Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Lin Zhi's voice reached Ding Hao's ears. Ding Hao, who was running wildly, had a flash of pain on his face. However, his footsteps did not stop for a moment. Even Lin Zhi's scolding could not shake his determination.

Neither of the two sides in the battle paid much attention to the young man who suddenly appeared. After all, a warrior at the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage could hardly have any great impact on the battle in front of him.

Two city guards at the first level of the Naqi Stage, with a disdainful sneer on their faces, turned quickly and rushed towards Ding Hao. The two thought that with their combined efforts, it would be easy to kill the "dying" young man in front of them.

The distance between the two sides quickly shortened. Ding Hao glanced at Lin Zhi in the encirclement and rushed towards the two city guards at the same speed.

When they were about four feet away from each other, Ding Hao's body was shaking from side to side. Zuo Feng, who was familiar with Ding Hao, knew very well that Ding Hao's specialty was "Drunken Fist". It was because of this skill that Ding Hao got the name "Drunken Fist Ding Hao".

Originally, when Ding Hao used this body technique, his body gave people the feeling of being drunk and swaying from side to side. At the same time, he would use this method to create a virtual clone. Zuo Feng learned this skill when he was still a young warrior. Later, he even used the wind attribute to speed up his movement and condense a physical clone.

As a result, Ding Hao in front of him, with the brown earth attribute light outside his body blooming, two clones have quickly condensed into shape. These two clones are not virtual shadows, but real entities.

But this is just the beginning. The three real figures are still shaking, and then each figure has two clones. Although the six clones that have been transformed again are just virtual shadows and not real entities, people who can distinguish them immediately need to have the mental strength of Zuo Feng.

The two city guards in front of them obviously do not have such ability. Therefore, in less than a breath, Ding Hao, who turned into nine, made the two city guards scalp numb.

But now it is too late to regret it. The two can only force themselves to be energetic and use their strongest martial arts. Unfortunately, when the two men attacked, they were surrounded by nine figures in front of them.

Ding Hao's weapon is a boxing glove, and his attack method is mainly close combat. In addition, Ding Hao's attribute is earth attribute, which is the type that excels in strength among all attributes, which is a perfect match for his close combat skills.

The two city guards didn't even distinguish which one was the real body and which one was the phantom, and countless fist shadows bloomed like fireworks in front of them.

At this moment, Ding Hao was wearing a pair of gray-white boxing gloves, which were made of monster bones. Not only are they extremely tough, but they can also perfectly combine the physical strength and spiritual power of the fists, and the destructive power can naturally be fully exerted.

"Bang bang..."

The sound of the body being hit hard came one after another. At first, it could be barely distinguished, but later the sound was completely connected, and only the intermittent sound of bones breaking could be barely heard from it.

Even the two sides on the battlefield were attracted by this sudden change. This young man who was not optimistic at first had such amazing means.

The six phantoms did not last long before they dissipated. These phantoms were originally used to confuse the opponent. Maintaining these phantoms was very exhausting for Ding Hao. When the martial arts of the two city guards fell on the phantoms and became ineffective, Ding Hao naturally did not need to spend any more effort to maintain them.

The phantoms disappeared and naturally revealed the figures of the two city guards. Although they were still barely standing at this time, their bodies were strangely twisted and deformed, like two trees growing crookedly. Their bodies did not bend according to normal joints, but were beaten by gravity and even their bones changed their original shape.

Seeing such a scene, two people in the city guards immediately received orders to rush out, and one person was also separated from Benxiao Pavilion. Now that the mission has reached a critical moment, they will never allow anyone to come and destroy it.

After killing two city guards in one breath, Ding Hao's breathing became very heavy. The "Drunken Fist Clone" method just now was powerful, but it also consumed him very seriously. But there was no fear on his face, and he had already rushed towards the enemy in front of him while swinging his fists.

While rushing forward quickly, Ding Hao's figure had once again transformed into a phantom, but this time, each of his three figures only had one clone, and this was his limit at this time.

On the other hand, the two city guards who rushed out first on the opposite side were obviously prepared. Before Ding Hao approached, the energy strands condensed by the spiritual weapon had been thrown out with the swing of the weapon.

The three phantoms that had just transformed were directly broken and disappeared when they came into contact with the energy strands. This phantom clone method, under the sudden sneak attack, is quite good, but if the opponent is prepared, it is not difficult to crack it, especially the two city guards in front of him, who have reached the third level of the Qi-gathering period.

