reconsider my decision to call him father.”

The eyes of the fat boy, Ren Woxing, were already shining with excitement.
“Ha-ha, I have finally met a real master.
Everyone in the sect except your father is so weak.
Ha-ha, I must make him my Master later.”

“If my father takes in a disciple, I will be the first.
You can be second after me.” Ding Tianshuang declared proudly.

Ding Hao grabbed the Source of the Tao’s head and wiped away the bloodstains on his blade with that Demon’s silver hair.

The Devil Saber buzzed; its flaming power slightly activated.
Like a hungry and thirsty beast, it released a strange force and immediately absorbed all the energy essence in the head of the Demon Emperor.
At the same time, a blood-colored flame shot out and enveloped the headless body of the Source of the Tao in the distance.
The Demon Emperor’s power in his body had been absorbed in an instant.

The Source of the Tao had been completely destroyed.

This master from the Heavenly Demon Temple ended his long martial life in a way even he himself did not expect.

Sensing pure recompensing power emanates from the hilt of the Devil Saber, Ding Hao fixed his eyes on Lan in the distance.

After the initial shock, there was the same signature smile on Lan’s face.
He said condescendingly, “Are you Ding Hao, the legendary martial artist of Snow Province they called the Saber and Sword Addict? I have heard of your name…”

Ding Hao totally ignored this young master of the Heavenly Demon Temple who was so conceited.

His eyes only lingered on Lan for a moment, and then swept over the thousands of experts of the Demon Clan.
Instantly, he had a better understanding of their strength.
The murderous intent in his eyes intensified.

“I haven’t been back to Snow Province for three years.
Now even cats and dogs dare to attack the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.” Ding Hao grasped the long saber in his hand, approaching the Demon Clan camp with his saber.
“Today, I will decimate you Demons and announce my return with your blood and bones.”

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