Chapter 1392
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Instantly, Tang Zheng made up his mind. No matter what, he absolutely could not allow the tiger to return to the mountain. Let this group of people leave and spread the news.
Tang Zheng would try his best to buy as much time as possible to avoid attracting Ji Wuxiang's attention prematurely. Ji Wuxiang was an ambitious person. Once he had this kind of strength, he would definitely not be willing to be left out.
From the fact that he sent people to ambush Mo Xie, it could be seen.
His spearhead would not only target Mo Xie, but also Chi You. This was definitely the opponent he wanted to defeat the most.
After all, Chi You's strength was unprecedented. Ji Wuxiang would definitely not sit idly by and do nothing. Instead, he would think of ways to deal with Chi You.
This was precisely in line with Tang Zheng's goal.
When the sandpiper and the clam fought, the fisherman would benefit. No matter who won or lost between Ji Wuxiang and Chi You, once the outcome of this battle was decided, these two people could not be the winner. Only Tang Zheng, who would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, could be the winner.
The only thing he needed to do was to suppress the news that he was not dead and let the outside world continue to think that he was dead.
To do this was not difficult. The most crucial part was to get rid of these martial artists in front of him.
His gaze lingered in a circle, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually grew stronger.
The martial artists clearly sensed this, but they were not afraid. Instead, they volunteered to take a few steps forward, with the intent to fight to the death.
Mo Xie's eyes darted around. He finally understood that Tang Zheng's actions were not seeking death or seeking survival in the cracks. After all, their tenacious struggle was worthy of respect.
"Kill — —"
The martial artists launched a fierce attack again, their killing intent filling the sky.
Tang Zheng stretched out his hand and a black hole appeared in front of him. Swish, swish, swish. Several martial artists were immediately sucked in without even a scream.
The others' expressions did not change. They were indifferent.
"Come here!"
Tang Zheng roared. The palm of his hand also produced a suction force. The martial artists did not have time to resist and were sucked into his palm.
The martial artist's expression did not change as he shouted, "Why did you catch me?"
"If you don't want to speak, then I will personally pry open your mouths." Tang Zheng's killing intent soared as he coldly said.
The martial artist's heart trembled, and he put on a strong front and said, "I'm not afraid of your petty tricks."
Tang Zheng smiled faintly. "You're not afraid, are you? We'll see in a moment. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black light appeared in Tang Zheng's palm.
"Ahhh!" A miserable shriek resounded through the sky as black light flickered.
Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear to him and concentrated on dealing with the martial artist. The hero in his hands had completely surrendered. The information in his brain had been taken away by Tang Zheng using the Soul Searching Technique, and he himself had become a fool.
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