Ding Ling went directly with a sword, snap!

The back of the sword slapped on the young man's cheek, and he couldn't help it, staggered back a few steps, plopped, and fell to the ground.

"Hong Renxiong?"

Ding Ling looked down at him and asked indifferently.

"You, you, how do you know it's me?!"

The young man was a little confused, and more incredulous:

"Could it be that my reputation has really spread all over the Kyushu realm, and even a master like you knows about me?!"

"Huh."

Ding Ling smiled noncommittally:

"Why did you come to kill me?"

The sound is as soft as a spring breeze.

But like cold water on his head, Hong Renxiong's heart instantly fell into the cold abyss, and he hated, feared, angry, jealous, and envied Ding Ling...... It's incredibly complex.

He even forgot to hide the expression on his face because he was a little confused.

Wait for him to react.

It's too late.

His heart was as dead as he was gone, and he drooped his head, but he did not speak.

"If you don't say anything, I'll let you go."

With a wave of the long sword in Ding Ling's hand, Under the effect of the dawn swordsmanship, the sword flowers condensed into a flower diagram and fell on the ground, crackling! The weeds all over the ground were cut and broken into slag in an instant, as if they had just experienced a tornado, and they looked more and more broken and messy.

Hong Renxiong's pupils shrank, and he looked at Ding Ling tremblingly, and said:

"Yes, yes, I want me to say yes. Will you spare my life? ”

"I can make your death as good as you can."

Ding Ling said honestly:

"Anyway, I already know that it was the Qingcheng faction who killed me. Sooner or later, I will go to Yu Canghai to settle this account, it doesn't matter if you say it or not. ”

He raised his sword:

"I can kill you now."

"No!"

Hong Renxiong screamed in horror:

"I say!"

As soon as these two words came out.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

It looked like it had been fished out of the water.

said with a pale face:

"It's the dart master of the Fuwei Dart Bureau who said that you killed Yu Renyan. Another visitor from the heavens said that you took the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits. We will find you so smoothly, and there are people who secretly provide information. ”

"I see."

Ding Ling was relieved.

When the player enters a world in a big way.

The local natives will naturally know about some visitors from outside the world.

This is true of the Three Kingdoms.

The same is true of the world.

If it was just Ding Ling, he might not be like this, but the player group had already entered this world a few days ago, and the local natives were also roughly adapted to the existence of this group of visitors.

"Where is Yu Canghai?"

"It's in a ruined temple ahead. It's only a dozen miles away. If we don't fight well, we can flee there, and the head will help us. ”

He glanced at Ding Ling with some fear:

"It's just that what we didn't expect was that you would be so strong. It seems that the group of visitors from outside the world are not lying. It's because we're too arrogant and too confident. ”

The corners of Ding Ling's eyes twitched twice.

Needless to say.

The visitors from outside the world who secretly report the news are either those who have a grudge against him, or they are extremely jealous of him, or they are players who are unhappy with him!

In the world of the Three Kingdoms, there are many such people, Ding Ling suppressed the world with his own strength, who dared to disobey it, and destroyed it directly!

Here it is.

Does Ding Ling have such power?

Think this group of players is also testing him?

Ding Ling secretly pondered:

"If the other party thinks through it, they will attack me in the real world."

Come to think of it.

Ding Ling's heart sank.

I feel more and more that it is a wise decision not to have deep contact with the players.

Fiction and reality.

True and false.

Let them not see it really, so they will be indecisive, and they will not be able to delay a lot of time again.

Just in case, of course.

Move again.

And it is also necessary to use the Eight Array Diagram and so on to disguise.

That's what I think about.

Ding Ling asked Hong Renxiong to recite his kung fu.

As a result, he also learned Zhongyuan Nine Duan Gong, Songfeng Sword Technique, and Basic Archery Technique.

He will do all three.

So what's the use of staying in Hong Renxiong?

In his screams.

Sonorous!

The blade shakes, poof!

A human head soared into the sky.

Ding Ling turned around and left without looking back.

Wow!

Sweat and blood BMW psychic, galloping, Ding Ling turned over the horse, reined in the reins, and galloped towards the direction of the broken temple pointed out by Hong Renxiong.

Tap and stomp!

The horse is fast.

Ding Lingan sat on horseback, returned the sword to the sheath, and picked up the big bow.

Give somebody a taste of his own medicine!

The other party secretly arrows and hurts people.

Then don't blame him for killing with arrows.

Tap and stomp!

After some time.

The sound of horses' hooves.

Ding Ling's eyes were like lightning, and at a glance he saw the ruined temple hidden in the verdant green forest, just because the ruined temple was extremely eye-catching, and it was actually built on the bank of a vast lake!

At this moment, it seems that someone is fetching water from the lake to cook.

Smoke can be seen rising from the ruined temple.

Ding Ling sneered, turned over and dismounted, patted the heads of the two sweaty and bloody horses, and motioned for them to stay here and wait.

He ran the flying swallow gong and the longitudinal technique, a flying body jumped a few meters high, landed on the branch of a big tree, and then like the tiger king crossed the mountain stream, the five birds were activated, all the way to the smart leap, fluttering and falling on the big trees, unconsciously approached the broken temple.

Now.

Ding Ling was only a dozen meters away from the gate of the broken temple.

So close.

Ding Ling's eyes were like torches, his eyes were sharp, and he could see clearly.

More than a dozen people gathered at the gate of the ruined temple.

There were three or five people tied up in the ruined temple.

A pair of richly dressed middle-aged men and women leaned against the wall.

Kneeling beside them sat a handsome young man, wasn't it Lin Pingzhi?

Ding Ling was secretly surprised:

"I obviously saw that the letter was delivered to the Lin family by hand, why did they still suffer such a fate?"

Needless to say.

Either Lin Zhennan didn't believe him at all.

Either there are players playing in it, or Yu Canghai is moving quickly, and Lin Zhennan doesn't have time to run away?

Regardless of the facts.

Ding Ling didn't look at them anymore.

He has done everything he can, and he has a clear conscience.

If it is really not feasible, it is enough to find an opportunity in the future to return the evil sword spectrum to Lin Pingzhi.

This is also what he took, if he took it for someone else, how could he return it?

And Ding Ling not only knew how to return it, but also specially reminded him not to say it before, but also gave him a superior swordsmanship!

If this is not authentic, Ding Ling has nothing to say.

He is a man and does things, but he wants to stand up to the sky and the earth, and he is worthy of his heart, but as long as he consciously does it, he will not hesitate anymore.

The same is true at the moment.

He didn't care about Lin Ping's family.

Instead, he looked at the dozen or so people at the door.

One of them was short and thin, but his bearing was extraordinary, looming and magnificent, and he had the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, and the 'Great Malaysia Golden Knife' sat on a stone, looking coldly at a man with a white face and beard.