low-key is king

Chapter 1403 Take it easy!
Ding Mian, who had just arrived in the holy city, brought a group of his subordinates to the magnificent Grand Hyatt Inn, hoping to find a resting place to wait for the holy water festival, so as to proceed with the next plan.

He had known for a long time that the inn was overcrowded, but relying on his strength, it was naturally impossible to squeeze the lobby with those guys from the seventh realm, so he showed his strength when he came here.

Perhaps in Ding Mian's view, among the visitors from outside the sky, his cultivation of the eight realms is already considered one of the strongest.

As for those old fellows in the Holy Land of Wangchuan, they shouldn't care about such trivial matters, right?
"Hmph, a nameless brat dares to provoke ghosts!"

The condescending ghost messenger Di Qiu didn't sense the other party's true cultivation at all, so he was still full of arrogance there, so that everyone in the hall saw the demeanor of this ghost messenger.

Compared to the little-known Ding Mian, these native cultivators in the Forgotten River Realm are naturally more optimistic about the famous ghost envoy Di Qiu, secretly thinking that Ding Mian might suffer so much and die.

It is not only the strength of the ghost messenger that makes people fearful, but also those cruel methods. If anyone offends the ghost messenger Di Qiu, there will be almost no good end.

"Good people don't do it, since you want to be a ghost, then this envoy will accept you!"

Di Qiu didn't seem to want to talk too much nonsense with these unknown people, seeing his dark voice fell, his whole figure floated down from the second floor, and he came to Ding Mian in a blink of an eye.

It has to be said that the ghost envoy Di Qiu's movement skills are also superb, black light flickers in his eyes, and he punches Ding Mian with a seemingly weak punch.

And at this moment, Ding Mian also raised his fist and went towards Di Qiu to meet him. This scene looked no different from Gu Si's attack just now.

call……

However, at the next moment, when Ding Mian's right hand just touched Di Qiu, it passed through, and even the body of the ghost envoy was pierced by a punch.

"It's the shadow of a ghost!"

Another exclamation came out, presumably because he had heard the name of Guiying, and knew that it was a false body that Di Qiu intentionally created, in order to catch the enemy by surprise.

Seeing that Ding Mian's punch was exhausted, at the same time, everyone could clearly see that a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Ding Mian, who is it not the ghost Di Qiu?

"Haha, nameless brat, my envoy is here!"

The complacent Di Qiu felt that he was absolutely safe this time.

He didn't underestimate Ding Mian too much, so he used his best agility method, ghost image, just as soon as he made a move.

Under such a surprise, almost no one of the eight realms could react immediately.

In Di Qiu's heart, even if he is a master of the eight realms who is in the same stage as him, he will never escape his one-hit kill this time.

Swish!
In Di Qiu's hand, at some point, there was a black dagger several inches long, and with a flash of black light, the dagger in his hand stabbed directly at the back of Ding Mian's neck, extremely fast.

"I said, you don't really think you can kill me, do you?"

Although Ding Mian missed a single hit, he was a little amazed at the ghostly messenger's movement skills, but after all, he is a man of perfect cultivation, and he is a visitor from outside the sky, and his combat power is much stronger than the natives of the Wangchuan Realm.

Therefore, the moment he heard Di Qiu's laughter, he had already reacted.

Seeing that he turned around at an extremely fast speed, then raised his arm, stretched out two fingers, and pinched the black dagger precisely.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, the bystanders were stunned.

In their eyes, Ding Mian's speed didn't seem fast, but relatively speaking, Di Qiu, who was attacking with ghost shadow, was much faster.

But it was such a disproportionate speed that it was Ding Mian who came later and caught the black dagger with great precision.

The visual impact this creates on the bystanders is extremely strong.

"Damn, this is a bit of a miscalculation!"

Compared to the bystanders, Di Qiu, the emissary who was one of the parties involved, was shocked at this moment. He knew that he had overlooked something.

But at such a close distance, it will not be so easy for Di Qiu to retreat.

Therefore, he made a decisive decision, and his feet moved extremely quickly, and a slack kick flew directly towards Ding Mian's lower abdomen.

"Death is imminent, and you don't even know it!"

Seeing this, Ding Mian snorted coldly, and also raised his right leg. The movements of the two were exactly the same, but there was no comparison in terms of speed.

This time, it was Ding Mian's right leg that came first, so everyone seemed to hear the sound of an egg breaking, and immediately after that, a look of extreme pain appeared on the face of the so-called ghost envoy Di Qiu. .

"what!"

The shrill screams resounded throughout the Grand Hyatt Inn, and even some people came out from several rooms on the second floor to watch the excitement.

When they saw the figure writhing in pain, they all gasped.

