Chapter 113 Draw your sword!

Chapter 113 Draw your sword! (Three more chapters to subscribe)

Han Yingmeng was almost mad!

The petals that were falling with her paused because of this.

There was silence all around! Everyone looked at Ding Yue.

The first one! The first one who dared to speak to Han Yingmeng like this.

He was also the first male warrior to tell Han Yingmeng to get out! "You told me to get out?"

Han Yingmeng was furious.

Piaohua Pavilion let her arrive first just to show off her grace and to charm thousands of warriors.

In fact, she has already done it.

The moment she appeared, countless male warriors were mesmerized by her graceful figure and her stunning appearance.

But unexpectedly, at the last moment, all the atmosphere was destroyed.

Ding Yue looked at her with a stern gaze and said, "Evil woman, don't even think about messing with my sword heart. You can't confuse me. I only have the sword in my heart, not you. Give up!"

Han Yingmeng was almost angry to the point of vomiting blood. Who the hell was so vicious? Who the hell wanted to deceive you?

“You…you…”

Han Yingmeng's breath was raging, her body was shaking with anger, and her tender white fingers were pointing at Ding Yue, with murderous intent rising.

She is the saint of Piaohua Pavilion, with outstanding talent and unparalleled beauty. Many men have fallen at her feet.

Willing to go through fire and water for her.

Whatever treasure she wanted, she didn’t need to fight for it herself. She just needed to spread the word and men would come to her to please her.

For example, Song Pang, the only son of Song Yiming, the leader of Jiujian Mountain, once came all the way to give her treasures to please her.

When had he ever been scolded like this? "Go away! You can't seduce me. If you don't go away, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

Ding Yue stared at Han Yingmeng with cold eyes.

This woman, dressed up gorgeously, deliberately ran to my mountain, she must have bad intentions, what else could her purpose be if not to seduce me? You can't imagine, I, Ding Yue, have already seen through the second level of the supreme swordsmanship, I can't be distracted by looking at beautiful women, I have a sword spirit in my heart! You can't mess with my sword heart! Han Yingmeng is going crazy, she seduced him herself?

This is the hilltop of my Piaohua Pavilion!

This person must die! Seeing Han Yingmeng being scolded like this, many people were angry, and many people were tempted. This was a good opportunity to show their courtesy.

Before anyone else takes action.

Ying Jiangong stepped forward.

"Ding Yue, an abandoned disciple of Nine Swords Mountain, a waste, dares to be so arrogant?"

"I am Ying Jiankong, and I want to see what a useless and abandoned disciple like you can do!"

Everyone was stunned.

Abandoned disciple of Jiujian Mountain? Waste?

Ding Yue came from Jiujian Mountain, but was expelled from Jiujian Mountain?

Are the people in Jiujian Mountain crazy?

Such a gifted person was actually expelled from Nine Swords Mountain? No, since Ying Jiankong called him trash, there must be a reason for it.

So, Ding Yue's rapid rise was related to the opportunity he got? Ying Jiankong landed beside Han Yingmeng and stared at Ding Yue coldly.

"Ding Yue, kneel down and kowtow to Saint Han, beg for her forgiveness, and I will spare you!"

Han Yingmeng calmed down a little, and felt better when she saw Ying Jiankong standing up for her.

I am still very popular.

Look, even the top genius of Jiujian Mountain has stood up for himself.

Ding Yue looked at Ying Jiankong with disdain and sneered, "Ying Jiankong, your swordsmanship is just so-so."

"Why practice swordsmanship when you're standing up for a woman who has nothing to do with you?"

"Ying Jiankong, I thought your swordsmanship was pretty good, but now it seems like garbage."

"You actually stood up for a woman who seduced me. I, Ding Yue, am ashamed to be associated with you!"

"Master is right. There are tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the world, but only a few can enter the supreme sword path!"

Ding Yue had an aloof look on his face, as if he was sad that there was no one in the world who understood the art of swordsmanship.

Han Yingmeng was so angry that her body was shaking. She pointed her white finger at Ding Yue and said angrily, "Kill him, kill him, this is too much!"

You bastard, where do you get the confidence that I, Han Yingmeng, would seduce you? "Ding Yue!"

Ying Jiankong drew his sword, and the sword's chant resounded through the sky.

His aura suddenly became fierce, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a killing sword.

Everyone was shocked. Ying Jiankong was indeed the most outstanding genius in Jiujian Mountain in thousands of years.

My comprehension of the way of the sword has reached such a level.

Although he has only reached the ninth level of the True Realm, ordinary half-emperors may not be his match.

The biggest winner of the trip to the Baishengshan ancient ruins is probably Jiujian Mountain.

Among the younger generation present, no one was his match.

Even Han Yingmeng, the Saint of Piaohua Pavilion.

Han Yingmeng's expression became serious. Ying Jiankong's strength had increased.

The red-bearded old man from Tianding Mountain was very pleased, because this was his grandson-in-law.

"I'm Ying Jiankong, and I'd like to learn from you and see what's so special about your swordsmanship, Ding Yue!"

"Draw your sword!"

Han Yingmeng retreated. Once the battle started, she would be affected because she was so close.

Ding Yue still held the sword in his arms, looking at Ying Jiankong coldly.

It was this person who once devalued himself to the point of being worthless, brought down to the dust, suffered all kinds of ridicule and humiliation, and even his childhood sweetheart fell in love with someone else because of him.

Now, it is time to trample this arrogant and conceited genius of Nine Swords Mountain underfoot and knock him into the dust.

Let Jiujian Mountain know that I, Ding Yue, am unrivaled in swordsmanship! I, Ding Yue, have no woman in my heart, and I can kill gods with my sword! One day, I will wield a sword to kill gods and reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Ying Jiankong was filled with rage. Ding Yue's contemptuous attitude aroused his rage.

As the top prodigy of Jiujian Mountain in thousands of years, he has been invincible in the same realm since he started practicing.

No one has ever been able to defeat him at the same level.

This was not the first or second time that he had crossed one or two small realms to kill the enemy.

Where was Ding Yue? He was so disdainful of him that he didn't even draw his sword.

“Arrogant!”

Ying Jiankong took a deep breath and calmed down the anger in his heart.

The sword trembles.

The cold light bloomed.

The fierce momentum swept through, and the few plants on the hilltop were turned into dust.

A sword light appeared between heaven and earth.

All the powerful men were filled with awe, their eyes fixed on Ying Jiankong's sword.

Too strong! Liu Pingfeng's face was heavy. Jiujian Mountain was too strong. Together with the Qin State, they forced the Daqian Empire to give in.

Otherwise, just a female emperor of the Great Qin Empire would not be enough to make the Great Qian Empire make concessions.

The Qin State was also unable to maintain stability in its vast territory.

Everyone was amazed at Ying Jiankong's sword. He was worthy of being the number one sword sect in Nanzhou and the top genius of Jiujian Mountain in thousands of years.

With this sword, none of the semi-emperor warriors present dared to underestimate him.

Ding Yue is dead! Although they are both at the ninth level of the True Realm, their strengths are vastly different.

No matter how strong Ding Yue's swordsmanship is, can he surpass Jiujian Mountain?

That is the number one sword sect in Nanzhou.

It has been passed down from ancient times to the present day.

Suddenly, all the warriors felt a flash of sword light which was not very sharp and was very short.

In a daze, Ying Jiankong's sharp sword light had shattered, and the unparalleled sword had disappeared without a trace.

A breeze blew by, and the warriors felt that the wind brought a sharpness that seemed to cut them in half.

It was actually a trace of sword intent spreading out!

It's the third update (#^.^#) 　　 　 (End of this chapter)

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