Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 209 He Even Didn’t Say Thank You

Chapter 209 He Even Didn’t Say Thank You

But at this moment—

Ding!

A cluster of sparks, a soft sound.

Ding Hao appeared beside Lyu Kuang suddenly and ghostly, with his rusted sword in his hand shaking off the rogue cultivator’s saber.

He stood in front of Lyu Kuang with his eyes sweeping across all rogue cultivators’ faces, as if two sharp swords were stabbing into their hearts, forcing those rogue cultivators not to dare look at him. Only then did he turn around and look at Lyu Kuang and said, “Give me a reason.”

Lyu Kuang raised his heavy eyebrows and looked at Ding Hao quietly. After a long time, he laughed loudly, “I didn’t guess wrong. Expectedly the first and the only person to come up is you, Ding Hao. Hum, should I say that you are stupid or brave?”

Ding Hao stared at him without speaking.

Lyu Kuang moved his fingers slightly, and finally showed a painful expression on his face. He gnashed his teeth and said, “The reason is very simple. They coveted what I had with my friends, attacked me and killed my friends, so I killed them. All those scums deserve to be killed.”

Ding Hao nodded.

Just as he guessed, it was those rogue cultivators who harbored malicious intentions and secretly carried out a sneak-attack at the disciple of the sect in order to grab high-quality secrets and treasures. Unfortunately, Sun Fei, He Jun, and others targeted on the Crazy Kuang Lyu Kuang. After a hard fight, they went for wool but came home shorn.

It also verified from the other perspective that the strength gap among the people transmitted here was not big. Those weak rogue cultivators were dependent on some other strong ones to come to the ruins of Western Rock Mountain Range.

The mix of personnel, good and bad, would inevitably lead to covert disputes.

Lyu Kuang chose to return here under the condition of being seriously injured. Apparently, at the bottom of his heart, he still wanted to use the power of the sect. Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and stubborn, so it was already the extreme for him to be able to return, but it was absolutely impossible for him to ask other disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect for help.

This man was really arrogant to the extreme.

“Bah! What you say is what it say? Now the situation is, you are alive, Sun Fei and He Jun died. It must be you who thought of seizing treasures on seeing them. You attacked them secretly and killed them!”

“Yes. Making irresponsible remarks, and do you think you can get away with your crimes?”

“You must die today so that you can give an account to the warriors of the same tribe whom you killed!”

Rogue cultivators got together and talked noisely, pulling out their weapons and surrounding Lyu Kuang. Their swords were twinkling with cold light. They were very aggressive with one voice with the intention of substantiating Lyu Kuang’s crime so that they could kill him together. Even Ding Hao had become the object of their joint attack!

Ding Hao, with a cold face, waved his rusted sword.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A series of metal impacts came.

Rogue cultivators only felt the Icing Qi coming on faces, and then their swords became lighter. When they took a close look at their swords and sabers in hands, those weapons were cut into two as Ding Hao waved his sword delicately. The first parts of the weapons all fell on the ground.

A long silver ice crystal dragon emerged and was roaring on the sword track.

Rogue cultivators’ hair and eyebrows were immediately infected with silver frost, and the terrible Icing Qi made their body stiff, and even the Qi had become sluggish.

The powerful oppression made their momentum suffocate so that they involuntarily retreated, showing the horror looks.

At the same time, as seeing that Ding Hao had demonstrated his fighting skills, Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao stood up immediately and firmly behind Ding Hao.

They might not quite agree with Lyu Kuang’s practice and had a bad opinion of him. However, since Ding Hao had made a choice to safeguard the sectmate, they supported Ding Hao without hesitation.

Lin Xin and the handsome young man who was strong as Guardian Buddha of Northern Academy of yellow shirts also stood up.

The competition among five academies was an internal contradiction, but in the face of foreign enemies, they must stand together. This was one of the fundamental principles that Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had been able to establish himself in Snow Province for thousands of years.

“You... you...” The rogue cultivator who raised the saber first looked pale and said, “Are you still unreasonable?”

“Hey hey, the big sect is the big sect. It is really bullying. As it kills people, doesn’t it have to pay for it?” A person sneered.

“Hey hey, everyone sees it clear that this is the real face of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and it is too aggressive!” Some people said in an eccentric voice.

Ding Hao’s face remained the same and he said with smiling, “In the future, about this matter, Swordsmanship-seeking Sect will naturally give everyone an explanation. There must be a public opinion on who is right and who is wrong. If Lyu Kuang really killed the disciple of the same tribe for no reason, we will never shield him, but...”

Speaking of which, Ding Hao’s eyes suddenly became sharp, “If someone wants to make up excuses casually because of his greed to kill the innocent disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect deliberately, first he must think it over whether his head is harder than my sword!”

Before his voice had died away.

Yu Jueyao, Murong Yanzhi and others drew out their swords at the same time.

The atmosphere became tense again.

“Well, to this matter, Swordsmanship-seeking Sect must give us an account. Even rogue cultivators are humble, they should not be killed so easily.”

Rogue cultivators did not dare to confront with Swordsmanship-seeking Sect seriously.

The strength and powerful position demonstrated by Ding Hao’s sword just now in particular made them have a lingering fear. If they did fight with Ding Hao, they would have to be killed today. Moreover, people with ulterior motives were few. Most of them were not fools. They were shrewd and knew what was going on in their hearts. They said a few situational words and dispersed.

Shaking his head, Ding Hao took out a bottle of healing medicine from his arms and handed it to Lyu Kuang.

But sneering at the bottle, Lyu Kuang stood up with his teeth clenched, with blood all over and forehead sweating cold. He put packed up the parcel on the table again, carried it in hand, and he went up slowly step by step to the upstairs. Finding an empty room, he pushed the door and went in and never showed up...

The place where he passed left a trail of blood footprints.

“Hum, people like this deserve to die. He did not even say thank you.” Yu Jueyao wrinkled her tiny nose. Lyu Kuang’s attitude towards Ding Hao made her very unhappy.

Murong Yanzhi also snorted coldly.

Lin Xin said nothing and returned to his room with the disciple of Northern Academy of yellow shirts, who was as strong as Guardian Buddha but as shy as a little girl.

Ding Hao looked as usual with no angry expression. He packed up the medicines bottles, saying thank you to the two girls. Then he took out some dry food and water from the storage space, and sat down to eat at the square table in the hall with them. With the time calculation, one day and night had passed since they were transmitted to the magic matrix of an inscription of evil spirits.

During this process, Lu Pengfei had never shown up, and nobody knew what he was doing.

Very soon, another half day had passed.

It was Ding Hao’s turn to patrol around the inn with Murong Yanzhi and Yu Jueyao.