"It's the ghost messenger Di Qiu!"

The cultivators in the guest room on the second floor who hadn't come out just now recognized the identity of the ghost messenger immediately.

Or maybe they already knew that Di Qiu was in the inn and occupied the uppermost room in the middle.

But they never thought that Di Qiu, the majestic ghost envoy who possessed many means, would be in such a state that they all turned their attention to a certain figure.

"Who is that person?"

It's just that these people are extremely unfamiliar with Ding Mian, and it's impossible for them to know this visitor from outside, but this doesn't prevent them from thinking about whether to give up the guest room with fear in their hearts.

"You...you are the Eight Realms of Consummation?!"

After all, Di Qiu is a master of the Eight Realms. After the sudden shock of severe pain, he forcibly held back the screams, and when he raised his head, his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Hearing Di Qiu's words, the audience gasped again. It turned out that the person was not Bajing Xiaocheng or Bajing Dacheng at all, but the more powerful Bajing Consummation?

Such a level is regarded as a high-end powerhouse in the entire Forgotten River Realm. After all, among the secular Three Kingdoms, the strongest is half-step nine-level. Strictly speaking, there is no essential difference from eight-level perfection.

Perhaps only the many elders in the Holy Land of Wangchuan can suppress the powerhouses who have completed the eight realms.

But those old guys never cared about worldly affairs, and didn't care too much about mundane things, so they couldn't help but be rampant.

In other words, in the absence of the Wangchuan Holy Land, the completion of the eight realms is the highest combat power in the Wangchuan realm.

No one thought that this little-known Ding Mian turned out to be a great master of the Eight Realms. How could such a person be unknown?

But such a thing happened right in front of him, a Ding Mian who appeared out of nowhere, kicked the famous Eight Realm Dacheng powerhouse, ghost envoy Di Qiu, to pieces.

"Today... I, Di Qiu, confessed!"

Di Qiu, who barely got up from the ground, had no choice but to bow his head in front of such a powerful enemy, but his tone was a little unwilling, maybe from now on, he would have no children or grandchildren.

"Since you admit it, you can end it yourself!"

However, just when Di Qiu thought that the other party would spare his life after he confessed, he unexpectedly heard such a cold voice from Ding Mian's mouth, which made his expression change dramatically.

"Ding Mian, don't bully people too much!"

Di Qiu's yelling was a bit stern, and he had always been aloof, which gave him a strong sense of superiority.

I have already admitted defeat, do you still want to kill them all?

What this ghost envoy didn't know was that Ding Mian was also a well-known ruthless person in the middle-level sea field.

If it hadn't been finally subdued by the Nine Realms Island Lord, maybe many sea people would have died in his hands.

Now that he came to Wangchuan Realm, with the perfect cultivation base of the eight realms, he could almost crush the audience, and Ding Mian's ruthless nature was once again released.

At this moment, Ding Mian forgot that he was going to steal the other party's room, he only thought that Di Qiu had shot at him first, so he would have a way to kill him, so he could never be merciful.

"To kill yourself, or to die in pain, you choose!"

Ding Mian didn't care about Di Qiu's yelling at all, at this moment he was the master of the Grand Hyatt Inn, and everyone's life and death were in his hands.

Private fighting is not forbidden in the Holy City of Wangchuan, as long as you have the strength, you can kill anyone, the strong in the Holy Land of Wangchuan, it is impossible to meddle in such trivial matters.

The Holy Land of Wangchuan only protects the property that belongs to the Holy City of Wangchuan, that is, if it is damaged, it has to be compensated. There is only this rule. As for outsiders who kill people, it is naturally up to them.

The shopkeeper of the inn didn't speak, but just looked at all this coldly, and he was also a little disappointed. That ghost messenger was too weak, and how much money could he make with breaking a door?

Originally thought that these two strong men could fight for [-] rounds and destroy the entire inn, so that he could replace everything and make a lot of money.

Perhaps this is the characteristic of many inns in the holy city of Wangchuan. No one wants guests to fight more than these innkeepers. This method of making money is much more profitable than charging rent.

It's a pity that the ghost made Di Qiu so vulnerable, at most he smashed some walls, all of which had clearly marked prices, and the shopkeeper couldn't make much money, and this was the reason for his disappointment.

The inn lobby became a little quiet for a while, everyone stared at the ghost Di Qiu, wanting to know what kind of decision he would make.

But no matter what decision he made, he might die today. Whoever made him kick an extremely hard iron plate may have to pay the price of his life.

Sometimes death is not terrible, what is terrible is that life is worse than death.

Judging by Ding Mian's appearance, once Di Qiu didn't choose to end it on his own, I'm afraid that this famous ghost messenger might not even be able to die easily.

(End of this chapter)