Underground palace.

In the room.

Hao Yingdang aimed at Ding Sanyuan's Tianling Gai and asked, "Do you have any last words to say?"

A hint of panic flashed through Ding Sanyuan's eyes, but he still calmed down and said, "Can I return my sword... to me?"

Hao Yingdang glanced at the Demon-Slaying Sword and said in confusion: "What do you want it to do? It's all about to die."

Ding Sanyuan smiled bitterly and said sincerely: "This sword is very important to me. Please!"

Hao Yingdang was suspicious and picked up the Demon-Slaying Sword and looked at it, asking Ding Sanyuan: "You don't want to have any bad thoughts, right?"

Ding Sanyuan raised his head with difficulty, showed Hao Yingdang's tied limbs, and said self-deprecatingly: "Look at me, I'm tied up like a hairy crab. Do you think I can have any other bad thoughts?"

When Hao Yingdang thought, that's right. This guy's limbs were firmly fixed on the stone bed, so it was impossible to break free.

"Before I died, I just made such a request. Wouldn't you be willing to agree to me?"

Ding Sanyuan said begging.

Hao Yingdang thought about it, put the Demon-Slaying Sword to Ding Sanyuan's right hand, and said, "Okay, I promise you, this sword will be buried with you!"

Ding Sanyuan stretched out his fingertips, gently touched the Demon-Slaying Sword, then nodded gratefully, and said, "Thank you! I'm dead without regrets."

Hao Yingdang raised his right palm again, gathered his strength, and aimed at Ding Sanyuan's Tianlinggu.

He knew that as long as he slapped this palm, Ding Sanyuan would never have a chance to survive.

He looked at Ding Sanyuan's face.

Ding Sanyuan stared at the ceiling of the hall with calmness and tranquility in his eyes, as if he was ready to welcome death.

His hands trembled slightly.

After all, it is really a lingering thing to be afraid of such a living life that will disappear under your palm in a blink of an eye.

"Do it, don't hesitate!"

Ding Sanyuan said.

Then slowly close your eyes and wait for the arrival of death.

Hao Yingdang nodded, and a ball of black spiritual power condensed from the palm of his right palm, and then slapped Ding Sanyuan's Tianling Gave...

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, the stone bed collapsed, the gravel rose into the air, and the entire underground palace trembled.

Hao Yingdang stood quietly, maintaining the posture of slapping it with one palm.

Since the stone bed had collapsed, Ding Sanyuan could not be seen.

However, a few drops of blood were slowly falling from Hao Yingdang's palm.

"Tick! Tick!"

The blood flowed faster and faster, and it seemed particularly frightening in the empty hall.

"Well……"

Hao Yingdang's body suddenly trembled, then took two steps back, his legs became weak, and he sat on the ground.

Then, he looked at his abdomen with shock.

A blood hole appeared in the abdomen, bleeding out.

Blood gathered on the bluestone ground and flowed, and soon dyed the surrounding area into a blood-red piece.

Hao Yingdang looked at the wound on his abdomen in surprise, showing an incredible expression, and murmured: "Impossible...Impossible..."

At this time, a rustling sound came from under the collapsed stone bed.

The gravel was lifted up, and a figure slowly stood up from the pile of stones.

The figure is very tall, tall and erect, and erect.

Hao Yingdang looked at it blankly, and then recognized the figure.

Ding Sanyuan!

That figure is Ding Sanyuan!

Ding Sanyuan stood up from the pile of stones, wiped off a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, showed a common smile, and then walked towards Hao Yingdang.

Hao Yingdang shook his head and murmured: "Impossible...Impossible..."

At this moment, the blood hole in his abdomen was already flowing into a river, and a large pool of blood overflowed everywhere on the ground.

Due to excessive blood loss, he turned pale and trembled all over, and he couldn't even stand up.

Ding Sanyuan walked up to him, squatted down, looked at him with a smile, then stretched out a finger, tapped his chest gently, and mocked, "Run, run quickly, I still want to chase you!"

Hao Yingdang struggled to support his upper body, looked up at Ding Sanyuan, his eyes full of confusion and confusion: "Why... will you be fine?"

Ding Sanyuan smiled faintly and said, "If I had died so easily, I would have been unable to get here long ago! The dangers I encountered along the way were ten times more difficult than yours. Haven't I even made it through?"

"But... you are obviously tied up..."

Hao Yingdang was still very dissatisfied. How could a person tied up like a hairy crab escape from his nose? He also gave himself a fatal blow. This made Hao Yingdang unable to understand.

Ding Sanyuan said with a smile: "A mere iron chain, do you think it can really tie me up? I'm just having fun with you."

"How did you... break free?"

"Hey, it seems that you still don't give up and insist on breaking the casserole and asking the end! Well, I'll tell you. Look, what is this?"

While speaking, Ding Sanyuan took an object from his waist and handed it to Hao Yingdang.

"sword?"

Hao Yingdang looked at the object in confusion.

"Yes, it's the sword! This sword is called the Demon-Slaying Sword!" Ding Sanyuan said, holding up the long sword, "This sword has been with me for a long time and has never left me."

Hao Yingdang was still puzzled: "Can this sword... save you?"

"Of course!"

Ding Sanyuan said confidently, "At that time, I asked you to return the Demon-Slaying Sword to me. You didn't feel suspicious and put the Demon-Slaying Sword to my right hand. Do you still remember?"

"Remember, but... you are tied..."

"Yes, I'm tied up, how could I pull out the Demon-Slaying Sword? Right?" Ding Sanyuan said proudly, "If you lose, you lose here, because I don't need to pull out the Demon-Slaying Sword!"

"Why?"

"The Demon-Slaying Sword is a peerless divine weapon, which is connected to my bloodline. I just need to touch it with my fingers and it will immediately awaken and become a flying sword that obeys my command."

"Flying Sword?"

"Yes! The sword in your abdomen is what I controlled the Demon-Slaying Sword to stab. How about it? You haven't even seen its trace, right?"

Hao Yingdang looked down at the wound on his abdomen and sighed, "Yes, I didn't see when it stabbed me, let alone how it helped you get out."

Ding Sanyuan smiled and picked up a piece of iron chain on the ground, saying, "These iron chains are not worth mentioning in front of the Demon-Slaying Sword."

As he said that, he used an iron chain to touch the blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"Swish!Swish!"

The chain was like noodles, and was instantly cut into several pieces by the Demon-Slaying Sword.

Hao Yingdang opened his eyes wide in shock.

Ding Sanyuan said: "I said it was very modest to cut iron like mud. In fact, it was simply cutting iron like nothing. These iron chains broke as soon as they touched, and they didn't need to use too much force at all!"

Hao Yingdang was speechless for a while. After a long time, he lay down dejectedly, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed: "I lost, completely lost! I lost to a peerless sword!"
Chapter completed!