92: C92 Beeping!

C92 Beeping!

"Brother Dong, this sound is too terrifying. Could it be that the grade seven ferocious beast is chasing after us?"

Not far away from Ji Wuyan's battle, two young disciples were looking at the rolling Falling Leaf Wave. They couldn't help but tremble as they looked at the cold-looking young man who was wearing white clothes in front of them.

The young man's eye sockets were slightly sunken, making him look somewhat sinister. With just a glance, one could tell that this fellow was definitely a ferocious character.

"Eh? Brother Dong, there seems to be someone in front of us!" After the wave passed, the short young man on the left suddenly pointed in front of him and said.

"It really is... Ah! Heavens! He actually has a Dragon Turning Stage puppet!" When the young man on the right saw this, he couldn't help but cry out in shock.

What!?

Upon hearing this, Han Dong's body trembled slightly. His gaze was like a bolt of lightning as it transformed into two sharp swords that shot forward explosively. A thin figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight. However... At this moment, most of his attention was quickly shifted to a puppet next to the thin figure. The terrifying aura that erupted from the puppet's body... The Qi soared into the sky, and the ground cracked. It was undoubtedly many times more powerful than a Nirvana Stage warrior.

This was definitely the aura that only Peak of Dragon Turning Stage puppets possessed!

Han Dong's eyes shot out a blazing light, and he clenched his fists tightly. His body was trembling with excitement. If he had this puppet... Wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted in the entire mystic realm? He could do whatever he wanted.

When he thought of such benefits, a cold thought gradually brewed in his mind. In addition, he sensed that the other party was only at the Spiritual Sense Realm, so he had a hostile look in his eyes. It also rapidly rose like a rocket.

With this in mind, Han Dong immediately shouted at the two people beside him in a low voice, "You two listen up..."

Boom!

The puppet rushed out and knocked down the ferocious beast with a punch.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Ji Wuyan frowned slightly. He couldn't help but look behind him and saw two young men rushing towards him.

"Brother, do you want to die? That's a tier 7 ferocious beast, what are you waiting for? Run!" The short youth on the left hurriedly shouted.

"Hurry up and run! Otherwise, if it catches up to us, our lives will be in danger!"

The tall youth also shouted with a panicked expression.

Ji Wuyan remained unmoved. He stared at them coldly and said indifferently, "Since you two know the danger, then why are you two still here?"

"I'll have to trouble you two to act more realistically next time even if you want to act. You clearly know that this place is dangerous, yet you still foolishly rushed over. It's a person who knows that something is wrong."

"Damn it, you were seen through so early on!" The tall youth cried out in shock.

"Attack! We'll take advantage of that puppet to rush out and end his life!" The short youth's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he explosively shouted. His entire body shot over like a cheetah. The sharp dagger in his hand had unknowingly fallen into his hands.

There was a sharp weapon hidden in his sleeve. It was obvious that he had come prepared!

The tall youth did not hesitate either. He drew a black iron rod from his back. The black iron rod danced in the air, and the strong wind blew in the wind. Many of the fallen leaves in the air were instantly shattered when they touched the dense staff shadows, turning into pieces. They floated in the air.

The two of them attacked from both sides in a pincer attack. Wherever they passed, the fallen leaves danced in the air, like two long dragons rushing over, sweeping over...

Seeing this, a cold smile flashed across the corner of Ji Wuyan's mouth. He took out two throwing knives and was just about to attack and end the two of them.

Suddenly.

At this moment.

Xiu!

A sharp piercing sound came from behind him, and a sharp aura seemed to lock onto his body. Like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, it firmly locked onto him. Wait for an opportunity, wait for the most critical moment... He made a move in one go.

It was all in one battle!

What a sinister plan. Ji Wuyan looked over from the corner of his eye. He saw a cold-looking young man in white clothes appear behind him. He held a silver longsword in his hand and thrust it at him. At this moment, his opponent's eyes were filled with ferociousness and pride, as if he was proud and proud of his plan. It was as if he was about to see the tragic scene of this person being killed by his sword.

"Hmph, you're courting death!"

Ji Wuyan coldly harrumphed in his heart. The corner of his mouth curled up, and a flying dagger appeared in his left hand. He was about to unsheathe his sword, but it was fine if the Flying Dagger did not attack. Once he attacked, his momentum would be like thunder. There had never been an exception to killing an opponent with an absolute advantage!

With his current strength, besides the Dragon Turning Stage warriors and the top ten ranked warriors on the Ranking List, ordinary peak Nirvana Stage warriors would only be defeated in front of him.

"Swoosh!"

However, just as he was about to let go of the knife in his hand, a sharp piercing sound suddenly rang out as a streak of silver light that was like a meteor streaked across his eyes. As this silver light flew past, a wisp of red shot out. It splashed onto Ji Wuyan's body.

In front of him, the joyful expression on the cold-looking young man's face froze. His eyes widened instantly, as if he felt a sharp pain coming from his lower body. He lowered his head with great difficulty and immediately, an expression of disbelief and fear appeared on his face...

