Chapter 778 General Ren Gong
"That's him!"
A Yellow Turban Army pointed at Ding Ling and said with a look of fear:
"General Ren Gong, he is the one who killed Marshal Zhang and Marshal He!"
‘A mere brat! ’
Zhang Liang looked sideways and couldn't believe it:
"How is that possible?!"
‘A villain would never dare to deceive General Ren Gong. If General Ren Gong doesn’t believe it, he can ask other people. ’
The ghost soldier said in fear.
"No need to ask."
Zhang Liang rode his horse as fast as ever. He did not stop. He pointed the spear in his hand at Ding Ling and shouted:
"A mere brat with no ghost energy in his body, but he can kill generals against the will of heaven. He must have used some kind of divine artifact! The effectiveness of the divine artifact must be limited. Charge me, and wait until he uses up his divine artifact. Energy, he is a lamb for us to slaughter!”
"Kill!"
Zhang Liang gave the order.
The ghost generals on his left and right all rushed out at high speed.
Jie Tian Yaksha He Man rushed the fastest. He was also three meters tall. He was tall and domineering to the extreme. He laughed and raised the iron rod in his hand. When he was about to approach Ding Ling, he raised the iron rod and pointed it towards Ding Ling. Smashed it hard.
"Take my stick!"
boom!
The stick was like a stick holding up the sky. Once it was smashed down, waves rippled in the void, and whirlwinds emerged out of thin air, rumbling and falling towards Ding Ling's head and face.
Ding Ling didn't even raise his eyebrows, he just waved the ghost sword in his hand.
Sonorous!
In the next moment, a river of swords arrived first and rushed towards the Sky-holding Stick. Not only did it instantly break and crush the giant stick, it also penetrated He Man's body and his mount in an instant.
Wow!
The sword river surged, and wherever it passed, all ghost horses, ghost soldiers, and ghost generals were destroyed.
The lava that rushed down from an erupting volcano covered the entire world, and no object or person was spared.
They all died in this ‘disaster’!
He Man, who was as strong as three meters tall, and a dozen ghost generals who were more than two meters tall were all crushed and destroyed in an instant!
"How is that possible?!"
Zhang Liang could see it clearly this time and couldn't help being surprised:
"It's obviously a new ghost!"
He looked at the ghost sword in Ding Ling's hand, and his eyes became hot:
"It must be the sword in his hand that is causing trouble. Rush to me and take the sword from his hand!"
"Kill!"
Although Huang Shao, Liu Pi and other generals were frightened to death, they still gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Ma Zhong was hiding deep in the military formation, far away, he bent his bow and arrow, and shot a three-foot shadow arrow towards Ding Ling!
Whoosh!
The shadow arrow was silent, and was shot out by the undead envoy Ma Zhong. This shadow arrow was even more unpredictable, sharp, strange, and extremely powerful. With a whistling sound, the shadow arrow pierced through the clouds and waves, and in an instant He flew in front of Ding Ling and was about to shoot Ding Ling. The sword light around Ding Ling flickered.
Crackling!
Three shadow arrows landed on Ding Ling's body, but they were like tofu hitting the body of the mountain. In an instant, everything from the arrowhead to the arrow body was quickly broken and destroyed.
"...!!!"
Ma Zhong was stunned and couldn't understand:
"If it's really a new ghost, how could he have such a strong body-protecting energy! He, he, could he have been dead for a long time?! But this is not right. I clearly remember that there was a Black Mountain Army who died a year ago Join the Northern Military Camp, and Ding Ling has already ascended! He is not dead, and is still thriving in the upper world! In this case, how can he be so strong as a new ghost?"
Ma Zhong couldn't figure it out.
But he said that he didn't dare to get close to Ding Ling, he just hid in the distance and fired cold arrows.
Sonorous!
Ding Ling walked forward casually.
A sword was swung out.
Sword rivers surged out, covering Liu Pi and others.
"ah!"
"No!"
…
In the screams, shouts, and roars.
These people were all swallowed up and destroyed by the sword river.
Ding Ling's sword domain covered the past, peeling off the ghost general's stream of consciousness.
[Maximum Level of Qingtian Stick Technique]
[Advanced Ghost Blade Forging Technique Full Level]
Ding Ling obtained more than a dozen good secret techniques.
Among them, the advanced ghost blade forging method combined with the advanced ghost blade condensation method instantly caused fundamental changes in the ghost sword in Ding Ling's hand.
Whoops!
The ghost auras of He Man, Liu Pi and others after their deaths were swallowed up and forged by the ghost sword.
The ghost sword becomes stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
becoming thinner and thinner.
The more it is forged, the thinner it becomes.
But the weight, texture, etc. are getting heavier and heavier.
It's like being compressed by a thousand layers.
The tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghosts that rushed towards him would be swallowed up by his ghost sword and refined until they were clean.
Ghost Sword once again reached a new level.
Upgraded to the primary level ghost blade of the divine weapon.
It’s reached the stage of divine weapons.
The ghost blade opens up, showing even more power! A random slash of the sword will increase the damage and destruction to the undead by more than ten times!
"good."
Ding Ling was quite satisfied and looked at Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang was also looking at him. His face went from rosy, to pale, to ashen at this moment. The dramatic change in his expression was evident:
"Who the hell are you?!"
Zhang Liang asked.
"Ding Ling."
"Ding Ling?"
Zhang Liang remembered:
"Could it be that he is the patron saint of the Wei Empire, King Yizi?! That alien Ding Ling who ascended to other worlds and became the king?"
"good."
"Are you dead?"
Zhang Liang asked in surprise.
"It doesn't matter whether I die or not."
Ding Ling sighed:
"I didn't want to be an enemy of the Great Sage Master, but what a pity, what a pity..."
He swung a sword at Zhang Liang.
"Ah!"
Zhang Liang was four meters tall, much stronger than He Man, and his mount Ghost Horse was as big as a small mountain. Seeing that he was being attacked, Zhang Liang's heart was alarmed, and the hairs on his body stood up uncontrollably at this moment, looking at the rushing sword river.
Zhang Liang had an extremely strong and clear feeling in his heart: he couldn't stop it!
"I don't believe it!"
Zhang Liang roared, and slashed towards Ding Ling's direction!
Huang Tian Dafa!
A dream of spring and autumn!
As soon as this knife came out, a dreamlike knife light wrapped in two strange spiral auras that seemed to be neither alive nor dead rushed towards the sword river.
Boom!
The sword and the knife light collided with each other quickly. The expected situation of meeting a good general and a chess master did not happen. In less than a moment, the knife light was broken by the sword river.
"Even Huang Tian Dafa was defeated!"
Zhang Liang was terrified and wide-eyed. Without hesitation, he jumped up, stepped on the void, turned around and flew away.
But he could see the absolute gap between him and Ding Ling.
Although he didn't know where the problem was, the fact was that if he continued to stalemate, he would definitely die.
And this time, his death would definitely be a death.
Zhang Liang didn't want to die, and he didn't dare to die!
Clatter!
The sword river fell from the sky like a galaxy waterfall, and in a crash, it submerged tens of thousands of ghost generals and ghost soldiers.
"Ah!"
"Run!"
