“Senior Brother Qian, you are too careful. I don’t think this uncle is a bad guy. Why do you ask him so many questions?” The little girl Ding Tianshuang said with a smile.

  “Better safe than sorry,” the little fat man, Ren Xiaoyao, muttered with a big package on his back.

  Ding Hao laughed.

  These two little guys were really cute. Young and small as they were, they talked with each other like adults. The seriousness on their face made people laugh themselves into convulsions. They reminded him of the little girl Ding Ding beside Xie Jieyu, who was as dreadfully precocious as them.

  He wondered how his old friends and relatives were doing.

  Ding Hao suddenly felt that he was close to his hometown but with emotional holdbacks.

  He was trying to drag some information out of the two children, but the square-faced young disciple, Qian Feixing, was extremely vigilant, asking the other disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to take the two children aside so that Ding Hao would not have a chance to get close to the two children. Obviously, he was still on guard against Ding Hao.

  “Qian Feixing, experienced and steady, is a promising man.”


  Ding Hao came to this conclusion by observing secretly.

  The eight young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were very capable, smart, and alert. With their rich experience in surviving in the wild, they quietly protected the two children in the middle. Evidently, these two little kids had a special status.

  Along the way, Ding Hao tried to drag some information out of them, but was subtly interrupted by Qian Feixing.

  Ding Hao felt funny in his heart and did not say anything more.

  After walking for more than half a day, he finally walked out of the mountain with a vast expense of white snow. Gradually Ding Hao was familiar with the terrain and mountains alongside.

  The gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was already in sight.

  Looking at the towering but familiar mountains in the distance and the picturesque buildings amid the white snow, with the lofty statues and pavilions looming in the blizzard, Ding Hao was so familiar with all the sights. As he would never forget the first day of his transmigration when he stood in front of the Sword-cleansing Pond and overlooked the gate. What he saw at that time was exactly the same as today.

  They finally arrived.

  Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was his root in this world.

  “I don’t know what Xiao Lan, Fat Ren Xiaoyao-the Master of Yun Sect, Xiaofan, Wang Juefeng the cynical man, and others look like now. Did they get the whereabouts of Fang Tianyi who fell into the cave at the back of mountain?”


  Ding Hao was thrilled.

  But soon his face changed slightly, and his eyebrows frowned with murder.

  A strong Demon Aura, which vaguely came from all directions, surrounded the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. In the direction of the Sword-cleansing Pond in the distance, fierce energy fluctuations and fighting sounds could be felt faintly. Obviously, there was a battle.

  Did the Demon Clan attack the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect?

  They were really risking their lives!

  In an instant, Ding Hao was burning with the intent of killing.

  The young square-faced disciple, Qian Feixing, and others around him suddenly felt this change, and then immediately stepped back to protect the two children, considering that Ding Hao’s killing intent was aimed at them.

  Right at this moment—


  “Eh? There are a few more nobodies here. They seem to have slipped through the net.”


  A sarcastic voice came, which caused a few ripples in the void of space a hundred meters away, and then two figures with strong Demon Aura came out of the ripples.

  Two Demon Kings!

  As they appeared, some demonic streaks went in a flash in the void of the space. It turned out that the surrounding area of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was completely trapped, as it was besieged by a dreadful Demon Clan formation.

  The moment when Qian Feixing and the others saw it, they changed color.

  They were no match for the two Demon Kings .

  But it was too late to escape.

  Qian Feixing took several steps backward, putting his left hand behind his back to send out a warning message of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. A bright sword light was activated, rising up into the sky to seek help from the sect with constant cries of the sword.

  “Huh huh huh, pathetic creatures, why are you still struggling?” A Demon King laughed, raising his hand, and then a majestic Demon Aura gushed out. Instantly it engulfed and broke down the sword light that was less than 50 meters high.

  The warning message had not yet completely spread. Such a movement could not attract the attention of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect at all.

  “Run away! Take Tian Shuang and Wo Xing away.”


  Qian Feixing knew that the situation was extremely dangerous, but he could not let anything awful happen to the two children. With a roar, he pulled out his sword and rushed toward the two Demon Kings. At the same time, he ordered the other junior disciples to retreat with the two little children.

  “Well? These two little guys have a lot of treasures on them, so they seemingly have a high status in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. If so, they are really an unexpected gain. The young master is concerned that he can’t break through the mountain-guarding formation of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, but if he catches these two little guys, he can use them to threaten the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to withdraw the formation. Huh Huh!”


  A Demon King soon discovered that Ding Tianshuang and Ren Woxing were extraordinary.

  As the two children had outstanding temperaments and had reached the Martial Soldier Realm at such a young age, they surely had exceptional backgrounds and were definitely the descendants of the rulers of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

  Just as they were speaking, the Demon King moved swiftly and easily dodged Qian Feidu’s attack, getting close to the two little guys as quickly as a flash of lightning did.

  The Demon Aura of the Demon King Realm was so majestic and powerful that the other six or seven young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were even unable to pull out their swords when they wanted to fight back.

  Just as the two little guys were about to fall into the Demon Clan’s hands-

  Swoosh!

  A flash of bright sword light flickered.

  Boom!

