Chapter 260: Demon Dao Dismemberment Doesn't Die

Ding Ling's meals were all very fast, and they were all gobbled up.

But no matter how much he looked forward to it.

Zuo Ci seems to have forgotten his agreement with him.

Ding Ling stood outside the pavilion for three days.

Zuo Ci is still nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Yun was furious, you must know that Ding Ling is now the patron saint of the Great Wei Empire, a general, and a king side by side! What a noble status, this Zuo Ci dares to play with the prince! Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Zhao Yun immediately couldn't help but say:

"Lord Wang, I don't think there's any need to wait. This kind of demon way, without keeping his word, regards his promises as child's play, it can be seen that he must be a shameless person, and we don't need to fight with him. Let's go back. ”

Zhuge Liang thought so.

He also hates this kind of person who has no concept of time the most!

Diao Chan's size Qiao Du Allure Zhen Jiang and the girls were naturally indignant, feeling that Zuo Ci's demon path was too much.

Ding Ling smiled slightly and said:

"Don't be angry, just wait and see. I can't wait to go back. ”

Ding Ling is not a pedantic person, and he will not wait all the time.

If it weren't for the task, and this Zuo Ci's whereabouts were weird and varied, and he couldn't find anyone at all, Ding Ling would definitely not wait here, but would choose to kill him directly!

He respects Zuo Ci as a senior.

Zuo Ci released his pigeon like this.

Ding Ling also had evil fire in his heart, and said:

"It seems that not everyone of these masters is as kind as Tong Yuan, Hua Tuo and others, and they promise a thousand gold!"

Since Zuo Ci ignored the agreement and the promise.

Ding Ling naturally has no need to respect Zuo Ci anymore!

If it's again.

Ding Ling will definitely use thunderbolt methods.

He secretly held his sword.

I waited for a long time.

Then he resolutely jumped on the horse's back and was about to leave.

Suddenly, there was a quacky laugh again, and from the crowd not far away, an old man with an ancient face came out.

He looked at Ding Ling and laughed:

"Can't wait after three days?"

"Are you a Zuo Ci Daoist?"

Zhuge Liang asked.

"The adults didn't speak, what are you doll talking about?"

The old man glanced at Zhuge Liang and was very surprised:

"What qualifications do you have to speak on behalf of the Great Wei Empire's one-word side by side king? To know ......"

"He's qualified."

Ding Ling interrupted the old man's words and said coldly:

"Zuo Ci, I haven't been waiting for you for more than three days. It's six and a half days! You've missed your appointment. ”

Where the sound falls.

Ding Ling violently activated the three major breathing methods, ran the Feiyan Gong, a flying spin, flew up from the horse's back out of thin air, stepped on the void, and the person was in mid-air, drawing his sword!

Sonorous!

Daybreak Swordsmanship!

Sunset swordsmanship!

The sword magic showed its power, and under Ding Ling's anger, the Heavenly Sword bloomed with brilliance, and the sword flowers escaped and opened under the tip of the sword, sometimes turning into a flower diagram and falling into the stone on one side, blasting the stone into slag;

From time to time, it turned into a sunset and slanted down the picture, one by one, like a substantial sword diagram, with a noble sharp sword qi, like a river of swords falling towards Zuo Cidang's hood.

"Hahaha......"

Zuo Ci laughed, but he didn't dodge:

"Young man, the liver is too hot, sad and sad!"

Before the sound fell, the sword picture cover fell, poof!

The sharp sword diagram fell on the old man's body like a scythe of death, and the sound of a pop pierced the sky.

The old man's head, arms, and body bones were instantly cut and scattered to the ground.

A puff of light smoke dispersed.

The old man's bones disappeared out of thin air.

Look at it again.

I saw the old man laughing a hundred meters away:

"Wang Yue's sword magic technique. It's just Doyle! If you want to hurt me, it's too hard and too hard. Young man, I said earlier, your Taoism is too shallow, and if you want to fight with me, you are still a little hot! ”

"Really?"

