Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 88: Sword God Skill Slays Three Hundred
"Precisely because this is Luoyang City. That’s why I dare to enforce the law like this. Because here, I am the law."
The man’s face dropped, and he said sinisterly:
"Since you refuse the toast and want the penalty drink instead, I have no choice but to send you to meet King Yama."
He waved his hand, pointed at Ding Ling, and ordered:
"Shoot him dead!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A full three hundred elite archers had already drawn their bows and arrows. Hearing the command, they immediately released their strings, and amid the crisp sound of bowstrings snapping, arrows whistled through the air.
Arrows flew through the sky!
Weaving a curtain.
Like a torrent, they poured down towards Ding Ling’s position.
"Ah!"
Shi A, standing not far away, saw this and shouted:
"Watch out!"
"Hmph!"
Ding Ling snorted angrily, raised his eyebrows, and instantly activated the Sword God Breathing Technique, Spiritual Phoenix Breathing Technique, Wall-Climbing Technique, and Sunset Swordsmanship!
Clang!
The Shuoyue Sword unsheathed.
With the sword in hand, Ding Ling advanced, charging towards the man’s position instead of retreating. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
Clang clang clang!
The Shuoyue Sword in his hand was like a swimming dragon in the sky, and like countless leaves blown by a wild wind, the air was filled with sword light and killing qi!
The Setting Sun Diagram occasionally flashed across the air, forming a dense sword curtain!
Like an impeccable sword net!
Enveloping Ding Ling so tightly that not even wind or water could penetrate!
Moving forward, it was clear to see arrows being deflected by the Shuoyue Sword.
Ding Ling was like a swift boat against the current;
More like a war god charging bravely on the battlefield!
One man and one sword, like a beam of light, he crossed dozens of meters of obstacles, landing in front of the archers, and then swung the Shuoyue Sword!
Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsmanship!
Dawn Swordsmanship!
In an instant, the sword danced with countless blossoms!
The ground and sky were filled with brilliant sword flowers, everywhere were petals falling like rain!
Clang!
Clang clang clang!
After the rain of flowers, accompanied by rhythmic clanging sounds, thud thud!
Heads flew into the sky.
Accompanied by columns of blood shooting into the air!
Headless bodies fell to the ground powerlessly!
Ding Ling was like a death god, moving with the sword!
Wherever he went.
The ground was littered with remains.
A scene of devastation!
Clang clang clang!
Amidst the desperate screams, the sword light reverberated, suddenly retracting, and fell onto the man’s neck.
Ding Ling stared at him coldly:
"Who are you?"
"...!!!"
The man trembled, fear-stricken, in disbelief, as if seeing the death god, eyes wide open.
Ding Ling’s figure reflected in his eyes.
Hearing Ding Ling’s words.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Never in his life had he seen such fierce and sharp prowess!
Not even Lü Bu’s efficiency in killing could compare!
Who is this man exactly?!
Is he really Ding Ling, a seventh-rank official from Jizhou?
How can a mere seventh-rank military officer be this absurdly strong?!
"Hmm?!"
Ding Ling slightly exerted force with his sword.
Puff!
A blood trace appeared, blood flowing out.
The man cried out in pain:
"Spare me. Don’t kill me! I’ll confess everything, everything!"
’Then speak.’
Ding Ling said coldly.
He sighed inwardly.
What a mess?
He intended to leave, yet this happened.
It seems waiting for Wang Yue is no longer possible.
He could only fight his way out.
He felt sorry, seemingly dragging Wang Yue and Shi A into this?
Shi A arrived at this moment, looking at Ding Ling as if seeing a monster.
The relentless sword light shooting into the sky just showed the terrifying power of the Sword God Skill for the first time, it was truly invincible, too strong!
Unfortunately...
He couldn’t do it!
How great it would be if he could!
One man killing three hundred archers, like cutting through vegetables, too fierce!
Shi A was excited, not afraid, instead feeling thrilled, stimulated!
He gripped his sword hilt, stepped to Ding Ling’s side, glanced at Ding Ling, then looked around, the battle’s commotion had already alerted the neighbors.
The scent of blood was strong.
Filling the surroundings.
They couldn’t stay long, otherwise more of Thief Dong’s men would surely come.
Shi A quickly whispered to remind Ding Ling.
Ding Ling, clear-headed, nodded to Shi A, indicating he understood.
He turned back to the man and said:
"Who are you?"
"Hu Feng."
"Hu Feng?"
Ding Ling frowned: "An unknown nobody. Never heard of!"
"I’m the nephew of General of Cavalry Li Jue!"
Hu Feng hastily said:
"Today’s Third-Grade Official Imperial Guard is me."
Upon hearing this from Hu Feng.
Ding Ling remembered.
Hu Feng, Li Jue’s nephew, was instructed by Li Jue to kill Right General Fan Chou of Dong Zhuo’s subordinates.
This is documented in books.
But now, because of player intervention, the Three Kingdoms plot collapsed, and Hu Feng’s situation was obviously different from before.
Ding Ling couldn’t care less about this, he cared about how Hu Feng knew he was here and why he wanted to kill him.
Hu Feng replied truthfully:
"It was Li Meng who told me."
Li Meng?
Ding Ling remembered this person.
He was a subordinate of Dong Zhuo in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Later, he joined with Li Jue, Guo Si, and others to besiege Chang’an City.
A notable military general too.
"I don’t know Li Meng. How did he know I was here?"
"I don’t know."
Hu Feng froze, seeing Ding Ling’s murderous intent emerging, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly answered:
"I only heard from Li Meng that the two people fitting the image of defeating Hu Zhen’s great army’s top experts were likely Ding Ling and Zhao Yun!"
He didn’t dare look at Ding Ling, lowered his head slightly, and spoke quickly:
"I wasn’t sure if it was related to Zhao Yun. I just knew to capture first, speak later. If they didn’t comply, kill them, cut off the head and present it to my uncle, it would surely be a great merit."
He spoke weakly, nervously, uneasily:
"I was just looking for scapegoats. But accidentally offended a hero like you. Please do not be angry, as long as you let me go, this will have never happened."
"Scapegoats?"
Ding Ling sighed.
Feeling like saying: What a mistake you’ve stumbled into the ’culprit’! Truly fortunate!
Ding Ling guessed that his situation was definitely leaked by players to Li Meng’s men.
As for why players named the two of them.
It’s open to personal interpretation.
Perhaps out of jealousy towards Ding Ling, hoping for his death, regression. After all, Ding Ling was ahead of the players, they would feel unfair, being this far ahead, jealous to the point of madness, surely there are many hoping for Ding Ling’s fall!
It’s not Ding Ling judging others harshly.
But in the Great Thousand Worlds, there’s nothing too strange.
There are good people, bad people, naturally no shortage of extremely jealous sorts.
Indeed.
This is only one possibility.
It’s also possible players saw Ding Ling, Zhao Yun enter Luoyang City, thinking of currying favor with Dong Zhuo’s men, involved in what they believed was false news, to gain rank and title. Betting right, achieving great success, betting wrong, they’d simply disappear, who could find them?
