In the beginning, Ding Ling didn't know that the person he was fighting against was Zhang Liao.
But as the battle went on, more and more warriors shouted Zhang Liao and the others' names.
Only then did Ding Ling realize who he was up against.
He understood, thinking no wonder this person was so difficult to deal with, it was Zhang Liao; that explained it.
If it were an ordinary person, Ding Ling would have killed him long ago.
But even if it was Zhang Liao, Ding Ling didn't hold back at all.
If you want to kill him,
you must be prepared to be killed by him!
Boom!
Ding Ling's Sword God Skill showed its power, stabbing and killing the last military marquis, then fiercely smashed down with the halberd in his hand, boom! It hit the back of Zhang Liao's hooked scythe!
Clang! The force produced a ringing sound!
Zhang Liao's hand trembled, and an unsteady grip caused the ancestral hooked scythe to be knocked away, falling to the ground.
