3170: C3170 Trouble Keeps Coming

C3170 Trouble Keeps Coming

In the big room, Zhao Chengxing and the other man were talking in and out of fear that Jiang Ting would bring a disaster upon himself if he leaked the news.

"That's right. We can't entrust our lives to the others. " A woman wearing half a mask and half covering her face also nodded.

After discussing for a while, everyone looked towards the depths of Great Comprehension. There was a white-haired old man who was hale and hearty.

The old man pondered for a while and said, "Then. . . Organize people. Tomorrow night, kill him. Protector Zhao, tomorrow night, you will lead the team. Protector Xu, organize people to block that street. Do not let any traces of them leak out. "

"Understood. . . "

………….

The next day, dusk.

The sky wasn't dark, but the streets were filled with a heavy smell. There were very few pedestrians on the streets, and even if there were, they still seemed to be in a hurry.

Jiang Ting lay at the door, his gaze occasionally sweeping across the streets as he silently shook his head.

As expected, the revenge of the so-called Green Dragon Gang still came.

Seeing that he didn't leave, they actually went straight into the city to attack and kill him. . . . That's true, unlucky.

His thoughts flashed, and he was quickly suppressed again. . . . He didn't really care. Even if some ordinary martial artists surrounded him, they wouldn't be able to harm him.

What he was thinking about was how many injuries he would suffer after the siege began.

It was not impossible to not harm him in the slightest. . . The problem was that if he acted too excessively, that fiendish cultivator might see through him.

He was also worried that if his performance was too outstanding, if the fiendish cultivator became interested in him. . . At that time, he could only retaliate. He was afraid that he could only declare that the surveillance had failed.

Therefore, he had to grasp the size of the surveillance well.

While Jiang Ting was muttering to himself, very quickly, night fell.

Countless shops were closed, and there was not even a single lantern. Many of the courtyards had already closed their doors and started sleeping.

The only place that had not yet been closed was Jiang Ting's nameless grain oil shop.

Xu Shi passed. Hai Shi Chu.

"Tap, tap, tap. . . " The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard from both the front and back of the street.

Jiang Ting's ears twitched. He slowly got up and clenched his fists.

Perhaps it was because of the commotion, the devil cultivator once again ran to the top of the wall to watch the show. Without using his Divine Sense and magic power, Jiang Ting would not be able to see it.

He could only sense that the devil cultivator was on the top of the wall.

He liked to watch a show, didn't he? Jiang Ting secretly decided that when he found the stronghold and broke through it, he would let them know who was watching the show and who was treating the person as a joke!

About ten breaths later.

Zhao Chengxing, who had left two days ago, brought more than ten people to the front of the shop. There were both men and women.

Zhao Chengxing held his saber and smiled. "It seems that you've prepared for this. "

Jiang Ting also smiled. "It seems that there is a Godly Doctor in your Green Dragon Gang. His bones have been reattached so quickly. "

Then, he shook his head slightly and said, "I only came here to ask for peace and quiet. I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the Jianghu. I only want to leave the Jianghu and live in seclusion. Everyone, why must you fight me to the death?"

After saying that, Jiang Ting exerted all his strength on his four limbs.

"With a bang, his shirt exploded, revealing the muscular Jiang Ting who had disguised himself.

"Withdraw from the Pugilistic World?"

Pausing for a moment, Zhao Chengxing shook his head slightly. "You have indeed been wronged. You have encountered an unexpected calamity. I express my deepest sympathy for your misfortune. Unfortunately. . . "

"Wherever there are people, there will be martial arts world. Withdraw! Two words. . . If you enter the Jianghu and don't die, how can you leave? Let's do it. " A woman dressed like a Daoist nun suddenly spoke.

After that, everyone had a tacit understanding and threw themselves at Jiang Ting at the same time.

Sabers, spears, staffs, everything.

Jiang Ting was not interested in the so-called Jianghu, but he knew that the surveillance this time would be troublesome.

Even if he forced these people to retreat today, there would still be a next wave.

The correct way to do it was to leave this place. Unfortunately. . . He could not leave this place.

While his heart was filled with emotions, Jiang Ting raised his head and his expression did not change. "I have beaten all of you until you hurt. I think you all will give up. "

Facing the incoming blades, spears, and clubs, Jiang Ting just stood there quietly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Numerous blades struck every part of Jiang Ting's body.

Cracks appeared on all of the weapons.

"How is this possible?" The expressions of the people who had attacked changed drastically.

"Are you still going to attack?"

After saying that, Jiang Ting looked at the numerous weapons on his body and said, "All of you know the horizontal training method I have practiced. Unfortunately, all of you don't know that your weapons can't break through my defense at all. To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that the blades, spears, staffs, and clubs hurt when I put them on my body, I wouldn't even bother to dodge. "

A black-faced man shouted loudly. " Arrogant! When your inner Qi is insufficient, what's the use of cultivating horizontally under the axe and axe? "

Everyone attacked again.

"Looks like we can't reach an agreement. Since that's the case. . . " At the end of his words, Jiang Ting's eyes revealed a cold light.

If it wasn't for the fact that the devil cultivators were watching the show, he wouldn't have bothered to waste his time talking nonsense with these people. Now that he had finished his nonsense, it was time for him to strike.

………………

Tian Lan, no one knew where it was.

An underground grotto.

In the grotto, a massive half-zhang wide bonfire burned silently in the center of the grotto.

In the corner of the grotto, there was a small hole. Inside, there were many female immortal cultivator corpses that were piled up like garbage. Many of them even emitted a terrible smell of corpses.

If it wasn't for the seal on the hole, the smell would have long spread out.

In the big burning cave, Xiahou Ping stood alone beside the fire. There were no living people around, and he was the only one. He quietly used some kind of method to continuously release magic power towards the fire.

After a while.

A black face suddenly appeared above the fire, and the fire suddenly turned purple.

Xiahou Ping bowed and greeted, "Father. "1

"Recently, how has the situation changed?" The black face slowly opened its mouth.

The voice was dull and unclear.

Xiahou Ping responded in a low voice, "Just like before, a chaotic battle of four sides. However, the support from Autumn Water Pavilion was getting stronger and stronger, and it was still going on. At most three years, unless the Black Feather Pavilion continues to use their power. . . If not, I'm afraid that the Demon Path will be at a complete disadvantage. I wonder how Father's preparations are? "

The face continued to speak in a muffled voice: "Three years, not enough. . . I will send more people and urge Yin Li, that crazy woman. . . "

After speaking for a while, the human face's voice changed, "I heard that you have yet to get your revenge and wash away your shame!"

Xiahou Ping lowered his head and said sadly: "Father, that man was too cautious. After the Evil Dragon Workshop. . . What?"

"I have told you since you were young that the process is not important. What is important is the result!"

With a cold snort, his face disappeared. "Your actions in Tian Lan represent your father. You are just an ant, but you have failed repeatedly. Humph. . . Do not let your father continue to be disappointed!"

The purple flame returned to its normal color.

Xiahou Ping's face darkened as he slowly clenched his fists. Blue veins popped out on his forehead. "Jiang Ting. . . "

…………

Huan Yang Kingdom, An County.

Jiang Ting was panting heavily as he leaned against the wall of the street. There were close to twenty bloody wounds on his body. There were also various wounds nearby. . .

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