Ding Ning didn't care about their murderous eyes. It was obvious that they were in the wrong.
If they tore off the last layer of shame because of anger, Ding Ning didn't mind killing the senior leaders of the Holy Gate.
Unfortunately, the senior leaders of the Holy Gate cherished their lives very much. Thousands of wolf cavalrymen were invincible, which made them feel disappointed. Even if they saw their disciples being brutally killed, and their hearts were bleeding, they could only keep a cold face and didn't dare to say a word.
Ye Qingxuan trembled slightly because of her grievance. She was the most active in dealing with Ding Ning, and she even sent her most trusted disciple. But now, she could only avoid the eyes of her trusted disciple asking for help. It was not hard to imagine how grievance and shame she felt.
Jiang Wenjian's face was livid, and he glared at Jian Miesheng, whose face was as pale as ash. If this idiot hadn't insisted on sending people to kill Ding Ning, they wouldn't have been in such an embarrassing situation.
Li Congfeng of the Holy Medical Family felt even more remorseful. After Han Wuyang and Pi Yitian died, he, an expert at the middle stage of the God Martial Arts Realm, became the highest representative of the Holy Medical Family here.
He was originally a member of Chiyang's bloodline, and served as the ninth elder of the Law Enforcement Hall. Han Wuyang's bloodline betrayed Chiyang. To be honest, he was more than happy to see them dead.
But this was related to the reputation of the Holy Medical Family. In order to win people's hearts, he sent his disciples to kill Ding Ning disguised as members of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan. But he didn't expect that the situation would be reversed, and the disciples of the Holy Medical Family fell into a desperate situation. How could he not feel remorseful?
The monks of the Tianyin Temple all felt lucky at the moment. Fortunately, they didn't choose a side clearly, and there was still room for redemption.
Speaking of the existence of the Tianyin Temple, the existence of the Tianyin Temple was quite embarrassing. Although it was one of the Seven Holy Gates, it was hundreds of years ago. Now it was strong in appearance but weak in reality.
Hundreds of years ago, there were many experts in the temple, and there were dozens of experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. But as those experts were about to die, they entered the Devil Abyss to look for opportunities and never came back. Since then, the Tianyin Temple had completely declined, and there were no more experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. It was not as good as the Holy-goddess Tribe, which couldn't break through the Holy Martial Arts Realm but at least had the support of formations.
Thus, in order to not expose the fact that the monastery had declined and to avoid losing its name as a Sacred Sect, the once flourishing and illustrious Heaven Hidden Temple had no choice but to close its doors and become a hidden Sacred Sect to silently accumulate strength.
Even though Tianyin Temple had sealed itself off from the world for a long time, they still had to show their presence when there was a major event in the martial arts world. However, their lack of confidence caused them to choose to take advantage of both sides in the conflict between the sacred sects. They always maintained an attitude of not offending anyone, and they played the role of being compassionate and aloof from worldly affairs to the acme of perfection. This was to prevent others from seeing through them and causing the calamity of annihilation.
In the past, if the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa joined hands to deal with the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, they would definitely not help either side. After all, the boorish men of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe were too terrible.
But this time, the Holy Medical Family, the Holy-sword Villa, and the Holy-goddess Tribe joined hands. After weighing the pros and cons, Tianyin Temple's nature of pursuing good fortune and avoiding harm gradually tilted the balance in their hearts toward the Three Sacred Sects. That was why they behaved extremely ambiguously in the previous conflict.
After all, they thought that no matter how powerful the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe was, it was impossible for them to compete with the Three Sacred Sects. If the Great Snow Mountain and the Tianji Pavilion, which had always been neutral, had not suddenly chosen to support Ding Ning, and if the National Warrior's Mansion had not supported Ding Ning, they would not have chosen to be neutral again.
Fortunately, they did not stand on the opposite side of Ding Ning. Otherwise, Tianyin Temple would have been in big trouble.
In their eyes, Ding Ning was the spokesperson of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, so they were not too surprised when Ding Ning sent out the Wolf Cavalry.
Although the Seven Sacred Sects were equally famous, all the Sacred Sects could not deny that the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe was the real number one Sacred Sect.
The Holy-saber Ancient Tribe was the descendant of the Jiuli Tribe, and it occupied the largest and oldest Secret Land in the human world. In addition, when they occasionally showed up in the world, they had shown mysterious witchcraft, so they had long been covered with a layer of mystery.
Therefore, the Sacred Sects subconsciously thought that these terrifying Wolf Cavalry must have been cultivated by the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe with secret skills, which indirectly confirmed the rumor that Ding Ning was a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
Only one disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe had come here, but he had made all the Sacred Sects feel helpless, which made them even more unfathomable about the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
"Puff! Puff!"
Covered in blood, Yan Tong panted heavily. His lungs were burning with pain, and he did not even want to move a finger. Looking at the Wolf Cavalry behind him, who were chasing him like maggots, his eyes were full of despair.
"Run, run quickly. Run to the place where there are many people. We can't give up."
Green Bamboo was a woman, but her desire to live was far stronger than Yan Tong's. Looking at this man who had been traveling with her all this time and had tricked her into giving up her body with flowery words, she gritted her teeth, dragged her leaden legs, and dragged him along as they continued to flee.
"It's, it's useless. We can't escape. Our sect has given up on us. That devil is using us to find the disciples of the Sacred Sects and kill them one by one."
Yan Tong laughed bitterly, broke free from Green Bamboo's hand, sat on the ground, and said miserably, "Run, run as long as you can. I can't make it."
"Yan Tong, are you still a f * cking man?"
