บททั้งหมดของ Supreme Emperor of Swords: บทที่ 991 - บทที่ 1000

The forbidden power of the Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword was completely released at this moment.The ice and flame Qi in Ding Hao's Twelve Meridians and Six Strange Veins were instantly sucked up by these two mystical forbidden weapons. This was a complete activation. At this moment, the Rusted Sword became transparent, and the Devil Saber turned into flowing blood...Boom!The Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword, like lightning, slashed Nalan Xingde's left wrist at the same time.Although Nalan Xingde had experienced hundreds of battles, he had been living a comfortable life as the leader of his family who had not risked his life. Therefore, he exposed his weakness this time, which gave Ding Hao a chance.Nalan Xingde's face changed.Even though his wrist was covered by the silver light of the Immortal Artifact, he still felt the sharp pain of fractures. For an instant, Nalan Xingde thought that hi

"You were found by the Nalan family?" asked Ding Hao thoughtfully. The Clay Bodhisattva nodded and said, "Although Nalan Xingde is immoral, he is an ambitious man who is extremely cautious and shrewd. I was very careful, but still, he found me. When I returned home that day, his men were already there. They threatened the safety of my family. I had no choice but to submit and serve him." "You possess the ability to divine all the secrets of Heaven," Ding Hao said doubtfully, "How can you not know that such a thing would happen?" The Clay Bodhisattva gave a wry smile and said, "Yes, I can divine all the secrets of Heaven. This is either a gift or a curse. At first, I too felt that being able to see through all the secrets of the world was something worth showing off. I even divined the lifespan of the God Emperor himself. I played dice with Life and Death like a god, toying with Fate and disrupting its natural flow with mere words from

On Mount Immortal Tao, the mysterious aurora of lights and ethereal fog were subsiding. The six shadowy figures leaped as one, racing towards the granite columns like spurts of comets. Each time one of them got close to another, they would launch attacks at each other, culminating in an aerial onslaught with no clear victor emerging as yet. The figures zipped as fast as they could amid the low light conditions. All six of them were powerful champions in their own right, but they knew better than to be foolhardy. One wrong move into the receding fog and even with their great powers, there was no telling if even they might perish. More people lingered about in the outer peripherals of the foggy area. Ding Tong was dressed in black, and a beam of light shot out from his single eye. The beam penetrated through the thin mist allowing him to see the things inside. Seven stars revolved inside the eye that emitting

Half an hour later. "It turns out that so many things have happened." Fang Tianyi calmed down a bit after hearing the middle-aged intellectual's explanation. When the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect invaded the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, he left by chance. He didn't know about the many things that happened later. Originally, he worried that the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect would be in danger of being annihilated by the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. He didn't expect that the situation would be reversed like that. "Senior Brother Ding indeed deserves his name and reputation! "He wiped out the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect at one go and moved the entire Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to the Immortal Land." Fang Tianyi's lips curled into a faint smile. He remembered those simple but happy days when he practiced martial arts together with his junior and senior brothers, who were now nowhere to be fou

"Kill them!" "Ha-ha-ha, kill them all!" "Let these weaklings tremble under our feet. Take away whatever we want and kill them all no matter whether they resist or not!" The mercenaries from the Land of Divine Grace were like demons that had lost their mind and gone berserk. After they discovered the Mirror Lake, they immediately launched outrageous attacks. Caught off guard, the Mirror Lake, which was known as the picturesque holy land of martial arts in the Snow Province, instantly fell into chaos. Smoke rose high into the sky, and all kinds of cries and roars rang out. "Ha-ha-ha, this feeling is so wonderful." A mercenary as strong as a bear threw his head back and roared to the sky after chopping down several shop assistants who were running past him in a panic. "Mom..." A little girl about three to four years old cried sadly. Tears streamed down her soft, smooth face, and her beautiful ski