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Chapter 2294

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The round-faced cyan-robed old man frowned. "More than 100?"

"So we still need to think about it," Su Zhaonan said with a sigh.

They were the most unwilling to give up. They finally got this opportunity, but they couldn't seize it.

This kind of opportunity was hard to come by, and it was fleeting. They had already missed it. The opportunity had turned into danger, so they had to leave immediately. Otherwise, they would be seeking death.

"Let's go!" he said in a low voice.

The other six old men didn't object and nodded slowly.

Su Zhaonan glanced at Ning Jingtian. "Little Ning, can you hold on?"

"No problem!" Ning Jingtian said hurriedly.

"Then let's go back!" Su Zhaonan said.

"In your dreams!" A sneer suddenly sounded.

A handsome middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of them. He landed like a leaf and glanced at them. "You're so bold to want to kill us!"

"Zhao Yuanyang!" Su Zhaonan said coldly.

He looked around.

Since Zhao Yuanyang showed up, Sui Miaozhu was probably with him. The two Great Masters didn't come here to die. They must have shown up because they were sure they could kill them.

At this thought, Su Zhaonan's heart trembled. He said in a low voice, "Let's attack together and take him down as soon as possible!"

The other six old men pounced on Zhao Yuanyang at the same time.

Ning Jingtian retreated to the side and lay behind a tree, ready to take advantage of the situation. As for attacking them, he would be courting death. His goal was to track them, not to kill them.

Zhao Yuanyang was like a shadow. When they pounced on him, he retreated silently and sneaked into the forest.

The seven old men followed him without hesitation.

They thought they were inferior to Zhao Yuanyang, but they had a chance to kill him if they worked together.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang …" Su Zhaonan flew out of the forest with muffled sounds like spring thunder, which scared Ning Jingtian.

He hurried to catch Su Zhaonan.

"Puff!" As soon as he touched Su Zhaonan, he felt a great force surging through his internal organs. Everything went black in front of him, and he was about to pass out. He tried his best not to.

"Bang!" He became a cushion and put Su Zhaonan on his back. After being hit by Su Zhaonan, his internal organs were twisted again. Everything went black in front of him, and he was about to pass out.

"Ha!" He spat out a strange symbol to maintain his consciousness, but he was already in a trance.

Su Zhaonan coughed violently and spat out blood as he sat up.

"Martial Uncle Su, Zhao Yuanyang …" Ning Jingtian asked in surprise.

"It's not Zhao Yuanyang, it's Sui Miaozhu!" Su Zhaonan said hatefully, "She hid inside and launched a sneak attack. Despicable and shameless!"

Since none of them had discovered Sui Miaozhu's ambush, it was obvious that she had some special skills. As a result, she had successfully launched a sneak attack on them, severely injuring them and rendering them powerless to fight back.

"Sui Miaozhu's in there?" Ning Jingtian was even more eager to retreat.

If he got involved, he would definitely die.

"You go first, cough cough cough cough …" Su Zhaonan pushed him and started coughing violently again.

Blood kept gushing out from the corner of his mouth, and his face became paler and paler.

Ning Jingtian hastily took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out two black pills, and handed them to Su Zhaonan.

Su Zhaonan swallowed it in one gulp, then shook his head and said, "It's useless. Sui Miaozhu's palm energy is too strange. It's useless even if you take a spirit pill. Hurry up and leave, don't dawdle!"

"Martial Uncle Su, can't we take them down?" Ning Jingtian hastily asked.

In his opinion, seven top-notch martial artists were enough to deal with two High Lords. After all, top-notch martial artists like Su Zhaonan were rare in this world. If the situation wasn't bad, they wouldn't have mobilized such a martial artist.

"Bang!" Another thunderous sound was heard, and a blue-robed old man flew out.

Ning Jingtian was powerless to do anything. He could only watch as the blue-robed old man flew over their heads and landed a hundred feet away. When he landed with a "bang", he spat out blood and coughed violently.

