Great Teacher

Words became law.

The moment the words "Wind Summoning" were uttered, howling gales appeared, either descending as tornado storms or transforming into spiraling freezing winds that rampaged forward.

Wherever Ding Ling passed, every person and object blocking his way was frozen to death, blown over, blown away, or blown to pieces.

When Wind Summoning Art was unleashed by Ding Ling, its power was absolutely incomparable to Zhang Liang's level.

It was like the simplest Luohan Fist. When Xiao Feng used it, its effect was naturally worlds apart from when an ordinary person used it.

The same principle applied.

In Ding Ling's hands, Wind Summoning Art could naturally display its might to the fullest.

"Wind Summoning Art!"

A clear shout suddenly rang out from ahead.

Ding Ling then saw an identical tornado storm carrying streams of freezing air sweeping toward him! Boom! The tornado storm collided in midair with the storm Ding Ling had summoned. After struggling against each other for a moment, they canceled each other out and vanished without a trace!

Ding Ling glanced sideways and saw a middle-aged man standing three hundred yards ahead. He had an immortal-like bearing and a long, fluttering beard, wore a Daoist robe, and held a long sword.

His bearing was extraordinary, making him stand out like a crane among chickens. At a glance, he seemed like a leader of some sort.

Ding Ling was just about to speak, but the newcomer shouted first:

"Who exactly are you, and why are you slaughtering your way through my military camp?!"

"Who are you?"

"I am Zhang Jiao, leader of the Yellow Turban Army!"

The newcomer moved and rode the wind. In the howling air, he arrived a short distance in front of Ding Ling.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he