Ding Ling swung his hamr down as if it could crush the Celestial Palace! Hong Antong saw it and couldn’t help but feel his liver and gall split apart, imdiately shouting, ’Help !’
The long spear in his hand shook continuously, stabbing towards Ding Ling’s vital spot like lightning.
It was obvious.
He shared Hai Dafu’s idea.
Couldn’t defeat Ding Ling, then perish together!
Besides, he didn’t believe Ding Ling could still be at his peak now, after all, Ding Ling was only human!
"Divine Dragon Eight Techniques!"
Hong Antong’s spear moved like a dragon, at tis resembling a divine dragon spewing pearls, at tis like a flood dragon overturning the sea, deploying with viciousness and ferocity to the extre.
A burst of vigorous Qi pierced the void, making crackling sounds.
This was Hong Antong’s ultimate spear, combining all his lifelong learning, his Breathing Technique’s Qi, and Inner Power’s Inner Strength.
This spear was perfected to the finest detail; it was impossible to replicate such a spear again in the short term.
He pinned high hopes on this spear.
However.
Bang!
Ding Ling used his Golden Swan Skill to spin away, dodging this strike, then swung another heavy hamr down, this strike swift as thunder, like a surging wave sweeping over a small boat, giving a suffocating and oppressive feeling that it could capsize any mont.
Hong Antong barely managed a furious roar of instinct, again thrusting his spear, disregarding his life. This spear also was extrely miraculous, but Ding Ling no longer dodged, choosing instead to et it head-on.
A loud bang was heard, the Drumming Golden Hamr clashed heavily with the opponent’s spear; the hamr, as heavy as Mount Tai, crushed it like a dirt mound, with a crunching sound, breaking the spear and not only that, the hamr’s force surged out, sending Hong Antong flying over three ters, knocking over the approaching Fat Monk.
Ding Ling seized the mont.
Striding forward.
He swung the Drumming Golden Hamr towards the soldiers charging from left and right.
With each swing a sure kill, crushing a vast number!
Like a true dragon crushing mortals, it was truly overwhelming and unstoppable.
In just a mont, Ding Ling caught up to Hong Antong, swinging his hamr down towards his head.
"Ding Ling!"
Soone shouted:
"You’ve fallen too deep into madness, stop creating more bloodshed."
It was Divine Sword Immortal Ape Mu Renqing rushing in, striking a palm towards Ding Ling’s back.
His palm gathered his entire Primordial Skill strength, fused with Breathing Technique’s Qi; when it was released, it felt like it could overturn the heavens, sink into the earth, its might unparalleled, fierce beyond asure!
This palm was the Primordial Palm, perfected into mastery, fused with Qi, exploding trendously, shattering mountains: not difficult.
He leapt from the rear, aiming to severely wound Ding Ling with his palm.
Little Dragon Girl frowned like a sword, intending to throw her spear to aid Ding Ling without thinking.
But then, in a flash.
Ding Ling, having chewed many Great dicines, raised his physique, agility nearly to 50 points, his reaction astonishing.
With just a sidestep in the air, one hand continued swinging the Drumming Golden Hamr at Hong Antong, the other hand ford a fist, blasting towards Mu Renqing’s palm.
Great Demon Subduing Fist!
The fist was bold, swift, grand, and majestic to the utmost, gathering Ding Ling’s explosive Qi, striking out with it; faintly, a Buddha Light appeared, like the Furious Vajra gazing down at mortals, forming a punch to strike the characters going against Buddha.
This was the Soul Transfer Technique, rging with Buddha Qi, producing the effect.
Enough to cause a montary daze.
In just that mont, bang!
The Great Demon Subduing Fist and Primordial Palm collided and adhered to each other, followed by a booming sound, a split of palm and fist!
Ding Ling stood firm like a mountain, in contrast, Mu Renqing seed struck by lightning, blasted to suspend several ters in the air, unable to contain himself from spitting forth several blood arrows.
Seeing his arms limp.
Clearly, the palm and fist clash cost him dearly, his arm was surely crushed by Ding Ling’s Great Demon Subduing Fist!
Bang!
He fell heavily to the ground, already severely wounded, adding injury to injury, couldn’t suppress a dry cough, spitting several mouthfuls of thick blood!
"So, so powerful..."
Mu Renqing clearly felt an extrely strong Qi from Ding Ling’s punch, blasting straight into his inner organs!
Tearing his organs apart.
He was already dying, couldn’t live long.
"Never expected that I, Mu Renqing, would die in this Otherworld! Had I known, why did I ascend?!"
His expression showed pain and regret, utterly unhidden:
"Just pity my pupil, with gone, how will he navigate the mortal world with no shelter, having a hard ti."
His eyes grew increasingly hazy, watching Ding Ling’s giant hamr sweeping the vicinity.
Seeing Hong Antong hamred flat on the ground, his body crushed beyond recognition couldn’t be identified.
Mu Renqing was terrified, suddenly experiencing a flash of lucidity before death, seeing it clearer.
Fat Monk, Yuchi Gong...
One expert after another, miserably falling under Ding Ling’s giant hamr.
No one was Ding Ling’s match.
He was terrifying, like a true dragon rampaging the world, more like a wild beast dominating the battlefield!
How could these mortals be opponents?!
The disparity was colossal!
Clearly, he reached the Half-Step Innate Realm.
But compared to Ding Ling, it was like a vast gulf!
Not a match at all!
Thinking of the absolute gap between a first-class peak expert and a most ordinary first-class expert.
Mu Renqing was relieved.
He believed Ding Ling was among the strongest in Innate Experts, beyond comprehension!
Terror spread lawlessly.
"Had I known he’d be this fierce. I wouldn’t have agreed to the Alien’s condition to co here..."
A flash of returning clarity before eternal silence.
He fell heavily onto the ground, eyelids growing heavier until extinguished, unmoving.
eting the sa end as Hong Antong, Hai Dafu and others.
Before death, they felt indignation, regret, fear, terror to the extre.
If they could choose again.
They would also avoid opposing Ding Ling, but sadly, there was no if in the world.
Boom!
After blasting Mu Renqing away with a punch and hamring Hong Antong to death, Ding Ling’s heart grew more excited, eyes reddening, laughing heartily, swinging his giant hamr, charging madly into the battle array.
Boom boom boom!
The giant hamr swung wildly! Crashed down!
Wherever he went.
Blood stained the ground!
Soldiers and generals fell dead on the ground.
Among them, leading the army’s charge, was Yuchi Gong.
He died too cheaply.
Facing Ding Ling head-on!
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