Chapter 397 Zhao Zhijing Dies! Quanzhen Swordsmanship Reaches the Highest Level

Boom!

The Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique was fully activated. With a loud bang, it seemed to turn into a Thor's Hammer that fell from the sky. It smashed forward with one hammer, boom!

It smashed all the sword lights that were rushing towards it.

"This?!"

The leading Taoist priest was shocked:

"This kind of hammer technique."

He was shocked and said loudly:

"Go! Go all out and strangle him! He is so young, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the level of Guo Jing's luck! Don't be afraid, go for it!"

Quanzhen Sect.

Tiangang Beidou Formation.

Guo Jing...

Names flashed through his mind.

Ding Ling understood.

The Taoist priests in front of him were most likely Zhao Zhijing, Yin Zhiping and others.

He didn't expect that he would fly here after ascending once.

And it also caused these Taoist priests to shout for killing, and didn't let him speak clearly.

Clang clang clang!

The Tiangang Beidou formation was fully activated, the sound of swords continued, and sword lights came and went in the void, interweaving into a net, covering Ding Ling's head!

"Good!"

The leading Taoist priest was delighted when he saw this, and he laughed loudly, and also joined the sword formation, taking the lead in stabbing Ding Ling. His moves were swift and fierce!

With the momentum of piercing and breaking everything, along with the sword lights, they rushed together and crashed into Ding Ling, as if to smash Ding Ling to pieces!

"What a vicious person, this is to kill me."

Ding Ling saw it clearly.

This leading Taoist priest had no mercy at all, and his moves were ruthless, and every move was life-threatening. In this case.

Then don't blame his men for being ruthless.

Ding Ling snorted coldly, and the energy of the breathing method and the true energy of the real skill merged and injected into the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Method, making the tightly grasped Lei Gu Weng Jin Hammer instantly become as light as nothing.

Ding Ling even felt that the Lei Gu Jing Jin Hammer seemed to possess a violent force that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

"This is the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique!"

Ding Ling shouted.

The Lei Gu Jing Jin Hammer smashed down heavily in front of him.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The invisible phantom hammer appeared in the void, turning into a dense and infinite mountain and smashing towards the sword formation, accompanied by a violent roar, crack!

The death gate of the sword formation was first hammered and cracked.

What is Ding Ling's current cultivation?

How can a sword formation composed of a group of third-rate and second-rate warriors withstand his Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique? !

He was really angry, and once he showed his power, even the most powerful death gate was the first to be hammered!

Ding Ling was in a dominant position and did not show mercy.

Since he had offended him to death, there was no reason for him to hold back.

Bang bang bang!

He activated the Lifting Technique, the Flying Swallow Technique, and with a Lei Gu Weng Jin Hammer in his hand, he charged left and right, defeating all who stood in his way. Wherever he passed, there was a bloody storm!

No one could defeat him.

Anyone who was hit by the Lei Gu Weng Jin Hammer did not even have time to scream, and turned into a pool of meat paste on the spot!

In the face of the horrified expression of the leading Taoist priest, Ding Ling swept the whole place like "riding the wind and waves", killing all the way in front of him, and smashed him on the head with a hammer.

"Ah!"

The leading Taoist priest could not help but scream:

"I am Zhao Zhijing, the first disciple of the third generation of Quanzhen Sect, you can't kill me!"

Zhao Zhijing? !

Ding Ling was slightly startled, and the speed of the hammer falling down was slightly slower.

Zhao Zhijing saw it clearly, and he suppressed his fear and said quickly:

"I am a disciple of Wang Chuyi, one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. I am also Wang Chuyi's senior disciple and the future leader of Quanzhen Sect. If you kill me, there will be no place for you in the future. Sir, you should think carefully before you act!"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling glanced at the whole place and saw that there were only a few Taoists left, and there were corpses and "broken mud" everywhere!

The magnificent hall was stained with a dirty and bloody color.

It has come to this.

Ding Ling was sure that he must be the mortal enemy of Quanzhen Sect.

Then is there any need to hold back?

Thinking of this.

While Zhao Zhijing was chattering, he casually smashed down with a hammer, boom! With a fierce gust of wind, Zhao Zhijing was smashed and flew dozens of feet away. He was still in the air, but he was already "ravaged" by a huge force and was no longer recognizable.

Snap!

After landing, he had turned into a pool of mud.

As long as he was not a fierce general who practiced physical training.

Anyone who dared to take a hammer from the Lei Gu Weng Jin Chui would end up like this.

"The Tiangang Beidou Formation is nothing more than this."

Ding Ling was shocked by the huge and vast momentum of the Tiangang Beidou Formation at first.

Now it seems.

It is really just a flower stand, which looks good and looks strong.

But Ding Ling also knew.

It's not that the Tiangang Beidou Formation is not strong.

It's that the group of people who set up the formation are too weak.

He glanced at the whole scene and found that some corpses whose half of the body was smashed had a corner of a suspected secret book in their arms.

He stepped forward and picked it up with his toes, and a secret book flew up.

Ding Ling grabbed it and flipped through it quickly.

In just a few breaths, he finished reading ten or a hundred lines at a glance.

A book immediately condensed in Ding Ling's library.

In an instant.

[Full level of Quanzhen Sword Technique]

[Strength +0.1]

[Agility +0.1]

[Constitution +0.1]

All kinds of essences, mysteries, and principles of Quanzhen Sword Technique surged in his mind.

And in an instant, it became an instinct and was engraved into Ding Ling's limbs, bones and meridians.

Ding Ling quickly learned this Quanzhen sword technique.

And successfully practiced it to the state of great perfection.

"It's actually a superior sword technique."

Ding Ling looked at the secret book in front of him and threw it into the storage bag.

He didn't expect to get a Quanzhen sword technique here.

And looking at the essence of this sword technique, it is indeed very amazing, but these Taoists, without exception, have not really exerted the power of this superior sword technique. Otherwise, Ding Ling would never have won so easily.

He glanced at the remaining Taoists. They were all scared and pale, some fell to the ground pretending to be dead, or were scared to incontinence and sat on the ground, or had pale faces and eyes rolling around, as if they wanted to run away.

But after being looked at by Ding Ling, they immediately followed suit and sat on the ground, showing their incompetence and showing that they were absolutely not hostile.

No one dared to move.

I was afraid that if I moved, I would be beaten down by Ding Ling. Beating down is not a big deal, but after being hit by a hammer, it is really hard to recognize who is who after death.

"Where did this murderer come from? He kills without blinking an eye!"

"Too scary! This kind of shocking hammer method has never been heard of in the martial arts world! Who is he?!"

"Zhao Zhijing is such a fool. He should have asked clearly before, but he didn't ask and directly attacked this murderer. How stupid is this!"

...

The remaining Taoists hated Zhao Zhijing to death.

They thought of Zhao Zhijing's earlier face against Guo Jing, which seemed to be the same, and it ended up in a big battle.

Now facing this peerless murderer, he is still like this.