Chapter 191 Sneak Attack Potential Crisis

Falling Star Sect.

Hey, everyone, good morning, have you had your breakfast yet? Fighting here? The cynical man with beard smiled and said hello to everyone, Its okay, its okay, you go on, were just passing by, hey hey, passing by.

Then, without stopping, he led Ding Hao and others go through the two groups and disappeared into the vast darkness in the distance.

The two groups stayed stunned for a while. They were sure that the people of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had no intention of robbing the Saber of Sabers, so they breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly they cried out and rushed to fight against each other again.

Ding Hao laughed secretly.

What a fuck Saber of Sabers! It is just a slightly sharper ancient saber, whats more it was damaged, so that it can only be regarded as an antique enough, and it has the inferior quality when compared with his bloody dragon saber. A group of people actually are smashing their heads to snatch it. For the nominal disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, this kind of thing is not attractive to their eyes at all.

Thus, how scarce the cultivation resources for wandering warriors and rogue cultivators were!

Only the great sects were the kingly way.

At the bottom of the spiral staircase, there was a maze of existence with winding tunnels extending in all directions. Each fork in the road had three or four roads leading to different directions, and as the deeper the tunnel was, the more bodies on the ground. They were wandering warriors who were just killed, and apparently they were fighting for something.

Without being governed by the light on the ground and the game rules, all horrible things could happen in the darkness.

Here, life was as cheap as dirt.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Suddenly

Wang Juefeng, the cynical man, walking ahead, grunted coldly, a bright sword light shot out from his waist, revolving around people like lightning.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, a series of thin and dense metal impact came from the air.

With his hair standing on end suddenly, Ding Hao felt an unprecedented sense of danger instantly that pervaded the whole body. He made a gesture of holding with his right hand in the void space; the rusted sword appeared in his hand. A little bit of invisible silver Icing Qi condensed into delicate snowflakes, rapidly embracing the whole body.

Li Lan beside him also responded.

A layer of light silver gleamed from an antique silver barcer he was wearing, enveloping him in it and full of a pure and holy aura.

Of the three nominal disciples, only Lu Pengfei stood stupidly, not knowing what had happened.

Ding Hao and Li Lan saw clearly, at the moment just now, countless ox-hair-like silver needles suddenly from all directions of the darkness like rain pear flower aspersed out, quietly, enveloped the five of them in it.

If it was not Wang Juefeng, the cynical teacher-in-chief who had discovered it, with his sword light stripe he had beaten down the silver needles, maybe this time, all the people would have been killed.

Damn, son of bitch of Falling Star Sect dares to conduct a sneak attack at me!

The cynical man, like an irritably enraged bear, and jumped to make a loud scolding. He held the long sword in the hand, the sword light all over the sky emerged into a long whale sucking water. Ding Hao halted slightly, chopped out backhand and entered the darkness like a glimmer of starlight.

At the same time, Ma Yifei, another third-generation master, disappeared where he was like a ghost and integrated himself into the darkness.

Boom!

The sword light of the cynical teacher-in-chief pierced the rock wall nearby, and the rock-falling echoed in the whole underground space like muffled thunder.

In this loud sound, Ding Hao and Li Lan had keenly captured the sound of a flash of hum and scream, and apparently the enemy hiding in the darkness was injured.

The next moment, before the two peoples response, they felt that everything before them became dark at the moment. Ma Yifei carrying a man in a black tight warrior uniform returned to the original place.

Other three ran away and I got one. Ma Yifei threw the man in black on the ground.

He deserved to be one of three master disciples of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. He and Wang Juefeng cooperated properly, so that their surprising posture was really an amazing flash in the panic.

This cooperation reflected the effectiveness of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect in testing its disciples. In case of sneak attack, the two did not feel panic, they