"A sharp tongue and a sharp tongue. Even when death is imminent, you are still using your words!"

The Great Elder has made up his mind and will naturally not be easily fooled by Ding Ning's words.

The ants killed the elephant. He didn't think that Ding Ning could escape under the siege of thousands of people. However, in order to prevent his own power from being damaged, he wisely did not let the twelve law enforcement elders take action and wanted to use these trash fish.

It consumes all Ding Ning's physical strength.

The eight Divine Martial Realm experts in the Holy Sword Villa are not fools. The fact that the Great Elder did not take action shows that he is afraid of Ding Ning. They will not stupidly go up and be used as a spear.

"what to do?"

Although Qingyun was ready to die at any time, when thousands of ancient warriors rushed forward with strong murderous intent, the terrifying momentum still made her beauty pale, and she subconsciously asked.

“Cold salad!”

Ding Ning was calm and composed, as if he had not seen the thousands of ancient warriors and was still thinking of joking.

Qingyun was so angry that she stamped her feet, feeling desperate in her heart. This guy must have been bluffing to scare off the great elder, but he failed to scare him off, and now he was finished.

Just when she gritted her teeth and wanted to rush forward to fight, she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms hugging her slim waist, and a calm voice came from her ear: "Do it!"

Take action? They are ready to take action. How can you move if you hold them in your arms?

Qingyun looked at Ding Ning's ancient and smooth face with a puzzled face, but suddenly a series of screams came from her ears. When she heard the sound and looked around in surprise, her whole person instantly froze on the spot.

Hundreds of black-clothed men suddenly appeared and started ruthlessly killing like tigers entering a flock of sheep. Thousands of ancient warriors were like harvested wheat stubble, screaming and falling down.

No one is their perfect match.

Compared to Qingyun's surprise and dullness, the expressions on the faces of the First Elder and others were as disgusting as if they had eaten flies. They never thought that they thought they were catching a turtle in a jar, but it turned out that they had already ambushed them.

What made them even more unbelievable was that these men in black, numbering five hundred, had the strength of at least the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm.

Five hundred divine martial realms, just kidding, the two holy sects of Holy Medicine Sect and Holy Sword Villa combined do not have five hundred divine martial realms. Of course, that is without counting the old antiques who have been in seclusion for many years, but those old antiques are

How could they easily use the Holy Sect's secrets until the sect's survival was at a critical moment?

But where did Ding Ning get 500 divine martial realm reinforcements?

The legacy of the Holy Sword!

These four words jumped into their minds at the same time, and their hearts instantly fell into the ice valley, and a chill went straight to the sky.

As the old enemies of the Holy Sword Relics, they had always been complacent about the fact that the Holy Sword Relics had been forced to stay in the mountains for many years and did not dare to come out. But at this moment, they realized that they were wrong. People were not afraid of them, but they did not care about them at all.

In my opinion, I just kept the mountain gate closed to recharge my batteries.

If these five hundred men in black are the descendants of the Holy Sword survivors, maybe they are not so desperate. But looking at each of these black-clothed killing gods, they are full of vitality and blood, and they all look like they are in their twenties or thirties. Even if they are

With their good looks, these people will never be older than seventy or eighty years old.

In the world of ancient martial arts, this age is the period of youth and middle age. It is definitely not the old antiques that had to fall into deep sleep and be used as heritage when their longevity is short, but the new force in their prime. It can be seen from this that the survivors of the Holy Sword

The power secretly accumulated over the years is so terrifying.

Of course, if they knew that each of these men in black were actually monsters who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, they might not be so desperate.

It's just destined that they can't know, so at this moment, they are like mourning for their heirs, wondering in their hearts what kind of identity Ding Ning is among the survivors of the Holy Sword, and that he can control such a powerful and terrifying power.

This desperate scene made the Great Elder regret it again. If he had known this earlier, he would never have taken action against Ding Ning even if his face was swollen. Isn't this asking for death?

Five hundred Shenwu realms faced off against thousands of little miscellaneous fish who could not reach the highest level of Tianwu realm. The result was self-evident. In less than five minutes, mourning was everywhere, and the ground was littered with ancient warriors missing arms and legs.

A scream of fear came from his mouth.

This is the result of Ding Ning asking the Ghost Leopard Clan to be merciful. After all, this is not a demon country, but a society ruled by law. What's more, Ding Ning still holds the title of Director of the Seventeenth Bureau of Ninghai. Even if the country does not interfere with the fighting between ancient warriors, all of a sudden

He would also get into a lot of trouble by massacring thousands of people.

If someone is using it to make a fuss, it will inevitably destroy the peace of the Imperial Household and the ancient martial arts world.

"Master!"

After the five hundred ghost leopards were genetically modified by Ding Ning, their racial characteristics have been completely eliminated, and they look no different from humans. After neatly cleaning up all the troublesome fish, they gathered together dozens of people headed by the great elder.

Surrounded them, they shouted in unison and asked him for the next order.

Master?

Qingyun was confused. Isn't Ding Ning Ninghai's little miracle doctor? Why do these terrible guys call him young master? Could it be that he is the young master of a certain faction in the Holy Sword remnants?

The Great Elder and others were trembling all over, their faces were ashen, but they thought of the stormy waves in their hearts. If these men in black called them Young Master Ding Ning, they might not be so shocked, because the title of Young Master can show that Ding Ning is the young master among the survivors of the Holy Sword.