Green Bamboo was angry at him for not fighting for his life. She dragged him forward and choked with tears in her eyes, "Wu, wu, wu, you are my man. I won't allow you to die. Until the last moment, no one can say that there is no miracle. If you are still a man, stand up and keep running until the moment we can't run anymore. Then we will die together."
Yan Tong's expression changed slightly. As a matter of fact, he did not have any feelings for Green Bamboo. They had been traveling together, and he had deceived her out of the deep-rooted bad nature of men. As soon as the Warriors' Assembly was over, they would go their separate ways and never meet each other again.
He believed that as long as she was a woman, she would not publicize this kind of thing for the sake of her reputation. At that time, as long as he tried his best to avoid her, she would naturally retreat after a while.
However, he did not expect that this woman, who had always been selfish, heartless, cruel, and jealous, would be so affectionate and righteous at the moment of life and death, which made him feel deeply ashamed. He did not know where the strength came from, but he took the initiative to pull Green Bamboo's hand and speed up running.
Ta, ta, ta!
The accelerated footsteps of the Wolf Cavalry behind him were like a death talisman, causing Yan Tong's scalp to go numb. He even used all his strength to pull Green Bamboo as he madly ran towards the fleeing crowd in front of him.
This crowd was the last area where the Sacred Gate's disciples were relatively concentrated. If he guessed correctly, this might be their final resting place.
However, he had no time to think about it now. He only wanted to escape into the crowd and let these people block the butcher knife of the Wolf Cavalry. Even if he could live for a minute longer, it would be good.
"F * cking Yan Tong, f * ck off, are you trying to get us killed?"
"These executioners don't kill everyone. It's all Yan Tong and that bitch. Wherever they run, the Wolf Cavalry will chase after them. They are simply a jinx."
"Run, it will be too late if you don't run now."
"It's useless, the Wolf Cavalry has already surrounded us. Where can we run to? We can't escape."
"F * ck, the Wolf Cavalry just passed by here and did not kill us. This god of plague has killed all of us as soon as he arrived."
"F * ck, we are going to die anyway. Even if we die, we must kill this b * stard couple."
…
The Holy Gate's disciples who were hiding in the crowd, thinking that they could escape this calamity, had ashen expressions on their faces. When they saw that the wolf cavalry had surrounded them from all directions, they immediately cursed at Yan Tong and Green Bamboo.
In a fit of rage, these Sacred Gate's disciples placed all the blame on Yan Tong and Green Bamboo. Holding the thought that even if they died, they wouldn't get away with it. With bloodshot eyes, they suddenly attacked Yan Tong and Green Bamboo.
"Ah!"
Caught off guard, Yan Tong's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to pull Green Bamboo to retreat, Green Bamboo suddenly pushed him in front of her. She twisted her body and dodged the attack, leaping into the crowd.
Yan Tong looked at Green Bamboo's back in despair and disbelief. He couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart. In the end, I still fell for her trick.
That's right, she and I are the same kind of person. We both have that kind of selfish nature, so how could we be willing to live and die together? She dragged me along to escape just to find a shield at the critical moment.
Unfortunately, when he realized it, it was already too late. Green Bamboo successfully used his feelings to escape death, but what was the use? Death was only a matter of time. If she escaped this time, what about the next time?
Boom!
Yan Tong was torn apart by a round of concentrated fire from the furious Sacred Gate's disciples. His eyes stared at the gray sky and quickly became dim.
"This is human nature, ugly human nature."
Seeing that Wu Xiang was looking at this scene in confusion, Ding Ning said with a calm face, like a wise old man who had seen through the world.
Pudding and Wu Xiang, the two young men, showed resentment on their faces. They stared at the figure of Green Bamboo who was fleeing frantically in the chaotic crowd, wishing that she could die under the butcher's knife of the Wolf Cavalry immediately.
"Angry? Angry? "
The corners of Ding Ning's mouth curled up slightly and he showed a hint of disdain. "In front of the pressure of death, not many people can suppress the darkest thoughts in their hearts. In order to survive, it is not impossible to do even more outrageous things."
"Amitabha, I don't think so. Although I don't deny what you said, even in the face of death, there will still be more people who choose the kindness in their hearts."
Little monk Wu Xiang's statue solemnly retorted.
"Then how about we make a bet?"
Ding Ning's lips raised, revealing the expression of a wolf grandmother who was trying to kidnap Little Red Riding Hood.
"Bet? Amitabha, I have sinned. My master said that gambling is one of the sources of sin. I don't gamble. "
Wu Xiang chanted the name of Buddha. He was not fooled at all.
Ding Ning was speechless. "Big gambling is bad for the body, small gambling is good for the mood. Do you dare to say that your master has never gambled?"
He did not believe that the monks in the Tianyin Temple, who lived in seclusion all year round and could not see outsiders all year round and could not go out at will, would not gamble because they lacked entertainment for a long time.
The little monk Wu Xiang was stunned. He carefully recalled and answered honestly and shyly, "My master … actually gambled with other martial uncles, but he did it behind my back. He thought that I didn't know, but in fact, I saw it all."
"So, nothing is absolute. Your master gambles himself, but why doesn't he allow you to gamble?"
Ding Ning said patiently and patiently.
"Yes, why is that? He knows that gambling is wrong, but my master doesn't allow me to gamble. Why does he still gamble himself? "
Wu Xiang was confused again. He felt that Ding Ning seemed to know everything, so he looked at him for help, wanting to ask for help.
Ding Ning smiled meaningfully. "Because your master is an eminent monk. He can control his desire very well. He treats gambling as a pastime, a kind of entertainment, or even a kind of life. He will never be addicted to it. But you are too young. When you see something new, it is easy for you to be addicted to it. You can't control this."
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