boom!
The Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique was fully activated, and with a bang, it seemed to turn into a thunder hammer falling from the sky, and the hammer struck forward, boom!
Smash all the sword lights that are coming.
"this?!"
The Taoist priest was shocked:
"This is a hammering technique."
He was horrified and said loudly and inwardly:
"Go! Go all out and hang him! He is young and there is absolutely no way he can reach Guo Jing's level of creation! Don't be afraid, come on!"
Quanzhen religion.
Tiangang Beidou Formation.
Guo Jing...
One name after another crossed my mind.
Ding Ling understood.
The group of Taoist priests in front of them are most likely Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping.
He didn't expect that he would fly here after ascending.
Moreover, this group of Taoist priests shouted and killed, but they did not allow him to speak clearly.
Clang, clang, clang!
The Tiangang Beidou Formation was activated with all its strength, the clanging sound of swords continued, and the sword lights came and went in the void, intertwined into a network, and covered Ding Ling's head!
"good!"
Seeing this, the leading Taoist priest was delighted. He let out a long laugh and joined the sword formation, taking the lead in stabbing at Ding Ling. His attacks were swift and fierce!
With the momentum to pierce and break everything, along with the sword light, it rushed towards Ding Ling, as if it was going to smash Ding Ling to pieces!
"What a vicious person, he wants me to die."
Ding Ling could see clearly.
This leading Taoist priest has no mercy at all, his moves are ruthless, and his moves can kill people, that's why.
Then don't blame him for being ruthless.
Ding Ling snorted coldly, and the energy of the breathing method and the true energy of Zhen Gong merged and poured into the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique, making the drum, urn, and golden hammer that he held tightly become as light as nothing in an instant.
Ding Ling even felt that the drum, urn, and golden hammer seemed to have a violent force that could destroy the world.
"This is the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique!"
Ding Ling shouted loudly.
The drum, urn, and golden hammer hit the front heavily.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The invisible phantom giant hammer manifested in the void, turning into a dense and immeasurable hill and smashing towards the sword formation. Accompanied by a violent roar, Katcha!
The sword formation's death gate was hammered to pieces first.
Why should Ding Ling wait for repair now?
How could a mere sword formation composed of a group of third-rate and second-rate warriors be able to block his Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique? !
It really angered him. Once he showed his power, the most powerful place at the door of death was hammered to pieces first!
Ding Ling won't show mercy to others.
Since he was offended to death, there was no reason for him to hold back.
Bang bang bang!
He activated the Lifting Technique and Feiyan Kung, holding a golden hammer that beats a drum and an urn in his hand, and rushed left and right, invincible to those who stood in his way, and wherever he passed, there was a bloody storm!
"One Sword Dominates"
No one is his enemy.
Anyone who was hit by the drum, urn, and golden hammer would not even have time to scream, and would be turned into a puddle of flesh on the spot!
In the horrified expression of the leader, the Taoist priest, Ding Ling quickly swept through the whole place like he was riding the wind and waves, all the way to him, and hit him on the head with a hammer.
"ah!"
The leader, the Taoist priest, couldn't help shouting:
"I am Zhao Zhijing, the first disciple of the third generation of the Quanzhen Sect, you can't kill me!"
Zhao Zhijing? !
Ding Ling was slightly startled, and the hammer fell slightly slower.
Zhao Zhijing saw it clearly and hurriedly suppressed the fear in his heart and said quickly:
"I studied under Wang Chuyi, one of the Seven Quanzhen disciples. I am also Wang Chuyi's eldest disciple and the future leader of the Quanzhen sect. If you kill me, there will be no place for you in the world in the future. Your Excellency. , but you have to think carefully before taking action!"
"oh?"
Ding Ling glanced at the whole place and saw a hundred or so Taoist priests, but now surprisingly there were only a few left. There were corpses everywhere and 'mud' everywhere!
The magnificent hall was dyed with a dirty and bloody color.
It’s all here.
Ding Ling was sure that he must be the sworn enemy of the Quanzhen Sect.
Is it still necessary to keep it?
Think of this.
While Zhao Zhijing was chattering, he casually hit the hammer down, boom! Accompanied by the fierce wind, Zhao Zhijing was thrown ten feet away on the spot. He was still in mid-air, but was already 'ravaged' by a huge force and was transformed beyond recognition.
Snap!
After the person landed, he suddenly turned into a puddle of mud.
As long as he is not a strong general who trains his body.
Anyone who dares to take the beating of the drum, urn, and golden hammer will end up like this.
"Tiangang Beidou Formation, nothing more than that."
Ding Ling was initially shocked by the vast and vast rushing momentum of the Tiangang Beidou Formation.
It seems now.
It’s really just a showpiece, it looks good and strong.
But Ding Ling also knew.
It’s not that the Tiangang Beidou Formation is not strong.
But the group of people who arranged the formation were too weak.
He glanced at the whole place and found a corner of what appeared to be a secret book leaking out of the arms of some corpses whose bodies had been smashed in half.
He stepped forward and picked it up with his toes, and a secret book flew up.
Ding Ling grabbed it and quickly read through it.
In just a few breaths, he could read ten or hundreds of lines at a glance.
A book immediately condensed into Ding Ling's library.
In an instant.
[Full level of Quanzhen Swordsmanship]
[Strength +0.1]
[Agility +0.1]
[Physique +0.1]
All kinds of essences, mysteries, and truths about Quanzhen swordsmanship surged in my mind.
And in an instant, it turned into an instinct that was engraved into Ding Ling's limbs, bones and meridians.
Ding Ling quickly learned this Quanzhen sword technique.
And successfully reached the state of Dzogchen.
"It turns out to be an excellent swordsmanship."
Ding Ling looked at the secret book in front of him and threw it into his storage bag.
He didn't expect to get a complete book of swordsmanship here.
Moreover, looking at the essence of this sword technique, it is indeed extremely impressive. However, these Taoist priests, without exception, have not truly exerted the power of this superior sword technique. If not, Ding Ling would never have won so easily.
He glanced at the remaining Taoist priests. They were all so frightened that their faces turned pale, or they fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, or they were so frightened that they could not control themselves and slumped to the ground, or they were pale and their eyes were turning around, as if they were thinking of running away.
But when Ding Ling looked at him, he immediately followed suit and slumped to the ground, showing his incompetence and showing that he was absolutely not hostile.
No one dared to move.
I was afraid that Ding Ling would knock me over if I moved. It didn't matter if I hit him with a hammer. The problem was that after I was hit by a hammer, I really couldn't recognize who was who after death.
"A vicious man appears out of nowhere. He kills without blinking an eye!"
"It's too scary! This kind of shocking hammer technique has never been heard of in the martial arts world! Who is he?!"
"Idiot Zhao Zhijing. I should have asked clearly before, but I didn't even ask and directly attacked this murderer. How stupid is this!"
…
The remaining Taoist priests hated Zhao Zhijing to death.
They thought of Zhao Zhijing's earlier confrontation with Guo Jing, which seemed to be like this, and ended up leading to a big battle.
Now facing this peerless murderer, this is still the case.