As the leader of the clan, it is reasonable for the Holy Sword bereaved clan to devote all their strength to sending 500 masters of the divine martial realm to protect him.

But they call Ding Ning the young master. What does this mean? It means that Ding Ning is only the eldest young master of a certain faction among the Holy Sword survivors, not the young patriarch.

Just the young master of a certain faction can have 500 powerful people in the Divine Martial Realm as bodyguards. How many powerful people in the Divine Martial Realm will serve as bodyguards if the young clan leader comes out of the mountain?

Thinking about it carefully, it is horrifying to see how powerful the Holy Sword Survivors are. It is ridiculous that they are so pretentious that they repeatedly provoke the Holy Sword Survivors and take pride in killing their disciples who have gone out to train. It is simply like ants provoking a giant dragon and not overestimating their abilities

.

"A bunch of idiots. I have made my words so clear before and yet you are seeking death. Since you are seeking death, I will help you."

Ding Ning's cold voice sounded, making the great elder and others scared. Especially the eight powerful men of the Divine Martial Realm in the Holy Sword Villa. They wanted to kill the great elder. You are looking for death yourself, so don't hurt us.

.

It's not that they haven't thought about resisting, but they are 500 divine warriors. Just kidding, one round of concentrated fire can kill them without a place to die. They will never dare to risk their lives unless they have to.

In the face of life and dignity, the great elder could no longer care about face. He took a step forward and bowed respectfully with his fists in his hands: "I am blind and blind, and I have offended Master Ding. The order was given by me and has nothing to do with anyone else. I am willing to die."

I apologize and ask Master Ding to spare other innocent people."

"Great Elder!"

The Twelve Law Enforcement Elders shouted emotionally, their eye circles starting to turn red, and even the eight Shenwu Realm experts from the Holy Sword Villa were moved and showed gratitude.

"Innocent people? You come here with great fanfare to chase and block me. If I don't have bodyguards, I might be the one who dies at this moment. Who cares who is innocent or not? Facts have proved that whether innocent or not is not your decision, nor is it mine.

Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say."

Ding Ning secretly sneered in his heart, this great elder is really good at winning people's hearts. At this time, he has not forgotten to win over people's hearts. However, he can't kill the great elder yet, he needs to keep him to control Chiyang.

"Yes, yes, what Master Ding said is that now that you have a big fist, you have the final say in everything. I know that my sin is unforgivable, and I am willing to commit suicide to apologize. I also ask Master Ding to be generous and spare the others.

"

Big drops of sweat appeared on the great elder's forehead, and his body bent even wider, showing his humility to the extreme.

"Come here!"

Ding Ning stretched out his fingers and hooked him as if summoning a dog. A look of shame flashed in the elder's eyes, but he still walked over obediently, ready to accept Ding Ning's humiliation.

"Come with me!"

To everyone's surprise, Ding Ning took the lead and walked to a deserted place.

The great elder was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

This Ding Ning is so young that he dares to leave the protective circle of the man in black and be alone with him. If he suddenly takes him hostage, it will not be easy for him to leave safely today.

Not only did he think so, but the Twelve Elders and the Eight Great Swordsmen also thought so. They all lowered their heads and tried their best to hide the joy in their eyes.

Qingyun was even more worried. She looked for help at the men in black standing beside her like a javelin, but they didn't look away and didn't make any response at all. They didn't seem to worry about the young master being kidnapped. They were anxious.

She stamped her feet secretly, but didn't know what to do.

"People are not afraid of being stupid, nor are they afraid of making mistakes. We are afraid of being stupid and making mistakes again and again, and still think they are smart. Great Elder, what do you think?"

Just as the Great Elder's heart was beating like thunder, he was ready to go, and just waiting to go a little further before suddenly taking Ding Ning hostage, Ding Ning's calm voice full of warning suddenly sounded in his ears, like a slap in the face.

The cold water made him break into a cold sweat.

Yes, since Ding Ning dares to be alone with him at this time, there is absolutely no way that he would be stupid enough not to prevent him from kidnapping him. Otherwise, how could those black-clothed guards be so confident and let them be alone together? This shows that Ding Ning has enough confidence not to

will be held hostage by him.

Although he didn't know whether he really had the confidence or was bluffing, the Great Elder did not dare to take this risk. He thought that the success rate of the hijacking was almost certain, but at this moment, his heart dropped infinitely, to less than 50%.

"What Mr. Ding said is that if a person makes a mistake once, he can be forgiven, but if he makes a mistake again and again, he must not be tolerated!"

The elder wiped away the cold sweat and wisely gave up the thought of holding Ding Ning hostage. However, his eyes were still wandering around, trying to find out what kind of back-up plan Ding Ning had.

Ding Ning nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this guy was not hopelessly stupid. Although he knew what he was thinking, he didn't bother to expose him and just let him be suspicious.

The Great Elder will never know that his true confidence comes from his confidence in his own strength. Although his soul is injured and needs to be cultivated, and he is temporarily unable to use his spiritual power and consciousness, his flawless holy body alone is not just a mere one.

The Great Elder can contend.

No one knew what Ding Ning and the great elder said. They only knew that the conversation was very short. In less than five minutes, Ding Ning came back with a familiar hug on the shoulder of the great elder who had a forced smile on his face.

The Twelve Law Enforcement Elders and the Eight Great Swordsmen all cast inquiring glances at the Great Elder, but received an innocent and blank response from the Great Elder, leaving them, Monk Zhang Er, confused. They didn’t know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, but they also knew
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