1668: C1668 They Parted Ways

C1668 They Parted Ways

1668.

The auras of these cultivators were even more terrifying than the ones following Old Ghost Du. Most importantly, their killing intent was very strong. They didn't look like ordinary cultivators, but the kind of people who would crawl around in dangerous places. They had experienced countless dangers!

At this moment, Tu Kong and the others finally understood what the slovenly old man meant. The Flying Dragon Squad was clearly a gang that ate black. Otherwise, how could there be so many cultivators hiding in this dangerous place?

Wan Loong and the other two's expressions changed slightly. When they thought about how Old Ghost Du wanted them to join the team, their goal was not to go to Death Impasse, but to obtain their belongings. They planned to sneak attack and kill them in this dangerous place!

"Look, there are so many of us here. Do you think there will be a life and death struggle between us?"

Old Ghost Du looked at Tu Kong with a smile on his face.

"This..."

Tu Kong looked at Old Ghost Du with surprise and doubt. Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui also revealed a trace of fear on their faces. They did not expect Old Ghost Du to have such a trump card. The three of them had not been in Desolate Domain Great Market for long. If they stayed longer, they might get some clues.

"It's over..."

Bu Shaofeng felt some despair in his heart. Old Ghost Du was going to kill them.

Wan Loong looked at Ning Qi and then looked at Old Ghost Du. He suddenly sat up at the table next door. Yu Jian followed him. Ning Dong'er was slightly stunned. She bit her lips and followed him without saying anything.

"This has nothing to do with the three of us. We won't get involved."

Wan Loong said with a smile.

"A wise man knows the situation."

Old Ghost Du smiled and nodded at Wan Loong. Then he looked at Tu Kong. Tu Kong and the other two were silent for a while before they slowly stood up.

"Brother Mr. Xuanbei, I'm sorry."

Tu Kong looked apologetic.

The current situation was very obvious. If they really started a fight... He was afraid that Old Ghost Du would at most lose one or two men, and they would be completely wiped out. They had only been in contact with Ning Qi for a few months, and there was no need for them to fight for Ning Qi and the other two. They would lose their lives for the sake of ___ and the other two men.

"It's fine."

Ning Qi said with a faint smile, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Seeing this, Tu Kong felt even more guilty in his heart. He couldn't bear to see Ning Qi die on the spot. He glanced at Wan Loong, then the six of them left the teahouse together.

"Hehe, now that your backer has left, can you tell me the whereabouts of my four teammates? Were they killed by you?"

Old Ghost Du smiled and sat down in front of Ning Qi. His eyes swept across Ning Qi and the other two, and finally locked onto Ning Qi. Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were not even First Tribulation Creator, so it was impossible for them to kill four Second Tribulation Creator. In that case, the only one who could attack was Ning Qi.

The slovenly old man was still eating and drinking, glancing at Ning Qi from time to time. There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes. It was the same for the other cultivators in the teahouse. He had no intention of leaving, as if this scene was already common.

"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Xuanbei. Those four members of yours died in my hands! If you want to kill or cut them, just come at me!"

Before Ning Qi could say anything, Bu Shaofeng suddenly stood up and stared at Old Ghost Du.

"Brother, you..."

Bu Qingshi was shocked.

"Sit down. With your Half-step Creation strength, you can kill four Second Tribulation Creator? Do you think you are Immortal Emperor Daoyan's direct disciple?"

Old Ghost Du gave Bu Shaofeng a mocking look.

Bu Shaofeng's face turned from green to white. Finally, he gave Ning Qi an apologetic look and sat down. Whether they would live or die would depend on Old Ghost Du's mood.

"That's right. I was the one who killed them."

Ning Qi picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He looked at Old Ghost Du and the others with a smile.

One, two, three, fifteen. Twenty-three. Twenty-eight. Haha! Including Old Ghost Du, there was a total of twenty-eight Third Tribulation Creator. To Ning Qi, these were all Creation Points!

A single Third Tribulation Creator could obtain fifteen Creation Point. Twenty-eight people, that was a total of four hundred and twenty Creation Points. With a few more batches of these fellows, Ning Qi would soon be able to break through to the Fourth Tribulation Creator realm.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Old Ghost Du's eyes, as if he didn't expect Ning Qi to admit it so decisively. As for the group of Third Tribulation Creators that he brought, they stared at Ning Qi with cold eyes. One of them said, "Brother Du, there's no need to talk nonsense with this person. Just skin him and pull out his bones. Throw him into the Dead Man Valley!"

"I think we should use the Heavenly Lamp. Otherwise, the other cultivators will think that our Flying Dragon Squad is bullying us."

"How about this, chop off all his limbs and put them in the wooden bucket to raise him. What do you think?"

"This is a good suggestion."

One after another, cruel suggestions came out from the mouths of the Flying Dragon Squad cultivators. When the other cultivators in the teahouse heard this, they felt a chill in their hearts. They looked at the cultivators of Flying Dragon Squad with a hint of fear in their eyes. Only the slovenly old man didn't seem afraid at all. When he ate the meat, the sound of his lips hitting the ground was very loud.

"Little brother, which one of these suggestions do you think you like the most?"

Old Ghost Du looked at Ning Qi with a smile that was not a smile.

Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were so scared that their bodies were trembling. Any one of those proposals was extremely cruel. It was obvious that they were going to torture them to death.

"You guys should feel lucky."

Ning Qi looked at Old Ghost Du for a while and suddenly said with a smile.

Happiness?

A trace of doubt flashed across everyone's eyes. Was this guy scared out of his mind?

"Happiness? Why should we feel lucky?"

Old Ghost Du chuckled.

"Because I'm not as abnormal as you guys, and I don't have the time either. Otherwise, I will let you all try those suggestions, especially you. I might let you try them all."

Ning Qi looked at Old Ghost Du and said with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Arrogant!"

The warrior who suggested to skin Ning Qi first and throw him into the Dead Man Valley immediately shouted angrily. But in the next moment, a blade light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The Third Tribulation Creator turned into a pile of rotten meat, without any ability to resist!

Everyone, including Old Ghost Du, was stunned. Then, before Old Ghost Du and the others could react, another wave of blade light flashed out from the teahouse.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Twenty-seven Third Tribulation Creator turned into a pile of rotten meat and died on the spot. These guys didn't even have the time to react before their death. Even their divine souls were scattered by the saber light and dissipated into the heaven and earth.

"This guy..."

The cultivators in the teahouse who were planning to watch the show immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. They looked at Ning Qi in shock and bewilderment. He had killed more than twenty Third Tribulation Creator in a row. And in just a split second, he had probably killed more than twenty ordinary Fourth Tribulation Creator. Could it be?

The sloppy old man's expression changed dramatically. His originally wild and unruly gaze turned into shock.

"You..."

Old Ghost Du's face trembled a few times. He stared at Ning Qi with a dumbstruck expression. He had yet to recover from this terrifying scene.1

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