Chapter 1033

This is probably what pimur called Genghis Khan's three treasures?

Ding Ning's spirit was refreshed. He took out tianmie and rushed out to kill. He wanted to disrupt the rhythm of these dead guards and not give them a chance to form an array.

"Poof poof!"

The heads of the guards were cut off and fell to the ground. They rolled on the ground and turned into ashes. With the death of their masters, the bone horses under their seats also became bone shelves scattered on the ground.

"Poof poof!"

Ding Ning was as powerful as a tiger into a flock of sheep. He ran rampant among the guards to prevent them from forming a siege. There must be a head falling where the knife passes. There are no generals in the whole palace.

"Zheng" sound!

The sound of gold and iron was heard, and Ding Ning almost got out of the tiger's mouth.

I couldn't help staring at the nine standard in the middle of the general who didn't know when to rush.

Good thing, you should know that tianmie is just a sword embryo, but it is an artifact that has experienced a natural disaster. Even if those decadent machetes are mixed with some immortal stone materials, they are still vulnerable and broken under tianmie.

The Nine Tailed flag can block the edge of tianmie, but it is happy to be intact. It is an artifact of the same level as tianmie. How can the other two treasures' heroic horn and sun shooting bow be different.

Ding Ning's spirit suddenly came. Now he doesn't need money. He really doesn't have much idea about those gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. He just collected them with the idea of not wanting to be white. However, artifact, which can enhance his strength, has infinite attraction to him.

"Ho ho!"

No matter what he thought, the general holding the nine flag came with a frightful killing machine to pierce his throat.

"Well come!"

Ding Ning is conceited and has unparalleled divine power. Although the Nine Tailed standard is a heavy weapon, he is happy and fearless. He raises his hand and cuts accurately to the tip of the standard.

If this knife does not have enough self-confidence, coupled with its wonderful vision and control, it will be a bad way to die.

"Zheng!"

Sparks splashed everywhere and gold and iron roared. Ding Ning only felt a powerful force coming. The domineering force shocked and stepped back a few steps. His Qi and blood surged and then recovered. The general was not well. He just stepped back a dozen steps to stabilize his body.

However, the general guard himself is a dead man. He doesn't feel pain, let alone the surge of Qi and blood. After eliminating the inertia, he shook the flag without hesitation, and even shook out seven gun flowers like a big gun, fast as a cold star.

It is the so-called "one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch risk".

The Nine Tailed flag is more than two meters long. The general holding the flag is proficient in marksmanship, and his footwork is exquisite. It is a serious skill to levy and kill. He has always fought with him from a long distance, so that he can't get close. For a moment, he was forced to be in a hurry without any strength to fight back.

This aroused Ding Ning's pride. Even if he was forced into a mess, he didn't use his spiritual power, but fought with his physical strength.

After all, the flag general is a living dead man and fights only with his physical strength. Ding Ning doesn't want to be invincible. What's more, he is happy to see the game. It's rare for him to meet such a competition opponent who is proficient in war skills. Naturally, he wants a hearty war.

Speaking of it, his sword technique has not improved for a long time. If you let dad know, you have to smoke him with a Teng bar.

"Happy, come again!"

Ding Ning was forced back a few steps again, but there was no sense of depression on his face. Instead, his blood was boiling and his sense of war was surging.

He hasn't fought so happily for a long time. The opponent he met during this period is either too strong, he has to use his mace to win, or too weak, which makes him have no interest in fighting. This opponent is just good and can't pose a fatal threat to him, but he still has enough pressure and is the best grindstone.

Ding Ning looked like a mad devil and fought fiercely without reservation. The hearty feeling made him unconsciously immersed in the understanding of knife technique.

At least a few ten kilogram Nine Tailed flags were used in the general's hands. They were as fast as thunder and lightning. All their moves were killing skills. They didn't leave Ding Ning's vital points everywhere. If they were bad, they would die.

Ding Ning saw the moves and opened his mind. He parried with his fighting instinct. Every Parry was dangerous and dangerous. If it was bad, he would lose, but it was like a residual candle in the wind, but it would not go out.

When you look carefully, you will find that every Parry he parries is disorganized, but as carefully calculated, it is the most labor-saving and direct move. It must be cut at the most uncomfortable and weakest point of the standard general. Fortunately, the guy is a dead man without intelligence, otherwise he will be depressed and want to spit blood.

Ding Ning closes his eyes and immerses himself in understanding. What martial arts moves are floating clouds for him now. Each knife is like an antelope hanging its horn. It is wonderful to the peak, but it is as good as heaven.

From being completely suppressed at the beginning without backhand power, to gradually being able to cope with it, until now he can share the benefits equally, his knife technique has unconsciously gone further.

At a certain moment, Ding Ning's brain was shocked, looked up and gave a long roar. Suddenly he opened his eyes. The bottom of his eyes was bright and bright. At the moment, tianmie in his hand was like weighing more than a thousand kilograms, which made him feel as if he had exhausted his whole body's strength, slow as a snail, and very reluctantly waved a knife.

"Zheng!"

