"I think my martial arts must be better than yours."
Ding Ling raised his palm fiercely and struck Tian Boguang with one palm.
"Hahaha……"
Tian Boguang looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound reverberating in all directions:
"Okay, okay, let me see what skills you have!"
The sound has not yet landed.
Tian Boguang's eyes flashed with a stern look, his hand shot out like lightning, and he grabbed the handle of the knife with a clang!
The blade of the sword was unsheathed, turned into a sword, and slashed hard towards Ding Ling's palm!
This sword is as fast and powerful as light, and its attack is like a waterfall crashing into the world.
If one is hit, it might be hit.
Ding Ling's hand will definitely be scrapped.
The nun seemed to see what was going on and couldn't help but exclaimed, 'Be careful! '
Lin Pingzhi's heart trembled when he saw it, and he was a little worried.
The nearby spectators, travelers and guests upstairs could not help but look sideways.
Bang bang!
Ding Ling's palms were flying like a forest, and every palm fell down, as if a big mountain was suppressing it and moving towards the earth. This remote palm force was extremely clever and swift!
He was able to attack Tian Boguang from incredible angles every time.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged no less than ten moves!
With every move, the shadow of the palm collided with the blade of the sword, making a loud "Peng" sound.
After ten moves.
Ding Ling was as motionless as a mountain.
However, Tian Boguang was so shocked that his palms went numb. He couldn't help but fly out, took a few steps back, and looked at Ding Ling with a solemn expression:
"Who are you? What kind of palm technique did you just use? Why is it so powerful?!"
"hehe."
Ding Ling chuckled and pulled out the giant sword from behind, pointing directly at Tian Boguang:
"If you want to know who I am, wait until I defeat you. I will tell you!"
Ding Ling is not what he used to be.
After some improvement in strength.
He is now far better than when he fought with Yu Canghai, and his fight with Bai Wushuang has greatly boosted his confidence. Although he cannot sweep the world, there are definitely not many people who want to stop him.
Now that the silver thief Tian Boguang is in front of him, how can Ding Ling hold back?
Don’t wait for Tian Boguang’s reply right now.
Dawn Swordsmanship!
Qingshuang swordsmanship!
Moon Shadow Sword Technique!
Songfeng swordsmanship!
All kinds of strange and wonderful sword techniques are at the fingertips of Ding Ling. Every move and every sword move is mastered by Ding Ling.
But I saw the flower sword picture flashing through the void, and when I looked again, it seemed like a crescent moon was falling into the world.
Tian Boguang was shocked and wanted to run away, but he was reluctant to leave the nun who stayed in the inn and the medicine brewed in the kitchen. More importantly, Ding Ling's sword was pointed directly at his vital door. If he ran away with Ding Ling on his back, he would probably He will be stabbed in the vital part and die on the spot.
Thinking about this.
Tian Boguang shouted loudly, summoned up all his internal strength, poured it into the blade, and the wielder of the violent wind sword technique came forward. The sword was as fast as a thunderbolt, carrying the endless wind, and slashed towards Ding Ling's head.
Sonorous!
Clang, clang, clang!
One sword, one sword, and soon they were fighting!
Both weapons were so fast that they could not clearly see the blades and blades. Even those with high skills were dazzled for a moment. Those with less skills couldn't help but feel bored and want to vomit if they looked at them more.
Clang, clang, clang!
The two weapons clashed together, and the inn was filled with clanging sounds!
High on the second floor, there was an elegant middle-aged man and a beautiful girl like a jade, watching the battle with bright eyes.
He looked into it.
But when he saw a sword that was as erratic as an immortal, sometimes it seemed like a ghost prison had fallen on the world, and sometimes it seemed like a prairie fire was burning in the dark, he couldn't help but be shaken secretly, just because he saw that Ding Ling's swordsmanship seemed to contain battlefield killings. Spear skills, and each of them has been cultivated to the stage of instinct.
"First Evolution"
'It's amazing. '
He admired in his heart.
The girl on one side couldn't understand.
He saw sword shadows all over the sky and sword flashes. In just a moment, Tian Boguang had several of his fingers cut off by Ding Ling's sword, and the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground.
He couldn't help but stood up happily and cheered loudly.
Girls don’t know what it’s like to be sad,
She just knew that Tian Boguang was a famous silver thief. If someone eliminated this silver thief, how could she not applaud him?
The onlookers on the left and right all changed their minds, and for the first time they began to really look at the young man Ding Ling.
Ding Ling did not care about travelers and guests from all over the world. Instead, he whirled his sword and landed on Tian Boguang's neck, saying indifferently:
"Where is the great medicine?"
Uncle Tian looked ashen-faced and looked at Ding Ling in shock.
Just because his sharp sword couldn't keep up with Ding Ling's, he was completely crushed!
There is someone in this world who is faster than his sword!
And he is still a young man who is so much younger than him.
His heart was momentarily occupied by frustration, annoyance, and despair, and he forgot the pain of having his fingers connected to his heart.
Wait until you hear Ding Ling's voice.
He seemed to come to his senses, and for a moment, he couldn't help but gasp in pain.
He looked at the severed fingers, his face was extremely defeated, and he smiled bitterly:
"One-third of the medicine is boiled in the kitchen. The other two-thirds are hidden in my package. The package is..."
He didn't hide anything and told the truth.
Ding Ling motioned to the helmsman to take a look.
The helmsman was stunned for a moment, then turned around and hurried away. At this moment, he followed Ding Ling's words like an imperial edict. He did not expect that the famous Tian Boguang, who travels alone thousands of miles, would be easily defeated by Ding Ling! too strong!
Not long after.
The helmsman hurriedly turned back and already had an extra package in his hand.
There are many great medicines hidden in it.
Ding Ling breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the medicine is there. As for the one third that is still cooking, take it back and use it the same way.
"No, I don't know your surname."
Tian Boguang endured the severe pain and asked.
"Ding Ling."
"Ding Ling?!"
Tian Boguang was a little confused:
"What a familiar name."
It seems that he must have heard something about Ding Ling from some players, but his focus is not on this, but on the nun, so it is normal for him to be unable to remember Ding Ling for a while.
He just said:
"Now that the medicine has been returned, I was also injured by you. Can this be written off in one stroke?"
"You think so."
Ding Ling drew his sword fiercely.
Sonorous!
A sword slashed across Tian Boguang's crotch!
Look again.
Tian Boguang's lower body was already bleeding.
He seemed to sense something and couldn't help but cry.
"hiss!"
The onlookers, especially the men, instinctively covered their lower parts and took a breath as if they were feeling the same.
"Don't you think it's too much for you to be so aggressive?"
A high-pitched voice suddenly came from the entrance of the corridor.
The nun trembled and looked over following the sound. When she saw a carefree and uninhibited figure, she couldn't help but blurt out:
"Brother Linghu!"
"Yilin."
Brother Linghu held a sharp sword and smiled at the nun:
"As long as you're okay."
Yi Lin lowered her head slightly with a shy expression.
But soon.
She seemed to have thought of something again, and looked at Ding Ling involuntarily.
This handsome man suddenly appeared.