"Ah!"

An absolutely tragic and shrill cry resounded!

Bang!

His body split into two and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding soil and fallen leaves a reddish-brown color. A thick smell of blood instantly filled the entire area.

Although his body was broken into two, Han Dong did not die because of it. The martial artist's powerful life force still allowed him to retain a breath of air as he lay on the ground. He turned around with difficulty and slowly raised his head to look behind him. He was unwilling to give up. Before he died, he wanted to see who killed him!

His gaze swept over. A black-robed man dressed in tattered clothes, but also very handsome, appeared in his line of sight. The other party was holding a huge sword. His blood was stained on it and was slowly dripping to the ground.

"It's you! Jiaang Ping!"

Han Dong's pupils suddenly shrunk, and a cold light shone in his eyes. A sharp cry filled with hatred resounded in the dense forest.

Jiaang Ping!

It was the disciple of the Nine Sword Sect who had chopped off the head of an Eighth Grade ferocious beast earlier. He was actually here, and he wasn't dead yet.

Ji Wuyan's eyes noticed the tattered clothes on Jiaang Ping's body. It was in tatters. It looked more like it had been torn apart by claws rather than being torn apart. Moreover, there seemed to be dried blood stains on the clothes, which had condensed into a single piece.

This scene instantly made Ji Wuyan think of many things.

Why did that seventh grade ferocious beast suddenly appear here? Originally, this place was at least four to five kilometers away from the previous place. Why did they coincidentally bump into it at such a long distance?

But now, this Jiaang Ping, who had killed a level eight ferocious beast with a single slash, appeared here. Everything made sense!

That Seventh Grade ferocious beast was clearly chasing after Jiaang Ping. Later, it killed the Eighth Grade ferocious beast in Jin Yutang. The ferocious beast let out a despairing cry before it died, drawing the attention of the Seventh Grade ferocious beast. As a result, it shifted its target to Jin Yutang. Later on, it discovered him, so it chased after him.

With just a thought, Ji Wuyan had figured out the whole situation. Although there might be some flaws in it, there was a high chance that it wouldn't be wrong.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

After Jiaang Ping killed the tier 8 ferocious beast, the tier 7 ferocious beast appeared. After killing a group of people, it continued to chase after him. If it wasn't for his great life, he would have died under the sharp claws of the tier 7 ferocious beast a long time ago.

Later on, he suddenly realized that the ferocious beast was no longer chasing after him, so he heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn't until that terrifying explosion that he found out that someone had replaced him.

Initially, he wanted to leave, but when he found out that Han Dong, who had always been against him in the Nine Sword Sect, was leading his two followers towards the young man with malicious intentions, he stopped in his tracks.

If he wanted to replace Ji Wuyan and be hunted down by the tier 7 ferocious beast, perhaps he really wouldn't be able to do it. Because of his strength, but if he had the strength to stop the assassination of Han Dong and the others... And if he just stood there and watched, then he absolutely wouldn't be able to tolerate this kind of him.

Therefore, under the silence, he sneaked over. Just as Han Dong was about to attack Ji Wuyan, he attacked. He waved the huge sword in his hand and cut Han Dong into half.

"Argh! I hate him so much..."2

After knowing that it was Jiaang Ping, Han Dong cried out in despair. He had never thought that it would be Jiaang Ping who had killed him. If it had been any other time, in a face-to-face battle, he was confident that he would not be much weaker than his opponent. Even if he couldn't defeat his opponent, he still had the ability to escape.

However, he was courting death. He only wanted to kill Ji Wuyan and take away his opponent's Dragon Turning Stage puppet. He didn't notice the movement behind him, so his opponent took advantage of the situation.

This desperate cry just happened to catch Han Dong's last breath. He rolled his eyes and died. His eyes were wide open, and he died with everlasting regret.

When the scene of this sudden change happened, the faces of the two men who were attacking Ji Wuyan instantly turned pale!

It was Jiaang Ping!

Normally, they would follow behind Han Dong and act tyrannically. When faced with Jiaang Ping, they would often mock him. But now that Han Dong was dead, how could they still have the desire to fight?

"Flee!"

"Run! Run now!"

The two of them cried out in fear. They couldn't care less about Ji Wuyan. At this moment, the most important thing was to protect their own lives.

However.

They wanted to leave, but Ji Wuyan didn't intend to let them go. There was a good saying, since they had the intention to kill, they should be prepared to be killed.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two throwing knives hidden in his sleeves broke through the air, like two dazzling shooting stars that instantly cut through the quiet night sky, and shot out at lightning speed.

Puff! Puff!

The two throwing knives pierced through his throat and splashed a touch of red.

"How is this possible?"

The two of them widened their eyes, their eyes filled with disbelief as they slowly fell down...

A second before they fell down, they seemed to have realized that they had provoked an existence they could not afford to provoke. Because Jiaang Ping did not know how to use flying daggers. If Jiaang Ping had not killed them... Only the handsome young man beside them who seemed to only be in the Self Sense Realm... ...

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