  Being pierced through by the sword light, the Demon King burst out of thin air before he could dodge. And even before the blood and bone marrow burst out, he was instantly shattered into powder by the Sword Qi and disappeared in the void like a wisp of smoke.

  Such a Demon King died in an instant.

  Such a sudden change stunned everyone present and they didn’t quite understand what happened for a moment.

  Qian Feixing pierced into the air with his sword. Knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly turned around and saw this strange scene. The bright sword light made him feel that even his soul was greatly astounded, bringing him a transiently familiar and genial feeling.

  This was the Sword Qi inspired by the Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture, the unique skill of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

  Did the superpower in the sect come here?

  However, he soon realized that he was wrong as the sword light had burst out from the hands of the young man who followed them all the way.

  “It turned out to be him?”


  On the other side, the twisted smile on the other Demon King’s face instantly froze.

  He shivered and immediately turned around to escape. In the void behind him, the demonic streaks flickered and the demonic blockade formation that had been set up here before was unsealed, and he plunged half of his body into the demonic formation……

  But a tremendous force grasped him behind and pulled him out of the demon formation alive like catching a loach that just got into the mud.

  The demon king was horrified.

  He had only seen this kind of magnificent and uncontrollable power from the Demon Royal and the Demon Emperor. Just who exactly was that youngster in a cyan shirt? Who actually possessed this kind of power?

  He couldn’t help but fly backward and fell to the ground heavily.

  “You are from the Demon Clan in the Northern Region. How dare you besiege the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect when the two clans are about to meet each other?” Ding Hao moved swiftly and stood in front of the Demon King. With a casual point, he completely sealed the Demon King’s strength.

  “You…… Who are you? There is no such powerful master like you in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.” The Demon King was shocked and irritated.

  “Answer my question!” Ding Hao shouted.

  “Huh Huh, so what can you do if you know? My young master takes a fancy to this mountain area. The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect is destined to be destroyed. Huh huh huh……” The demon king probably knew that he would die, so he became tough.

  “Then go to hell.” Ding Hao snorted and gave him a casual slap.

  Boom!

  The Demon King instantly dissipated in the snow like a sand sculpture.

  Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were dumbfounded.

  They thought it would be a disaster, but they didn’t expect that this young man in a cyan shirt was so powerful and horrible. With just a gesture, the two high-ranking Demon Kings were killed like ants.

  Moreover, the power of Qi he used was driven by the Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. Could this person be a senior master of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect? Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture was the unique skill of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, and it was absolutely impossible for people out of the sect to get it.

  Instantly, the young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect looked at Ding Hao differently.

  A thought flashed through Qian Feixing’s mind. He suddenly felt that the young man in the cyan in front of him was vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t recall who he was at this moment.

  “Uncle, you’re amazing.” Ding Tianshuang, who was lovely and white, widened his eyes and jumped up.

  Ren Woxing with a chubby face was also full of surprise. “Uncle, you’re so awesome. Can you take me as your disciple? I’ll give you beast milk.”


  Ding Hao frowned slightly and thought. “I am not old enough to be called uncle. Can’t you call me brother?”


  At this time, these young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect began to fully believe that Ding Hao was Wang Juefeng’s friend. Qian Feixing thought of something and said hurriedly, “Predecessor, it seems that demons are surrounding the gate of the sect. Please help us……”


  “Let’s go and have a look.” Ding Hao nodded.

  As soon as he finished speaking, a considerable force gushed out and wrapped the two little kids, Qian Feixing, and others in it, flying up into the air and directly heading toward the gate of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect at the speed of light.

  Boom!

  In the void of space, countless flickering demonic streaks appeared out of thin air.

  The bizarre and gloomy demonic streaks, penetrating through the sky and connecting with the river, completely sealed off this space like a dense spider web. With the help of the natural energy from the ground and heaven, this demonic formation was extremely powerful, surging a kind of tremendous demonic power like a vast and rough sea.

  “What a horrible demon formation.”


  Qian Feixing and others were shocked inwardly.

  There were powerful demonic streaks all over the sky. It must be a terrifying existence in the Demon Emperor Realm who could set up such a powerful demonic formation since common demons could not do that.

  This discovery made the hearts of the young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect sink.

  The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect ruled the Snow Province, but its foundation was weak, and there were no superpowers in the sect reaching Martial Grand Emperor. If there was really a Demon Emperor here, it would definitely be a disaster and the sect would be in danger of destruction.

  But the next moment, they widened their eyes.

  It was because the young man in the cyan shirt, facing this powerful and horrible demonic formation, just waved his fingers, bringing a bright Sword Qi out from his fingertips, which tore the demonic chains all over the sky into pieces. He was casual and calm as if he was tearing a piece of thin paper.

  What great strength!

  Although they had been shocked by Ding Hao who easily killed the two Demon Kings before, they were still frightened when they saw this scene. Such strength was beyond their imagination.

  What realm was it?

  Ding Hao’s fingers sent out Sword Qi, constantly tearing the layers of demonic streaks and the formation in the sky.

  With his current strength, he could use his fingers as a sword to burst out Sword Intent and Sword Qi. To tearing such demonic streaks and a formation, he didn’t need to use a magic saber or a rusted sword at all. He could destroy everything wherever he went.