Ning Chuan's heart was filled with huge waves.

Strength value*87?

Isn't this a servant?

Is this twice as powerful as Monk Huiwen?

But why is this old man wearing servant's clothes?

"Thank you... thank you..."

Ning Chuan's face looked a little unnatural, and he forced himself to pretend that nothing happened and walked away.

Don't tell me, this servant is actually a certain Supreme Elder from Golden Knife Sect pretending to be out of boredom?

But he would rather believe that there is a conspiracy!

After all, this world is full of conspiracies.

As he was walking forward with deep thoughts, he suddenly saw a servant standing in the corridor in front of him.

Ning Chuan's heart was racing.

If the servant just now was a certain 'old naughty boy' who was pretending to be just for fun, then this servant couldn't be pretending too, right?

With the attitude of giving it a try, Ning Chuan walked forward and gently patted the other party on the shoulder.

"friend…"

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*91]!

Ning Chuan's face was stunned, and his back was covered with cold sweat, like rain.

"What's up?"

The man turned around and asked.

"No, I...I want to ask how to get to the latrine?"

Ning Chuan's face turned stiff and he spoke sarcastically.

"there!"

The servant pointed his finger casually.

"Okay, thank you…"

Ning Chuan forced a smile and left quickly, feeling even more shocked.

His grandma’s!

There is something wrong with this Golden Knife Gate!

There is a peerless master pretending to be a servant!

After walking out of the square and passing through a corridor, Ning Chuan saw another servant.

The servant also had a smile on his face and stood quietly, watching the crowd in the square from a distance, motionless.

"Donor, how to get to the latrine?"

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*98]!

It was supposed to be a pleasant sound, but it did not make Ning Chuan happy at all. Instead, it made him even more nervous, and he was filled with endless horror.

"The hut, over there!"

The servant turned back and pointed in one direction.

"Thanks!"

Ning Chuan's face turned pale and he quickly quickened his pace and ran over.

Three servants in a row are all peerless masters?

If there was no problem, he would dare to swallow feces!

But was this a deliberate arrangement by Jin Dao Men? Or was Jin Dao Men also kept in the dark?

At this moment, he even wanted to run away.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan decisively ran out of the corridor and ran towards the outside. However, after running a certain distance, he suddenly found that the door of the Golden Knife Gate was locked.

The original walls, roofs, and some important places are all already filled with experts.

On the surface, these experts were all looking towards the square, as if they were paying attention to the fighting in the square, but only Ning Chuan noticed that occasionally one or two people were looking warily at the surrounding areas, as if to prevent anyone from escaping.

"Fuck you!"

Ning Chuan cursed secretly.

Now it can be completely confirmed that it was arranged deliberately by Jin Daomen.

What do they want to do?

Catch all the Jianghu people in one sweep? Or specifically target the Vajra Temple?

"Master, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a man who looked like a butler came over with a calm look on his face.

"I...I want to go out and take a poop, can you agree?"

Ning Chuan looked at the housekeeper and spoke sarcastically.

The housekeeper was startled, then laughed a little, and said, "Master, the latrine is on the left. I will take you there."

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*27]!

He casually grabbed Ning Chuan's hand and walked towards the latrine.

Ning Chuan's heart was tumbling violently, and he kept thinking of ways to escape, but no matter which method, after careful consideration, he found that the hope seemed extremely slim.

This golden sword gate closes the mountain gate. If there is really any malicious intention, this is a fatal situation and there is no way to escape.

Is this Golden Sword Gate really specifically targeting the Vajra Temple?

As his brain was thinking, Ning Chuan unknowingly discovered that the housekeeper actually grabbed him and led him directly to a remote corridor, walking further and further away.

Ning Chuan was startled and suddenly broke away from the butler's hand and stepped back, "What do you want to do?"

The housekeeper was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ning Chuan to be able to break free from his hands.

Is this little monk very strong?

However, a smile quickly appeared on the butler's face, "Master, why bother asking, can you just follow me?"

"No more, farewell!"

Ning Chuan turned around and left.

"Where to go?"

