1721: C1721 Fatty Come out and Receive the Guest!

C1721 Fatty Come out and Receive the Guest!

Article 1721. Fatty, come out and receive the guest!

"Ten Ghost Village! What audacity!"

The devil tiger's eyes were filled with anger. Immediately after, it let out a low roar, and its voice rumbled like thunder. It rushed into the village, but when the people in the village heard the devil tiger's voice, they continued to do their own things without a care, and ignored the devil tiger. In any case, the White was outside.

"Shh, don't be noisy!"

The White turned around and looked at Devil Tiger and the others with dissatisfaction. On its cold face, it frowned slightly, as if the roar of the Devil Tiger had disturbed its thoughts.

"How dare you!"

When the cultivators of Devil Tiger Village saw this, they couldn't help but shout out in anger. What a joke! A trash village like Ten Ghost Village actually dared to be so arrogant in front of Devil Tiger Village?

"You are here to cause trouble for Yunqi Village, right?"

White frowned and said.

"Yunqi Village?"

The devil tiger was slightly startled. He stretched out his hand to stop his indignant subordinate and looked coldly at the White, "This is the Ten Ghost Village. Where did this Yunqi Village come from?"

"The Ten Ghost Village is gone. This is the Yunqi Village now."

The White looked at the devil tiger very seriously, as if it was afraid that he wouldn't believe it. He walked to the devil tiger's side and pointed at the interior of the Yunqi Village. "Look, the appearance of the Yunqi Village is similar to the Ten Ghost Village you knew. Is it different? Trust me, this is the Yunqi Village now."

"You..."

The devil tiger looked at the White with a strange expression. The distance between him and the White was less than half a zhang. With just a punch, the opponent would die without a doubt!

The opponent actually dared to approach him so casually?

"Go to hell!"

One of the Devil Tiger's cultivators shouted coldly and threw a punch at the White. This cultivator was a Fourth Tribulation Creator, and he was standing very close to the White. In the blink of an eye, the fist arrived, but it missed. The White took a step to the side and said to the Devil Tiger, "My boss doesn't have a good temper. Are you cultivators from the Devil Tiger Village?"

"That's right. I am the chief of the Devil Tiger Village. Since Ten Ghost Village has been destroyed... Alright, let's call your village chief out and have a good talk. Not only did we not give the tribute, but we also forced the cultivators of the Devil Tiger Village to stay here. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will turn your Yunqi Village into a river of blood!"

The Devil Tiger said coldly.

"Fatty, come out and welcome the guest. One, two, three... five hundred and thirty-six pillars!"

The White shouted towards the village.

Receive the guest?

Before anyone could react, they suddenly felt a very terrifying force coming from the village. It was an aura that was not concealed at all. A fat man who looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old descended from the sky, carrying several pillars on his back. It was the same as the pillars of the two Devil Tiger Village's cultivators.

Pu! Pu! Puff!

With a few simple moves, the pillar was inserted into the ground. Then, the little fatty's body slightly moved. He disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared next time... A large pile of pillars appeared above his head, roughly counting... There were five to six hundred of them, which were like javelins. They shot out and landed in front of the Devil Tiger Village. Whiz, whiz, whiz. Hundreds of pillars were neatly inserted into the soil. They were neatly arranged in front of the Devil Tiger villagers.

"Spiritual Nourishment Pill!"

The Ning Pang landed in front of the White and stretched out its hand, giggling.

"En, take it. Save some food. Boss isn't home. Looks like I have to learn how to refine Spiritual Nourishment Pill as well. Only then can I feed a foodie like you!"

Ning Bai took out a Spiritual Nourishment Pill and carefully placed it on the Ning Pang's palm. The Ning Pang looked at it blankly, seemingly in disbelief.

"Are you guys done acting?"1

The devil tiger finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a furious roar.

Pah!

The Ning Pang furiously slapped the devil tiger. The devil tiger didn't have time to react in time, and was slapped by the slap, causing it to shut its breath. It fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"You have to be gentler. Boss said that we shouldn't harm his life. We'll leave him to deal with when he comes back!"

Ning Bai was frightened. He hurriedly took out a few more Spiritual Nourishment Pills and handed it to the Ning Pang. The furious expression on the Ning Pang gradually faded away. The rest of the devil tiger villagers stood on the spot with their jaws dropped. They looked at Ning Bai and the Ning Pang in disbelief.

Their boss, a Fifth Tribulation Creator, was beaten to the ground by a twelve or thirteen year old guy just like that?

What was going on?

What exactly happened in Ten Ghost Village?

What was the origin of this Yunqi Village?

"These people should be taken care of as well, right? However, it's a little lighter..."

Ning Bai glanced at the people of Devil Tiger Village and said indifferently.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The cultivators of Devil Tiger Village had never seen such a scene. No matter if it was the Third Tribulation Creator or the Fourth Tribulation Creator, none of them could withstand a single blow from this kid. One slap was enough to kill him!

"Sixth Tribulation Creator! It was definitely a Sixth Tribulation Creator! Retreat! "

Some of the Second Tribulation Creator that were further away could feel the aura of a Sixth Tribulation Creator leaking out from the Ning Pang's body from time to time. Fear appeared on their faces. They turned around and fled. As for what would happen to the Devil Tiger and the others... This had nothing to do with them. In the current situation... It was naturally his life that was more important!

"Sigh..."

Ning Bai faintly sighed. A hurricane rose from the bottom of his feet. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a group of fleeing cultivators. One kick after another. All of them were sent flying back. His speed was very fast, and he shuttled back and forth between the cultivators like a bolt of lightning. There were almost no fish that slipped through the net.

Not long after, all of the 536 cultivators of Devil Tiger Village, including the Devil Tiger, were hung on the pillars by the Ning Pang.

Every time one was hung, the Ning Pang would punch them in the face. The fainted cultivator instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and opened his eyes with a dispirited expression...

"You, who are you!? I am the village chief of Devil Tiger Village! Speak properly! "

The Devil Tiger was woken up by the Ning Pang. Then, it looked at Ning Bai and the Ning Pang in shock and anger. He couldn't understand why the Ten Ghost Village had become the Yunqi Village in such a short period of time. How could the cultivators of the Yunqi Village be so powerful? Even he, a Fifth Tribulation Creator, couldn't react in time and was restrained?

"We'll talk about this when our boss comes back. Don't try to escape. Those two have already escaped ten times, and in the end, they were captured. You can take a closer look at their faces..."

Ning Bai pointed at the first two pillars and said in a flat tone.

The eyes of the Devil Tiger and the others subconsciously fell on those two people. They didn't take a closer look before. After looking at them carefully, they found that the two men were much more aggressive than breathing in. Their breaths were as thin as gossamer, and their Qi and blood were so weak that they could not be heard. They looked sickly. Clearly, they had suffered severe injuries and lost the ability to move!

The power of creation was extremely effective against injuries. These two people were Fourth Tribulation Creator. At this moment, there was nothing inside their bodies, not even the power of creation. Unable to heal themselves, one could only imagine how much torture they had suffered. They had used up all their power of creation...

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