Ning Kong looked at the old man in green robes with an indifferent expression, a slight sneer appearing on his lips.
His voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, cold and ruthless: "Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Kong's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the old man in the green robe like a ghost, the two of them only a few feet apart.
Surprisingly, Ning Kong did not make a move immediately. He simply stood there quietly, staring at the old man in green robes with a cold gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man.
The old man in the green robe turned deathly pale in an instant, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.
He was completely terrified by the speed at which the air solidified, and inwardly groaned in despair.
If Ning Kong had attacked directly just now, he probably wouldn't have had a chance to resist and would have been killed on the spot.
Thinking of this, a fine layer of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead.
After a long while, the old man in the green robe finally came to his senses from the fear. His body trembled involuntarily, and he quickly retreated, staying ten meters away.
"You...you..." The old man in the green robe trembled as he pointed his right hand at Ning Kong, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
At this moment, he was completely intimidated by Ning Kong's aura and dared not utter a single provocative word.
Upon seeing this, Ning Kong's eyes flashed with disdain, and his sneer deepened. Then, with a flicker of his body, he reappeared in front of the old man in the green robe as if by lightning.
This time, Ning Kong didn't hesitate at all. He threw a punch directly, which contained terrifying power, like a volcanic eruption, carrying endless pressure, and went straight towards the old man in the green robe.
With a deafening roar, it seemed as if the entire space had been torn apart in that instant.
The old man in the green robe didn't even have time to react before he was struck hard by the punch.
In an instant, the old man in the green robe was sent flying as if hit by a cannonball, and then suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist that drifted into the air.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief as the old man in the green robe was instantly killed by Ning Kong, as if it were all just an illusion.
However, reality was cruelly laid out before them: the old man in the green robe's once powerful aura vanished without a trace, leaving only a deathly silence.
The crowd's faces turned ashen, and fear spread through them like a plague.
The fact that a half-step Heavenly Dao Realm expert was so easily defeated gave them a completely new understanding of Ning Kong's strength.
This strength far exceeded their expectations, making them unable to help but feel apprehensive.
Ning Kong slowly turned around, his movements elegant and composed, as if the thrilling scene just now had nothing to do with him.
His gaze swept coldly over the crowd, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Do you want to leave this place, or do you want to die here?" Ning Kong's voice was as calm as still water, yet it sounded particularly jarring in the silent atmosphere.
The crowd looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to answer Ning Kong's question.
Their hearts were filled with contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, they were deeply afraid of Ningkong and Haoyue's strength.
On the other hand, they were unwilling to give up so easily.
However, when they thought about the Primordial Dao Ancestor who might be standing behind Ningkong and Haoyue, their fear was magnified to the extreme.
The Primordial Dao Ancestor was a being who struck fear into the hearts of all; just hearing his name was enough to make one feel suffocated.
After a long while, Ling Fengzi finally couldn't contain his emotions and suddenly said, "Don't be so arrogant!"
"Even if you really are the disciples of the Primordial Dao Ancestor, so what?"
Lingfengzi continued, "You are nothing more than Daoist disciples; you cannot represent the Primordial Dao Ancestor at all!"
His words were full of doubt and disdain for the other person's identity.
"What's more, there are dozens of us here!"
Ling Fengzi looked around at the crowd and then said, "Do you two think you can make us all bow down and submit?"
"And don't forget, you almost died by my hand before!"
Ling Fengzi suddenly raised his voice, as if he wanted everyone to hear what he was saying.
The moment those words were spoken, the room erupted in uproar.
Everyone stared at Ling Fengzi in astonishment, their faces filled with disbelief. Their gazes, as if drawn by a magnet, were all fixed on Ling Fengzi.
"What? This person was almost killed by Ling Fengzi?" someone exclaimed in surprise.
“If this is true, then this person isn’t as scary as we imagined!” another person chimed in.
"Hmph, that's right, there are only two of them, what's there to be afraid of?" someone else said.
"Besides, there are quite a few among us whose strength is comparable to Ling Fengzi's!" someone added.
Ning Kong's brows furrowed tightly, his gaze like two cold, sharp beams of light, fixed on Ling Fengzi's face, as if trying to pierce through the skin.
In his eyes, murderous intent surged forth like a raging torrent, undisguised.
He just now, with overwhelming force, instantly killed the old man in the green robe with his sword.
This move not only demonstrated his amazing strength, but also served to intimidate the people in front of him.
However, Lingfengzi's words were like a heavy hammer, which would undoubtedly diminish his deterrent effect.
"Hmph!" Ning Kong snorted coldly, his voice indifferent and tinged with disdain. "How dare you say such a thing?"
His face was terribly gloomy, like the sky before a storm, oppressive and heavy.
"If you hadn't teamed up with someone else, do you really think you could be my match?"
Ning Kong's tone grew increasingly cold, his words like a chilling wind, sending shivers down one's spine: "Not only are you no match for me, but your ultimate fate will likely be to be killed by me right here!"
His voice echoed in the air, carrying an irresistible authority.
However, Ling Fengzi did not seem afraid. He still had a faint smile on his face, as if he did not care about Ning Kong's words at all.
"Don't be so unconvinced!"
Seeing this, Ning Kong's killing intent intensified. "Do you know that even if the two of you join forces, you can't do anything to me! In the end, you can only watch me leave?"
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