Mr.
Cheng stared closely at Ding Yilin's face.
The doubts and confusion on Ding Yilin's face, in Mr.
Cheng's opinion, were obviously not fake, he really didn't understand.
Mr.
Cheng sighed and explained helplessly: "Master, the twelve guards of the third level of Virtual God I sent are all from the city lord's palace, and they are at least one point better than the ordinary third-level virtual gods.
These twelve people, let alone facing an ascended person in the Immortal Realm, should be able to defeat even a fourth-level Void God in such a long time.
But now, the movement inside has stopped, but none of the twelve guards came out, don't you think it's strange?"
"Ah, haha."
The confusion in Ding Yilin's eyes gradually dissipated, and he stretched out his hand to scratch his head, "Of course I know this, I just didn't say it, haha."
He laughed a few times and lowered his voice: "What does Mr.
Cheng mean?"
Mr.
Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down.
The magical power he cultivates requires that everything be calm and face the enemy with a calm mood.
Only then can he find the enemy's flaws, use his own strength to attack their flaws, and then defeat the enemy.
As of today, it has been many years since he had the urge to punch someone like he did just now.
He himself can no longer remember clearly this time.
But just now, Ding Yilin's almost idiotic behavior actually made him feel a little angry in an instant.
Fortunately, he noticed it in time and relied on his own energy-raising skills to dissipate the anger.
"Young Master, what I mean now is that this cultivator is definitely not as simple as we thought.
I am afraid that all the twelve guards just now have fallen into his hands."
Mr.
Cheng said calmly.
"Ah, what should we do?"
Ding Yilin was surprised.
The surprised look on the other party's face made Mr.
Cheng particularly satisfied.
He nodded and continued: "So my feeling before this was correct."
"I'm asking you what to do," Ding Yilin repeated loudly, "You said that he actually defeated our twelve guards of the third level of Virtual God in the Immortal Realm.
How is this possible?
Tell me quickly what's going on."
"Master, didn't you just say you wanted to go in and have a look?"
Mr.
Cheng suddenly smiled.
Ding Yilin's expression immediately changed and he took a step back: "I won't go in.
I was joking just now.
I'm just asking you, how do you deal with this guy?
Damn it, he actually killed the guards of our city lord's palace.
He must not be spared."
"Please rest assured, young master, from the very beginning, I have never considered this ascended person or that woman to be an accomplice."
At this point, Mr.
Cheng paused, looked at each other tacitly with Ding Yilin, and then continued: "I didn't regard him as an immortal monk, so the guards just sent in were just My temptation.
Judging from the current situation, these tests have just verified my previous guesses.
This cultivator really has the ability to leapfrog challenges, and he also has the ability to leapfrog multiple levels.
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The image of Hongchen Tianluo showing him killing the Thunder Tiger Squad alone is true."
When he said these words, Mr.
Cheng could clearly feel the throbbing in his heart.
The power to leapfrog challenges, what a great opportunity this is
As long as you can capture this cultivator, then all of this will be yours.
As for that long sword, it might be some kind of magic weapon, but it's impossible to keep all the benefits to yourself.
"If that is really a magic weapon, you may not be able to retain your identity as the Lord of Wolf God City."
Mr.
Cheng thought to himself.
After hearing Mr.
Cheng's words, Ding Yilin's face was now full of fear, and even his legs involuntarily took a step back: "No, no, it's a leapfrog challenge."
Before he finished speaking, his face, which was pale a moment ago, suddenly turned red, and his face and eyes were filled with unconcealable joy and excitement.
"Wow, if you say that, it must be because of the long sword in his hand, Mr.
Cheng.
You must help me get that sword today."
"I will definitely let the young master get his wish, kill the woman's accomplices and get the magic weapon."
Mr.
Cheng lowered his head slightly, with a flash of light in his eyes.
This bright color just flashed in his eyes and then disappeared.
Taking a step forward, Mr.
Cheng had restored his original calm expression and waved his hand: "Fuck me."
There was a black wave-like oppression, and as he finished speaking, he suddenly walked out slowly from the shadows of the surrounding streets.
The light in the entire scene seemed to turn pale all of a sudden.
The surrounding temperature also suddenly dropped to a level that gave everyone goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Mr.
Shadow Guard Cheng actually sent out the Shadow Guards."
Ding Yilin screamed strangely, then exhaled, patted his chest, and complained a little: "If I had known you had brought the Shadow Guards, you would have told me earlier, what harm would you do?"
I just worried about it for so long."
Mr.
Cheng had long been accustomed to Ding Yilin's constantly changing temper, and ignored him at the moment.
He put his hands behind his back, looked at the inn like a sea, and snorted in his heart: "I think you can't fly this time."
At this moment, Qin Yi also felt the change in the atmosphere around him.
In the wrathful eyes of God between the eyebrows, bloodshot threads squirmed, one by one, and in an instant, the whole eyes became as red as soaked in blood.
The burning feeling made Qin Yi frown.
A wrinkle.
"Signal of extreme danger" This time, there was no need for God's wrathful reminder.
Qin Yi had already felt the pressure from the constantly oppressing atmosphere around him, like needles pricking him or the crushing force of a boulder.
This kind of pressure came from all directions.
At this moment, Qin Yi even felt that he had to exert more effort than usual to lift his legs.
Moreover, this kind of pressure also carries a chill that makes one's bones ooze.
"Damn it, what kind of guy was sent out this time?"
Qin Yi turned his eyes angrily and saw erratic figures approaching quickly from the four directions around the inn.
"One, two, three is so fast" Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat.
These figures were like reflections of people in the river, constantly swaying, and they were all different from the figures I had seen before.
More importantly, the movements of these figures are as fast as lightning "Six, seven, eight" Exhaling a breath, Qin Yi counted the eight figures clearly as they approached the front of the inn.
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"Fortunately, there are only eight in total."
Qin Yi stood up, grabbed the hilt of the giant blade, and looked straight ahead.
Suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he turned his head, looked to his right, and smiled sternly.
To his right was nothing more than an open space scattered with broken boards.
"Sorry, I left you out."
Suddenly he raised his sword and swept across it.
The sword light rolled over like a tidal wave.
Qin Yi roared: "It should be nine":