Chapter 435: Final Kill
It was just one round.
Yuchi Gong was knocked out by Ding Ling along with his horse!
It was as easy as a mountain being pushed out and crushing an egg.
Yuchi Gong didn't have time to react at all, and was knocked out along with his horse, and then was crushed to death on the spot.
The only scene he saw before his death was Ding Ling's red eyes, laughing and holding up the giant hammer, smashing him madly!
As the dense shadows of the hammer fell.
He knew nothing.
But at the moment before his death, he knew that he must have been hammered into a pulp!
He knew that Lei Gu Weng Jin Hammer.
Li Yuanba used to hammer people into a pulp like this in the past!
Unexpectedly, time has changed.
He, Yuchi Gong, would actually die under this Lei Gu Weng Jin Hammer.
How ridiculous is this? What an irony? !
"If I hadn't gone against Ding Ling and didn't think about revenge, maybe I would have become a master as strong as Ding Ling one day?"
Yuchi Gong believed in his talent.
Because he had been learning the breathing method very smoothly, and later he ascended to learn the internal skills, which was also very smooth, without any stumbling.
Compared to ordinary people, it is more than a hundred times better?
With such a talent, as long as he studied hard, it was foreseeable that he would become a top master in time. I never thought that he would die here so cheaply.
"I hope Qin Qiong and others can be more rational and not avenge me and Li Yuanba! Otherwise, it would be too dangerous! Ding Ling is simply a human-shaped beast! Much more terrible than Li Yuanba."
Facing Li Yuanba.
He still had the strength to fight back.
Facing Ding Ling, he couldn't even block a hammer!
Too terrible.
Boom boom boom!
Ding Ling charged all the way and recognized Kebineng under the central army flag.
Fat Monk and others along the way were killed or flew away by his hammer, and their deaths were as worthless as Yuchi Gong.
Some masters from other worlds were so scared that they lost their minds and their souls were trembling!
They were no longer willing to obey Kebineng's command and fled in all directions!
Unlike Hai Dafu, who was controlled by Kebineng and could only let Kebineng command them, they were free. This time they only gathered because of the conspiracy of the Nine Yang Divine Art and the killing of Ding Ling.
Now Ding Ling cannot be killed.
They did not get the Nine Yang Divine Art.
But the most urgent task was to save their lives, so how could they think about the Nine Yang Divine Art that they had been thinking about? One by one, they ran away like rabbits, as if they were being chased by the god of death.
In the face of life and death.
Secret books are trivial!
If there was a hope of defeating Ding Ling.
They would not be so cowardly!
Ding Ling is really too scary.
Kill Mu Renqing with one punch, flatten Hong Antong with one hammer! Yuchi Gong, such a top-notch warrior, was hammered to death with his horse and his body!
These people are all top masters among them. They died so easily. If they face Ding Ling's Lei Gu Weng Jin Chui?
Can they block half a move?
It's chilling to think about it!
How dare they stay any longer?
Everyone wishes they could have two more legs so that they can leave this slaughterhouse as soon as possible!
That's right.
In their opinion.
This is the slaughterhouse. And Ding Ling is a butcher!
One person and a female general, not only killed thousands of soldiers, but also hammered to death masters one by one!
To this day.
Not only has his strength not decreased.
Instead, he seems to be getting crazier and crazier.
His strength is getting more and more terrifying, and his speed is getting faster and faster.
Many of them were easily caught up because they ran slowly, and were easily killed by a hammer.
They were so scared that they screamed.
Fortunately, Ding Ling's main target was Kebineng, and they were just incidental. Ding Ling did not chase them all the way, but rushed towards Kebineng like a broken bamboo, splitting the sea.
"This guy..."
"It's been so long, how can he still be so strong!"
Kebineng was so scared that his calves cramped.
He overestimated his own people.
He completely underestimated Ding Ling's endurance and combat effectiveness!
"Is this guy possessed by a demon now? Why is he getting crazier and crazier as he kills more and more?!"
Kebineng didn't dare to face Ding Ling again.
Because Ding Ling almost killed all the masters on his side.
The casualties of the 10,000 troops were probably no less than 9,000.
The remaining 1,000 people were also scared and fled wildly, and no matter how Kebineng threatened, intimidated, and scolded them, it was useless.
Obviously, morale has completely collapsed.
Ten thousand people were killed and only 1,000 people were left.
This is when the avalanche-like defeat began.
The quality of these 10,000 people is so high that it can be seen from this.
But even so, they still lost.
Kebi Neng was shocked, frightened, and trembling. He knew that he could not report to Kublai Khan.
The 10,000 troops he brought were the 10,000 absolutely elite troops of the Mongolian army!
He used these 10,000 elite troops to intimidate Shaolin Temple, which made it easier for him to steal the Nine Yang Divine Art, and he also used them to encircle and suppress Ding Ling.
But although he got the Nine Yang Divine Art.
The plan to encircle and suppress Ding Ling was completely bankrupt!
Kebi Neng gritted his teeth, touched the secret book in his arms, and then turned around and ran away without hesitation.
He had the secret books of the Nine Yang Divine Art, and buried a lot of great medicines and treasures in some places. As long as he was given time to practice, the Nine Yang Divine Art would be perfected in the future. Even if he couldn't beat Ding Ling, he would definitely be able to dominate the world!
Give up your bright future?
Go and fight Ding Ling?
No need.
Kebineng was very fast, but Ding Ling was even faster. Under the fusion of Qi, his figure was like lightning, with a drum hammer in front of him. As he charged forward, he knocked down and killed countless soldiers who blocked his way.
It was later.
As long as someone saw him running, they would quickly roll to the side, but no one dared to block Ding Ling's way forward.
"Hahaha..."
Ding Ling's eyes were still bloodshot, and he laughed and rushed towards Kebineng:
"Kebineng, don't even think about running!"
Kebineng rode his horse and ran for a thousand meters. When he saw Ding Ling getting closer and closer to him, he decisively abandoned his horse, used his light body skills, and fled up the mountain!
He ran very fast, like a gust of wind sweeping the ground.
But Ding Ling was faster. He was like teleporting, and in just a dozen breaths, he caught up with Kebineng.
"Ding Ling, you can't kill me!"
Kebbi Neng saw that there was no hope of escape, and he collapsed and shouted in despair:
"I am the commander of 10,000 people under Kublai Khan. If you kill me, Kublai Khan will not let you go!"
He had a premonition before.
If he ran away.
Ding Ling would definitely catch up with him easily.
But he really didn't expect that Ding Ling had been fighting for so long!
His ability was not weakened at all, and he still ran like thunder and lightning, incredibly fast!
Facing such a high speed.
Kebi Neng could only sigh helplessly!
But he couldn't just surrender, and while threatening, he took out a hidden weapon and shot it at Ding Ling.
It was the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle!
The exclusive hidden weapon of the Three Kingdoms Assassin Organization.
Kebi Neng can also do it, which shows that he must have been in this assassin organization before, and even studied how to make the Rain of Pear Blossom Needle, otherwise it would be impossible to reproduce this kind of magic weapon in the world of Condor Heroes.
But Ding Ling is wearing armor, and his skin defense is as tough as four or five layers of leather armor?
These hidden weapons shot in, and did not hurt him at all.
Instead, Ding Ling became more furious, with bloodshot eyes, and roared, boom!
The drum hammer fell heavily.
"No!"
Kebi Neng instinctively waved his sword to resist with all his strength, but how could he stop it?