Chapter 470: Dragon Slaying

This time Ding Ling came to kill Kublai Khan and extract his head.

Want to kill.

Just kill them blatantly!

The Mongolian army he wanted to kill was terrified!

Jiuzhou lost its voice after being killed.

This way.

Only then can he reshape the universe and recreate the world!

Or just to collect the world's secrets for my own use, so that the martial arts furnace can manifest faster!

call out!

Ding Ling was so fast that ordinary soldiers could not react at all. Even if they found Ding Ling's traces one moment, they could no longer catch Ding Ling's figure the next moment.

It once made them suspect that they were hallucinating!

It can be seen that Ding Ling is very fast.

Phew!

Ding Ling's Spiral Nine Shadows Light Kung Fu was brought to its extreme. Driven by the master-level Qi, Ding Lingruo was blown away by a gentle breeze. Unknowingly, he had already traveled five or six miles. Many soldiers spotted Ding Ling's figure along the way. ,trace.

But Ding Ling passed by in a flash.

Although it caused a lot of noise.

But it didn't cause much commotion.

Because only a small number of soldiers discovered him, even if these soldiers warned him, more soldiers, and even some generals, after careful inspection, found nothing unusual and dispersed without paying attention.

In the eyes of these generals.

This is the boundary where the Mongolian army is heavily stationed.

Who dares to break in?

Whoever wants to die!

How much can even a national master like Jinlun Dharma King, who they regard as the number one person in the world, be able to withstand the rain of arrows?

So the generals are very confident.

Of course, there were also some generals who were not reassured when they thought of a terrifying figure like Ding Ling, and led their soldiers to patrol around and check carefully.

In this slightly weird atmosphere.

brush!

Ding Ling stood in front of the Chinese army tent at the center of the military camp with a radius of more than ten miles.

This large tent covers an extremely large area. There are two rows of soldiers stationed at the entrance, and people patrolling from all directions are constantly coming and going.

One look at it and one knew that there must be a person of extremely high status living inside.

Ding Ling's sudden visit.

They were startled. Each of them held a weapon and shouted loudly:

"Who's coming?"

Ding Ling didn't answer, but took a long breath and struck out with a powerful move, "Ang!" There were bursts of dragon roars, and a dragon-shaped void flew out from the palm, like a divine dragon crossing the mortal world. The void swung its tail a few times, and with a roar, it knocked all the dozen or so soldiers in charge to the ground. .

The surging and surging palm power continued to move forward, knocking over a dozen more people.

The power of one palm!

So powerful!

It was like a god descending to earth. All the soldiers who witnessed this were shocked, with their hair standing on end and their pupils constricted! But he was scared to death.

A general was alert and roared:

"Shoot the arrow, shoot him to death!"

The soldiers reacted, bent their bows and arrows, and fired in Ding Ling's direction.

But Ding Ling had already activated the defensive Gang Qi shield of Jiuyang Divine Art. These arrows hit the Gang Qi shield, but they did not damage the Gang Qi shield at all!

When Ding Ling reaches the master level, unless a group of first-class masters shoot arrows at him, it is impossible to break his aura shield.

"Ha ha……"

Ding Ling laughed loudly, and activated the lion's roar. Amidst the shocking laughter, every soldier within a hundred meters was so shocked by the laughter that their eardrums burst, and they fell to the ground screaming!

boom!

Ding Ling suddenly stopped laughing, and struck the dragon out of the field with another palm. In an instant, the sound of dragon roars started again, and dragon-shaped shadows flew out from his palms, flying away and knocking away no less than a hundred soldiers blocking the way. With a final bang, the door of the Chinese army's tent was shattered, revealing the inner world.

But at the top of the Chinese army's tent, sitting at the top, was a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was not angry and intimidating, and was full of nobility and domineering.

This man looked like the dead warrior master killed by Ding Ling.

Needless to say. It must be Kublai Khan.

And on the left and right sides of the big account.

It was full of people.

They have different descriptions, but without exception, they all have extremely deep auras, and you can tell at a glance that they are martial arts masters.

These people at the moment.

Everyone, including Kublai Khan, looked at Ding Ling with horrified eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Protect the commander!"

Someone roared, leaped out, and ran towards Ding Ling:

"My lord, Xiaoxiangzi, who are you? Why did you break into our Mongolian army and disturb the commander-in-chief!"

Xiaoxiangzi looks like a zombie. He is holding a mourning stick and his hair is disheveled. He really looks like an impermanent ghost seeking his soul.

Ding Ling was not afraid at all and laughed:

"Well done!"

Where the sound falls.

Ding Ling moved his skills quickly, and when he activated the spiral nine shadows, his body split and rejoined in an instant, as if nine phantoms had appeared!

Each phantom slapped Xiaoxiangzi Dangxiong.

hold head high!

But it is the dense clouds and no rain in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

When the palm came out, the sky was full of palm shadows, and dragon-shaped shadows could be seen everywhere. Following the waves of thundering dragon roars, bang!

The palm shadows were printed on Xiaoxiangzi's body and weapons one after another.

Xiaoxiangzi mobilized all his inner strength, used what he had learned all his life, and tried his best to hit the mourning stick. However, he could not block Ding Ling's move. In less than half a round, he flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came in, and he was in mid-air. There was a loud bang, and it was blown apart by waves of powerful palm power!

Crackling!

Drops of blood rained down, and streaks of tangy blood flowed in the direction of Kublai Khan and his party along with the rolling wind from his palms.

Everyone was discolored and frightened to the extreme!

How strong is Xiaoxiangzi!

They knew it clearly.

And then?

In less than one round.

He was smashed to pieces by a pair of flesh palms!

What incredible palm power is this? !

"Run!"

A group of heroes who had rushed to Ding Ling and were about to join forces to attack and kill Ding Ling, shouting "I Yin Kexi (I Nimoxing...) will meet you."

All of them urgently "brake", then looked at each other, turned around and ran without hesitation!

Ding Ling is too strong! So strong that they lost the confidence to fight!

Whether it is Nimoxing or Yin Kexi, they are all daring people, and they are all fierce people who want to compete with King Jinlun for the position of national master!

They are not afraid of heaven or earth, not even King Jinlun.

There is no one in the world that they are afraid of.

It was the legendary Ding Ling. Because they had never witnessed his fighting power, they were also surprised and doubtful, but in the end, most of them were eager to try. People are like this. If they haven't seen something with their own eyes, they will have some doubts.

But now they saw a person who seemed to be more terrifying than the legendary Ding Ling.

A pair of flesh palms.

In less than one round! He broke the body of Xiao Xiangzi, a top-notch master!

Their fighting power is almost the same as Xiao Xiangzi!

What this means is self-evident!

"Marshal, run!"

Nimoxing still wanted to be the Mongolian national teacher, but he ran to Kublai Khan and wanted to run with him.