Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 173: Yuan Yin’s Death (16/32)

There was no longer any certainty in being able to take down Ding Ling.

Initially, it was thought that the ambush would be effective.

Unfortunately, it was seen through.

Afterward, we figured that the two of us were renowned generals of Jizhou. If we joined forces to kill Ding Ling, it would surely be an easy task.

But after a round of arrow exchanges.

All of Wen Chou's confidence was shattered.

He began to feel uneasy and anxious, his face naturally becoming more unsightly.

Earlier boasting to surely kill Ding Ling!

Recalling that now, Wen Chou couldn't help but feel uneasy!

"Do you dare to kill Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin?"

Ding Ling asked coldly.

"Previously, of course, we didn't dare."

Yan Liang held a saber, his words resounding:

"Otherwise, we would have already covered you with a rain of arrows."

Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin heaved a huge sigh of relief upon hearing Yan Liang say this.

They really feared encountering some reckless fools!

Just like that Heaven-Cutting Yaksha earlier, who seemed not quite right, too arrogant, too foolish!

"However..."

Yan Liang shifted the topic, raising his voice:

"You people have been holding Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin hostage until now, clearly intending to use them against our assault. The Yuan Family Patriarch has given orders: if the situation proves futile, those two can be killed."

"What?!"

Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin were shocked, incredulous:

"We are the direct descendants of the Yuan Family! How could the Patriarch possibly?!"

"That's what the Patriarch instructed us to do."

Yan Liang remained expressionless, not batting an eye:

"So apologies to you both, if the situation is unsalvageable, we won't hold back!"

He paused, raising an eyebrow:

"We are the Yuan Family's most formidable generals that can be presented! If even we can't handle Ding Ling, do you think anyone else can? Compared to the life of the Patriarch, no matter how important you both are, how can you be more important than the Patriarch?"

His saber pointed directly at Ding Ling:

"You can blame Ding Ling for being too arrogant and daring to threaten the Yuan Family Patriarch in broad daylight, even claiming he would take the Patriarch's head. Such big talk, he's already at daggers drawn with the Yuan Family, and the Patriarch is furious, vowing to destroy Ding Ling at all costs."

"So we are just sacrifices?"

Yuan Yao was enraged:

"My father is Yuan Shu! How could the Patriarch!"

'Why not?'

Yan Liang seemed reluctant to say more to Yuan Yao, simply waved his hand.

Hundreds of archers once again drew their bows together, aiming at Ding Ling's group:

"I am giving you one more chance, Ding Ling, release Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin. I can give you a proper burial, erect a monument! Otherwise, your end will surely be being dismembered, bodies left to rot in the wilderness!"

"Oh, really?"

Ding Ling drew the Giant Que Sword.

Diao Chan, Zhao Yun, and Du Qingcheng, seeing this, also prepared themselves solemnly, assuming their positions and readying defenses.

"So you want to fight to the end with us?"

Yan Liang shouted clearly:

"Then today either you die or we die!"

Wen Chou also shouted out:

"Do not hold back! Otherwise, Ding Ling will surely kill us. Go all out! Fire!"

Seeing Ding Ling draw his sword to charge.

Wen Chou's heart trembled, and without another word, he gave the order.

Crunch! Crunch!

With the sound of bow strings cutting through the sky, echoing in the Celestial Extreme.

Arrows fell like a waterfall.

Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin bore the brunt, shot into porcupines!

"I, I..."

Yuan Yao's pupils dilated, filled with horror, disbelief, unwillingness, regret, remorse... all complexities reaching the extreme.

Yuan Yin was even more unwilling and remorseful than Yuan Yao.

He regretted to the point of despair.

If only time could turn back.

He would never again foolishly step forward to stop and reproach Ding Ling.

He truly didn't expect the Patriarch's fear and intent to kill Ding Ling to be so profound!

Even going so far as to kill them for the sake of eliminating Ding Ling.

Originally, Yan Liang and Wen Chou didn't want to kill them either; who wouldn't want to complete the task perfectly?

But Ding Ling's strength exceeded imagination, Wen Chou and Yan Liang had no confidence in taking down Ding Ling.

The only course was to strike first with an arrow barrage!

They now even deeply regretted.

If they'd known earlier that they would have to kill Yuan Yao and Yuan Yin, they should have unleashed the arrow rain right from the start, catching Ding Ling off guard.

Now to once again launch an arrow barrage.

Hoping it achieves a good effect.

Wen Chou also bent his bow, shooting explosively at Ding Ling's Ferghana Horse.

Capture the chief before capturing the bandits!

Shoot the horse before shooting the man!

If he couldn't hit Ding Ling, surely he could hit his horse?!

Wen Chou was not convinced!

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

Ding Ling led the charge! With the Giant Que Sword wielded tightly, nothing could penetrate it, not even a needle!

Sunset Swordsmanship!

Dawn Swordsmanship!

Human Emperor Swordsmanship!

Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsmanship!

Various sword techniques cycled in Ding Ling's hands, sometimes grand and magnificent, as if the Human Emperor was creating the world anew, with each sword stroke, the sword light shone, slicing through and breaking countless arrows;

Sometimes mysterious and elusive as if a celestial mist, each sword forming blossoming flowers and falling snow!

Wherever it went.

All arrows were swept aside!

It was as if a deity splitting the sea with a sword.

Unstoppably powerful!

Irresistible!

The Ferghana Horse sped quickly; in a few blinks, it covered seventy to eighty meters, arriving in front of Wen Chou.

Wen Chou's three arrows failed to succeed.

He intended to shoot again.

But seeing Ding Ling charging on horseback, his hackles stood on end as if being stalked by a bloodthirsty Taotie, poised to be devoured at any moment!

He roared furiously, shaking his spear as he invoked the Inherited Breathing Technique while displaying the Swift Wind Lightning Spear Technique, his spear like lightning breaking through the void, or a beam of light piercing the dark night.

Clang!

With one thrust, the spear flowers bloomed, gathered into light, and collided heavily with Ding Ling's Giant Que Sword.

Bang!

With just one strike, it seemed as if Mars collided with Earth!

Ding Ling's body trembled slightly but continued to wield the Giant Que Sword, slashing at Wen Chou without changing expression.

Wen Chou, however, was struck as if by thunder, his spear unsteady, nearly flying out of his hands.

He was frightened, shouted loudly:

"Such tremendous strength. Yan Liang, help me!"

Clang!

Yan Liang, who was commanding cavalry to surround Zhao Yun, Diao Chan, and Du Qingcheng, upon hearing Wen Chou's call, immediately rode hard, saber in hand, charging at Ding Ling.

"Shattered Star Blade Technique!"

With one slash.

The blade light gleamed brightly, dots of starlight converged into a galaxy, then suddenly burst apart, as if the world shattered and stars exploded.

A burst of explosive destructive energy transmitted directly from the blade tip, slicing heavily toward Ding Ling's head!

Ding Ling snorted coldly, flicked his left hand.

The Heaven-piercing Halberd was tightly gripped in his hand.

The Overlord Halberd Technique was unleashed.

Bang!

The Heaven-piercing Halberd clashed with the blade tip, electric sparks bursting forth.

Ding Ling's body trembled slightly.

Yan Liang nearly couldn't remain steady, almost being thrown off his horse.

"Hiss!"

He gasped, his Heart Lake rippling, unable to remain calm:

"This guy, truly possesses divine power!"

He initially thought that the two brothers were already extraordinarily strong in this world!

Unexpectedly, Ding Ling's strength far surpassed theirs!