CHAPTER 1668: CHAPTER 1668
Go their separate ways
The auras of this group of cultivators were even more terrifying than the group behind Old Devil Du. The most important thing was that their killing intent was extremely strong. They weren't like ordinary cultivators, but rather the kind of old foxes who had experienced countless dangers in dangerous places!
At this moment, Void Butcher and the others finally understood what the sloppy old man meant. The Flying Dragon Squad was clearly a team of evildoers. Otherwise, how could there be so many cultivators hidden in this dangerous place?
Wan Long and the other two's expressions changed slightly. When they thought about how Old Devil Du had wanted to pull them into the team, it was likely that his goal wasn't to enter a desperate situation of death. Instead, he had his eyes on their belongings and was planning to kill them after they entered this danger zone!
"Look, we have so many people on our side. Will there be a life-and-death struggle?"
Old Du looked at Void Butcher with a grin.
"This …"
Void Butcher looked at Old Du in bewilderment. Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui also revealed a trace of fear on their faces. They did not expect Old Du to have such a trump card. The three of them had not been in the Waste Region's market for long. If they had stayed longer, they might have found some clues.
"It's over …"
Bu Shaofeng felt a little hopeless. Old Du was going to kill them.
Wan Long looked at Ning Qi, then at Old Devil Du. Suddenly, he stood up and sat at the next table. Yu Jian followed. Ning Dong 'er was slightly startled. She bit her lower lip and followed without a word.
"This matter has nothing to do with the three of us. We won't get involved."
Wan Long smiled.
"A wise man submits to circumstances."
Old Du smiled and nodded at Wan Long. Then, his gaze fell on Void Butcher. After a moment of silence, Void Butcher and the others slowly stood up.
"Brother Xuan Bei, I'm sorry."
Void Butcher was slightly apologetic.
The current situation was very clear. If they were to really fight, Old Devil Du's side would probably only lose one or two people at most, and that would be enough to wipe them all out. They had only been in contact with Ning Qi for a few months, so there was absolutely no need for them to lose their lives for the sake of Ning Qi and the other two.
"It's fine."
Ning Qi smiled faintly, as if he did not care.
When Void Butcher saw this, he felt even more guilty. He could not bear to see Ning Qi die on the spot. He glanced at Wan Long and the six of them left the teahouse together.
"Hehe, now that your backer is gone, can you tell me the whereabouts of my four team members? Were they killed by you? "
Old Devil Du smiled faintly and sat in front of Ning Qi. His gaze swept across Ning Qi and the other two before finally locking onto Ning Qi. Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi weren't even First Tribulation Creators, so it was impossible for them to kill four Second Tribulation Creators. Thus, the only one who could do it was Ning Qi.
The sloppy old man was still eating and drinking by himself. From time to time, he would glance at Ning Qi with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes. The other cultivators in the teahouse were the same. They had no intention of leaving, as if they were used to this scene.
"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Xuan Bei. Your four team members died in my hands! If you want to kill me, just come at me! "
Before Ning Qi could speak, Bu Shaofeng suddenly stood up and stared at Old Devil Du.
"Brother, you …"
Bu Qingshi was startled.
"Sit down. With your half-step Creation strength, you can kill four Second Tribulation Creators? Do you think you're the personal disciple of Dao Yan Celestial Emperor? "
Old Devil Du looked at Bu Shaofeng mockingly.
Bu Shaofeng's face turned from green to white. Finally, he looked at Ning Qi apologetically and sat down. Whether they lived or died would depend on Old Devil Du's mood.
"That's right, I killed them."
Ning Qi picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He looked at Old Devil Du and the others with a smile.
One, two, three, fifteen, twenty-three, twenty-eight, haha! Including Old Devil Du, there were a total of twenty-eight Third Tribulation Creators. To Ning Qi, this was all creation points!
A Third Tribulation Creator could obtain fifteen creation points. Twenty-eight people would be a total of 420 creation points. If there were a few more batches of these fellows, Ning Qi would soon be able to break through to become a Fourth Tribulation Creator.
A trace of surprise flashed in Old Devil Du's eyes. He did not expect Ning Qi to admit it so decisively. The group of Third Tribulation Creators that he brought stared at Ning Qi coldly. One of them said, "Big Brother Du, there's no need to talk nonsense with this person. Just skin him, pull out his bones, and throw him into the Valley of the Dead!"
"I think we need some sky lanterns. Otherwise, the other cultivators will think that our Flying Dragon Squad is bullying them."
"How about this, we chop off all his limbs and raise him in a wooden barrel. What do you think?"
"This suggestion is not bad."
Cruel suggestions were made by the cultivators of the Flying Dragon Squad. The other cultivators in the teahouse felt a chill in their hearts when they heard it. They looked at the cultivators of the Flying Dragon Squad with a trace of fear in their eyes. Only the sloppy old man did not seem to be afraid at all. When he ate the meat, his chomping sounds were very loud.
"Little brother, out of these suggestions, which one do you like the most?"
Old Devil Du looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile.
Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were already trembling in fear. Any one of those suggestions was extremely cruel. It was obvious that they wanted to torture them to death.
"You guys should be glad."
Ning Qi looked at Old Devil Du for a while and suddenly said with a smile.
Glad?
A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes. Was this guy scared out of his wits?
"Glad? Why should we be glad? "
Old Devil Du chuckled.
"Because I'm not as perverted as you guys, and I don't have the spare time. Otherwise, I would let you guys try those suggestions one by one. Especially you, I might let you have a taste of them all."
Ning Qi looked at Old Devil Du and said with a faint smile.
"Arrogant!"
The cultivator who first proposed to flay Ning Qi and throw him into the Valley of the Dead suddenly roared in anger. But in the next moment, a blade light flashed, and in front of everyone, this Three Tribulation Creator was directly turned into a pile of rotten meat. He had no strength to resist!
Everyone, including Old Devil Du, was stunned. Then, without waiting for Old Devil Du and the others to react, another wave of blade light flashed in the teahouse.
Puff, puff, puff …
Twenty-seven Three Tribulation Creators were all turned into a pile of rotten meat. They died on the spot. Before they could even react, even their souls were scattered by the blade light, dissipating in the world.
"This guy …"
The cultivators in the teahouse who were planning to watch the show gasped and looked at Ning Qi in shock. Even an ordinary Fourth Tribulation Creator would not be able to kill more than twenty Third Tribulation Creators in a row, and it was done in an instant, right?
The sloppy old man's eyes also underwent a huge change. The originally unruly eyes turned into shock.
"You …"
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