Ding Ling took a deep breath, and a sword danced out of thin air.

Frost Sword Activation!

The energy burst out from the tip of the sword, condensing the flying snow and frost beads one after another!

With Ding Ling's clear drink.

Flying snow and frost beads are scattered in all directions,

Piercing and smashing boulders.

The boulders crumbled one by one!

Suddenly, the rain of gravel fell all over the sky!

Ding Ling's left hand quickly condensed into the human emperor's palm and the lion's palm, and the palm of the hand continued to slap in all directions, and the gravel also fell in all directions in a very regular manner like a sharp arrow.

Just a few breaths in time.

Ding Ling used gravel to arrange a full eight eight array diagrams!

Ding Ling looked at Zuo Ci coldly:

"Do you dare to come in and try my formation?"

"Hey, hey."

Zuo Ci smiled:

"Don't think about using the agitation method. I don't eat this set. But ......"

He rolled his eyes, looked at the gravel formation with a little curiosity, stroked his beard and said:

"This formation looks a little familiar. It's like I've seen it somewhere. But I'm not too impressed, and I don't think this formation is strong. ”

So to speak.

He really swaggered over, walked into the Eight Formations with a big grin, and looked at Ding Ling:

"How? What are you going to do with me? ”

"This demon is too arrogant!"

Zhao Yun was furious.

Diao Chan, Xiao Qiao, Zhuge Liang and others are also angry. is so demonic, cynical, regards promises as child's play, and treats others as nothing, this is clearly like a god in the game world, and he doesn't regard himself as a mortal at all, he is purely playing with people's hearts with a playful attitude!

Ding Ling is not what it used to be, and his wisdom has also risen a lot, so he naturally has seen through Zuo Ci's thoughts and thoughts, and his favorability towards Zuo Ci has fallen to the bottom at this moment.

He no longer had the mind to keep his hand, and made up his mind that even if he couldn't kill Zuo Ci today, he must break his muscles and bones!

The decision was made.

Ding Ling did not hesitate at all.

Instantly activated the Eight Great Eight Array Diagrams!

After a moment.

Everything seems to be turned upside down.

In the Eight Arrays, sometimes the sand flies away from the rocks, sometimes the waves roll, sometimes the sword qi is like frost, and sometimes the sand and soil are piled up into mountains...... The ten directions of heaven and earth are all peerless.

Zuo Ci was moved:

"I remembered. This is an eight-array diagram handed down from ancient times. It is the ancestral secret book of the Zhuge family, and no one has been able to cultivate it for thousands of years. How did you get it! ”

He looked at Ding Ling in amazement, as if he knew Ding Ling for the first time, and began to look at Ding Ling squarely.

Ding Ling didn't answer him at all.

Just shake your spirits.

Dancing the Heavenly Sword!

Howling Moon Sword Technique!

Breeze swordsmanship!

Clear Frost Swordsmanship!

Daybreak Swordsmanship!

Human Emperor Swordsmanship!

……

All kinds of swordsmanship have entered the instinct to the extremely deep realm, Ding Ling can come casually, stab and wave at will, and he can exert the immeasurable power of this superior swordsmanship!

With Ding Ling's might!

Suddenly!

In the void, the breeze whistling and blowing in the nine heavens;

Flying snow and frost beads are all over the sky;

Flower patterns are all over the place;

The body of the human emperor seems to have stepped from the long river of ancient time and space.

Under Ding Lingqing's drink, all kinds of swordsmanship showed their power together, and they killed Zuo Ci from one side of the Eight Array Diagram.

Zuo Ci was trapped in the Eight Formations, rushing left and right, going up to the sky and into the earth, and he couldn't get it for a while.

When he was a little confused and anxious, the flower patterns of Ding Ling's various swordsmanship had already arrived.

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