"It's a shame for the child. I feel relieved knowing that she is fine."
A relieved smile appeared on Ning Wuzhe's face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Of course, Miss Gu is your disciple, and this task belongs to her."
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes and said to Ning Wuzhe again.
"Ding Zhanwang, thank you!" Ning Wuzhe cupped his fists and said to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"Master Ning, you are too polite. This is a junior matter."
Ding Xiaoyi quickly waved his hand and said to Ning Wuzhe.
And they just talk about themselves,
But he did not pay any attention to the few Fuso warriors and the mysterious black-robed men present.
The Fuso warrior and the mysterious black-robed figure didn't seem to be doing well. They looked at Ding Xiaoyi and Ning Wuzhe coldly.
"Master Ning, did they make things difficult for you?"
Ding Xiaoyi pointed domineeringly at the black-robed figures and asked Ning Wuzhe.
"No, for now they don't dare to do anything to me."
Ning Wuzhe said to Ding XiaoB very confidently.
"That's good, but now is not the time to reminisce about the past. How about we have a few drinks after the juniors drive these thieves out of the killing city?"
Ding Xiaoyi had a relieved expression on his face and said to Ning Wuzhe.
"So good"
Ning Wuzhe's face turned solemn and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
Hearing Ning Wuzhe's answer, Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile on his face.
"King Ding Zhan, you have time to reminisce about the past, so please come with us."
A figure in black robes yelled at Ding Xiaoyi impatiently.
"What's the rush? Do you want you to interrupt me, the War King, to reminisce with Master Ning?"
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi heard the impatient words of the black-robed figure, his face turned serious and he scolded angrily.
"you……",
The figure in black robe pointed at Ding Xiaoyi, but he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
"Niao Cao, if you say one more word, believe it or not, I will slap you in the face."
Ding Xiaoyi shouted angrily at the black-robed figure with unparalleled arrogance.
As soon as the black-robed figure heard Ding Xiaoyi's angry shouting,
He was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his cold eyes oozed from the black mask.
This group of mysterious black-robed figures are shrouded in a black robe.
They wore black masks on their faces, only revealing a pair of stern eyes.
Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual consciousness and the yin-yang samsara eyes that appeared in front of his eyes could not reveal his true appearance.
There must be something weird about this black robe and that black mask,
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think secretly.
Although he could not feel their cultivation aura, Ding Xiaoyi knew that these mysterious black-robed practitioners had very strong cultivation abilities.
The reason why he wanted to anger them was to find out their true strength.
"King Ding Zhan, we are kindly inviting you, but please don't skip the toast and eat as a penalty."
A black-robed figure placed his hand on Ning Wuzhe's meridians.
He exerted a slight force, and Ning Wuzhe's brows couldn't help but frown.
Obviously,
Ning Wuzhe's cultivation was sealed and was suffering destruction.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, his face darkened.
He looked at these black-robed figures coldly, and he wished he could kill them on the spot.
But he knew that as soon as he took action, Ning Wuzhe would definitely die.
"If you hurt Master Ning even a hair, I, Ding Xiaoyi, swear that I will fight you until death."
Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the black-robed figure holding Ning Wuzhe's meridians and shouted angrily.
The majestic sword intent surged around him,
The sword spirit roared up and turned into a sword shadow that covered the sky and covered him.
"Ding Zhan
King, I'd better advise you to be more sensible. We are not something you can deal with. You don't know our true strength. Once you understand our strength, you will know how ignorant you are just now. "
A figure in black robes cast his cold eyes on Ding Xiaoyi, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi quietly.
"It's a joke, am I scared? If you dare to speak rudely again, I will slap you immediately. Do you believe it?"
Ding Xiao Yi walked out of the crowd, and he slowly walked towards the door of the A-shaped arena.
[In view of the general environment,
A fierce sword intent surged around him, and the sword intent roared like mad.
And he was furious and walked towards the group of black-robed figures step by step.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi’s stern and domineering figure,
The pupils of the black-robed figures shrank slightly. They all took a few steps back.
