Chapter 169: Looking Down on the World (11/32)

Chapter 169: Pride in the Four Directions (1132)

She understood what Ding Ling wanted.

So after killing Liu Pi and others this time.

She immediately searched in the big tent and indeed found some good things.

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

After finding the things.

Ding Ling happened to come in and saw Ding Ling's encouraging eyes.

Diao Chan was very happy.

If it were someone else, she would not be so happy, but Ding Ling was different. She was his follower!

Being able to get his affirmation and praise made Diao Chan feel very accomplished and satisfied.

At this moment.

She even thought about whether she should find a suitable opportunity to discuss with her sisters after returning to teach Ding Ling the Rouyun sword technique.

After all, Ding Ling's martial arts talent was too terrible.

The stronger Ding Ling was, the safer they felt.

And knowing that Ding Ling was looking for secret books, how could they not give him gifts or support him?

"Let's go!"

Ding Ling wrapped up the spoils and carried them on his back.

Holding the Juque sword, he led the way and rushed out.

Anyone who dared to block his way along the way was chopped away by him at random.

The Human Emperor Sword Technique is most suitable for killing people in a wide space.

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

He went all the way, like breaking waves and splitting the flow, and no one could stop his attack.

Someone secretly shot cold arrows, but they were also blocked by Ding Ling at random.

"Shoot him!"

Someone still dared to stand up:

"We have many people, kill them and avenge the commander."

Ding Ling leaped and shot out more than two meters high. When he fell, his right foot hit a person's head. Under the huge force, he directly trampled the person and screamed, and his head cracked.

Ding Ling used the technique of lifting and leaping, flying over the eaves and walls, stepping on the heads of the Yellow Turban Army, and quickly flew in front of the Yellow Turban Army general who was shouting loudly.

When he swung his sword at Ding Ling in horror.

Ding Ling laughed loudly, and the Juque Sword shook, and the sword flowers condensed into a flower pattern.

Puff!

The Yellow Turban Army general's sword had not fallen yet, and his head had been swept by the sword of the Juque Sword, and a head flew into the sky.

A column of blood gushed out from his neck.

Ding Ling leaped, avoiding the splash of blood, and grabbed the general's head that fell in the air. His tiger eyes were full of majesty, and he looked around:

"If you don't want to die, you can stand up and try!"

Such scenes.

It can be said that it happened in a flash.

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

Their hair stood on end.

Some of the Yellow Turban generals who were afraid of death saw that Ding Ling was just as the legend said, taking the heads of generals in the midst of thousands of troops was as easy as taking something out of a bag!

How dare they show up again.

They just wanted to send Ding Ling and Diao Chan away as soon as possible.

"Haha..."

Ding Ling laughed, threw the head away casually, and said loudly:

"You are still sensible. Before I leave, I want to say a few words to you."

He activated his full-level acting skills, looking down on all directions, with a soaring spirit, and his voice was high-pitched and powerful, surging to the extreme:

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

He leaped to Diao Chan's side, pulled Diao Chan up, and ran away, waving a huge sword, the sword light was brilliant, and no one dared to stop him along the way:

"Get out of my way!"

He shouted violently.

Those who heard it were shocked and retreated violently.

Ding Ling laughed loudly, and in the slightly intoxicated and admiring eyes of Diao Chan, he pulled her and ran all the way to the bottom of the city wall. He used his body skills and stomped heavily on the ground, pulling Diao Chan into the air, stepped over the several-meter-high city wall, and came directly to the top of the city wall. Then, after a few leaps, he "flew" directly out of the city wall.

Such scenes.

Many players saw this and were amazed:

"My God. How did Ding Ling train? How come he is so tall now? It's like reading a martial arts novel!"

"Incredible. Is that graceful figure beside him Diao Chan? So strong! She is a heroine. I saw her in action with my own eyes. The generals of the Yellow Turban Army were like chickens in her hands, and they had no power to resist!"

"Shouldn't Ding Ling be the strongest? He is so domineering and so awesome!"

"..."

"Sorry, I accidentally said something quintessentially Chinese. In fact, apart from these two words, I can't think of any other words to describe my shock! I can only say that Ding Ling really lived out the image of a hero in my imagination!"

...

Players are like this.

The natives were even more shocked. They looked at each other and could clearly see the helplessness, bewilderment and fear in each other's eyes...

"All the generals are dead. What should we do?"

"I heard that General He, the Sky-Severing Yaksha, should arrive soon. Let's go to him then."

"This is the only way. If there is no other way, we will join the army. But we are from the Yellow Turban Army, and we don't know if the regular army will accept us?"

...

Some Yellow Turbans are worried about their future.

Some Yellow Turbans have not recovered from what just happened:

"Ding Ling broke into our army alone, killed so many of our generals, and was able to leave calmly. This, this, is too strong! He is stronger than the rumors say!"

"If you meet him in the future, you should retreat!"

...

[Achievement Medal: Shocking the Yellow Turban Army. ]

[Note: Your actions completely shocked the Yellow Turban Army! They will definitely sing your name! Your name as the God of War will definitely spread wider and farther! ]

Ding Ling heard the prompt sound.

Glancing at the character panel.

[3: You must let your name as the God of War resound throughout the plane world. 10%/100%.]

It was 5% before.

After this period of fermentation.

The incident in Wancheng has spread to many places.

Ding Ling's reputation is getting louder and louder.

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

It rose to 9% not long ago.

It hardly moved.

And just after leaving the Yellow Turban Army camp.

It seems to have risen to 10% immediately.

And judging from the situation, there is still room for growth.

Maybe it will rise more soon.

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded secretly.

When he learned the method of restraint.

When he defeated the strongest person in the plane, if he completed the relevant tasks.

He might not have to join a vassal.

At that time, it might not be a bad idea to go directly to a higher level world.

As for how to do it.

We have to wait until we take that step.

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

"How is it?"

Zhao Yun rode out and asked.

"It went well."

Diao Chan replied crisply.

Zhao Yun felt relieved and regretful.