After hearing this, Wu Liduo pondered for a long time, but he still couldn't judge Ding Ning's real strength. After such a long time, there was still no news from the Four Great Elders, which made him more and more uneasy.
He turned his head to look at Zhai Ying, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, and his heart was full of resentment and helplessness. "Although the Demon Cult is a small sect and the Corpse-driven Sect is a big sect, you shouldn't bully people like this, right?
"For you, a spy who infiltrated our Demon Cult, the Demon Cult not only sacrificed the life of the current Sect Master, but also made trouble for Tai Sui." F * ck, this is Yan Jing, where Marquis Wu is in charge. Do you want to ruin our Demon Cult? "
But he didn't know that when Zhai Ying noticed his resentful eyes, he was also very depressed. "I'm also very helpless, okay?
I just want to get the breeding method of your Demon Cult's Brain-eating Gu. It's okay that I lost my grandson, but now I may also lose my life.
"It's all your fault, Old Weirdo Chixia. As an Elder of the Holy Medical Family and an expert in the Real Martial Arts Realm, why do you make things difficult for our Corpse-driven Sect, which is a small sect?"
He wanted to explain to Wu Liduo, but when he thought of Old Weirdo Chixia's calm face and the warning in his words, he couldn't say anything. He really couldn't afford to offend the people of the Holy Medical Family.
When he thought that once the matter was exposed, he would face the strong pressure of the National Warrior's Mansion, he felt cramps in his legs and his face was full of bitterness. "When the King of Hell fights, the little guy suffers."
…
Gui Street was like a real ghost street at the moment, and all the people on the street fell into a strange sleep.
Ding Ning shook his head to get rid of the faint sense of dizziness, but he was secretly shocked. "Thousand-mile Intoxication — what a powerful drug! It can even paralyze the central nervous system."
Even with his super strong spiritual force, he had a feeling of drowsiness. On the contrary, Yagyuu Asamayu made him a little confused. Unexpectedly, she was not affected at all as if nothing had happened.
But he had no time to think about it at the moment. The four sudden old men gave him a strong sense of danger. After his whole body was tense and he was ready to fight, he said in a deep voice, "Who are you? What do you want? "
"Who are we? Haha, you killed Zhai Fang and our Sect Master, Wu Tianxie. How dare you ask us who we are? "
A sinister-looking old man cackled strangely, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.
Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat. "It turns out that they are from the Demon Cult. How did they find me?" He pretended to be stupid with a fluke and said, "What Zhai Fang? What Wu Tianxie? I don't know. Did you find the wrong person? "
"Wrong person? Tsk tsk, do you take us for fools? The curse of life is on you. Who else could it be but you? You still want to deny it? What a joke. "
An old man with a red nose stared at Ding Ning with scorn in his eyes as though he was looking at a dead man.
"Life Curse? What life curse? "
Ding Ning's heart sank. He remembered that Zhai Fang did use some curse of life at that time, but he didn't find any trace of it. He thought that Zhai Fang was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that there was really such a thing. No wonder these people could find him. Now he was in big trouble.
"The Curse of Life is …"
The red-nosed old man patiently wanted to explain to Ding Ning, but he was interrupted impatiently by an old man with the mark of an elm coin at the corner of his eye, who had never spoken. "Eighth Brother, don't forget where you are. Finish your business quickly and retreat. Don't talk nonsense."
The red-nosed old man was shocked and immediately said coldly, "Boy, hand over the Spiritual Gu King, and I will consider leaving you a whole body. Otherwise, you will be fed to my Gu."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four of them burst out a powerful momentum at the same time and firmly locked Ding Ning.
"Spiritual Gu King, do you mean this?"
Ding Ning felt as if he was trapped in a swamp, and even speaking became difficult. He reached out his hand with fear, revealing the Ancient Magic Mosquito in his palm.
"Yes, that's it!"
The four old men felt that the Natal Gu in their bodies trembled with fear as soon as the Magic Mosquito came out, and they immediately became happy with greed in their eyes. The red-nosed old man was the first one who couldn't help rushing forward to catch the Magic Mosquito.
"No, Eighth Brother, be careful of a trap!"
Seeing that Ding Ning suddenly took the initiative to throw the Magic Mosquito to the red-nosed old man, the old man suddenly had a strong uneasiness in his heart and cried out involuntarily.
The red-nosed old man got the warning and suddenly had a strong sense of alarm. With a shudder, he retreated quickly.
But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than the Magic Mosquito. A red light flashed, and the red-nosed old man let out a shrill scream. His whole body began to shrink strangely as if he had lost water. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a dry corpse.
Ding Ning was shocked. He didn't expect that the Magic Mosquito would evolve again after swallowing Wu Tianxie's Natal Gu last time. Now it took less than two seconds to suck up a person's essence and blood.
"Plop!"
The red-nosed old man fell straight to the ground, and dozens of poisonous insects crawled out of his body and fled in all directions.
The Magic Mosquito seemed to be particularly interested in the Gu, so how could it let this feast go? With a dazzling flash of red light, the dozens of poisonous insects all turned into dry corpses.
Only then did the Magic Mosquito fly back to Ding Ning's palm with satisfaction and keep jumping as if showing off its achievements.
There was no sadness on the faces of the three old men, but they looked at Ding Ning with great fear, as if the red-nosed old man was not familiar with them.
After the three old men looked at each other, the big-mouthed old man, who spoke first, retreated instead of advancing. He muttered something, and a spot of black light suddenly went away in the night.
Ding Ning thought, "This guy is calling for reinforcements. It's hard enough for me to deal with these three old men, and if reinforcements come, it will be dangerous."
