SWDnovel Chapter 470: The Fallen King
Chapter 470: The Fallen King
"Hahaha."
Ding Ling laughed heartily:
"Don’t even think about running!"
The group gathered around Kublai, for reasons that were obvious.
Ding Ling didn’t bother to disperse these martial arts heroes, just focused on chasing and killing Kublai!
Anyone daring to block his path along the way.
Were easily slapped to death or shattered by his bare hands.
Time Riding Six Dragons of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Ang!
The sound of dragons’ roars echoed across the land.
Six dragon-shaped phantoms flew from Ding Ling’s palms, sweeping in all directions, soldiers were overturned and sent flying wherever he passed!
Many sharp-eyed individuals recognized this palm technique, and their expressions changed:
"It’s the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! Is the person Guo Jing?!"
Someone shouted.
"How could Guo Jing be this strong!"
Yinkexi scolded the martial arts hero who shouted:
"If Guo Jing were this strong, our Mongolian army wouldn’t need to attack Xiangyang! It must be Ding Ling!"
Yinkexi, with his high nose, deep-set eyes, curly hair, and yellow beard, looked like a barbarian but was dressed in Han attire, with a bright pearl hanging from his neck, resembling a wealthy merchant. Yet at this moment, he was also shocked and terrified. Hearing the shouts of the martial arts heroes, a flash of insight struck his mind, and he couldn’t wait to shout:
"If it really is Ding Ling, there’s no point fighting. Run immediately, have the commanding generals surround him!"
Upon hearing that it was likely Ding Ling,
Everyone was moved! Terrified!
Everyone had heard of Ding Ling’s strength, but no one had seen it!
"The rumor is that Ding Ling uses the Drumming Golden Hammer and two Divine Whips! Now, this person has a short knife at the waist and a Divine Sword on the back, it doesn’t look like Ding Ling at all!"
Someone questioned:
"Yinkexi, don’t mislead people here."
"Ma Guangzuo, you fool!"
Yinkexi, seeing the person speaking was a tall and mighty man, immediately got angered and retorted:
"Believe it or not!"
In truth, he was also uncertain and hesitant.
But since the words were already spoken, how could he take them back?
Besides, having one Ding Ling in this world was already amazing, but if another person more terrifying than Ding Ling appeared, it would be unimaginable.
Yinkexi and Ma Guangzuo ran far away and looked back.
Ang!
Amidst the sound of dragon’s roars, one could clearly see an elegant yet overbearing figure, his hands constantly striking out in all directions, dragon-shaped phantoms shooting from his palms, sweeping everything before him, no one could stop him. It was like breaking dead wood, everywhere the dragon-shaped phantom passed, countless people were overturned and sent flying.
As six, dozens of dragon-shaped phantoms appeared, the surroundings exploded, and screams were endless, countless were dead or wounded.
Yinkexi, Ma Guangzuo, and their group of martial arts heroes were terrified, their scalps tingled, their guts wrenched, and their spirits flew! They all turned and ran again.
Completely losing the will to fight Ding Ling!
Ding Ling alone forcefully created the momentum of ten thousand iron cavalries breaking through a frozen river!
Charging forward alone!
No one could match him in a single move.
His bare hands sometimes slapped left, sometimes right, sometimes pushed forward.
Dragon Battle in the Wilderness!
Double Dragon Takes Water!
Time Riding Six Dragons!
Dark Clouds Without Rain!
Each move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was executed masterfully by Ding Ling, under the Fusion Qi’s urging, the palms’ explosive power was fully displayed, like tornadoes or bombs sweeping the land. Anyone daring to obstruct him was instantly shattered by the Palm Power!
Those behind would also be sent flying, overturned and killed on the ground!
Further behind, people would be slightly less injured but still overturned by the surging Palm Power!
Under Ding Ling’s full exertion, he truly seemed like a War God descended to the mortal world.
He fought more courageously, growing wilder!
Heroic aura burst forth.
With a long howl.
Spiral Nine Shadows activated, whoosh! Like the wind, he charged straight to Nimo Star and Kublai, then his bare palms slammed towards Nimo Star!
"Ah!"
Nimo Star, by nature brave and arrogant, with martial skills unparalleled in his homeland, wielded a snake-shaped iron whip, having killed and injured countless people. Seeing Ding Ling’s palms coming at him, although terrified, his ferocity arose! With a roar, he struck a heavy whip directly at Ding Ling!
Ding Ling neither dodged nor evaded!
Nimo Star was overjoyed, thinking ’Once my iron whip hits, even metal will shatter, how can your mortal flesh withstand it?’
The next instant, snap!
The iron whip hit like it struck the Celestial Palace, no reaction at all, and at the same time, his body was struck by Ding Ling’s palm.
Bang!
A massive force came from his chest and abdomen.
Nimo Star could hardly control his body, only watching Ding Ling and Kublai grow farther away. Then he heard booming sounds.
Then his vision went black, knowing nothing more.
In the last moment before annihilation, a shred of consciousness told him.
He too was exploded by Ding Ling.
Without an intact corpse!
At this thought, Nimo Star was both frustrated and regretful! If only he hadn’t been greedy to rescue Kublai! He should have run like Ma Guangzuo and the others.
Unfortunately, Nimo Star, under greed and foolishness, became a ghost under Ding Ling’s palm!
Whoosh!
The rolling Palm Wind, like overwhelming waves, descended on Kublai.
Kublai’s guts wrenched, spirits fled, with unprecedented fear, despair, terror, confusion, and helplessness flooding his mind, almost instinctively, he pleaded and shouted:
"Good sir, hero, let’s talk this out..."
Bang!
Ding Ling remained indifferent, slamming a palm down on Kublai’s chest.
A heavy sound.
Kublai was sent flying over ten zhang away, spurting blood mid-air. Within two blinks, the Palm Power erupted in his internal organs, and amidst explosions, his body was blown into fragments!
A future Great Khan, the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty!
Thus was slain by Ding Ling with a palm!
All around was dead silent!
Except for some semi-conscious groaning soldiers.
Some heavily injured but conscious soldiers who witnessed this were suffocated, holding their breath speechless.
Everyone felt like being hit by a sledgehammer, minds buzzing.
They had only one thought:
"The commander is dead?!"
"The commander is actually dead!"
"Surrounded by hundreds of thousands of soldiers, killed by one man with bare hands?!"
...
Silence like a ’mute’ button was pressed.
Until Kublai’s death warriors shouted for ’revenge for the commander.’