"Ding Zhanwang...",
Everyone in the arena had worried looks on their faces when they saw Ding Xiaoyi walking towards the black-robed figures without fear.
There is a charming light flowing in her beautiful eyes,
Ding Xiaoyi's arrogant and domineering figure was imprinted in her mind.
She knew that she would never be able to forget this figure in her life.
"Bold",
When a Fuso warrior saw Ding Xiaoyi's rampant figure, he couldn't help but yell angrily.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the Fuso warrior with contempt.
"They are just a bunch of clowns. You are only three feet tall but you still dare to try to accuse me, Dayong. You simply don't know how to live or die."
Ding Xiaoyi spat at the Fusang, and then said disdainfully.
Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's less harmful but extremely insulting rebuke, the Fuso warrior couldn't help but raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi raised his cold eyes,
He stretched out his right hand and explored it with his fingers.
A bright sword energy shot out from his joined index and middle fingers.
The bright sword energy hit the long knife that was slashed.
"clang……",
The Fuso warrior felt a lightness in his hand.
The long knife broke into two pieces, and his expression changed greatly.
Ding Xiaoyi, however, bullied himself and forced him to come.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."
Ding Xiaoyi's tongue bursts with spring thunder.
He stepped forward and tapped the Fuso warrior with his right finger several times quickly.
"hiss……",
Only one after another sword energy shot towards the Fuso warrior with bright light.
"Sir, help...",
The Fuso warrior looked frightened, and he hurriedly asked for help from the black-robed figure beside him.
But his plea for help came to an abrupt end before he could finish speaking.
A huge human head sprayed hot blood and flew into the sky.
The Fuso warrior's body fell softly,
"Bang" sound,
The huge human head fell down.
A shower of blood turned into bright red peach blossoms, which was really beautiful.
"King Ding Zhan, this is too much."
A Fuso warrior looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly,
He issued an angry condemnation to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the Fuso warrior with contempt, and then turned to look at the arena.
He said quietly:
"Fuso Country is also called the Japanese pirate country. They are cruel by nature, but their cruelty is only aimed at people who are weaker than them."
"As you can see, I killed two of their warriors in a row, but they didn't even have the courage to take action."
"The Fuso Japanese pirates have this kind of virtue. As long as you are stronger than them, they will not dare to do anything.
There the Word beeps in condemnation. "
"And they are just relying on forces that are stronger than themselves. The Fuso pirates are not scary. If you lose your fighting spirit, that will be the biggest crisis."
After listening to what Ding Xiaoyi said,
The expressions on the faces of the cultivators gathered in the A-shaped arena became complicated.
They naturally knew that Ding Xiaoyi was taking the opportunity to build their confidence.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes fell on those Fuso warriors again.
He raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a arrogant and evil smile.
"King Ding Zhan, you..."
The Fuso warrior pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and his face turned red with anger, but he couldn't say a word.
He couldn't even say anything to refute.
All the Fuso warriors were also so angry that their whole bodies were trembling.
The figures in black robes looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, their expressions invisible under the black masks.
"Let Master Ning go, and I, the War King, will go with you."
Ding Xiaoyi's gaze was like a sharp sword directed at the black-robed figure holding Ning Wuzhe's meridians, and he said domineeringly.
Feeling the sharp sword intent lingering around Ding Xiaoyi,
The black-robed figures retreated slightly, looking at Ding Xiaoyi with fearful eyes.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with us. You have also seen Master Ning. He is safe and sound. Please keep your promise."
A figure in black robe said quietly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"I, the King of War, said that I would consider whether to go with you, but I didn't say that I would definitely go with you. Don't you understand human language?"
Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened, and he angrily yelled at the black-robed figure.
"King Ding Zhan, don't go too far."
The black-robed figure said coldly,
At this time, the atmosphere became inexplicably cold.
As soon as the black-robed figure finished speaking, his eyes blurred.
There was a "pop" sound,
The black-robed figure received a hard slap on the face.
