CHAPTER 1681: Chapter 1681
A Swift and Smooth Kick
"We can't go out! We'll definitely die if we go out! "
The selected cultivators looked at each other and stood up in unison. They gathered together and looked at Zhao Lang with vigilant eyes.
Zhao Lang was staring at Ning Qi. He glanced at them coldly and said, "It's not up to you whether you want to go out or not!"
Roar!
A roar came from outside, accompanied by a few screams. Everyone's expression changed. They walked to the entrance of the dilapidated temple and looked into the distance.
Ning Qi and the others were no exception.
They saw a translucent shadow in the distance. It was holding a head and a headless corpse in its hands, and it was roaring at the sky. The clothes on this shadow were very ancient. It was very likely that it had died hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even millions of years ago!
As if it had sensed the situation in the dilapidated temple, the shadow's gaze suddenly shot over!
Xiao Wuye and the others looked at each other and suddenly attacked. Among the cultivators selected by Zhao Lang, some were only First Tribulation Masters of Creation, and some were Second Tribulation Masters of Creation. Facing Xiao Wuye and the others, who could fight against a Fourth Tribulation Master of Creation together, they could not withstand a single blow. They were directly suppressed by them and then thrown out of the dilapidated temple!
"You'll all die a horrible death!"
The group of cultivators roared at Xiao Wuye and the others in the blood-colored rain, and then fled in all directions. Because Xiao Wuye and the others were standing at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, it was impossible for them to go back. They could only see if they could escape to the next difficult place before they were killed by the souls of the ancient powerhouses!
A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the cultivators who were not selected. If their cultivation was slightly lower, they would be the ones thrown out today.
In the cultivation world, the one with the bigger fist was the one who called the shots!
"There are three more people!"
Zhao Lang's gaze fell on Ning Qi and the others, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Are you going to go out yourselves, or do you want me to do it?"
Void Butcher's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of anticipation in his heart. If Ning Qi and the others were thrown out of the dilapidated temple and killed by the souls of the ancient powerhouses, he would get rid of a knot in his heart.
"Senior …"
Bu Shaofeng and his sister looked at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi laughed lightly and paid no attention to Zhao Lang. Xiao Wuye and the others glanced at Zhao Lang when they saw this. Zhao Lang instantly felt infuriated in his heart, and he walked directly towards Ning Qi while a vast energy of creation surged out violently from his body!
Everyone was slightly stunned because Zhao Lang's actions weren't to throw Ning Qi and the others out of the ruined temple, but to directly kill Ning Qi!
"As expected of a cultivator from the Joyful Demon Sect. How domineering!"
Many cultivators cursed in their hearts.
Just when everyone was certain that Ning Qi's group of three would undoubtedly die, Ning Qi's figure moved slightly and appeared behind Zhao Lang. He kicked Zhao Lang's buttocks, and in the next moment, Zhao Lang cried out in alarm as his entire body flew out of the dilapidated temple. It was unknown if it was a coincidence or if Ning Qi had done it on purpose, but the direction he flew towards was where the ancient expert's soul was!
"Senior Brother!"
There were two other Joyful Demon Sect cultivators who followed Xiao Wuye into the dilapidated temple. When they saw Ning Qi kick Zhao Lang out of the temple, they subconsciously attacked Ning Qi.
Pfft pfft!
With another two smooth kicks, the two Joyful Demon Sect cultivators immediately followed Zhao Lang's footsteps and flew towards the ancient expert's soul.
"No!"
After Zhao Lang regained his senses, he let out a terrified roar. He turned his head to glare at Ning Qi with resentment and unwillingness. Following that, he was torn to shreds by the ancient warrior's soul without any ability to resist. His two junior brothers ended up the same way as Zhao Lang!
After the ancient expert's soul killed the three of them, it landed in front of the dilapidated temple and looked at the crowd with its cold eyes. At this moment, a golden light appeared on the dilapidated temple. Seeing this, it roared towards the sky and chased after the cultivators who had just escaped from the dilapidated temple.
Drip …
Some cultivators' cold sweat dripped onto the ground. After the ancient expert's soul left, they heaved a long sigh of relief and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.
Zhao Lang was a Three Tribulation Creator and a cultivator of the Joyful Demon Sect. His battle strength was definitely stronger than ordinary sects and unaffiliated cultivators of the same level!
However, such an existence was actually kicked out by the other party and died in the hands of an ancient expert's soul. This caused them to have a huge change in their perception of Ning Qi's strength. Their gazes towards Ning Qi also carried a trace of fear and shock. He was clearly emitting the aura of a Second Tribulation Creator, but his performance was so much stronger than a Third Tribulation Creator's. He could very well be an existence that pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger!
The cultivator who was lying in the corner and scolded Bu Shaofeng earlier had a trace of fear in his eyes. If he knew that Ning Qi's battle strength was so strong, he would have obediently given up his seat just now.
"Zhao Lang … is dead …"
Xiao Wuye, Duanmu Chong, You Feng and the rest looked at Ning Qi with strange gazes. Zhao Lang was the same as them, a genius disciple of the seven major sects. Among the seven of them, his battle strength wasn't the top, but it wasn't that bad either! Fu Ji had sparred with Zhao Lang before, and both of them were evenly matched!
As for Xiao Wuye, who was the strongest, he would need at least a hundred moves to defeat Zhao Lang. Moreover, the energy he would need to expend would definitely be extraordinary!
After all, both of them were experts of the same cultivation realm with the Creation Realm. Even if there was a difference in strength, the difference would be extremely small after each of them used their Creation Realm!
"Amitabha, do you know who was killed by you just now?"
Shakya Ruye looked at Ning Qi and smiled.
"A cultivator from the Joyful Demon Sect. I think his name is Zhao Lang?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Hmm?"
Everyone's gazes became even more strange. Since he knew that Zhao Lang was a cultivator from the Joyful Demon Sect, and he killed Zhao Lang, or rather, sent Zhao Lang to hell with his own hands, why was he so calm?
Everyone's fear of Ning Qi deepened. Zhao Lang was already dead, and they were taking refuge in the forbidden area. Now that there were exactly fifty people in the temple, there was no benefit in continuing to argue with Ning Qi. Therefore, Xiao Wuye was the first to turn around and find a place to sit cross-legged. When the cultivators saw that, they all moved to the side with ugly expressions.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is …"
Void Butcher and the other two came to a sudden realization. They finally understood how Ning Qi had escaped from Old Devil Du's hands. It wasn't that Ning Qi was fast, but … Ning Qi's battle strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Old Devil Du might be a Three Tribulation Creator, but he was naturally weaker than a cultivator from the Joyful Demon Sect. Ning Qi could even send a cultivator from the Joyful Demon Sect flying with a kick, so what could Old Devil Du and the others do?
Void Butcher's expression turned ugly when he thought of this. There was a trace of fear in his eyes. He wanted to explain to Ning Qi, but he didn't know where to start.
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