When the steward Tu Qiong saw this, his eyes turned cold, his body straightened up, and he suddenly rushed toward Ning Chuan. He started with a set of sharp palm techniques, whirring, and slapped Ning Chuan's vital parts.

Ning Chuan was frightened and angry, and quickly turned around to resist.

This move shocked even himself.

Because in his eyes, this housekeeper was full of flaws, and his speed was extremely slow. In his eyes, it was like slow motion.

And Ning Chuan's [Bagua Diamond Claw] was almost subconsciously grabbed out.

Fast and fierce, the muscles of both arms emerged, and the fingers were like steel bars.

Puff puff puff puff!

As soon as he came up, he grabbed the vital parts first, his sharp fingers, even the skin and flesh, it was terrible to see.

The butler's body seemed to be a big moving piece of fat in his hands, allowing him to grab it at will.

Eyes, ears, mouth and nose, lower body, weak bones, vital points all over the body, important points... Ning Chuan grabbed them all in the blink of an eye.

ah!

The screams started, and then stopped suddenly.

thump!

The butler's body flew straight out, covered in blood and miserable, as if he had lost his human form and fainted on the spot.

"Damn it, when did I become so strong?"

Ning Chuan was startled and quickly looked at his bloody palm.

It's filled with minced meat, all made by the butler.

But now was not the time to be surprised. Before anyone noticed it, he quickly dragged the butler's body and started looking for a place to hide it.

This body must not be discovered under any circumstances, otherwise he would have no chance of escaping.

…

The other direction.

In the small corridor.

Two martial arts masters, Jiang Yuncai and Meng Jingang, pretended to be servants, gathered together, and looked towards the lively square.

"Calculate the time, the medicinal effect of [Fu Gu Ruan Jin Powder] should be exerted soon!"

"Yes, once we take action, no one can let them escape, otherwise things will become extremely difficult."

The two whispered solemnly.

In the square, there were cheers one after another, and countless people from the world cheered loudly.

The three games have reached a fever pitch.

Both the Flame Knife Gang and the Golden Knife Sect sent out the strongest geniuses from their respective sects.

Duan Yuchang, who is only nineteen years old, possesses a golden sword technique that is unpredictable and makes Lin Xiaoyu of the Golden Saber Sect retreat step by step.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords and shadows in the field, and strong winds roared, so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

There was a clanging metallic sound.

There was a click, sparks flew out, and the long knife in Lin Xiaoyu's hand was shattered by Duan Yuguang on the spot, turning into seven or eight pieces, flying around randomly.

"Good inner strength!"

Li Qianjin from the Divine Fist Sect opened his mouth to cheer.

He can break a long sword at a young age. This boy has deep inner energy and a bright future.

call!

After Duan Yuchang shattered the opponent's long sword with one strike, he then struck hard at Lin Xiaoyu's body with his palm.

Lin Xiaoyu's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly held his breath and concentrated, using all the strength and energy in his body to gather in his palms, and quickly faced him.

He was only in the late stage of Jin training, and there was still a long way to go before he could convert all his Jin into Qi. At this moment, he could only mobilize all his strength together in the hope of blocking the opponent.

But Duan Yu's inner strength was so deep that he couldn't resist it.

With a bang, Lin Xiaoyu's body was shaken and flew wildly on the spot, spurting out a mouthful of blood and hitting him in the distance.

The scene was in an uproar.

Just when all the major sects nodded their heads and were amazed.

Suddenly, Monk Huiwen on the seat frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. He directly covered his stomach and said, "No, there is something wrong with this...this tea!"

He was frightened and frightened, and suddenly let out a loud roar.

However, as soon as the voice fell, his whole body was out of control, as if he was drunk. With a bang, he fell to the ground on the spot, leaving only the strength of twitching.

Others' expressions changed one after another.

The heads of each sect stood up at the same time and suddenly looked at the Golden Knife Sect.

But just as they stood up, there was a sudden spin, and like Monk Huiwen, their bodies staggered, uncontrollably, and they fell to the ground one after another.

For a moment, there was a banging sound.

Except for the Yan Knife Gang and the Feixia Sword Sect, the heads of each sect were put to the ground at the same time.
Chapter completed!