Chapter 607: Crushing Victory

Chapter 607 Crushing Victory

More than a dozen masters of the Purple Spirit Sect rushed over madly with strong purple Qi surging from their bodies.

"How could you claim the moral high ground while being robbers? You cannot live the life of a whore and expect a monument to your chastity." Ding Hao's eyes were cold while a sneer was formed by the corner of his mouth. Wisps of golden mist slowly spread out of his body. In the air, killing intent kept bursting out, turning the place into an ice prison.

When the disciples of the Purple Spirit Sect were within 20 meters in front of him—

Boom!

Ding Hao suddenly rushed forward and threw a punch.

In an instant, the physical strength of the five-apertured Martial Emperor Realm was unleashed.

Han Donglai was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. His pupils contracted slightly at the seemingly harmless fist force. He subconsciously dodged to the side after sensing a looming danger.

The terrible fist force passed by his body.

"Ah...!" someone screamed. Blood splashed in the air, and pieces of broken bones flew in all directions.

Not expecting their sect master and the experts at the Martial Emperor Realm would dodge, the high-level Martial King Realm experts of the Purple Spirit Sect behind them were unguarded when the terrible fist energy column swept by. Even though they were only touched by the tip of it, they were blasted into blood fog by the void-tearing aftershock.

"Damn it!" Han Donglai's whole body was shaking because of anger.

But at this time, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes. Ding Hao, like a ghost, had appeared in front of him and punched out again.

"Go to hell. Purple Spirit Palm Print!" Han Donglai roared and stopped dodging. The Qi cultivation of the two-apertured Martial Emperor realm was displayed. His palms slammed forward like lightning, disturbing the wind and air. Two crystal purple palm prints smashed Ding Hao's fist strength and went for his chest.

The Purple Spirit Palm Print was the most lethal killing move of the Purple Spirit Sect; such a move would bring forth complete annihilation.

At the same time, a figure appeared behind Ding Hao and suddenly attacked him with a punch.

Ding Hao remained calm.

He threw a punch behind him with his left hand and struck at the two purple crystal palm prints with his right hand.

Boom!

The one-apertured Martial Emperor who showed up behind Ding Hao had planned to sneak attack him, but after trying to counter Ding Hao's punch from the left, he felt as if he had been crushed by a mountain. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out blood. His arm exploded and his whole body was hurled by the repelling force thousands of meters away like a flying ball, while blood spewed out of his mouth.

At the same time—

Crack!

The two Purple Spirit palm prints in front of Ding Hao were also completely shattered by his fist.

With the rebound force of his left fist, Ding Hao moved forward like lightning.

In a flash, he entered Han Donglai's defense. He followed him like a shadow, while his fist prints kept shooting out like meteors. Han Donglai retreated frantically in horror, striking out with the Purple Spirit Palm Print to break the terrible fist force.

The terrifying aftershock exploded in the air, spreading like a nuclear radiation.

Fortunately, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was being guarded by Ding Hao's inscription formation, so the damage wasn't considerable. Nevertheless, mountains collapsed, rocks shattered, lakes dried up, and the ground cracked when it came to areas not protected by the formation. It was like the end of the world.

Ding Hao threw the last punch. He suddenly stopped targeting Han Donglai. Turning back, he flashed towards the other four Martial Emperor Realm experts.

They were all shocked.

They had been rushing madly to assist Han Donglai, but Ding Hao suddenly turned toward them. Caught off guard, they were within Ding Hao's reach in an instant. For some reason—while facing this much younger man and his indomitable killing intent—they all felt as vulnerable as sheep in front of a tiger.

"Swoosh!"

Ding Hao pointed out with one finger. Suddenly, a ray of sword radiance flashed in the air.

The next moment, the sword intent poured out endlessly like a drizzle in spring. Its sword radiance trapped a Martial Emperor of the Purple Spirit Sect inside.

That one-apertured Martial Emperor was shocked.

He had heard from Qingxuan that Ding Hao was known as the Saber and Sword Addict, who was most famous for his saber and sword techniques. Ding Hao had already proven his fearsomeness as a cultivator by crushing the sect master Han Donglai with his fists. Then he showed that sharp sword technique. He looked intimidating under the seemingly soft sword light, as if he had a grip on the situation and could kill at any time without leaving a trace.

He tried his best to dodge.

In the end, he was pierced by a few sword radiances, leaving bloody wounds on his body.

"Thank god, I dodged the fatal hits!" He immediately retreated, grateful for being lucky.

Ding Hao did not chase after him. He turned around, and his ten fingers flicked like elves. The void was suddenly filled with dense sword radiance. Invisible Sword Qi arose as if there was an invisible killing net, shrouding the remaining three one-apertured Martial Emperors with it.

Sword radiance filled the air like a killing formation.