"Martial Uncle Jing!" Ning Jingtian hastily called out.

The blue-robed old man glared at him. "Hurry up and leave!"

Ning Jingtian hastily said, "Martial Uncle Jing, I'll take you with me!"

"Then no one can leave. Hurry up and leave!" Su Zhaonan said in a deep voice.

Zhao Yuanyang and Sui Miaozhu had no time to care about Ning Jingtian now. Once they were free, Ning Jingtian would definitely die. If there was a sect in the Beyond Heavens Realm that Asura hated the most, it would be the Heaven Shaking Tower. Most of the Asuras who died in the extraterritorial battlefield were killed by the Heaven Shaking Tower.

Even if Ning Jingtian's martial arts were far inferior to Zhao Yuanyang and Sui Miaozhu, they would definitely not let Ning Jingtian go.

If they fought with their lives on the line, they could still escape if they couldn't win. However, Ning Jingtian couldn't do that, so he had to leave first.

"Bang!" Another blue-robed old man flew out with a muffled sound.

Ning Jingtian called out, "Martial Uncle Xu!"

The blue-robed old man's injuries were even more severe. After he flew far away from them, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up. He could only breathe heavily and say in a hoarse voice, "Sui Miaozhu!"

Sui Miaozhu's movement technique was too fast. Their encirclement was no different from a one-on-one fight. They only felt that their hands and feet were tied, and an inexplicable sense of despair rose in them. They couldn't even see the shape of her palm clearly before they were sent flying.

Ning Jingtian wanted to say something, but Su Zhaonan pushed him. "Hurry up and leave!"

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Right after he said that, he turned around and fled.

"Swoosh!" Suddenly, a shrill sound was heard.

Ning Jingtian felt that something was wrong, but he already had no strength to escape. His body flew up and looked down at his chest in mid-air. There was a bloody hole where his heart was, and all his strength was leaking out from this bloody hole.

He widened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and heard the roars of Su Zhaonan and the other two. "Sui Miaozhu — —!"

Darkness surged over like a tide, and he fell to the ground, motionless. His breath was getting weaker and weaker.

His Deduction Technique was not weak, and he could predict whether he was lucky or not, but he couldn't predict his killing intent this time. The Heaven Shaking Tower also couldn't predict it, or else they wouldn't have let him come.

He suddenly understood why the elders in the sect repeatedly told him that the Deduction Technique could be trusted, but not completely trusted, or else he would fall into a dead end. Sui Miaozhu and Zhao Yuanyang could hide from the heavens, and so could Chu Li. With the two of them together, his Deduction was not accurate at all. His prediction was lucky, but it was actually wrong.

As he thought about this, his deduction technique improved by another level. Unfortunately, it was too late. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a white figure rushing over like a flash of light. Although he could not see the person's face clearly, he was certain that it was Chu Li.

At this point, his mind completely stopped, and he died with unwillingness.

Chu Li shot into the forest like a flash of light, and saw Zhao Yuanyang and Sui Miaozhu fighting with the four elders in green robes. They were at ease, but they didn't use any killing moves, as if the four elders could really stop them.

Chu Li saw that Sui Miaozhu and Zhao Yuanyang were at ease, so he shouted, "Run!"

The four elders in green robes saw that it was him, and turned to leave.

Sui Miaozhu and Zhao Yuanyang's palm energy was suddenly overbearing, and they wanted to trap them.

The sword wheel above Chu Li's head turned into a ball of silver light, and shot toward Sui Miaozhu. He scoffed, "Do you want to perish together with me, Honorable Lord Sui?"

"Chu Li, you're courting death!" Sui Miaozhu said coldly, and the golden sword in her sleeve turned into a ball of golden light to meet the attack, and it let out a continuous "ding ding" sound, like rain hitting a banana leaf, rapid and dense.

Chu Li said, "I'm courting death, but they're from Taihao Peak, get out of my way!"

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