But the Nine Tailed flag flew away in this slow and fast knife, and was caught by Ding Ning.

The general of the standard did not retreat but entered. He had to work hard with Ding Ning. The light of the knife flashed, and his head rolled to the ground and turned into fly ash.

"Woo woo!"

Suddenly, the vast and solemn horn sounded, which stunned Ding Ning, who was immersed in the joy of knife breakthrough. Turning his head, he saw the general like guard standing on the right side of the coffin blowing the brass horn.

Before he could tell what was going on, there were flickering lights on the ground. The guards who had been killed before quickly gathered and came back to life in the blink of an eye. The soldiers filled the whole hall, turned over and mounted the horse in order to make a charge.

Ding Ning's face changed. NIMA still played like this. As soon as the horn blew, the killed guard came back to life. Even the flag general appeared again. The most fatal thing was that the nine flag he held in his hand disappeared after a burst of illusion and appeared again in the hands of the flag general. How can he play?

Shoot a horse before you shoot a man, and catch a king before you catch a thief.

It seems that the horn is the key. We must kill the guy first and grab the horn.

Ding Ning didn't hesitate. His knife technique has broken through the realm of lifting light as heavy. He doesn't need to keep his hand anymore. It's just to kill them as quickly as possible.

"Trample!"

But it was destined to be a hard battle. The grassland cavalry all over the world had formed an invincible charge battle array. The smell of terror and killing made Ding Ning's scalp numb and dare not touch his front.

Fortunately, he has Tianpeng's extreme speed, which makes people palpitating. He has long seen the disadvantages of the battle array. He doesn't fight them at all. He doesn't care about the image of the donkey. Donkey rolls... He takes the opportunity to continuously cut the legs of the bone horse.

After a while, the cavalry fell into chaos again. Ding Ning's pressure was greatly reduced and immediately began to kill.

After he cleaned up the cavalry again, the general of the standard rushed up again.

Now he can't bring any pressure to Ding Ning. Just considering that once this guy dies, the horn general has to play tricks to restart, so while fighting, he approaches the horn general and is ready to kill and seize the horn to end all this.

But I didn't know that tianxuanzi and other popular people wanted to curse their mother at the moment. It was not easy to break the battle array composed of generals in the seventh palace and kill them one by one. They were preparing to go to the next palace. Those generals who were blasted into slag suddenly resurrected and plunged them into a hard battle again.

It's not that tianxuanzi is weaker than Ding Ning, but the power to suppress divine consciousness here is too strong. Besides, he follows the ancient martial route and has never practiced body, so his skills can't be used for three times.

The most important thing is that he happened to be in the same palace with the God of wind, the God of rain and the king of King Kong. He didn't dare to make unreserved moves for fear of being plotted by them, which made it very difficult for him to fight.

The gods of wind and rain are also depressed. In this dense underground palace, there are few elements of wind and water, which greatly reduces their combat power. They are tied up under the siege of the battle array, and even tianxuanzi is inferior.

On the contrary, King Kong, a physical metallized guy, became the main force of the battle here.

Feng Lingxiao and others in the sixth Palace are also depressed and want to die. Guns are useless to the generals here, but after all, there are a large number of people. After paying some death price, they finally killed these guards, but these generals suddenly resurrected, which makes them how they can not be depressed.

In particular, Feng Lingxiao's divine knowledge was damaged, which changed from the strongest combat power to a burden, making their battle particularly difficult. If it weren't for the little monk, the young man with a knife, pimur and Yan Tong who also broke into the sixth house and shared the pressure for them, they wouldn't know how many people would die.

"Ha ha, now let's see how you can revive... Eh!"

Ding Ning killed violently and attacked the horn general. He grabbed the horn while cutting the owl's head. When he was proud, the general with a bow made his smile stiff.

The general bent his bow and pulled an arrow. With a sound of "collapse", he shot an arrow askew towards the channel between the eighth and ninth palaces. Just when Ding Ning thought he had a brain cramp, the ground flashed again, and those guys were resurrected, and the horn in his hand was illusory and returned to the hands of the resurrected horn general.

Dingning's face is green. NIMA and pimur said that the horn of the spirit can summon the spirit? How can the bow and arrow restart? This is unscientific!

It seems that the next time we have to grab the bow, arrow and horn together. Ding Ning's teeth are almost broken. Before the resurrected guards are completely lined up in the charge battle array, they rush in like a whirlwind and kill.

This time, the action was very fast. In just a few minutes, Ding Ning slaughtered the guards. When the flag general just jumped out, he didn't retreat but entered, forced the horn and bow general, and robbed the bow and horn.

"MD, if I can resurrect this time, I......"

Before the words were heard, Ding Ning looked at the general of the standard as if he had seen a ghost. He stabbed the nine flags into the ground. The ground flickered, and the guards came back to life.

"I'll go. What a hell! I'll kill all three of you this time. See if you can come back to life!"

Ding Ning gnashed his teeth and scolded angrily. Without saying a word, he rushed into the newly resurrected crowd and killed them. Those poor guards were slaughtered as soon as they gathered.