Chapter 238: Afterimage Poison Breaking Needle

"Haha, okay, it seems that you still have some courage. You are worthy of being able to kill Ouyang Tai and Ma Guangyao! In that case, I will send you to death!"

Mu Yiming laughed twice, and then said to the two followers beside him: "Kill him!"

"Yes, young master!"

The two followers nodded, and at the same time, they moved towards Ning Chen from the left and right sides.

As the young master of the Wumen, Mu Yiming came here specifically to deal with Ning Chen, and the two people he brought were both Wumen masters.

Not only are the two of them at the level of second-grade masters, but they are also proficient in Wushu martial arts. An average grandmaster from the outside world would probably not be able to pull off even one move in their hands.

"Go to hell!"

"Arrogant boy, suffer death!"

The two of them rushed to Ning Chen's side, one on the left and the other on the right, shouting loudly at the same time, and hit Ning Chen with two killing moves.

Phew! Phew!

The two huge internal forces cooperate to form a decisive blow!

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, lock!"

Ning Chen stretched out his hands at the same time, facing the two of them respectively, and simultaneously drew an arc in mid-air.

The two killing attacks were immediately blocked, and the two Wumen masters were even more surprised to find that every move they made and every ounce of energy in their body seemed to be locked by Ning Chen!

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, the fifth move, push!"

When the two Wumen masters were surprised, Ning Chen shouted loudly again and pushed his hands outwards at the same time.

Boom! Boom!

There were two explosions, and the two of them felt two huge and majestic forces coming, hitting their chests hard.

The two men were immediately shot out of the ring like cannonballs, crashing through the wall dozens of meters away and flying straight out.

"You, you..."

Mu Yiming's originally smug expression suddenly turned into astonishment, looking at all this in disbelief.

Although Ning Chen killed two people in Wumen in a row, he actually didn't care too much.

Ouyang Tai, the first person to die in Ning Chen's hands, was not even a grandmaster.

Ma Guangyao, the second one to die in Ning Chen's hands, was only the weakest master even though he was a master.

So this time Mu Yiming brought two second-grade masters, thinking that capturing Ning Chen was a sure shot.

But who would have expected that two second-grade masters would be knocked away by Ning Chen's move!

Whoosh!

The next second, Ning Chen's figure moved and appeared in front of Mu Yiming.

"Damn you, my witch sect is here to arrest you, how dare you resist?"

Mu Yiming laughed ferociously and pointed the bamboo stick in his hand at Ning Chen.

Countless fine needles shot out instantly from the end of the bamboo stick. Each one was a faint blue color, and they had obviously been tempered with poison!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Facing these countless thin needles, Ning Chen seemed to be frightened and stood there blankly, letting these needles hit his body...

"Hahahaha! You idiot named Ning, if you are shot by my poisonous needle, you are dead... Huh? What?"

Mu Yiming burst out laughing immediately, but the laughter soon stopped abruptly, and instead his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Because he saw that the countless thin needles passed through Ning Chen's body without any hindrance.

"Where are you looking?"

At this time, a faint voice suddenly came from behind Mu Yiming.

It was Ning Chen's voice.

"No, it's an afterimage!"

Mu Yiming was immediately shocked and turned pale. He didn't even look back. While his body rushed forward, he swung the bamboo stick back in his hand and shot out countless fine needles again.

Afterimages only appear when the speed reaches the limit. Those fine needles just hit were just the afterimages of Ning Chen.

"Aren't you the young master of the Wumen? You only know this one trick? Then you might as well just hold a gun as an ordinary person."

Ning Chen's voice came from in front of him again, with a touch of sarcasm.

"What?" Mu Yiming suddenly turned his head again.

Bang!
Chapter completed!