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Chapter 780

Saying the truth is as follows.

As soon as the word "Hufeng" comes out, a whirring wind may turn into a tornado and fall from the sky, or turn into a spiral cold wind and rage forward.

Wherever Ding Ling passed, all the people and things that blocked the road were frozen, blown over, blown away, and broken.

The Hufeng Technique was used in Ding Ling's hands, and its power was absolutely not comparable to Zhang Liang's or others.

This is like the simplest Arhat Fist. Xiao Feng’s general comes out and ordinary people’s general comes out, and the effect is naturally very different.

Similarly.

When the Wind Wailing Technique falls into Ding Ling's hands, it can naturally exert its power to the extreme.

"Hufeng Technique!"

A clear shout suddenly sounded from the front.

Then Ding Ling saw the same tornado sweeping towards his direction with cold currents! Boom! The tornado and the storm that Ding Ling exhaled ran into each other in the air. After a stalemate for a while, they offset each other's invisible transformation!

Ding Ling looked sideways and saw a middle-aged man with a fairy-like Taoist bone with long beards, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword.

He is extraordinary and stands out from the crowd, and looks like a leader-level figure at the very moment.

Ding Ling was about to speak, but the person came first shouted:

"Who are you and why are you going to kill in our military camp?!"

"Who are you?"

"I am Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army!"

The person who came moved and walked against the wind. With a whirlwind, he arrived not far away in front of Ding Ling. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Ding Ling:

"Seeing that you are young and have no ghost energy on your body, but you can steer in my Yellow Turban Army. You must not be an ordinary person! Who are you?"

"You are a great wise teacher."

Ding Ling answered the question irrelevantly and continued to say to himself:

"Do you know why there are no Wang Mang, Liu Xiu, Bai Qi and others in this world? How did the Spirit Emperor Liu Hong disappear?"

Zhang Jiao's complexion changed slightly:

"You came for this?"

"It seems you know some clues."

Ding Ling said:

"Can you tell me the truth first?"

"dream!"

Before Zhang Jiao could speak, a tall man who was three points like Zhang Jiao came from a distance. He was more than four meters tall, and he was a little stronger than Zhang Liang. At this moment, the man looked furious and shouted in grief:

"Brother, it was him who killed the third brother!"

"It was your move!"

Zhang Jiao was like five thunder, his body, which was five meters tall, trembled, his face was blue and white, and for a while, he took a deep breath. His eyes, as big as a bowl, ejaculated and condensed and substantial anger:

"I can't spare you!"

The sound has not yet fallen.

boom!

Rumble!

Accompanied by the thunder explosion, the lightning flashed in the void and turned into a dragon and python-like form, swallowing Ding Ling with a lightning speed that was not as fast as possible!

At the same time.

Another four-meter-high man also launched a fierce attack on Ding Ling.

But he saw him slashing out a shocking sword light towards Ding Ling, which was a dream of spring and autumn breaking in Huangtian's Great Technique!

Compared to Zhang Liang, this man's sword technique is more sharp and perfect. With one sword, it seems that he can even break the years of spring and autumn. Waves emerged in the void, accompanied by those thunderous lightnings, and the sword light followed closely, but in an instant, Ding Ling was submerged.

“Huhu.”

The man gasped. Just now, the knife he slashed out with all his strength, almost exhausting all his soul power. After knowing that the other party was a master who could kill his third brother, the man did not dare to underestimate Ding Ling at all, and he just tried his best.

It's not just him.

Zhang Jiao also had the same idea.

"Brother, is he dead?"

The man was General Zhang Bao, the Earth Lord. Seeing Ding Ling being wrapped in the sword light, he couldn't help but ask in a thunder.

"Hmm? He, he wasn't dead."

Zhang Jiao was relieved and thought Ding Ling would undoubtedly die. After all, his thunder and lightning technique was the nemesis of ghosts and gods. Any ghost general who encountered this move would quickly collapse and melt away like ice and snow encountering the sun!

However, when he used the Taiping Art to perceive it carefully, he sensed an amazing and vigorous soul power. What this represents is self-evident.

"retreat!"

Zhang Jiao roared.

However, it was too late.

boom!

Ding Ling stepped on the sword light, holding the magic weapon and ghost sword in his hand, and his thoughts were swift! The ghost sword burst out into the air, and it was still in mid-air, just one and two, two and four, four and eight. In just a moment, a dense rain of swords turned into a rain.

Follow Ding Ling to the front.

Ten thousand swords fall like meteorites!

The speed is unparalleled! It is hard to see the naked eye of ordinary people!

clang clang clang!

Accompanied by a fierce clanging sound, the sound of Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao were pierced by the tall bodies by Wan Jian.

Of course they tried to resist.

But how could it be Ding Ling's opponent who used the "Breaking Magic Sword: Ten Thousand Swords Flying Flowing Flying Flowing Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying Flying F

Although there are not many methods to break the magic sword.

But every move is extremely powerful.

The sword river of the magic sword is enough to destroy everything with one move.

The flying flow of thousands of swords can instantly transform into ten thousand swords, shooting out like thunder, killing the opponent instantly!

This move focuses on fast, fast, fierce, tough, and fierce!

There is no way to stop, no way to avoid.

Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao are indeed very strong. Zhang Bao can even be compared with a broken-level master, but in the face of the true martial arts explanation, Wuque Sword Spirit blessed by the holy golden elixir is still not enough.

He was severely injured and fell to the ground in an instant.

[Received the D-level Achievement Medal: Shocking Zhang Jiao.]

[Received the D-level Achievement Medal: Shocking Zhang Bao.]

[Note: After the two died, their souls entered the underworld and had the supreme opportunity. Their strength has improved rapidly. In just over ten years, they have entered the realm of ghosts and gods!

They guarded the people and suppressed the north. They were unintentionally dominating the underworld. Otherwise, Dong Zhuo and Yuan Shao would not be the opponent at all!

They thought they would go on safely, and it was impossible for the undead to be their opponent, but your appearance completely broke their inherent cognition and three views!]

Zhang Bao's strength is at the peak of the Grandmaster.

Zhang Jiao is a broken primary class.

Both of them have D-level medals of achievement.

Zhang Liang was also a D-level before.

Along the way, I have won many medals of achievement.

This was something Ding Ling could not have imagined.

[Received the E-level Achievement Medal: Shocking Dong Zhuo.]

[Received the E-level Achievement Medal: Shocking Yuan Shao.]

...

Dong Zhuo and others also successfully won the medal of achievement.

It can be seen that the medal of achievement can be repeatedly brushed.

Just how many years will it take?

How many years will it take.

Ding Ling didn't know either.

But the historical plane should not exceed five years.

Ding Ling did not get the medal of achievement from Cao Mengde and others again, which shows that he must have been beaten by other players.

And Dong Zhuo and others are in the underworld, so players cannot enter, so they naturally cannot swim.

This makes it convenient for Ding Ling to brush it.

Along the way, he himself didn't remember how many medals of achievement that Ding Ling had won.

At least a few hundred pieces.

All I can say is.
Chapter completed!
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