Chapter 405

The blue robed old man's eyes showed vigilant eyes, and his look gradually became dignified. The breath released by Ding Hao at this time was completely beyond his due Taiyin. Once he changed his cultivation, this momentum could already threaten himself.

"Is this what the city master said he did to Ye Feiyu?" The blue robed old man's eyes coagulated and said in his heart.

Ding Hao's face is angry. His eyes are full of killing intention when he looks at the old man in blue robe. In order to break the battle, he spends 150 points to exchange for the primary battle flag. At the moment, Ding Hao's heart is bleeding.

Ding Hao is holding the torch sword in his hand. The sword in Dantian is shining. He breaks through Dantian and soars to the sky. A fierce sword sweeps across the sky.

At the moment, Ding Hao is like a sharp sword. He can't bear it, but he exudes a frightening smell. The real fire of his life also gushes out from his body. The fire gathering symbol of the holy fire sword emits a bright light, and the purple flame flows into the holy fire sword.

The holy fire sword of the lower level absorbs endless fire attribute aura. With the blessing of the real fire of this life, its momentum has risen to the peak of the second turn of Taiyin.

The blue robed old man's face changed greatly, and he was unprepared for Ding Hao's change. Although he had expected Ding Hao's extraordinary means, he didn't expect that he would be so powerful. As an old Taiyin, he would one day be afraid in front of a young disciple.

The blue robed old man's eyes flashed a fierce color, and his face showed a decisive color. Since he came here today, he had already made preparations. Since the array was broken, he had to fight back.

The blue robed middle-aged man offered a four side flag, which was surrounded by his body, emitting four colors of light and absorbing the aura from all directions. The breath of the flag was mysterious and ancient, and the roar of ancient beasts could be heard.

As the aura quickly gathered around the flag, each flag was shining brightly. There were four huge and ferocious beasts on the top of the flag. This powerful and mysterious atmosphere made people afraid. The eyes of the four beasts showed fierce eyes, and seemed to rush out at any time to devour Ding Hao.

"Let's show you my square spirit gathering array. Baize, Bifang, Chenchen and Jiaoduan are extremely fierce. I'll see if your attack can break the array." The blue robed old man's eyes coagulated and said in a cold voice.

"The spirit gathering array? I see your array is full of fire. " Ding Hao's eyes transmitted cold eyes and said with a low drink.

Ding Hao's body moved, his feet suddenly pushed on the ground, and controlled the holy fire sword to rush towards the old man in blue robe behind the sword. The speed of the holy fire sword was as fast as lightning. The air burst into the air, and the fire tornado rolled up. The momentum was like a rainbow. Like a fire dragon, he opened his mouth and bit at the old man in blue robe.

The four sides around the old man's body make the four spirits above the flag feel strange in front of him. They all show ferocious expressions and roar angrily at the fire dragon. As a spirit beast, how can he not be angry when he is threatened by such momentum.

"Break it for me!" Ding Hao's Mou son sends out a to put on bright light, low drink a, say.

The flame sword trembles all over the body and gives out the sound of sword chanting. The powerful sword will soar to the sky. The body of the sword is covered with a hot flame and turns into a fire dragon to bite the spirit beasts.

When the holy fire sword touches the Qi Gang of the spirit gathering array, they make a violent collision.

The blue robed old man's face was dignified. When he saw the second collision of the holy fire sword, he directly broke the array Qi Gang, his face suddenly changed, and his face gradually became iron green.

Bang Dang!

Ding Hao's eyes coagulated, moving the heaven and earth resolution, mobilizing the real Qi in his body to control the holy fire sword to hit the Qi Gang of the square spirit gathering array again. At this moment, all the four spirit beasts disappeared in the air, and the holy fire sword rushed through the Qi Gang crack to the old man in blue robe.

The blue robed old man's eyes shrink slightly, and the shadow of the holy fire sword in his eyes becomes bigger and bigger. A sense of death crisis arises spontaneously, and a bitter smile appears on his lips. This may be his destiny.

As the outside deacon of Sanyang sect, his mission is to complete the mission regardless of all costs. Although he is about to die, the follow-up things are not his own business. Someone will complete the next things. His mission has been achieved, and his family will get due care.

Ding Hao frowned slightly and looked at the old man in blue robe. He found that he didn't do any resistance. Even in the face of death, he still had no fear. Instead, he was smiling, which puzzled Ding Hao.

Poof!

Without hesitation, the holy fire sword pierces the body of the old man in blue robe, and then returns to Ding Hao. The body of the sword shakes slightly, full of excitement, and seems to be asking Ding Hao for credit.

The blue robed old man looked up at the sky with soft eyes. The expression on his face gradually eased and he felt relieved. Then his eyes closed tightly and his body fell back.

Ding Hao's face became more and more dignified. He went to the old man in blue robe, took off the storage ring on his hand, wiped away his residual consciousness, and then swept the space of the storage ring.

There is nothing worth Ding Hao's attention except some gold and spirit stones. Just as Ding Hao was about to withdraw his consciousness from the storage ring, his consciousness suddenly stayed in a corner of the storage ring where the sundries were piled up, where a diamond shaped red token was placed.

Ding Hao's idea moved. The red token appeared in his hand. After he reached for the token, he looked at it with his eyes. Three prominent characters appeared on the front of the token, "sanyangzong", and behind it were the signs of three suns.

"Is he from sanyangzong? When are there so many people from Sanyang sect near Yujin city? It seems that their ambition is not small Ding Hao's eyes coagulated and murmured.

Whoosh!

At this time, not far away from Ding Hao, there was a burst of air. Ding Hao was trembling. He had just expended a huge amount of Qi to show his anger. At this time, the Qi in his body was already empty. Although he felt that a flying sword was attacking him, he could not mobilize Qi to control his body to escape.

With his fighting experience, Ding Hao could only move his body as far as possible to avoid being stabbed. The flying sword crossed Ding Hao's arm, leaving a deep wound, and then flew back.

Ding Hao raised his head and looked at the figure not far away. His eyes changed gradually, his face became gloomy, and his throat gave out a cold voice. He said, "it's you. I should have thought that you were uneasy and kind. There are so many refugees outside the city. You have done nothing, Lord Liang, Should I call you deacon liang of Qingmu sect or deacon liang of Sanyang sect? "

Liang Zijian put on a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "Ding Hao, your strength is really beyond my imagination. I'm afraid I can't take you alone without the help of Lin Mu, but now you are my turtle in the urn."