Chapter 955: Zuo Qianhu Was Hit by the Sword Energy

"We thought we would never see you again in this life, and we were extremely pessimistic about the future. Without you, we could not see any hope. But we never thought that we could see you again at this moment. This is really a blessing from heaven!"

Wang Zhaojun, Yang Yuhuan, Li Shishi, Zhao Feiyan, Diao Chan and other beauties were all overjoyed, with smiles on their faces.

They were really happy and joyful.

Ding Ling smiled and nodded, saying:

"I am also very happy to see you again."

He paused and said:

"Let me tell you about the fake Ding Ling."

"It's like this..."

Yan Chixia, Wang Zhaojun and others, one by one, explained the matter clearly.

It turned out that after the destruction of the Wrongful Death City, the rays of light penetrated the Yinyang Road and shot out of the sky.

As a human being, Yan Chixia was also practicing Taoism and a righteous person. Naturally, he could not stay in the netherworld for a long time, otherwise he would be trapped in the underworld forever.

After Nie Xiaoqian and Xi Shi agreed to look for Ding Ling, Yan Chixia had no choice but to take Wang Zhaojun and others out of Yinyang Road and stay in Lanruo Temple to wait for Ding Ling.

In Yan Chixia's words, the world is in chaos, anyone can be missing, but Ding Ling cannot be missing.

Because apart from Ding Ling, Yan Chixia can hardly think of anyone else in the world who can turn the tide by his own strength!

Ding Ling is all-powerful and unparalleled!

He can achieve perfection in an instant whatever he learns!

Who can compare?

This is the pride of heaven sent by God!

Because of this, Yan Chixia insisted on waiting for Ding Ling in Lanruo Temple. In his opinion, Ding Ling invited him to form a team together! As long as Ding Ling is still alive, he will definitely come back to find him again!

With this belief.

Yan Chixia held on here.

It was only less than a few days before he waited for 'Ding Ling'.

This ‘Ding Ling’ was transformed by a monster, but he had a strong aura, and his appearance and temperament were very similar to Ding Ling himself. Therefore, even Yan Chixia did not recognize him the first time. It was still ‘Diao Chan’ who was smart and saw something wrong and reminded Yan Chixia in time.

This led to the failure of ‘Ding Ling’’s sneak attack on Yan Chixia!

Otherwise.

In that one meeting, Yan Chixia might have died at the hands of the fake Ding Ling.

After the failure of the sneak attack, this ‘Ding Ling’ was angry and fought with Yan Chixia directly.

Unfortunately, his strength was only comparable to Yan Chixia, and Yan Chixia had ‘Diao Chan’ and others to help him, so every time they joined forces, they could drive away this ‘Ding Ling’.

The last time ‘Ding Ling’ was driven away was two days ago.

It was because of the close time interval.

Ding Ling’s sudden arrival was misunderstood by Yan Chixia and others.

"...The truth is like this."

Yan Chixia glanced at Ding Ling, feeling a little ashamed:

"Ah. I am really short-sighted. I took the fake as real, and the real as fake!"

"You can't blame the Taoist priest for this, you can only say that the fake one pretended to be too real."

Ding Ling comforted:

"Then we will continue to wait here. I want to see who this fake Ding Ling is!"

"Don't you want to go to the underworld?"

Yan Chixia hesitated, but still said:

'Xi Shi, Nie Xiaoqian and others are still in the underworld, and now this fake Ding Ling has also appeared in the underworld. I am afraid that something will happen to them. '

"..."

Ding Ling's eyes twitched twice, and just as he was about to say a few words, the sound of horse hooves came over, accompanied by the loud shout of Zuo Qianhu.

Ding Ling turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw Zuo Qianhu galloping on his horse, with a precious sword in his hand colliding with a sword energy. However, although Zuo Qianhu was powerful, he was far inferior to the sword energy. He was stabbed off his horse with just one sword.

"Who?"

Ding Ling shrunk the ground into an inch and appeared in front of Zuo Qianhu in an instant. He pointed casually and shattered the sword energy.

He looked forward with bright eyes.

Under the dim sky, an eight-foot-tall figure slowly appeared in his eyes.

This man had a pale face, and his body was covered with mist. Sword energy was around his body, and a purple sword was hanging behind him! It was like a sword god with his feet on the clouds.

He had a sky eye on his forehead, and he seemed to notice Ding Ling, and he suddenly activated the sky eye.

Whoosh!

A ray of light shot out from the sky eye and pointed directly at the center of Ding Ling's eyebrows.

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand casually, and the protective spell condensed into golden light to block in front of him. The light fell on the golden shield, and it sizzled for a moment, but it was hard to move forward.

The eight-foot-tall man was furious, holding the purple sword and rushing towards Ding Ling.

Ding Ling was in doubt, but he didn't indulge the man, so he just pointed his hand.

Immobilization spell!

The eight-foot-tall man was immediately immobilized.

But his eyes and mouth were not fixed.

A pair of eyes became more and more evil and chaotic.

A mouth kept roaring and roaring.

In the roar.

The sword behind him seemed to have received an order, split into thousands, and turned into a stream of light escape swords shooting towards Ding Ling.

Ding Ling pointed in the air.

Ten thousand swords return to the origin!

The sword ball hanging behind him also shot out sword energy, shooting towards the opponent's magic sword.

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

The two swords collided in the air from time to time, and in just a moment, the opponent's magic sword fell below.

Just as Ding Ling was about to win, whoosh!

A gust of wind blew.

A soul suddenly jumped out from the top of the eight-foot-tall man's head.

This soul was three feet tall, like a doll, and colorful.

It looked exactly like the man.

It just looked more sinister, ferocious, and terrifying.

He looked deeply at Ding Ling, and then sank into the divine sword. The next moment! Kong!

The sword energy emitted by the divine sword is sharper and more changeable.

Kong!

The divine sword turned into a giant sword that was a hundred feet long, and there were densely packed small swords of various colors around its body.

The small sword whirled in the void and turned into a vast torrent, rushing towards Ding Ling.

"That is?!"

Yan Chixia arrived and was shocked:

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?! And who is that man?!"

He glanced at Fu Qingfeng and couldn't help but be startled:

"Nie Xiaoqian?!"

"I'm not Nie Xiaoqian."

Fu Qingfeng was helpless:

"My name is Fu Qingfeng. I am a follower of Ding Daxia."

"Since we are Ding Ling's friends, that's easy to say. Just stand behind me and watch the battle."

Fu Yuechi, Fu Tianchou and others immediately stood behind Yan Chixia.

Zuo Qianhu was carrying several knives on his back and standing next to Yan Chixia with a sword in his hand. They did not have time to introduce themselves because the battle on Ding Ling's side had already reached fever pitch.

They immediately looked over with bright eyes.

in their eyes.

Whether it is Ding Ling or the eight-foot-tall man, they are both existences that are beyond their reach.

Any one. They can be easily killed.

Zuo Qianhu broke into a cold sweat when he saw it.

Only then did he know.

The eight-foot-tall man had no real intentions towards him. Otherwise, even his ten lives would not be enough to kill him.

"Who is that person?!"