The store has been taking good care of the Sweat-Brother BMW these days.

Although many people coveted his BMWs and even wanted to buy them, Ding Ling ignored them and punished many such gangsters. He acted ruthlessly and mercilessly. After a few times, no one dared to cause trouble.

It is precisely because of this that the store owner is extremely polite to him.

At this moment, the sweaty and bloody BMW galloped all the way, splashing a lot of dust.

Amid the sound of kicking and stomping.

The sweat-blooded BMW rushed into a vast and green avenue on both sides.

This is the official road.

There are many similar official paths.

The beauty of the ancient environment can be seen.

I just opened up the road for a while.

Ding Ling noticed something was wrong.

Too quiet.

He strangled the horses suddenly.

Xilulu!

The sweaty and bloody BMW stood up, kicked the front hooves into the void for several times before they stepped heavily to the ground.

Xilulu!

The sweaty and bloody BMW sniffed, and a confused look appeared in the horse's geese.

Ding Linghuan looked around.

No one was seen.

But soon.

He suddenly looked up, but saw a fishing net falling down towards him as his hood.

The fishing nets are covered with thorns and iron needles.

It can be imagined that once you are trapped in it and unable to move, you will definitely be worse than death.

A murderous intent burst out from Ding Ling's eyes and anger.

He drew his sword violently.

Sharp!

Juque Sword is unsheathed.

Songfeng Sword Technique!

Like wind and lightning, stable as pine, a stream of strong air whirls out from the tip of the sword, and as Ding Ling slashed the fishing net with all his strength.

Crackling!

boom!

The fishing net was chopped by Juque Sword and fell to the ground.

"What a sharp sword!"

Someone was screaming:

"No need to save his life, shoot him to death!"

Hearing this.

Ding Ling didn't understand that someone was calculating him.
Chapter completed!