2977: C2977 The Confusion of Jiangting

C2977 The Confusion of Jiangting

Fu Zheng's sneak attack didn't affect Jiang Ting too much. He just didn't understand how Fu Zheng did it. He had been following him and Green Bamboo, but he didn't notice anything.

Although his and Green Bamboo's walking and stopping speed was not fast, it was not in a straight line. Fu Zheng actually did not lose track of them? When did he follow them?

Fu Zheng, however, did not have as complicated thoughts as Jiang Ting. He roared fiercely, "Kid, I want you dead!"

Jiang Ting was too lazy to respond. Instead, he swept his gaze without leaving a trace. Four directions. . . He suspected that there might be people in the vicinity. Otherwise, with Fu Zheng's cultivation base and strength, how could he have concealed himself by his side? He actually hadn't noticed.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle. . . " The wind blew and the leaves fell.

Fu Zheng flicked his wrist. Four objects that were a foot in size and looked to be a size bigger than a dagger floated beside him. It was unknown whether they were Throwing Knifes or daggers.

The blade was oval-shaped, and it was more likely to be Throwing Knifes. However, the appearance of the Throwing Knifes was a little too big?

The moment Fu Zheng took out the Throwing Knife, Jiang Ting instantly turned around. A faint feeling of fear rose in his heart. . . Instinct told him that the Throwing Knife was a great threat.

It was a mid-grade magic tool! It was very likely that it was a set of four middle-grade magic weapons!

"Go to hell!" Fu Zheng sneered.

The four Throwing Knifes trembled slightly before slashing towards Jiang Ting with a faint light.

Jiang Ting leaped away without hesitation.

"Rumble. . . " After the Throwing Knifes missed, they created a huge crater on the ground that was at least several meters deep. Then, they turned around and slashed at Jiang Ting.

Wherever the Throwing Knife passed, it would bring out an arc of light. It looked very mystical.

"This is a little troublesome. " Jiang Ting's expression didn't change, and he continued to jump nimbly.

Fu Zheng roared again. "You still want to hide? Go to hell!"

Immediately after, the four Throwing Knifes suddenly scattered. One continued to chase after Jiang Ting, one slashed in front of Jiang Ting, and the other two slashed left and right. . . Fu Zheng even took out another Throwing Knife and shot it out, attacking Jiang Ting's back.

There were a total of five Jiang Tings. Four of them blocked Jiang Ting's front, back, left and right, and the last one chased after him. Fu Zheng stood where he was. Unless he could fly. However, with his Qi Refining cultivation, how could he be qualified to fly?

Jiang Ting's expression could not help but turn cold. "Where did he get a set of magic tools?"

He had the Black Dragon Spear with him. Low level magic tools could not make him feel danger and palpitations. . . The Throwing Knife must be a middle level magic tool.

With Fu Zheng's cultivation, it was not difficult for him to use a middle-grade magical artifact. However, it was impossible for Fu Zheng to use five middle-grade magical artifacts. Not to mention whether Fu Zheng could obtain them or not, even if he could obtain them, it was impossible for him to have such powerful magical energy and divine sense to control them.

Unless, the Throwing Knife was a complete set of magical artifacts.

A complete set of magical weapons could be considered a special kind of equipment among magical weapons. Jiang Ting had never seen one before. He had only heard of. . . A complete set of intermediate magic tools, once combined to attack. A portion of it could be considered as a high-level magic tool.

Even the most trashy set of magical artifacts would definitely be more powerful than ordinary magical artifacts of the same grade.

Only Foundation Establishment cultivators had the qualifications to use magical artifacts. This showed how precious high-grade magical artifacts were.

"Rumble. . . " Explosions sounded one after another. Smoke and dust filled the sky.

"Haha, you're dead for sure!"

Fu Zheng laughed loudly and turned his head to look at Green Bamboo coldly. "He's dead. Now, it's your turn. "

Green Bamboo's face turned deathly pale. It was unknown whether it was due to fear or injury.

Fu Zheng walked on the surface of the water and approached Green Bamboo. "B * tch, don't look anymore. My Child and Mother Chain Blade is an intermediate magic weapon. Unless a Foundation Establishment senior makes a move, no one can stop it. It's the same for that trash, Jiang Ting!"

