The strongest warrior in the city

Chapter 728 733 Ding Ning's hunt! 2 more

(There are more than 30 magic monks, not more than [-], it has been modified!)

what……

Seeing that Ding Ning's speed far exceeded the matching speed of the aura emitted from his body, the monk who was chasing up was startled, thinking that Ding Ning was weird, but he couldn't stop him from chasing him.

Now that he has made a move, he will naturally not let Ding Ning go.

Furthermore, he could feel the youthful vigor of Ding Ning. He was clearly a young monk, not an old monster. Even if he concealed some of his strength, he was not his opponent.

It is precisely because this Demonic Dao cultivator is so confident that he continues to chase after him.

Swish!
The demon monk stopped Ding Ning in front, and finally caught up, blocking Ding Ning's way.

"You think you can run away? Since you bumped into us, your result is only one word, die!"

A sneer came out of his mouth, and afterward, the magic monk killed Ding Ning.

No more words, I want to kill Ding Ning with one move.

Ding Ning's pupils widened, and his whole body remained motionless, as if his body was frozen there.

This is a matter of course in the heart of the monk of the Demonic Dao. In his eyes, Ding Ning is just a small pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment Realm, not even the Golden Core Realm. Facing his strength at the Aperture Realm level, he did not fall to the ground on the spot , is already good.

However, judging by Ding Ning's appearance now, he must have been scared to death.

Thinking of this, the magician monk felt a flash of pride in his heart. A strong man like him should be like Ding Ning in front of the weak.

What to do to resist, let him kill it.

"Die!"

The demon monk spat out two words coldly, his body had already arrived in front of Ding Ning, and a hand suddenly slammed towards Ding Ning's dantian.

He didn't choose to blow Ding Ning's head, because with his strength, it is very possible to blow Ding Ning's soul directly, and the loss outweighs the gain.

His purpose is to obtain Ding Ning's soul.

A gust of wind blew across Ding Ning's face before the demon monk's fist hit.

Ding Ning's eyes were full of horror, as if seeing a god of death, full of fear of death.

The magic monk likes this expression very much, because whenever he wants to kill a living life, the other party will show this expression of fear.

"Be afraid, because after you die, you will no longer know what fear is. You should cherish this opportunity to be afraid." The magician muttered to himself.

"Oh, I almost forgot, your soul will still exist, and when you become the nourishment of your lord's blood god banner, that will be your last fear."

As the sorcerer said, his fists came with a bang.

However, when Zhengdao's fist touched Ding Ning's skin, all his movements stopped.

I saw the inconceivable look on the face of the demon monk, because he would never have thought that the young monk in front of him who could be killed by him would hit him first.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the aura that Ding Ning had exposed before was still fake, and that his real strength was in the Out-of-Aperture Realm, and he was a strong man standing at the same height as him.

How could he hide so well without revealing the aura that matched his own realm at all.

"If I don't pretend to be weak and coax you to be careless, how can I kill you with one blow?"

Ding Ning looked at the demon monk in front of him with a smile. From the moment he chose to catch up, he was destined to be the first to be killed by Ding Ning.

The fear on Ding Ning's face and the rigidity of his body were all feigned, the purpose was to make the opponent relax his vigilance, and then deal a fatal blow.

Naturally, Ding Ning had planned to do this. He didn't want to make too much noise and disturb the remaining demonic monks, because with his strength, he would feel oppressed even if he faced more than [-] out-of-the-body demonic monks at once.

At this point, he will deliberately expose his breath to attract the attention of the magic monks.

All of this was planned by Ding Ning.

All actions are aimed at killing with one blow.

He punched a hole in the demonic cultivator's dantian in front of him, crippling his strength first. The demonic cultivator didn't retreat, because he knew that if his dantian was destroyed, he would no longer have the strength to deal with Ding Ning. The movement will not attract other magic monks.

"You want to hunt us down?"

The magic monk watched Ding Ning, from Ding Ning's intentional exposure, to hiding his strength, so that he suddenly showed the power of the out-of-body environment at the last moment. It can be said that one link after another, no matter how stupid he is, he can guess that Ding Ning is deliberately targeting Their.

"If you do this, the evil king will not let you go."

"Master Xie Jun's supernatural powers are so vast that you cannot compete with them."

"Evil Lord?" Ding Ning frowned, as if recalled, and then Ding Ning's face turned cold: "I will also kill the Lord Evil Lord in your heart, you wait for him in hell."

As he said that, Ding Ning pressed his palm, and the body of the monk in front of him began to shatter, faintly about to explode.

boom!
Sure enough, the next second, it exploded.

At the same time, the soul of this magic monk flew into the sky with a whoosh.

How could Ding Ning allow the other party's soul to run away? Once he told other magic monks that he wanted to continue the hunting plan, it would be in vain.

Besides, he still wants to sacrifice this person's soul to the Blood Refining God Banner.

No matter what the reason is, its soul is not allowed to escape.

Ding Ning suddenly threw out a big net, engulfed the soul of this demon cultivator, then retracted it, and held it in his hands.

"You will regret it if you provoke us." The soul roared.

Ding Ning sneered, without answering, he directly sent it into the blood god banner, picked up the nourishing blood god banner.

This is one of the twenty or so demon monks, and there are so many, waiting for him to hunt and kill them one by one.

Ding Ning didn't leave immediately, there was still a lot of broken meat on the ground, it was the body fragments of the monk of the demonic way, he moved his eyes, he took a few steps, picked up the soul-binding bag on the ground, and with a movement of his mind, he put It was clear from the inside, "It turned out to be more than I thought."

There was a smile on Ding Ning's face, because the number of souls in the soul bag exceeded [-], which was definitely not a small sum for offering sacrifices to the blood refining god.

If the remaining demon monks have about [-] souls, it will definitely not be a problem to refine the Blood God Banner Sacrifice to the fifth side.

For a moment, Ding Ning was full of motivation, and he wanted to kill all the remaining [-] or so out-of-body-level demon monks.

Kill, sacrificial vessel!

With a wave of his big hand, a flame was ignited, burning the flesh and blood on the ground, and in an instant, it was completely burned, leaving no clues.

After doing all this, Ding Ning continued to follow those monks, ready to repeat the same trick.

(End of this chapter)