"What makes you think just a few of you can deal with my army of thousands?"
Zhang Xun seemed unwilling to battle Ding Ling and continued to urge:
"You're no longer holding any Yuan family members as hostages. We won't hesitate to harm you! We'll rain arrows down and take you out!"
"In recognition of your kindness."
Ding Ling raised his head slightly to look at Zhang Xun:
"I sincerely advise you, do not anger me later. Otherwise, you'll die in a miserable and ugly way."
Ding Ling shook the Giant Que Sword in his hand, leaped down from his horse, and using the Flying Swallow Technique, shot like a cannonball towards the archers at the city gate.
"How dare you!"
While Zhang Xun was shocked, he couldn't believe it. This person refuses a toast only to drink a forfeit, does he truly believe he's invincible like iron, able to withstand a torrential onslaught of arrows?
Zhang Xun could not believe it!
He urged Ding Ling to retreat.
