Chapter 400 Qiu Chuji
The young man is naturally talented and has a very high level of understanding.
Watch this battle now.
Thinking of the pain and unbearableness I have experienced in the past seventeen years, all kinds of emotions came to my heart in an instant, either sad, exciting, angry, warm, or uplifting... It really overturned the five-flavor bottle, with mixed emotions to the extreme!
But it is undeniable.
This battle.
Let him realize something clearly. In the face of absolute strength, all big sects, Quanzhen Sect, and Tiangang Beidou Formation are just paper!
"This man is much more powerful than Uncle Guo."
The young man saw a thousand waves rolling up in his heart:
"I don't know where this hero came from. It's really amazing, so powerful. What kind of hammering technique is this? With one hammer strike, it seems like the sky will be pierced through. It's so domineering. This is what a man is. You should learn martial arts!”
The young man clenched his fists and cheered loudly in his heart.
Comparing the martial arts he learned from his aunt every day to this, he looked too effeminate and unmanly!
This kind of hammering and body skills are even more heroic!
"This hero avenged me for the past. I have to find a way to invite him to my Tomb Sect as a guest!"
The young man thought this, but he couldn't take his eyes away, and he became more and more fascinated.
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boom!
Ding Ling brought down the hammer for the last time, and amidst the loud roar of "Hit the hammer, save the man", regardless of it, boom!
One hammer down.
Yin Zhiping was thrown out for more than ten feet, flying diagonally all the way, knocking over and knocking over a dozen people, and then he fell to the ground, but half of his body collapsed completely, and his chest did not rise. Astonishingly, there was only air coming in and no air coming out.
"You, you..."
A person flew out from one side.
This man was upright, with a resolute face, and gray hair on his temples. He looked to be about sixty or seventy years old, and he was holding a sword. At this moment, he was looking at Yin Zhiping with a sad face. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Ding Ling. :
"Beast, why are you killing innocent people in our Quanzhen Sect!"
"They wanted to kill me. So I killed them."
Ding Ling told the truth.
However, after the old Taoist priest was overcome with grief at this moment, he became furious, drew his sword, and charged towards Ding Ling:
"Okay, okay. Let me, Qiu Chuji, teach you your brilliant moves today!"
Clang, clang, clang!
He wields a sword with subtle changes, steady and solemn. Sometimes it comes and goes like lightning, sometimes it differentiates into nine sword shadows! The sword seems to be able to pierce the human body!
He advances and retreats like flowing clouds and flowing water, and has superb light skills. A sword is in his hand, just like his arm. He can hit wherever he points. It is like an antelope hanging its horns. It is extremely magical!
If ordinary people encounter this sword.
I'm afraid we can only retreat and find a plan.
But Ding Ling was not like that. He just took a step forward and put the drum, urn and golden hammer in front of him. Peng!
He blocked this brilliant move.
Then a hammer fell.
Boom!
Infinite phantom hammers fell densely out of the air, as if there were dozens of hills pressing down on Qiu Chuji at the same time!
Qiu Chuji was horrified. At this moment, he seemed to wake up. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and regretful, but he also hated himself for being too careless and stupid.
Knowing that the other party is so cruel and powerful, he actually tried to kill him by himself.
I simply don’t know what it means.
But it was too late for him to retreat now.
There is only a tiger roar.
He poured all his inner strength into the sharp sword and stabbed Ding Ling's eyes with the sword regardless of his own safety. It was obvious. He has the purpose of dying together.
How could Ding Ling do what he wished?
The right hand hammer hits out.
With a slight shake of his left hand, the Yitian Sword was unsheathed, clanging! The sword was shaken out and tilted, just in time to block the tip of Qiu Chuji's thrust.
But the drum, urn and golden hammer were also smashed down at this time.
Amidst the screams and roars of onlookers, and the sad voices of "beat the hammer to save others".
boom!
Qiu Chuji was knocked to the ground, half of his body collapsed, his eyes instantly turned from lively to ashes, but in an instant, he was crushed to death on the spot.
"...!!!"
The young man standing on the tree was dumbfounded and astonished!
In his eyes.
Qiu Chuji was already a god-like being, but now he was killed by this young man with a hammer. What kind of shocking power was this? ! What a wonderful martial art? !
The other disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were all filled with grief, anger, fear, and panic.
It's come to this.
Someone rushed out fiercely:
"Revenge for Taoist Qiu!"
Someone backed away.
The strong man was hit by Ding Ling's hammer a few times and fell to the ground, dying on the spot.
Ding Ling was so decisive in his killing.
But the whole place was shocked into silence.
"Evil thief!"
An old man in his sixties or seventies, who was slightly fatter, with an upright face and a free and easy look, flew out from one side. He happened to see this scene and couldn't help but became furious. He raised his head to the sky and roared, drew his sword and killed Ding Ling:
"Suffer death!"
Ding Ling frowned, moved his feet slightly, and the fused energy exploded, boom! He suddenly appeared in front of the blessed Taoist like a ghost and struck down with a hammer.
boom!
It hit the Taoist's sword, smashing it into three pieces on the spot. The hammer exploded with strength and fell suddenly, Peng! It hit the Taoist on the shoulder, not only smashing his shoulder on the spot, but also causing half of his body to sink.
"Senior Brother Hao!"
Someone screamed.
But she was an elderly female Taoist priest with a face as pale as paper and good looks.
She held the sword in hand and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by an old Taoist with a green beard and a Taoist spirit:
"Junior sister Sun, wait!"
"Big brother."
Junior Sister Sun glanced at the old Taoist priest, her body was shaking, and she didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger. She looked at Ding Ling with hatred on her face:
"He killed Senior Brother Qiu and Senior Brother Hao, we must take revenge."
"puff!"
What answered her was an unsheathed sword.
However, the Yitian Sword was thrown out by Ding Ling like electricity. In less than an instant, it hit Junior Sister Sun in the abdomen. Because the power attached to the Yitian Sword was too great, it actually shot Junior Sister Sun out ten times. After a few meters, it stopped until the nail hit a wall.
"Evil, evil thief..."
Junior Sister Sun looked at Ding Ling with shock and unwillingness, said a few words with difficulty, and then died.
The old Taoist priest looked at it with grief in his eyes. He held the hilt of his sword, thought about it, took a deep breath, and endured it again. He looked at Ding Ling:
‘This young hero, please stop committing murderous crimes! ’
He paused and said quickly:
"Have I offended you in any way? Our Quanzhen Sect is willing to compensate you!"
"Hand over all the martial arts secrets of your Quanzhen sect and I will leave now."
"Don't you think this is too much?"
The old man was furious.
"If I kill you, I can still search for those martial arts secrets."
