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Chapter 1,423 I’m looking for someone

Chapter 445: Once bitten by a snake

"Elders, let's do it together!"

Fan Shouzhen shouted loudly, raised his hands, and made a magic formula. A bolt of lightning appeared above Ning Chen's head and struck down.

Fan Shouzhen was a cultivator. The lightning technique he used made Ning Chen instinctively startled. He dodged repeatedly, but failed to avoid it and was struck by the lightning.

However, Ning Chen was struck by Fan Shouzhen's lightning technique, and his body did not even freeze for half a second, but his movements were slightly slower.

The lightning emitted by Fan Shouzhen and the lightning emitted by the strange eye in the sky are simply the same as those in the sky and the earth. The difference in power is more than ten times and a hundred times!

Ning Chen laughed at himself, was he bitten by a snake once and feared the rope for ten years? That would not work.

"Haha! This kid is afraid of magic! Everyone, use magic quickly!"

When Fan Shouzhen saw Ning Chen dodge his lightning technique, he burst into laughter, quickly squeezed the magic technique with his hand, and another bolt of lightning hit Ning Chen.

The eight elders were all practitioners of magic, and they also used their own special skills.

Suddenly, streaks of flames, wind blades, ice arrows, and even poisonous mist all hit Ning Chen.

"Your little magic skills are just tickling me!"

Ning Chen snorted coldly, faced these spell attacks head-on, rushed straight towards a short elder, raised his hand and slapped him away.

"Damn it!"

The short elder quickly ordered his puppet to step forward to block it.

His puppet was a bald man with bronze skin. Ning Chen slapped the bronze man on the chest, snorted coldly, and his spiritual power suddenly exploded.

boom!

The bronze brawny puppet suddenly exploded, split into two halves from the chest, and flew out.

Immediately, Ning Chen's hand patted the short elder again.

hiss--

The short elder suddenly turned pale with fright, his hair stood on end, and he froze on the spot.

"Elder Zhang, retreat quickly!"

A tall elder next to him quickly directed his puppet to fly forward and kicked Ning Chen in the head.

Ning Chen used his backhand to grab the tall elder's puppet's foot, then grabbed another foot with his other hand and tore it apart with both hands.

Wow!

The tall elder's puppet was immediately torn in half alive.

"Attack together! Everyone attack together! He will be killed in a heap!" Fan Shouzhen shouted.

All the puppets jumped high into the air desperately, falling from the sky and pounced on Ning Chen.

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, hammer!"

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, bomb!"

"The Eighteen Styles of True Martial Arts, Thousand Hands!"

Ning Chen no longer conserved his spiritual power at this time, and used the Eighteen Zhenwu moves impressively. Every time he used a move, he broke the body of a puppet that was rushing towards him in half!

"Damn it, how can this kid be so powerful?"

"If we continue fighting like this, all our warriors who are protecting the village will soon die!"

"Every Protector of the Village is made by us after spending countless medicinal materials and finally refining it!"

The eighth elder felt extremely painful.

The owner of the village, Fan Shouzhen, became fanatical. He stared at Ning Chen and said, "This boy named Ning must have practiced some extremely powerful body training method. His physical body is as strong as I have ever experienced."

I’ve never seen him before! If I can make him into a puppet, he can definitely become the master of my Yaowang Village!”

The short elder's eyes suddenly brightened, and he nodded and said, "Yes, if Ning Chen can be made into a strong man, he will be invincible!"

"As long as we can turn this Ning Chen into a warrior, even if all the warriors in our Yaowang Village die, it will still be worth it!"

The tall elder also echoed loudly.

"Lead him to the A-shaped alchemy room!"
Chapter completed!
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