Lahat ng Kabanata ng Supreme Emperor of Swords: Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

In the past, because he knew some movements, Zhao Xingcheng would gather a group of hooligan teenagers to bully others in the slum. He enjoyed the state that others feared him and he thought that was what a strong man should be. However, during this period of time, when he cleansed his heart from sin and saw the respect and gratitude from the bottom of their hearts, he felt how naive he used to be. Ding Hao patted Zhao Xingcheng on the shoulder, saying, "Let's keep doing it!" Time flew slowly. It took about two hours to check the progress of the children's cultivation. Ding Hao gave directions one by one and took the children to practice. Soon, laughter was everywhere, and the whole slum was full of vitality. Never like this period of time, everyone felt the place of hope and was no longer lifeless. The sun had set. On the huge pillars around the training arena were flaming torches, making crackling sounds, which

Ding Hao felt that he was walking through the scenes of ancient costume dramas in his previous life and suddenly he had an illusion of time and space travel. Walking in the crowd, Ding Hao's dusty temperament and the divine steed of a white horse attracted a lot of attention. "Elder, have a bowl of noodles, please." Ding Hao chose a slightly cleaner snack stand, tied "Lion-dragon Beast of Snow Province" to a horse post, and greeted the boss. The owners of the stall were a pair of white-haired elderly couples around the age of 60. The elder man's back was slightly hunched, but he was hale and hearty, rosy-cheeked, greeting guests, and the old woman cooked noodles quickly. The two were dressed simply, and they were obviously not rich, but they looked very satisfied. The old man helped the old woman wipe sweat from time to time, which made people envious. The stall was wreathed in thick fragrance, and there were many guests. It wa

For a moment, the villagers all felt dazed on the spot and they could not believe what they heard. They felt that like a pie falling from the sky hitting somebody which sounded almost unreal. Noticing their expression, Ding Hao smiled and said, "Well, you feel that my strength was not worth 15 taels of silver?" "No, no..." the middle-aged man shook his head hurriedly and said with wild excitement, "We just collected 15 taels of silver, and we only wanted to find a... and it was an extravagant expectation for us to hire a common vagrant warrior. Unexpectedly... I feel that you with an imposing appearance are not out of an ordinary family and you should be from a rich and noble family. You are willing to come to our small village, and we, we really cannot believe it!" "Yes, if you really can go to our Valley Village, and that is too good!" Some people looked excited. "On behalf of 160 people in the village, I would

This tattooed bald man should be the head of the knights. Looking up, he noticed the fear in the eyes of the villagers on the wall and he enjoyed it very much with intoxication. A black knight urged the horse to walk out from his side slowly. The sound of the horse's hoof was extremely harsh when it stepped on the icy road. He looked up and shouted, "People inside the wall listen to me carefully! Blood Dragon Village is weeding. Within a quarter of an hour, hand over ten virgins and two hundred taels of silver. As the deadline expires, a ruthless mass slaughter will start and even fowls and dogs are not spared." The voice like a clap of thunder sounded in the sky. On the wall. The villagers finally woke up and they were in a sudden confusion. In the absence of the village chief, the guarding warrior had also disappeared. Without a backbone, all of them trembled in the face of such fierce bandits.

The four flying daggers hit their targets, and they all hit the gap between the knight's helmet and the armor. The four knights clearly made the evasive action, but somehow, the flying daggers automatically tracked them and killed them as if they had eyes. Thump! The bodies fell down from the horses and fell into the snow. Ding Hao laughed and raised his hands again and another four flying daggers turned into silver cold lights, flying out of his hands and leaving a string of phantoms in the void. Phew! Phew! Phew! The sharp flying daggers flew across the air, and another four black knights immediately fell into the horse, ruthlessly killed by those daggers. The attack of the flying dagger, the ray of cold light! Silver lightning hit all the targets! The rest of the black knights were all extremely shocked, and at this moment, they finally realized how terrible the flying