If it were him alone, he would have the confidence to escape, but now there were so many people fainted in Gui Street. God knew whether these people would start a massacre after he escaped.
Therefore, he could only find a way to shift the battlefield and defeat them one by one. Through the spiritual connection, he asked Yagyuu Asamayu to find a chance to hide, while he rushed to the big-mouthed old man regardless of his own safety and shouted with grief and indignation, "I'll fight with you."
"Boy, you're courting death!"
Having learned a lesson from the red-nosed old man, the three old men no longer dared to be careless. The spiritual power around them fluctuated to form a protective light shield, and they besieged Ding Ning.
Ding Ning complained in his heart. "These three old men have higher cultivation than me, and it's hard for me to deal with one of them. Unexpectedly, they are so shameless that they join hands with me without hesitation."
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Ding Ning and the big-mouthed old man collided head-on with each other, and then he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
The big-mouthed old man was full of doubts. "How can the guy who can kill Wu Tianxie be so weak? It doesn't make sense!"
"No, we've been fooled. This boy wants to escape. Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother and I will go to the front to stop him, and you go after him. Don't let him escape."
Seeing that Ding Ning did a roll in the air without hesitation with the help of the palm strength and escaped into the darkness, the old man with the elm money changed his face and quickly shouted to the big-mouthed old man. Then, he and the old man with a gloomy face, one on the left and the other on the right, separated and outflanked Ding Ning.
"I got it, Fifth Brother."
The big-mouthed old man nodded without hesitation and chased Ding Ning in a straight line.
"No need to chase after him. I'm coming!"
Just as the Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder left and the Sixth Elder chased after him, Ding Ning suddenly turned back, chuckled, and punched at the Sixth Elder.
"You're courting death!"
The Sixth Elder sneered and waved his palm, but he was quite disapproving in his heart. "Do you think I can't catch you when I'm alone?"
"Bang!"
At the moment when the fist and the palm collided, a terrifying force that could topple the mountains and overturn the seas directly shattered his body-protecting spiritual energy, and the punch dislocated his internal organs. He spat out blood wildly from his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror. "How is it possible? Are you an expert at the peak of the Sky Martial Arts Realm? "
"Answer …"
Ding Ning smiled faintly, but he approached the Sixth Elder like a shadow and punched him fiercely again. "Wrong!"
"Bang!"
The Sixth Elder was not willing to wait for death. Regardless of his internal injury, he rolled over and roared, and a small cyan snake suddenly left his body and shot at Ding Ning like an arrow.
He did not expect to hurt Ding Ning, but he just wanted to take the opportunity to escape, join the others, and fight for time to heal.
Ding Ning did not even look at the Sixth Elder who was frantically fleeing and the oncoming small cyan snake. Without his command, the Ancient Magic Mosquito happily pounced on the small cyan snake and turned it into a dry snake corpse in the blink of an eye. He shouted to stop Yagyuu Asamayu from showing up, raced against time, and rushed to Luo Zhicheng to check his pulse.
The result made him breathe a sigh of relief. It was just a nerve paralysis toxin, which did no harm to the body, but even if Luo Zhicheng woke up, he would be paralyzed for half an hour, so he could not count on Luo Zhicheng to help him in a short time.
But as long as he could wake him up, it would be very useful. After all, with his identity, even if he could not move, he could call for help.
Several silver lights flashed, and the silver needles pierced into Luo Zhicheng's head, stimulating his central nervous system and forcibly waking him up.
As soon as Luo Zhicheng woke up, Ding Ning quickly told him what had happened when he was attacked. "I don't have time, and they are coming. I am going to lead them away now, and you should call for help to protect them."
Luo Zhicheng's face was livid. He did not expect that as a master, he not only failed to protect Ding Ning, but also needed Ding Ning to attract the enemy's firepower, which made him feel extremely ashamed.
But he also knew the priority of the matter, so he immediately took out his phone with trembling hands and began to call for help.
From a distance came the sound of something breaking through the air. Ding Ning turned around and went up to attract the enemy's attention. He also sternly ordered Yagyuu Asamayu, who was eager to sneak attack the enemy, not to act rashly and to protect Luo Zhicheng. Whether they could escape today depended on him.
He knew that there were eight Great Elders in the Demon Cult. Since Big Mouth Old Six asked for help, it meant that there were more than four of them.
Even if the old Sect Master of the Demon Cult did not come, with only eight Great Elders, he was afraid that he would be in danger today.
Just now, he could hurt Sixth Elder with one punch, not because he was more powerful than Sixth Elder, but because he used the first punch of the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique.
Although this punch had not been practiced to perfection, it was his strongest punch, because this punch mobilized the strength of every cell in his body, and it was the punch with the strongest explosive force.
But similarly, although this punch was powerful, it needed a short time to accumulate strength, and it consumed a lot of energy. So, he could only punch this kind of punch three times at most.
In the face of a life-and-death crisis, he calmed down. At this time, he could not be in a mess. Since he could not defeat the enemy with force, he could only defeat them with wits. While stalling for time to wait for reinforcements, he tried to defeat them one by one.
Spitting blood from his mouth, Sixth Elder fled crazily. A figure flashed in front of him, and Seventh Elder showed up. He asked in surprise, "Sixth Elder, what's wrong with you?"
"Alas! Don't mention it. I was tricked by that guy. Protect me quickly. I want to cure … ah … "
Before Sixth Elder finished his words, his face changed dramatically, and he let out a shrill scream.
"Sixth Elder, what's wrong with you?"
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