Ke Bineng's voice was stimulated by the fusion of energy, and rumbled, covering the entire audience, suppressing some of the screams of ghosts and wolves.
"Hahaha……"
Ding Ling rushed left and right, unstoppable, and killed so fast that he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, and laughed three times:
"Kebineng, you coward, you only know how to kill your own people! Come and fight with me if you have the guts!"
"snort!"
Kebineng didn't respond at all, he just shouted and urged the army to come forward:
"Anyone who dares to disobey orders will definitely be reported to the commander. Let him sentence you for killing the nine tribes!"
Kebi can blatantly threaten.
Some soldiers who were afraid of Ding Ling had no choice but to pick up their swords and guns and rush forward despite being frightened.
"Kill!"
"kill!"
Obviously Ding Ling is just one person.
If you include the little dragon girl who came after Ding Ling to protect her.
At most, it’s two people.
But it gave these soldiers a sense of powerlessness, helplessness, and incompetence in the face of tens of thousands of wolves and ferocious beasts!
Can't win!
Such an idea clearly crossed their minds!
Boom boom boom!
Especially when he saw Ding Ling swinging a giant hammer, wherever it passed, there was blood and blood, and everyone who was hit by the hammer was turned into minced meat!
Some were lucky enough to be hit on half of their body, but the result was that their body collapsed and shattered, killing them instantly.
The soldiers were even more distraught, their hands and feet were weak, and they wanted to run away.
But the sound of drums behind them kept urging them to move forward!
They could only line up, either holding broadswords or spears, and marching forward numbly step by step.
"Hoo ho!"
Ding Ling rushed forward like the wind. Xiao Longnu was closely guarding him from behind. Anyone who dared to sneak attack Ding Ling was shot by her with lightning speed. Poof! Penetrate the vital point and kill.
Too many people were killed.
The armor on Xiao Longnu's body was dyed red, and her eyes changed from overwhelmed and panicked to calm and stern. The transformation speed was beyond everyone's expectation.
It is clear.
Xiao Longnu has great potential. Once she adapts to the battlefield, she will be a heroine.
Boom boom boom!
Ding Ling moved forward all the way, heading straight to where the Chinese army's banner was, where Ke Bi Neng was sitting.
He charged too quickly.
With a drum and urn golden hammer in his hand, he unleashed the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique, and there was no enemy under his hand. Even some of the most powerful men in the world were killed by his hammer in just one strike.
So fierce.
Don't say that Ke Bin is capable.
Hai Dafu, Hong Antong and other people who had earlier questioned the end of Ding Ling's power were also horrified to see it, their scalps were numb, and their minds were in confusion for a while. They couldn't believe how there could be such an arrogant and lawless man in this world. people!
"This kind of lasting power is so strong."
Divine Sword Immortal Ape Mu Renqing also had a dull look on his face, unable to believe it:
"How can a mortal's staying power and endurance be so long! Moreover, the fighting power of the demon Ding Ling seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Not to mention that his strength is not exhausted, but he can still get stronger?! What kind of monster is this? ?!”
"It's so powerful."
Yuchi Gong's whole body was trembling. He didn't know whether it was fear, excitement, excitement, or confusion, shock, or horror:
"If I had stepped forward, I would probably have been beaten to death by his hammer! No wonder freaks like Li Yuanba would die in his hands. I bet this guy is even more monster than Li Yuanba!"
Yuchi Gong's eyes changed again and again when he looked at Ding Ling.
Looking at Ding Ling now is like looking at the devil in the abyss. The fear and panic in his eyes almost come out through his eyes!
He had heard about Li Yuanba's murder in other worlds.
I also thought about avenging Li Yuanba.
After all, Li Yuanba is his lord's close relative!
How can we just sit back and watch this kind of blood feud?
Therefore, when he ascended to the world of gods, aliens came to persuade and win him over, and drew him into Kebineng's camp, saying that they would work together to achieve magic and kill Ding Ling, so he agreed.
It is true that he lacks top-level magical skills. Hearing about the power of Jiuyang Divine Skill, he couldn't help but be moved.
A copy of the Nine Yin Manual attracted heroes from all over the world to scramble for it. The Nine-Yang Divine Art is no worse than the Nine-Yin Manual, and in some places it is even better!
How could Yuchi Gong ignore it? give up?
Moreover, this plan was related to killing Ding Ling, so he naturally agreed.
But looking at the situation now, there is a high probability that all the bald donkeys from the Shaolin Temple were defeated or died.
It is completely normal for him to have such thoughts.
Because Ding Ling is too powerful.
He looks like a martial arts star descending from the earth, and even more like a god of war sweeping across the border!
The journey is unstoppable and unstoppable.
"This guy, this, this..."
Ke Bi Neng couldn't help but swallowed dryly when he saw it. For the first time, he felt regret and annoyance deep in his heart. If he had known that Ding Ling was so powerful, he should have fled with the Nine Yang Divine Art instead of staying. Sit down!
So stupid!
But now that he is riding a tiger and can't get off, he is being targeted by Ding Ling and has no way of escaping.
If he escapes.
The army will definitely collapse at the first touch, disintegrate and disappear, and be completely defeated!
Then.
He is being targeted by Ding Ling. If no one consumes Ding Ling's energy and combat power, there is a high probability that he will be caught up and beaten to death by Ding Ling.
He had just seen Ding Ling's speed, it was too scary. Even if he rides a horse, he will never be able to outrun Ding Ling.
Thinking about this.
Ke Bi was annoyed, frightened, and regretful, so he could only force himself to calm down and continue to direct the army to attack Ding Ling.
He still doesn't believe it.
He clearly remembered what Zuo Ci told him, 'In our world, heaven and man can rely on the power and will of God. But this is not the case in other worlds. From this, it can be inferred that Ding Ling must have reached the realm of a land immortal and fallen to the level of a mortal. He is not an invincible person.
In other worlds, he would definitely be killed! '
Zuo Ci said it loud and clear.
In addition, he also believed in Ke Bineng and taught him all kinds of unique skills.
Ke Bineng naturally believed him.
But now facing Ding Ling, Ke Bineng wanted to yell at Zuo Ci, "I must have lost my mind, otherwise why would I have believed in this evil guy like you!" '
"drink!"
"ha!"
"Kill!"
"kill!"
Tens of thousands of troops, in formations, marched forward to kill and die.
Ding Ling fought until his back was numb.
But it is undeniable that with the non-stop all-out battle! Continuously operate the five major breathing methods and pure Yang true skills at full speed! His fusion strength is becoming more and more perfect, and he is becoming more and more comfortable in controlling it!
The proficiency of the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique has already been maxed out.
If the general rises up at this moment, there will really be no disadvantage.
Ding Ling's expression was indifferent, and he swung a drum, urn, and golden hammer. It was light and weightless, so the speed of his smashing was extremely fast, boom boom boom!
Smash it to the left and create an infinite phantom hammer, killing a large area with ease.
With a right hit, another phantom was thrown out. Each phantom was like a hill, falling down and instantly breaking people's muscles, bones, flesh and blood!
Crush people into clay!
A drum, urn, and golden hammer was like a world-destroying millstone. It rumbled and everything in its path was destroyed in the rain of blood.
Because the giant hammer swung so easily, Ding Ling seemed to swing it once every time, but in fact, he swung it no less than seven or eight times in the blink of an eye!
The hammer hit him once, but he hit it seven or eight times in the span of his breathing.
Such an infinite phantom hammer.
Who dares to block it?
Who can stop it?
Hit it later.
When these soldiers saw this, they were instinctively frightened and screamed.
