Chapter 169

He understood what Ding Ling wanted.

So this time after killing Liu Pi and others.

She immediately searched in the big tent, and sure enough, she found some good things.

These things were all found from the bodies of Liu Pi, Huang Shao, He Yi and other generals. Diao Chan's eyes were sharp, and she could tell the approximate location of the treasure at a glance, so she touched the corpse very quickly.

After you find something.

Ding Ling just came in and saw Ding Ling's encouraging eyes.

Diao Chan was overjoyed.

If others were like this, she would not be so happy, but Ding Ling is different, she is his follower!
Getting his affirmation and praise gave Diao Chan a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

at this moment.

She even wondered if she should find a suitable opportunity to discuss with her sisters after she went back, and teach Ding Ling the Rouyun saber technique and so on.

After all, Ding Ling's martial arts talent is too terrifying.

The stronger Ding Ling was, the more secure they felt.

And knowing that Ding Ling was searching for cheat books, how could they not give them away or support them?
"go!"

Ding Ling wrapped up the booty casually and carried it on his back.

Holding the giant sword in his hand, he took the lead and rushed out.

Anyone who dared to block the way along the way was knocked away by him with a random blow.

Renhuang swordsmanship is most suitable for killing people in a spacious place.

Ding Ling laughed loudly and ran past the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

All the way, as if breaking through the waves, no one can block his blow.

Someone secretly shot a cold shot, but Ding Ling blocked it casually.

"Shoot the arrow and shoot him dead!"

There are still people who dare to stand up:
"We have a lot of people, kill them to avenge the Marshal."

Ding Ling made a leap, and shot out more than two meters high. When he fell, his right foot hit a person's head.

Ding Ling launched the lifting vertical technique, flying over the eaves and walking over the wall, stepped on the heads of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and quickly flew in front of the loudly shouting Yellow Turban Army generals.

When he slashed at Ding Ling with his knife in shock.

Ding Ling let out a long laugh, and with a flick of the Juque sword, the flowers of the sword condensed into a pattern of flowers.

puff!
Before the sword of the general of the Yellow Turban Army fell, the head of the Juque Sword had already been swept away, and a head flew into the sky.

A column of blood flew out from the neck.

Ding Ling made a leap, avoiding the splash of blood, grabbed the head of the general who fell in mid-air, and scanned all directions with fierce eyes:
"If you don't want to die, you can stand up and try!"

Such a scene.

It can be said that it happened between the electric light and the flint.

Many people didn't react, and the general died.

Their hairs stood on end.

Some generals of the Yellow Turban Army, who were afraid of death, saw that Ding Ling was indeed like a legend, and taking the head of a general from among thousands of troops was like picking something out of a bag!

How dare you stand up again.

He just wanted to send away the two gods of plague, Ding Ling and Diao Chan, as soon as possible.

"Ha ha……"

Ding Ling laughed, threw his head casually, and said loudly:
"It's still interesting for you. Before I leave, I want to say a few words to you."

He activated his full-level acting skills, looked down on all directions, overflowing with cloud-like aura, and his voice was high-pitched, powerful, and extremely surging:

"I know there must be spies from the Yuan family among you. Go back and tell the suzerain of the Yuan family that if you still want to sleep peacefully and don't want to be decapitated suddenly in the middle of the night, you can continue to issue a reward order to kill me."

He leaped to Diao Chan's side, pulled Diao Chan up, and galloped away. A giant Que sword was dancing, and the sword was shining brightly. No one dared to stop him along the way:

"Get out of the way!"

A loud drink.

Those who heard it were shocked and retreated violently.

Ding Ling smiled, and under Diao Chan's slightly fascinated and adoring eyes, he pulled her and ran all the way to the city wall. He worked his body, stomped the ground heavily, and pulled Diao Chan into the air, taking several steps. The city wall, which was ten feet high, came directly to the top of the city wall, and after a few crossings, it 'flyed' straight out of the city wall.

Such a scene.

Seen in the eyes of many players, they couldn't help but be shocked, speechless:

"My God. How did this guy Ding Ling practice! How come he is so high now, it's like reading a martial arts novel!"

"It's terrible. Is that graceful figure beside him Diao Chan? She's so strong! She's a heroine. I saw her make a move with my own eyes. In her hands, ordinary generals of the Yellow Turban Army are like chickens. They are helpless." force!"

"Shouldn't Ding Ling be the strongest? He's really too domineering, too crap!"

"..."

"I'm sorry, I accidentally went abroad. Apart from these two words, I can't think of any other words to describe the shock in my heart! I can only say that Ding Ling really lived out my imagination. The appearance of a hero!"

……

Players do.

The natives were even more shocked and couldn't help themselves. Looking at each other, they could clearly see the bewilderment, bewilderment, and fear in each other's eyes...

"The commander-in-chief is dead. What should we do?"

"I heard that Jietian Yasha He Dashuai should come soon, when the time comes, let's go to him."

"That's the only way to go. There is really no other way, so I went to join the army. It's just that we are from the Yellow Turban Army, and I don't know if the regular army will accept us?"

……

Some Yellow Turbans worry about their future.

There are Yellow Turbans who haven't recovered from everything that just happened:

"Ding Ling broke into our army alone, killed so many of our generals and still left in a calm manner. This, this, is too strong! He is stronger than the rumors!"

"When you meet him in the future, stay away from him!"

……

[Achievement Medal: Megatron Yellow Turban Army. 】

[Note: You's actions completely deterred the Yellow Turban Army!They will surely sing your name!Your name of God of War will definitely spread wider and farther! 】

Ding Ling heard the notification tone.

Glanced at the character panel.

[3: You must let the name of your god of war resound throughout the entire plane world. 10%/100%.】

It was 5% before.

After this period of fermentation.

The Wancheng matter has spread to many realms.

Ding Ling's reputation is getting louder and louder.

The progress bar for the name of God of War has been soaring these days.

Not long ago it rose to 9%.

It barely moves.

And just out of the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

It seems to have risen to 10% immediately.

And looking at the situation, there is still room for growth.

Maybe it will rise even more soon.

Ding Ling raised his brows slightly and nodded secretly.

Wait until he learns the method of restraint.

When defeating the strongest in the plane, if the relevant tasks are completed.

He may not have to join a party of princes.

At that time, it is not impossible to go directly to a higher level of the world.

As for how to do it.

We have to wait until we take that step.

After all, with the continuous change of strength, Ding Ling's mentality and planning are also constantly changing.

"How about it?"

Zhao Yun rode out and asked.

"smoothly."

Diao Chan snapped back.

While Zhao Yun was relaxed, he also felt regretful.

(End of this chapter)

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