The moment he swallowed the pill, Wang Ling only felt an inexplicable feeling appear in his body out of thin air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Then Wang Ling's aura changed suddenly, instantly strengthened a lot, increased dramatically with the passage of time, and finally stopped at the second order.

However, Wang Ling's mood was not much better, because although Wang Ling's strength had increased to the second order, compared to Ding Chen, such an increase in strength did not help.

Although Ding Chen is also a second-order, he is unwilling to break through, otherwise it is very likely that the third-order is proper, or even the fourth-order.

And in order to forcibly break through with just relying on drugs, it is not his own strength that has reached this level.

"Fortunately, this has significantly improved my ability to analyze treasures!" Wang Ling comforted himself.

Relying on the true eye, Wang Ling could barely see Ding Chen's next move, but even so, Wang Ling was just barely dodging, and if he really wanted to fight, he was just looking for death.

“Traceon！”

I hope these two swords will not disappoint me, Wang Ling said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, two simple swords, one purple and one green, quietly stopped in the air, and with Wang Ling's order, they turned into two streamers, one purple and one green, and slashed towards Ding Chen.

These two swords are nothing else, they are the treasure of Shushan in "The Legend of the Swordsmen of Shu Mountain", Ziying Qingsuo, the treasure of Shushan, and the two ancient flying swords of demon refining.

Although Wang Ling doesn't know how this came about? But at present, Wang Ling doesn't have time to think about this, does he?

"Flying swords?"

Ding Chen's pupils shrank, but he finally retracted his original relaxation and comfort, and finally became serious.

Although the purple Yingqing Suo projected by Wang Ling is still not as good as the real thing, it is not at the same level as the previous projection.

Although the use of drugs to ascend to the second order has such and such shortcomings, it has significantly improved the analytical ability attached to the True Eye, and it is also the reason why Wang Ling projected Ziying Qingsuo.

Under Wang Ling's control, Ziying Qingsuo slashed through a streamer in the air and slashed straight towards Ding Chen, threatening to split Ding Chen in two.

Ding Chen was not in a hurry about this, although the speed of Ziying Qingsuo was very fast, but Ding Chen directly split Ziying Qingsuo.

"The power of kendo can reach this point, right?"

Seeing Ding Chen's performance, the power was shocked, but the movements in his hands did not slow down, and with a wave of his hand, a large wave of treasures was projected by Wang Ling.

Can't I blow you up if I can't beat you?

Wang Ling snorted coldly and said secretly in his heart.

Wang Ling waved his hand, and the treasures in the sky shot out at Ding Chen, and when he was about to approach Ding Chen, Wang Ling shouted: "Explosion!" ”

The overwhelming treasure device suddenly exploded, and the fantasy contained in the treasure exploded without reservation, completely rolling Ding Chen into it.

Bang!

Bang!!

Did it work? No, not yet!

In the rumbling explosion, Wang Ling thought to himself, but soon realized that Ding Chen was not dead.

Sure enough, after the smoke cleared, Ding Chen did not lose the slightest, but the blood on the sword was slightly lighter, but it was almost negligible.

The next scene that appeared, but Wang Ling, who watched it, was almost petrified on the spot. With a flick of Ding Chen's wrist, countless brilliant swords appeared, protecting all the top and bottom of his body. It wasn't until now that Wang Ling knew that it was not an exaggeration to say that a person's swordsmanship could reach the point of not advancing without splashing water, and that someone could really do it.

Although it is not surprising that this kind of thing happens in the current world of a mythical world, knowing and seeing it are two different things.

Everyone knows that they will die one day, but can everyone face death calmly?

Some people can't, and some people can't, it's normal.

"It's no wonder that he was originally elected as the hall master of the Hundred Beast Hall, I am afraid that he has already stepped into the fourth step with one foot, as long as he is willing, he can break through to the fourth order at any time. This kind of talent and talent can be regarded as the top thousands of years ago. After watching for a while, Uncle Wang said with emotion.

"It turns out that there is still this trick, no wonder Ding Ping will die! But that's all for playing, I don't have time to play with you anymore, I have a lot to do, otherwise it won't be too late. Ding Chen whispered.

Play? You haven't been serious about your feelings just now, I'm waiting for you to play with fire and self-immolation!

Hearing Ding Chen say this, Wang Ling suddenly rose with a touch of anger.

With a thought in his mind, countless treasures appeared around Wang Ling, projected by Wang Ling, waiting for Wang Ling's order.

"These weapons seem to be flawed, otherwise even if I could have taken them, it wouldn't have been so easy!" Looking at the treasure that Wang Ling projected with all his might, Ding Chen shook his head and said, dismissing these weapons between his words.

As soon as the words fell, Ding Chen's body exuded a chilling sword light, and in the face of the almost "endless" treasures, Ding Chen did not have a trace of fear.

Even if Wang Ling exhaled the true name of the treasure, and even used the Broken Fantasy, he was twisted into pieces by Ding Chen and the sword on Ding Chen's body.

Looking at Ding Chen, who was getting closer and closer to him, Wang Ling shouted in his heart that it was not good, and it was only then that Wang Ling discovered his shortcomings. No matter how good the projection is, but Wang Ling is not a palace Shilang, he can't do a perfect and instantaneous projection, and the projection treasure is limited by his own strength, power, level and even mystery.

And apart from projection, Wang Ling himself does not have any weapons that can be called trump cards.

Although the True Eye and the Nine Turns Dan Dao are good, they are similar to projection, and they are limited by Wang Ling himself and cannot exert stronger power.

Looks like we'll need to find some powerful weapons in the future!

Wang Ling smiled bitterly in his heart.

But when it really came to this time, Wang Ling had no choice but to make the last move.

It's all up to you to succeed or fail!

Hope you can bring me victory!

Relying on the blood-colored long sword that was close at hand, Wang Ling didn't dodge, and it was impossible to dodge, and even Wang Ling didn't have the need to dodge at all!

Fortunately, I still have a twelve-trial (mutilated version) to defend myself, otherwise I would have really died.

Looking at the blood-colored long sword piercing his body, Wang Ling thought to himself.

As time slowly passed, Wang Ling only felt that his vitality was gradually draining, as if he was absorbed by this blood-colored long sword.

At the same time, Wang Ling also felt that something inexplicable appeared in his memory, as if he wanted to explain something.

But Wang Ling's feeling was not exact, Wang Ling only felt that his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if he had been forcibly stabbed into his brain by a steel needle.

In the severe pain, Wang Ling swallowed his last breath.

"Is that the end of it? It's so boring! Ding Chen said dissatisfiedly.

And Ding Li's eyes obviously flashed with a touch of disappointment. I didn't expect this to end at all.