Seeing the two city guards destroy the three clones, they directly fought with the physical clone condensed by Ding Hao. The long swords in the hands of the two men swung and collided with Ding Hao's pair of boxing gloves.

This immediately exposed Ding Hao's disadvantages. One is that Ding Hao's cultivation is much lower than the other party. Facing two people at the same time, two fists are no match for four hands. He only held on for a moment, and blood and mud splashed out.

Ding Hao's real body was attacked, and blood immediately flew. The other two physical clones, when attacked, immediately turned into pieces of sand and scattered. They were actually formed by condensing soil with earth-attributed spiritual energy.

Even the two city guards were shocked by such a method. This method of using spiritual energy to condense entities to form clones is an absolute secret skill. It is said that only the Sacrifice Soul Hall in the entire Ye Lin Empire has it.

Ding Hao was inevitably at a disadvantage in this fight, and even his life was in danger. The warrior of Benxiao Pavilion who fell behind seemed to be neither anxious nor slow, but in fact he had spotted the opportunity and planned to give Ding Hao a fatal blow.

Lin Zhi, who was far away, looked at this scene, and his whole face turned pale as paper in an instant. He almost screamed subconsciously: "Run, run, run quickly! You bastard, I don't need you to save me, go, go!"

It seemed that because of being too anxious, Lin Zhi's voice turned into a shrill and hoarse scream the moment he shouted. Later, the shouting had turned into a bitter plea.

After hearing Lin Zhi's voice, Ding Hao's body stiffened slightly, as if he understood something in an instant. There were tears in his tiger eyes, and a smile flashed across his bloody face.

When he just arrived, Lin Zhi angrily asked him to "get out", and Ding Hao thought that the other party deeply resented him. Although he was determined to save Lin Zhi, his heart was cold.

But now that his life was in danger, Lin Zhi showed her true feelings. Ding Hao immediately understood that the other party's "bad words" before were just not wanting him to risk his life to save himself.

Even though he was surrounded, Lin Zhi still saw Ding Hao clearly and saw the smile on his face. That smile was like a heavy blow, hitting Lin Zhi's heart, and then her tears burst out uncontrollably.

The two had no ability to communicate mentally, and in such a critical situation, they had no time to say anything more. But with just one look and one smile, they both understood each other's intentions.

At this moment, Ding Hao didn't care about his life or death. He just needed to know that Lin Zhi still had him in her heart and still cared about him. Knowing all this was enough, even if he was going to die next.

"No...!"

Lin Zhi almost used up all her strength and shouted from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time, tears had already blurred her eyes. She wanted to rush over regardless of everything, but the guards around her directly trapped her in it, leaving her no room for any gap.

The order they received was to protect Miss Lin Zhi at all costs, and they didn't care about Ding Hao's life or death. In the heavy encirclement of the enemy, Lin Zhi would be killed instantly if she left the guard circle one step, so no one dared to let him step out of the protection circle.

When Lin Zhi's eyes were blurred and she screamed miserably, a figure rushed out as fast as lightning in the dark night. Ding Hao punched out with two punches. He was going to resist the two knives on the opposite side. He could judge that after this blow, his two arms might be disabled.

But a blurry figure flashed before his eyes, and the two long swords in front of him instantly broke, as fragile as crystal. The two city guards showed horror in their eyes, and at the same time there was a trace of confusion. They did not see clearly what the figure that suddenly appeared was.

The two bodies were thrown up quickly, and when they were in the air, they had already turned into pieces, and the flesh and blood exploded and kept falling down. The Benxiao Pavilion warrior who was lurking behind, preparing to launch a fatal surprise attack while the two city guards crippled Ding Hao's arms, also felt the crisis of life and death at this time.

When the long swords in the hands of the two city guards broke, he had begun to frantically mobilize the spiritual energy and infuse it into his armor. With his strength close to the middle stage of Qi Na, it was still a bit difficult to launch the blood array beast alone, but he could not care so much between life and death.

A phantom of a monster that was about the same size as a normal monster had just condensed and was hit hard. The shadow quickly dissipated, and the armor on the chest of the warrior from Benxiao Pavilion was deeply dented. The man was flying backwards with blood splattering, and crashed into the crowd behind him.

The city guards and warriors from Benxiao Pavilion who were besieging Duobao Trading House looked over with horror at this moment.

Five feet away from Ding Hao, a golden monster slowly emerged. The aura lingering around it made everyone present, including Lin Zhi and others, slightly startled. The strength of a seventh-level peak monster was already at its peak in the city at this time.