The old man folded his hands together, obviously ready to cast a new spell at any time.

"Boy, if you dare to take action here, you are simply desperate!"

Salamo was still frightened and even more angry.

If he, the mage guard, hadn't taken action just now, I'm afraid he would have been sneak attacked by this guy.

"Osmond, kill this kid quickly!"

Hearing this, the old man slowly stepped forward, and a layer of lavender light began to glow around him.

"Boy, now is your last chance. Kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. I can spare your life."

Ning Chen raised his brows, clasped his arms behind his back, and said calmly: "Try it and see if you have that ability."

Salamo laughed loudly: "Master Osmond is a student of the palace mage Borrell. How dare you underestimate Master Osmond! You are dead!"

Whoosh!

As he spoke, Osmond had already cast a spell.

Streams of purple lightning suddenly burst out in the air, striking hard where Ning Chen was standing.

Snap!

In an instant, lightning flashed everywhere, and large areas of the stall were scorched black.

The people around him were so frightened that they backed away for fear of being accidentally contaminated.

"Hell, this is lightning!"

"What a terrifying power!"

"If people were inside, I'm afraid they would be electrocuted into coke!"

Large clouds of dust and smoke rose up, blocking everyone's view.

Salamo sneered proudly: "Humph, you dare to cause trouble at uncle's banquet. You are simply desperate!"

Just as he was about to order people to take Dennis and others away, a voice suddenly came from the smoke.

"That's it? I'm afraid Borel will be ashamed to teach a disciple like you."

The next moment, the breeze blew by, and all the dust and smoke around him dispersed.

Ning Chen sat upright on the chair, with a playful smile on his lips.

Seeing this, Osmond was shocked: "How is this possible? How could you block it?"

Salamo was also shocked: "Did you miss it just now?"

"No! I must have hit it! How could I miss it at this distance?" Osmond looked shocked, folded his hands, and subconsciously prepared to take another shot.

Whoosh!

Ning Chen's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the two of them.

He reached out his right hand like lightning and caught Osmond's neck, and immediately there was a "click-click-click" sound of bone cracking.

Osmond's face suddenly turned pale. Just when he was about to mobilize his magic power to fight back, he felt a powerful force suddenly rush into his body.

This force was so powerful that it was difficult to resist, and the mana in his body was instantly dispersed.

Ning Chen threw Osment to the ground casually, turned to look at Salamo, and narrowed his eyes: "Master Salamo, right? What did you just say you wanted me to do?"

Osmond was sweating profusely and his eyes were full of panic, but he still stood there with strength.

Hearing Ning Chen's culture, Osment gritted his teeth and said with a pinched neck: "You, if you dare to touch me, my uncle will never let you go!"

"Prince Ferguson?" Ning Chen shook his head in amusement, "Okay, I will kill you now and see how Prince Ferguson will teach me a lesson."

At this moment, a rapid scream suddenly exploded.

"Damn it! What are you doing?!"

I saw a young blond girl wearing a luxurious dress rushing down the stairs quickly.

His delicate face was full of anger.

The close-fitting design of the dress highlighted her beautiful curves.
Chapter completed!