Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 320 - It’s a Trap?



Chapter 320 It’s a Trap?

He struggled to stand up but failed.

Under the powerful pressure, he bent down in despair. Blood exuded from his skin, and his dazzling green wood Qi looked like a candle in the wind, and was quickly wiped out.

“Aaaaaaah… How is this possible! No… Why? Why!”

He was shocked, screaming wildly, and struggled like a trapped beast.

However, at the moment, he could no longer counterattack with a mightier strength.

Under the gaze of all those present, Lu Pengfei’s body slowly bent involuntarily, and he could no longer withstand the overwhelming pressure. Thud! He couldn’t help himself; he knelt on the black stone ground covered with white cracks.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of rock cracking and bone breaking was heard at the same time.

Not far from Lu Pengfei’s side, Zhang Wenzhao and Tian Heng had long been unable to maintain their kneeling position. At that time, they had been forced to lay on their stomachs.

The raging ocean-like pressure existed everywhere and their bodies were almost flat. Their muscles were broken and white broken bones could be seen.

“Please… Senior Brother… Ding…”

“You can’t kill us… You’ll break the rules… You…”

Their eyes were full of despair, with evident pleading looks. Their bodies were like rag dolls that had been discarded. Their mouths were like those of fish on the shore. They spoke with difficulty.

Endless remorse filled their hearts.

At that moment, Lu Pengfei could no longer save them.

“If I hadn’t arrived on time that day, would you have been merciful to Xiaofan who had been seriously injured? From now on, I will never let my friends be in danger, so you must die.”

Ding Hao’s merciless words were like judgement, resounding in the collapsing hall.

Boom! Boom! There was blood everywhere.

The bodies of Zhang Wenzhao and Tian Heng exploded, like watermelons being smashed. Flesh and white broken bones spurted out and splashed around. The entire hall suddenly became a cruel field.

Some blood splashed onto Lu Pengfei’s face.

He trembled and then laughed wildly.

“Hahaha, you killed them! Hahaha! Very good! You actually killed them! Ding Hao, how dare you to kill your sectmates? Today, you must die. No one can save you!”

The man who had won three consecutive times in the five academies’ competitions had been controlled by the terrible Qi Ding Hao had released. He was kneeling on the ground, and there were two deep pits under his knees. The blood flowed out of his knees and filled the pits. His hands were on the ground, and his green shirt was soaked, but he was laughing madly, and his eyes flashed with excitement and insanity.

“You seem unworried. Your painstakingly planned trap is finally complete, right?” Ding Hao’s face showed a disdainful smile. He continued, “I’ve said that before killing you, I would let you experience complete despair, so…”

Ding Hao’s gaze swept over Lu Pengfei and looked at the dark shadow deep in the hall.

No one was there and there was no sign of life.

The shadow was not dark, and no one could hide in the narrow space.

However, Ding Hao slowly clenched his fist, and snowflakes quickly appeared on his fist, like a group of happy white elves. He rapidly punched.

“Show up!”

While he shouted, a terrible ice crystal storm emerged from Ding Hao’s fist.

It was suddenly freezing, as if it were a cold winter.

In response, in the shadow, a red stream of magma with high temperature appeared suddenly, colliding with that ice crystal storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The monstrous energy was everywhere.

Puff! Puff! The white hot water vapor was spread around.

The hall that had already been faltering could no longer withstand that force. It finally collapsed with the falling of the last pillars.

Black stones fell down, plunging into the ground. Smoke and dust were everywhere and the ground vibrated. That place was like a sky-shattering world.

The people on the periphery of the main hall exclaimed and turned back.

The smoke that filled the air was like a mushroom lead cloud after a nuclear explosion. It instantly swallowed everything in the hall and covered everyone’s sight. The trembling ground gradually disappeared.

After 10 minutes, the dust finally settled down.

The collapsed hall returned into view.

Ding Hao stood straight in the same place. Facing him, another person appeared on Lu Pengfei’s side.

It was a burly, ruddy young man with a sturdy black beard, wearing a purple gilt robe. On his chest was a golden arched embroidery, which was extremely eye-catching.

“It’s Martial Uncle Lu Qi!”

“Purple Golden Sword Robe? That is the symbol of a third-generation successor disciple!”

“Lu Qi is now as the teacher-in-charge of the Eastern Academy of green shirts… No wonder Lu Pengfei has no fear. Martial Uncle Lu Qi has always appreciated him very much.”

“It turns out that Martial Uncle Lu Qi has been hiding in the main hall. That’s bad. Lu Qi must have seen Ding Hao kill Zhang Wenzhao and Tian Heng. Ding Hao will be certainly accused of murdering his sectmates!”

“Ding Hao is still too naive. He was tricked by Lu Pengfei!”

The crowd exclaimed.

Until then, everything was far beyond everyone’s expectations. The Sect’s strong people had actually intervened.

Some people suddenly understood that everything had been planned long ago.

It was a trap.

Lu Pengfei and Lu Qi were waiting for Ding Hao to jump into the trap.

Wang Xiaoqi and Li Yunqi exclaimed.

And Li Yiruo’s pretty face suddenly became white.

“Ding Hao, surrender, or be killed. Which will it be?”

The smile on Lu Qi’s face was ugly.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of irritating anger. His strength was above the congenital realm, but Ding Hao was able to locate him and forced him to show up. His appearance was too embarrassing.


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