The three Martial Emperors of the Purple Spirit Sect cried out in surprise. Flashing to dodge, they disappeared and reappeared in the void again and again. They frantically propped up their Qi shields to resist the unremitting sword radiance.

The sword radiance disappeared after a while.

Ding Hao laughed and turned around. Without looking back, he disappeared into the distant mountain gate as a golden flowing light without stopping for a minute.

Guan Feidu and the others were stunned, not knowing what had happened.

On the other side.

Han Donglai's arms were badly mutilated, his body marked with a few fist prints. His chest rose and fell violently. The other four Martial Emperors of the Purple Spirit Sect were also covered with wounds as if they had been cut by bamboo sticks.

However, such injuries were nothing to a Martial Emperor Realm expert.

After being stunned for a while, a Martial Emperor of the Purple Spirit Sect thought that Ding Hao escaped out of fear, so he shouted, "Haha, you're at your wit's end. Ding Hao, come out. Even if you run away with your tail between your legs, you can't escape from the hands of the Purple Spirit Sect..."

Before his voice had died away——

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Han Donglai, the head of the Purple Spirit Sect who had been quietly lingered in the void, suddenly screamed. In an instant, a row of sword radiance burst out from his body without warning. In an instant, his whole body exploded into pieces of meat...

"Sect Master..."

"What happened? Sect Master, you..."

The four Martial Emperor realm experts of the Purple Spirit Sect were shocked. Han Donglai had only been at a slight disadvantage in the battle with Ding Hao. How could things come to this?

A hidden force had been planted inside his body by his opponent. The Sword Qi was the same as the one Ding Hao had displayed before.

However, with the strength of the sect master, how could he have failed to notice when Ding Hao imbued Sword Qi in his body?

They wanted to rush over...

However—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The same sound reverberated once again.

Another Martial Emperor looked down to see his own body with a pale face. A row of sword radiance had uncontrollably pierced through his body from the inside, as if the lights had been previously inserted into his body.

He tried to push the sword radiance back with his palm in vain.

His hand was actually pierced in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, another Martial Emperor Realm martial artist uttered a miserable cry and died.

"No, it's not the Sword Qi... It's... My God, it's sword intent. He planted sword intent in our bodies!" A Martial Emperor finally understood what had happened. He desperately cried, "Qingxuan misled me... Ding Hao's strength is at least above that of a three-apertured Martial Emperor, and he has already mastered the sword intent. How I regret having provoked such a killing god!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was torn into pieces by the sword radiance shooting out from inside his body.

"No... I don't want to die!" Another Martial Emperor Realm cultivator was scared out of his wits and turned to escape.

Unfortunately, before he could fly for more than a few hundreds of meters, rays of sword radiance also burst out from the inside of his body, rendering him into a pile of ground meat that fell to the ground.

Before they died, their hearts were filled with endless remorse. They regretted being blinded by greed. Why did they have to go there to die?

They finally understood why Ding Hao turned around and left after a few moves: he had planted the killing sword intent in them for a long time. From then on, their death was inevitable.

What a terrifying opponent he was!

Bang!

That was the sound of the last explosion.

The last Martial Emperor of the Purple Spirit Sect had died.

The bloody mist containing a large amount of Spiritual Qi floated in the sky like a blood rain.

All the members of the Purple Spirit Sect had been killed; not a single one of them had been left alive.

Guan Feidu and the other disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect looked on blankly, while at a loss for words.

When they looked at each other's eyes, they could see the horror reflected in them. The fight had been beyond what they could comprehend. Those who died were Martial Emperors, but they had easily been removed like cabbages by Martial Uncle Ding. It was like a wild dream.

All of those who had witnessed the battle were equally shocked, unable to recover for a long time.

In the past, if the Purple Spirit Sect had showed up aggressively, it would have been the end of the world for the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. But no one was afraid anymore.

"Four one-apertured Martial Emperors and one two-apertured Martial Emperor. How dare they come with such pitiful strength! They were blatantly courting death."

Ding Hao returned to the Sword-snatching Rock and slowly stretched his body.

Although seemingly powerful, the five Martial Emperor Realm experts of the Purple Spirit Sect had actually been quite vulnerable.

Xin Province was not a big province in Snow Province, and Ding Hao had never heard of it in the Sage Battlefield before. One could say it wasn't a super sect. Han Donglai had only reached the two-apertured Martial Emperor realm, and the remaining four people only had a one-apertured Martial Royal Realm cultivation. The road of Martial Arts was long, especially for the Martial Emperor Realm. The gap was huge between every cultivation substage from then on.

A three-apertured Martial Emperor could kill a two-apertured expert in seconds.

A two-apertured Martial Emperor Realm expert could easily defeat dozens of one-apertured cultivators.