A reflection appeared in Green Bamboo's eyes, and then she gritted her teeth and said, "What do you want?"

"B * tch, b * tch!"

Fu Zheng growled and clenched his fist. "I wanted to treat you well. But what about you. . . I'll kill you right now to vent the hatred in my heart! "

"Roar. . . " A dragon's roar suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hm?" Fu Zheng turned his head in surprise.

Then, he saw a flood dragon pouncing at him. The flood dragon's eyes were emotionless. . .

"Who told you that I'm dead?" Jiang Ting's emotionless voice was heard.

"What. . . " Before his voice faded, the Flood Dragon struck Fu Zheng's abdomen. An extremely terrifying force hit Fu Zheng's abdomen. The terrifying force carried Fu Zheng flying for a full 30 meters before stopping.

The Flood Dragon disappeared. Jiang Ting's Black Dragon Spear had already pierced through him.

However, it was as if he had no idea. He stared blankly at the Black Dragon Spear and said something that he had yet to finish,. . . "Maybe. "

"How is that possible? What's impossible!"

After saying that, Jiang Ting approached like a ghost. "You have an intermediate magic weapon. Don't tell me I don't have one?!"

After saying that, Jiang Ting once again gripped the Black Dragon Spear and forcefully exerted his strength downwards. Fu Zheng was firmly stabbed into the ground by the spear. After that, Jiang Ting squatted down and injected his magic power into Fu Zheng's body.

There were no other effects. He merely confined Fu Zheng's magic power.

After doing all of this, Jiang Ting exhaled slightly and relaxed his breathing. The situation earlier was actually not dangerous. After being unable to dodge, he took out the Black Dragon Spear and counterattacked.

Most importantly, Fu Zheng was too arrogant. If he had been a little more careful at that time, he would have only needed to slightly sense Jiang Ting's aura to discover that Jiang Ting was not dead. Unfortunately, he didn't. Instead, he stubbornly thought that Jiang Ting was dead.

After that, he was severely injured by Jiang Ting's spear. If Jiang Ting hadn't prepared to interrogate him, that spear would have crushed Fu Zheng's head. Or perhaps, he did not control the power of the Black Dragon Spear. Even if that power only hit Fu Zheng's abdomen, the impact would still be able to shatter Fu Zheng's body.

Force?

After that, he did not rush to interrogate him. Instead, he approached Green Bamboo with a face full of concern. "Are you alright?"

As he spoke, he unleashed a stream of magical energy to help Green Bamboo whittle down Fu Zheng's magical energy.

After being able to use magical energy, Green Bamboo's face flushed slightly red. Then, she hurriedly took out a pill and consumed it. . . It should be a healing pill, right?

"You heal first. " After saying that, Jiang Ting turned around and approached Fu Zheng.

"You. . . Bastard!" Even though Fu Zheng was heavily injured and he was coughing up blood, he still glared at Jiang Ting.

"Where did you get your concealment technique and the magic weapon just now?"

Before he could reply, Jiang Ting shook his head again. "Don't try to hide it. Tell me and I will spare you. If you don't tell me, you're dead for sure. "

Fu Zheng's expression became even more vicious. If. . . If you have the ability, then do it. Kill me!"

Jiang Ting was silent for a while, and his gaze swept across Green Bamboo without leaving a trace.

Then he sighed lightly. "I don't want to torture him. Why do you need to do that? "

After saying that, Jiang Ting turned his wrist and took out the Eclipse Needle. Then, he grabbed Fu Zheng's arm and stabbed the Eclipse Needle at Fu Zheng's finger.

"It's said that ten fingers are connected to the heart. I wonder how many times you can withstand it?"

The Eclipse Needle pierced through Fu Zheng's nails. Jiang Ting spoke unhurriedly. "You don't have to be in a hurry either. After piercing your fingers, I still have the method of dismembering your fingers. Launcher. . . Wait, don't worry, I have a lot of punishments in my mind. "0

Jiang Ting really knew a lot of ways to torture people. After all, he had a lot of experience and knowledge.

"Ah. . . " Fu Zheng started screaming.

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